Outside the Thousand Fish City Pier, several huge wooden rafts floated on the water.

Several stone giants seven or eight meters tall shouted loudly, paddling wooden rafts and drifting towards the entrance of the Yin River in the center of the lake.

A few days ago, in order to kill the dragon, all ten adult stone giants in the stone giant tribe raised by the fog knife were killed. These little giants, who are still a little short of adulthood, but whose combat power is also quite considerable, were naturally recruited by the fog knife.

They were so powerful that with each stroke of the special pulp, the rafts slid forward for a long distance.

Soon they came to the top of the Yin River entrance, and several cloaked Mist Knife Masters shouted in a low voice, and at the same time untied a small net of three-foot square metal wire from their wrists.

A few incantations were recited in a low voice, and several high-level fog knife officials bit the tip of their tongues at the same time, and a mouthful of blood sprayed onto the small net.

These small nets with a pitch-black body immediately spewed out a large black mist, accompanied by a piercing 'hiss' sound, a total of six small nets rose into the air, and a breath turned into a large net with a diameter of hundreds of meters, and then spewed out black smoke and wind, 'whew' into the lake.

Six small nets overlapped each other, sealing the entrance to the Yin River.

Wisps of black light swam back and forth on the extremely thin and extremely dense black wire, and a big fish with a body length of seven or eight meters suddenly rushed out of the Yin River and rushed towards the lake.

When the big fish touched the black net, its body was immediately cut open silently, and finally turned into a piece of minced meat the size of a sesame seed, which was mixed with blood and floated onto the surface of the lake.

"Six Yin Demon Killing Net...... Hey, hey, this secret realm is now truly completely exclusive to my Fog Knife. A high-level fog knife officer wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled triumphantly.

"The dust hasn't settled yet...... We'll have to kill the little cub and the 'human-headed dog' thing. The other high-level of the fog knife took a deep breath, and then turned into a violent wind and flew towards the direction where Wu Tie and Lao Tie were besieged.

Several of the higher-ups of the Fog Knife laughed loudly, and then either turned into a violent wind or turned into black mist and flew away.

Several stone giants sat cross-legged on wooden rafts, stroking the specially made throwing axes in their hands with expressionless faces. Their mission is to seal the entrance to the Yin River and prevent any outsiders from entering the Yin River below.

Those who dare to approach will be killed!

A trace of earthy yellow breath seeped from the bottom of the lake, constantly passing through the deep water and pouring into the body of these stone giants. The breath of the stone giants was long and heavy, their qi connected as one, a thick mist pouring out of their pores, and a small earthy yellow mountain loomed in front of them.

and the supernatural powers used by their elders when killing the dragons are in the same vein.

This is the 'Wuding Mountain Opening Method', a kind of earth-attribute bloodline supernatural power. As long as the blood is pure enough, they will naturally master this kind of offensive and defensive, extremely powerful supernatural secret technique.

Wu Tie and Lao Tie confronted the Fog Knife Commander.

Lao Tie didn't say anything, just grinned with bared teeth.

Behind the commander of the Fog Knife, one after another cloaked high-level Fog Knife leaders continued to appear.

They may not have the title of 'Commander', but they are definitely masters at the 'Commander' level, that is, masters of the 'Heavy Building Realm', all of them are masters who have mastered supernatural powers.

In a few breaths, the Fog Knife Master made eighteen of the high-level Fog Knives behind him appear in a row.

Not long after, the six high-level masters of the Fog Knife who had just gone to the lake to seal the entrance of the Yin River also rushed over, and the masters behind the Fog Knife Commander reached as many as twenty-four.

"Are you going to kill people?" Lao Tie didn't speak, Wu Tie pulled out his spear, crossed it at his waist, and took a step forward.

"The mouth of a dead man is the most reliable. The head of the fog knife ordered him to put down his hood, revealing his clear face: "Of course, there is another choice, if you worship me as a teacher......

"I don't want to. Wu Tie neatly interrupted the words of the commander of the Fog Knife: "You...... Not a good person, so, I don't want to. ”

The blood light in Lao Tie's eyes dimmed for a moment, and he rolled his eyes towards the sky and rolled his eyes.

"Am I not a good person?" Fog Knife Chief Commander laughed, he shook his head and said: "What an innocent and cute doll, these days, there are still people who use 'good guys' and 'bad guys' to decide their words and deeds...... Really, naïve...... Naïve enough to be stupid. ”

Taking a deep breath, the Commander of the Fog Knife said in a deep voice: "I occupy that side of the secret realm, I can feed the millions of people who depend on the Fog Knife, and let them live in peace...... Am I a bad person?"

Wu Tie was stunned, he was choked by the words of the Fog Knife Commander, and he couldn't make a really effective response.

Lao Tie coughed, and he said in a deep voice: "Enough, bullying the little doll with words and kung fu can't show your skills...... You have a hundred excuses not to let us go, and we have ten thousand reasons why we have to leave...... Everyone has their own position, so ...... What nonsense?"

"Old Jianghu!" The general commander of the fog knife gave Lao Tiebi a thumbs up in admiration: "Sure enough, it's Lao Jianghu, this is enough to say it, straightforward, I like it." ”

With a loud laugh, the thumb of the Fog Knife Commander suddenly lit up, and his thumb swelled strangely to a foot long, the thickness of a fist.

A ray of blood light erupted from his swollen thumb, and in the next moment, the blood mist splattered, and the blood light condensed into a blood-colored scimitar of a foot's length, and with a piercing scream, it spun rapidly towards Wu Tie's neck.

The blood-colored sword light was almost at the extreme, and the distance between the two sides was close, and the blood-colored knife light almost slashed in front of Wu Tie as soon as it appeared.

Fortunately, these days, Wu Tie's foundation-building cultivation has made some breakthroughs, and his five senses and six senses have become more and more sensitive, and his movements have become more agile. He subconsciously raised his right hand and blocked the white tiger arm guard in front of the door.

The Yuan-Breaking Blood Knife roared and slashed at the White Tiger's armguard.

Blood splattered, and the arm guards were not damaged at all, but a terrifying huge force struck, Wu Tie snorted, his internal organs shook violently, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and blood splashed in the fully enclosed helmet, and his vision was blocked.

The giant force knocked Wu Tie away, he flew backwards, flew out of more than two hundred meters in an arc, and fell headlong into the large group of fog knife killers in the rear.

Countless straight knives, big axes, and maces rained down from all directions, and even a few special mountain mines used by the fog knife archers to bombard the dragon that day were smashed down.

Wu Tie was beaten and rolled on the ground, and he couldn't stand up at all for a while.

The mountain thunder exploded violently, and although it failed to explode Wu Tie's tight armor, it still shook his internal organs and rolled continuously, and he almost threw up several times.

Lao Tie snorted coldly, and he rushed towards the Fog Knife Commander.

The two rows of white miserable teeth burst out with thunder, thunder like water, accompanied by a piercing electric explosion.

The Master of the Mist Knife ordered him to stand still in place, and with a wave of his left hand forward, a cloud of black mist erupted, condensing into a hexagonal shield in front of him. The shield condensed by the black mist was thick and solid, and the fog inside the shield rolled without shaking at all as the lightning bombarded.

He grabbed his cloak with his right hand, and a cold light shot out, and a straight knife with a slight arc of the blade spewed out a knife several meters long, and it slashed at Lao Tie's body with a piercing whistle.

In the piercing sound of impact, sparks splashed on Lao Tie's body, and he was slashed dozens of meters away by the commander of the fog knife.

Old Tie's four feet stretched out sharp long claws, and the four claws gripped deep into the rocks on the ground, and his body was split to one side, and the claws tore long cracks in the rock formation.

"Hercules magic...... That's a lot of strength. Lao Tie stared at the commander of the fog knife and sneered: "Little bastard, back then, grandpa and I glared at me, you can be stared at ten thousand by garbage like you." ”

"Perhaps?" "Perhaps?" the commander of the fog knife brought dozens of afterimages and rushed towards Lao Tie: "The hero doesn't mention the courage of the year...... Now that you are weak, don't say these things...... Even if your body is strong, how many stabs can you block me?"

The Fog Knife Commander made his body look like the wind, bringing up countless afterimages that rotated rapidly around Lao Tie.

A cold light continued to split out with a piercing whistling sound, and the sword light continued to fall on Lao Tie's body like snow, and a large area of sparks splashed in all directions, and Lao Tie was split like a small sampan in a hurricane.

I don't know how many heavy slashes he withdrew, Lao Tie finally lost his footing, and fell to the ground on all fours.

The commander of the fog knife laughed, he suddenly stopped his figure, turned over and sat on Lao Tie's back, and pressed Lao Tie's head with both hands: "Give in...... Or, die!"

The Fog Knife Commander ordered a heavy mountain of coercion on his body to gush out, his arms were bulging, and a huge force slammed down on his head, and he wanted to use violence to forcibly subdue Lao Tie.

In the next moment, the Fog Knife Commander let out a hysterical howl, and his clear face distorted, becoming hideous like a demon.

He brought up a large afterimage, a thick layer of black smoke wrapped around his body, he let out an inhuman miserable roar, flew straight into the sky, and hit his head on the dome hundreds of meters high, half of his body was submerged in the hard rock formation.

Several stalagmites were shaken, and Qi Root broke off and fell down.

With it, there was a little bit of dazzling, mixed with a hint of foul smell of blood.

Lao Tie laughed strangely, and on his back, a metal slap that was several times larger than an ordinary person's palm was very abruptly there, and a metal middle finger that was several times thicker than an ordinary person's finger pierced straight into the sky.

Bai was miserable, and there were still a few drops of blood sticking to his middle finger with a faint trace of electric light.

Blood slid down his mirror-smooth fingers and fell onto Lao Tie's equally dusty body. The blood fell to the ground, and Lao Tie's body was clean, without even a trace of blood.

"Any trick, whether noble or despicable, as long as it can kill and injure the enemy, is a valid trick. ”

Lao Tie stood up straight, looked at the commander of the fog knife with half of his body embedded in the dome, and laughed loudly: "Ancient secret technique, thousand years of killing...... A thousand years of killing, a thousand years of unforgettable...... Hey, are you happy?"

The voice of the commander of the fog knife came from high in the sky, clear and cold, like a pig-killing knife that had just been pulled out after being frozen in ice.

"Kill...... Kill...... Kill...... Ling Chi slashed them!"

The last few words of the Fog Knife Commander's order were almost hysterically shouted. With his roar, perhaps due to the expansion of blood and the acceleration of blood flow, another wisp of blood floated down in the air.

Twenty-four high-level Fog Knife leaders roared in unison, and they either turned into afterimages, or turned into violent winds, or turned into black mist, and rushed towards Lao Tie with a roar.

Hundreds of meters away, Wu Tie was beaten by a large group of fog knife killers and servant warriors, and he was crushed to the ground and slashed indiscriminately, unable to stand up at all.

Suddenly, a long howl came, and the killers and warriors who trapped Wu Tie spread out in all directions at the same time, and three of the twenty-four high-level Fog Knife leaders turned into afterimages and rushed towards Wu Tie's side.

The straight knife in their hands flashed with a faint light, and there were faint runes on the blade, and the three cold rays brought up the cold aura of the forest, and they were as fast as lightning and slashed down on Wu Tie's body.

Along with it, there is also their fog knife's secret magical power 'Breaking Yuan Blood Knife'!

The three straight knives turned into three rays of lightning, and the blood-colored scimitars condensed by the three blood qi flew into the air, and they arrived in front of Wu Tie in an instant.

He had just been pressed to the ground and beaten severely, although his flesh and skin were not injured, his internal organs were shocked and painful. Wu Tie roared angrily, and he raised his right arm guard to meet the blood light that had been transformed by the three Yuan-Breaking Blood Blades.

At the same time, the protective palm of his left hand spread out, and the five fingers of his left hand vibrated violently, especially the frequency of the first phalanx of the index finger was several times faster than that of the other metacarpal bones, and a 'buzzing' sound greeted the three straight knives.

'Ding Ding Ding' made three crisp sounds, and the three straight knives were shattered by Wu Tie's fingers.

A few fingers of Wu Tie's left hand were cut into flesh and blood by the sword light, but the phalanges were not damaged at all.

A dark glow enveloped his left hand, and a little bit of invisible light erupted from the shattered straight knife, turning into three streams of light that were swallowed by the first phalanx of Wu Tie's left index finger.

Streams of heat poured in from the palms of his hands, gradually converging on Wu Tie's forearm bones.

The color of the forearm bone gradually deepened, and at the same time, three blood rays fell on Wu Tie's right hand armguard, and the huge impact force made Wu Tie spin rapidly on the ground, and the armor rubbed against the stone ground, rubbing a large piece of fire and sliding backwards.

The three high-level fog knives looked at the remaining hilt in their hands in amazement.

The sound of 'click' was endless, and the essence of the hilt was swallowed by the finger bones of Wu Tie, and the hilt quickly disintegrated, turning into a thin wisp of iron filings dripping from their fingers.

Half of the body of the fog knife embedded in the dome screamed hysterically, constantly shouting 'kill'!

Lao Tie looked at the twenty-one high-level Fog Knife executives who rushed in front of him, and grinned.

"Kill...... This word, Lao Tzu likes it!"

Two balls of electric light flowed on his back, and two long humanoid arms poured out of the electric light, accompanied by a subtle chirp, countless extremely fine cracks actually cracked on the surface of the arm that was as smooth as a mirror, and pieces of armor like dragon scales turned up one after another.

Beneath these nails were dense honeycomb-like pores, most of which were empty and nothing else, only thirty-six finger-thick pores, faintly red, ominous glow erupting.

With a 'poof' sound, twelve strange objects shaped like arrows erupted from the holes.

These 'crossbow arrows' were extremely fast, and they shot forward in mysterious arcs, instantly covering the twenty-one high-level fog knives that rushed from all directions.

Then, there was a terrifying explosion that didn't make much noise, but the sound and light effects were terrifying.

Each crossbow bolt exploded, and the blue-white flames swept across a radius of tens of meters, and within hundreds of meters of Lao Tie's side, there was a flaming hell.

Twenty-one high-level fog knives vaporized directly in this piece of flame. 8)