The elder of Feng Jie Yu Sect only smiled contemptuously when he saw Elder Feng's originally skillful and smooth movements. The goose-yellow cuffs trembled slightly, and three thin silver rays of light shot out almost indispensably.

It wasn't light, it was real steel silk, one end of the silk was followed by a flying needle as thin as a cow's hair, and the other end disappeared into the goose-yellow cuffs.

The three needles flashed with a blurry light, and at a glance, I knew that many kinds of toxins were added, and these toxins were active under the heating of the power of wind and thunder.

The three flying knives were covered with black ghost energy, and it was obvious that the fierce ghost power attached to them had sensed the threat of the wind and thunder power attached to the flying needles, and was ready to pounce.

However, the light flying needle only clicked lightly on the end of the throwing knife, and the blue electric light crackled, and the fierce ghost howled and dispersed into smoke and dust. The power skills of the elders of the Interpretation Sect were so precise and spicy, they actually used three thin poisonous needles to poke them, and they dissolved all the power on the three flying knives handed out by the elders of the Demon Wei Pavilion, so that the three flying knives were almost against the physical conventions, and they were not advancing an inch at all, and they fell to the ground vertically.

This hand is called the dismissal.

The master of the Hedao realm himself has the ability to crack the mystery of the enemy's "Liulan", not to mention the art of dissolving the army that the elders of the Interpretation Sect have particularly intensively studied. As soon as he raised his hand, he dissolved Elder Feng's move invisibly, and just as the power of the fierce ghost in Elder Feng's sleeve erupted, and he was about to send out a second wave of attacks, a blue electric light suddenly lit up on the three steel silks, and the castrated steel needle accelerated sharply as if it had added a booster, shooting straight towards Feng Lieshan's face.

This is going to be hit, and Elder Feng will immediately die under the poison of life.

"Sure enough, the most poisonous woman's heart, it's not in vain that the deity deceives you!" Elder Feng moved sideways again, returning to his original position, and then flicked his sleeves like lightning, and a black ghost dragon shadow shot into the heart of the Elder of the Interpretation Sect.

His blow is calculated, when others think that he will continue to use the hidden weapon, until he completely loses, he brazenly dispatches the mysterious weapon, and strives to kill with one blow, this strategy is not a magic trick, it just uses the mindset of ordinary people, but it has also repeatedly performed miraculous feats, Elder Feng has always kept this pair of telescopic spears, but not just because he is "used to it".

The spear swirled and brought a black spiral storm, and the air was filled with the howls of demonic ghosts that caused confusion, and the air in the entire aisle rippled, and the transparent ripples turned into a wave of powerful thrust in the process of spreading, driving the disciples of the two factions who were wandering around and fighting farther away. In the face of such a vicious move, which was almost equivalent to a sneak attack, the idle man pointed at the cannon and pierced the chest of the spear the moment he reacted, but the elder of the Interpretation Sect only made the most ordinary water sleeve action in the face of such an attack.

The blue electric light flickered around the edge of the goose-yellow sleeve, and the sleeve was carried by the sleeve to spin into a beautiful rose in the air, and in the center of the rose, the blue arc formed a circle-shaped hole, like the mouth of a flytrap, engulfing the spinning black spear head.

Elder Feng suddenly changed color, he never expected that the elder of the Interpretation Sect would be able to catch the attack of the Xuan Weapon with a simple water sleeve kung fu, in a panic, he was about to forcibly withdraw the spear, but he felt an irresistible force coming from the barrel of the gun, and before he could think about it, he was carried off the ground by this strong force and suspended in the air.

The old woman of the Xie Yu Sect sneered, and with a fairly white hand, she tightly grasped the barrel of a spear behind the head of the spear, and with the strength of a weak woman, she gathered a big man like Elder Feng into the air with the spear, which showed how strong the power of wind and thunder emanated from her hand was. Even if the master of the Joining Dao did not comprehend the Dao of Killing, he was also a character who had studied his divine skills and strength to the extreme, and the power of the divine skills emitted with one hand was definitely not something that Feng Lieshan could fight with the strength of his whole body.

Although Feng Lieshan has a mysterious weapon in his hand, for any warrior who does not have a mysterious weapon, the weapon in his hand is indestructible and cannot be resisted, but no matter how powerful the mysterious weapon spear is, only the head of the spear has the attack power to ignore the level of divine power, and other places are just relatively hard. At this time, Feng Lieshan truly realized the terrifying power of the Hedao master, and there was a scorching and powerful force coming from the barrel of the gun in his hand, easily breaking through his body protection cover, and slowly burning his palms, arms, and even his whole body.

Elder Feng's whole body slowly glowed with bright blue lightning, and the power of the fierce ghosts that originally protected his whole body was turning into blue-gray spirits, screaming and running in all directions, Elder Feng's body slowly curled, and the spasms and tremors of his whole body were slowly becoming obvious from faint. At this time, he had been firmly absorbed by the power of wind and thunder from the elders of the Interpretation Sect, and the entire arm holding the spear, whether it was joints, muscles or even nerves, was blocked by the power of wind and thunder, and he couldn't move at all, and could only be scorched by the power of thunder and lightning little by little.

Feng Lieshan struggled violently, because he saw the viciousness and cruelty that flashed in the eyes of the elder of the Interpretation Sect, and the other sleeve of the elder's coat fluttered and trembled in the wind, and the hand hidden in the sleeve may have already prepared all kinds of life and poison needles that would make people die in agony.

Elder Feng used the fierce ghost power of his whole body to the other arm, which was the only place he could control freely at this time, and at the critical moment when his jaw began to tremble violently, his left hand, which was also shrunk in his sleeve, finally seemed to hold a small and round hidden weapon.

Elder Feng didn't care about whether this secret weapon was useful or how to use it, at this time, his only thought was to bite the enemy even if he wanted to die, he didn't care to think about whether the secret weapon in his hand that he didn't know what it was could break through the body protection of a merge master, the only thing he thought of was "Finally, if you didn't kill it without being killed by a staggered defense by a merge master, it can be regarded as the glory of a warrior, right?"

He couldn't see any hope of survival at this time, he couldn't see any hope of hurting the enemy, all he did was a dying struggle, fighting for dignity before death.

He poured the strength of his whole body, the will of his whole body, and the filthy, evil, vicious, and ruthless of his whole body into that small secret weapon, and then threw it with the most basic, lacking variation, and most direct secret weapon technique of a Demon Wing Pavilion disciple.

His movements are extremely ridiculous, but also a little tragic, like a frog struggling to kick his legs on the operating table.

A small, round weapon flew out of his palm, and he didn't even have time to see what it was.

The tiny hidden weapon made a whistle in the air.

The moment the whistle appeared, it exploded into a huge shockwave of fierce ghosts.

In the next second, with the Elder of the Interpretation Sect who was hit by the hidden weapon as the center, within a distance of twenty-five meters, everyone except Feng Lieshan, whether it was the people of the Demon Wei Pavilion or the people of the Interpretation Sect, all of them convulsed violently, and then the seven orifices bled and fell to the ground in one piece.

All of them had their souls shattered and they died.

The hidden weapon that had been thrown floated in the air, motionless. The gray-brown sound wave was as terrifying as a nerve EMP weapon, killing everyone within twenty-five meters, not to mention, and continued to spread, almost instantly spreading to all corners of the escape boat, and all the disciples of the Interpretation Sect who were swept by this gray-black sound wave were all unconscious.

At this time, Feng Lieshan realized what kind of killer weapon he had sacrificed, which was the ultimate weapon he kept to plot against Mr. Demon Heart Tian Wanzai-

Zero whistle.

......

The battle is over.

The righteous paths, who were far away on the other submarine, left the cafeteria unsatisfied, and whispered about the battle between those disciples of the Demon Wei Pavilion and the sisters of the Interpretation Language Sect. The focus of their discussion was mostly on the dismantling of moves, the use of Gangfeng, and the integration of military forces, turning a blind eye to all kinds of dirty hidden weapons, sneak attacks, sieges, etc., between the two demon sects, as if they were selectively blind. Most of the righteous people have a chivalrous spirit in their hearts, and they disdain to manage the ugly way of winning, and of course they also have many means and experiences to prevent this kind of "dirty tricks". In the crowd, Bai Xiaosheng was the only one who was foaming at the mouth and talking about the girls of the Interpretation Sect, which one had a good face, which one had a round butt, which one died a little pity, etc., although the words spoken were a little yellow, but they were not too much, and they also made the people around them feel comfortable. This guy seems to regret the fact that he used to be a demon, but he does not shy away from it, but has become a kind of talking point for showing up, with his "Dr. Jiang Hu" old experience and the mouth of a storyteller, it can indeed become a kind of reliance for him to mix in the righteous path.

In fact, as long as you sincerely interact with the righteous path, everyone can get mixed up, after all, in the whole righteous path, everyone has a few unique skills, and everyone is an indispensable part of this collective.

Silver Dust looked around the entire cafeteria, feeling the relaxed and somewhat proud atmosphere, and couldn't help but show a quiet and steady smile. "I didn't expect to feel this atmosphere again when I came back from the 'moon'. He remembered again the feeling of being unguarded asleep beside the campfire.

"Alright, now let's carry out the next plan, and guide these demon mice to try the color of that big dinosaur. Yinchen chuckled, stood up and walked out of the loose and noisy cafeteria, the big screen was not turned off, but split into nine, showing the blood flowing terribly after the decisive battle in different areas.

Bai Prison stood up, wanted to catch up with Yinchen and ask him if he had anything to satisfy his stomach, the bald little fat man knew that he was the bloodline left by some giant god in ancient times, and he didn't eat ten meals a day for fear that he wouldn't even be able to sleep, but unfortunately, in this desperate abyss-like underground, he couldn't figure out where to have any snacks, so he could only be cheeky to find a way to find a good brother with great powers.

He stood up and was about to catch up, but found that Wan Jianxin was sitting motionless in front of the big screen, the wind on his body was almost gone, and the whole person showed a strange state of emptiness and looming, and the hair on his head that stood up was slowly falling down at this time, making him slowly change from the posture of killing Matt back to a normal sword-wielding big boy. Passing by his side, he suddenly found that his face, which was particularly blue by fluorescent, was twisted from time to time, as if crying and laughing, like a demon.

"What's wrong?" Hellworship roared, trying to use his voice to call his friend back from the underworld, he felt that Wan Jianxin's appearance at this time was like a soul that wanted to leave his body and go to another world.

"Interpretation of the Sect. Wan Jianxin immediately replied, his voice was flat and without the slightest emotion, but Bai Prison heard an infinite number of different emotions from his voice. He turned around while touching his bald head, standing side by side with his friends, facing the big screen side by side, as if in the battle to exterminate the evil way one after another for many years, facing any strong enemy, any hardship, any confusion, any challenge, all the way down, never abandoned.

The bald little fat man finally saw what Wan Jianxin was facing-

In the escape boat, dead bodies were everywhere, and the unconscious people were even more tired. The disciples of the Demon Wei Pavilion who won by luck tied up these poor girls who were unconscious, took the opportunity to use their hands, and even violently committed violence on the spot, and some psychopaths began to change their methods and be cruel. Some girls woke up from the pain and began to cry and cry for mercy, and the screams were like hell on earth. However, such screams made the young disciples of the Demon Pavilion even more excited, and the attack was even more cruel, and even a few of them were so hungry that after they got tired of playing with a girl, they actually chopped it with an axe and chewed it raw, and as soon as the cannibalistic feast was staged, the beastly nature of these Demon Dao disciples who looked like people at first glance was exposed.

It's the girls who are really sad that are dead. Most of the girls of the Interpretation Sect did not have any scars on their faces when they fell, perhaps God could not bear to let the beautiful faces of these women be broken, and they still maintained their lovely faces until a short period of time after their deaths. When people die, good and evil are written off, and those girls may not be very cute when they are alive, they may have a bad personality, they may be vicious, and they may be as good at gossiping as women with long tongues, but once they stop breathing, they suddenly become extremely cute. Their faces are still as delicate as they were when they were alive, and in their wide open eyes, the red pupils of apricot blossoms are like the finest pink crystals, reflecting the coldest and most merciless lights in the escape boat, shattering into many points of light, as if the wishing star that these girls often gaze at in the dark night, reflecting the last trace of kindness that flashed through their minds at the moment of death. When people are dying, there will always be a flash of kindness, which is the liberation of the soul to the other side of the void. These girls, they may be ugly in life, they may be vulgar in life, they may be as ignorable as the background in life, at that time, their hearts are forced to fill with evil and vulgarity, and they can only rely on kitsch to survive in the world, but once they die, they abandon all ugliness and vanity, and rely on their last breath to restore a little kindness that cannot be erased from their nature, and they immediately become heartbreaking beauty.