He was not proficient in the weapon skills of the black form, but at this time, as if he had no teacher, he extended the fist spur into a fist sword, and stabbed it out with the technique of the fall of the twenty-eight stars, almost forming a clammy and cold wind pressure, enveloping the zombies in front of him, and after the cold light of the bones flashed, the zombies poked into a honeycomb.

However, the claws with endless electricity fell on his body exponentially, and the not violent current did not make him feel much pain, only felt numbness in his body and fear in his heart. He remembered that when he was held hostage by the military power of the second master, he was knocked down by this electric current and fell to this point.

"Liu Tianji!" he roared, but did not get any response, because Liu Tianji, who was proficient in the poison needle attack and did not have much of a battle spirit form and ice aura to use, was knocked down and subdued first.

A trace of darkness flashed in Zhang Weiwu's eyes, and before despair could float from the bottom of his eyes, the whole person was engulfed by endless corpses.

[At the same time]

Silver Dust didn't help them, he just calmly knocked the approaching zombies to the ground with one palm, these zombies attacked in a strange posture, and the knife skills were strange and difficult to prevent, but their failed appearance was uniform, and the "pilgrimage" queue spread from the long open space in the center of the main hall to the empress's feet.

Yes, the Empress's feet, this position is important, it is the position that Silver Dust has been waiting to appear.

Another zombie swung the knife and slashed, purple lightning flickered and entwined on the knife, this time Silver Dust did not use his speed to bully the attack, as if he suddenly remembered that he still had the ability to dodge, he took a step back slightly to avoid the blade, and at the same time his hands stretched out his flowing wide sleeves and made a gesture in front of his chest.

He originally wanted to pretend to make a seal gesture, but he only completed the first action, and the divine will cooperated with his movements, becoming the "command of the earth" in this round hall.

To be precise, it should be the order of the ice and snow.

At this moment, all the dead bodies that knelt on the ground exploded.

The fluid they spewed out of their cyst-like bodies wasn't the venomous pus, but—

Gasoline.

"Do you really think that I have nothing to do to scatter so many arcane purple lights?" Yinchen watched the empress be blown away by surprise, and the wind and thunder on her body barely saved her life, and she vomited in her heart, but she didn't spit out half a word on her lips. What else can we say when the battle is fought at this point? Naturally, it is serious to be determined to kill the enemy.

The purple halo he scattered in the early stage, or rather, his use of arcane magic to dye the entire round hall purple, actually had only one purpose, transformation.

Turn one thing into another.

He originally planned to turn all solids into machines and directly conquer this place with the terrifying posture of a puppet army, but after he researched the co-killing ashes against zombies, he changed his mind and used the arcane energy contained in the earth to penetrate the surface of the corpse, turning the pus inside the corpse into gasoline, and then, a little fire magic, or even fire magic, was enough.

So, just as the empress sneered and watched her "subordinates" about to surround or even engulf the enemy, a flash of fire suddenly flashed near the silver-colored figure-

The flames exploded and engulfed everything. It was no different from a gas flash.

The wind that had been maintained around the empress was completely dissipated by the impact of the explosion and the heat of the flames. She used her flesh and blood strength to resist the burning fire, if it weren't for the fact that while maintaining the power of static electricity, she also had a decent battle soul qi cultivation, and weaved an ice chain mail for herself in the way of soul qi condensation, I am afraid that at this time she would be burned by the flames, her skin would be burned, and she would have become a skinless person who has lost her ability to change her face forever.

The Empress screamed, scolded, wailed, and performed useless struggles in front of Silver Dust, like a frog on an operating table.

Yinchen had a cold face, and let the fire rise with the wind, burning everything in front of him, and in the midst of the fire, Liu Tianji's frightened screams soon came, as well as Zhang Weiwu's angry roar: "Stinky boy, do you want to burn me to death together!"

"It's noisy. Silver Dust's tone startled him himself, and for a moment he didn't even dare to believe his callousness. The fire was pushed by a huge storm that he casually waved, and soon spun into a foehn and spread rapidly, igniting the main hall and everything within thirty zhang around the main hall, and finally continued into a monstrous sea of fire. In the midst of the fire, he clearly saw the notched landslides on the rammed earth, and also saw the artificially dug underground tunnels under the landslides, which were filled with the gas produced by the incineration of a specific spice, which could maintain the large array of the "Onifang Corpse Control Technique" and the Susano domain built on it, and at this time, the fire engulfed everything that should have existed.

This is the purpose of Silver Dust, to destroy the Great Array and make the Empress lose her last support.

However, when Zhang Weiwu's roar came, the blizzard in the white silver pupils stopped, and the silver dust raised his hands high, and a strong white light flashed in his palms, and the wind gathered in his palms, and then turned into pale snow and fell.

It wasn't goose feather snow or anything else, it was just an avalanche blown by the wind.

The white snow is the snow of nature, not the wind and snow with the spirit of war. There wasn't much sharp lethality in such heavy snow, only a desperate cold. This man-made snowfall is not some famous blizzard magic, but-

"Extinction Winter!"

The fire caused by gasoline suddenly became docile and well-behaved at the moment when the blizzard fell, and silently retreated to both sides like a subservient obedient citizen. However, just when Zhang Weiwu and the others breathed a sigh of relief and were about to fight to the death and break away from the zombie group, the flames suddenly turned into grenades, shot out of the sea of fire one by one, and pierced into the chest of each zombie.

Zhang Weiwu felt that the zombie pressing on his back seemed to be shot by a ballista, and flew up directly from his back, and fell softly into the ruins of the broken wall with a chirp, the paralysis on his body disappeared, only the corpse poison corroded the severe pain of the body, but he was also a great master who returned to the void realm, and this little corpse poison was unbearable-

"You've got twenty seconds to get out of here. Silver Dust's voice was as cold as judgment.

"What if the old man is willing to stand shoulder to shoulder with you?!" Zhang Weiwu turned his head with hatred in his eyes, glancing at the empress who was struggling against the sea of fire.

"Then you will die in the next explosion. Yinchen said coldly: "I am a mage, the battlefield of a mage is always lonely, whether the enemy is one or a million, it is the same for me, what do you think I sent Lin Xuanchen and Wang Chunlai away for?!

"It turns out that you know Wang Chunlai. Zhang Weiwu said this sentence in a vague and complicated tone that Yinchen didn't quite understand, and then really followed his advice and rushed out of the zombie group, and when he passed by Yinchen's side, he softly threw down a sentence: "The matter of the trapped rain, the old man is in charge, and the reputation of the Tianxing Martial Arts Pavilion can't be planted by the old man!"

"That's a lot of nonsense. Yinchen's answer was still insincere, Zhang Weiwu's face was distorted and he ran out, what he had to do now was to see if he could rescue his subordinates, and then go to Arelli and her brother to discuss a countermeasure!

"Isn't the true prince not loving money, how can he look at the rain of trapped locks...... Uh? That's ...... God, if the old man can get out of trouble today, go fucking in the future, do the right thing, thank you, God!"

As soon as Zhang Weiwu rushed out of the main hall that had already been burned, he saw the eye-catching, dazzling, and dazzling banner of the Tianxing Martial Arts Hall fluttering in the flames and storms in the sea of fire outside.

"Tianxing is mighty!" Zhang Weiwu roared with all his strength, the ice under his feet exploded, and the whole person rushed forward like a cannonball.

Behind him, Liu Tianji rushed out, turned his head and saw the big flag fluttering in his house, although it was just a thousand-mile phantom flag, but at this time, the old man felt that the flag was much more handsome than the southern war flag of the Renhuang era.

As soon as he stepped under his feet, the cold ice mixed with the earth exploded, and the whole person rushed out like a meteor catching the moon, and behind him, the other two dart masters of the Bafang Dart Game also impatiently followed.

[At the same time]

The long sword in the hand of the void mark was divided into seven, turning into seven frozen sword qi, and surrounded the second master.

The second master jumped in the midst of the fire, dodging the increasingly violent attacks of the hollow marks. When the silver dust destroyed the great array, the power of the wind and thunder and lightning that had originally flaunted their might in Wulu Village also completely disintegrated at the same moment. The so-called power of wind and thunder in "Ghost Fang Corpse Control Technique" has retreated from its gorgeous camouflage, revealing the true core of "static power". The electric light wrapped around the body of the second master is actually no better than the ice chain mail on the body of the void mark to resist frost and physical attacks. And his cultivation is slightly inferior to the accumulation of empty marks.

After all, he is a demon, and he doesn't have a decent master to teach, relying on a "Ghost Fang Corpse Control Book" to get to the current realm, which is already the limit that he, a "genius boy", can reach by gritting his teeth and stomping his feet, naturally he can't compare with the deep inheritance of family learning, the injustice of the world all his life, and the twenty years of hard and serious cultivation.

A few seconds ago, he was still thinking about surrounding the void with a zombie array, and enjoying the scene of him being electrocuted, bound, and forced to watch his wife toss and turn under his crotch, the second master, and in the blink of an eye, everything was in ashes.

Yes, ashes are gone, not an adjective, but really turn into ashes and disappear with the wind. He will never understand in his life, why those kings in the sky (poor uneducated children, who have never seen airplanes) want to help such a powerless, powerless, indistinguishable situation, stunned and stubborn guy as a void, instead of helping him, helping his sister, and helping this "orthodox dynasty" with the earth and the dragon as the totem?

He was forced to jump up and down by the frost sword qi that collected the void, although he barely handed out a few moves "Ghost Ghost Claw", but it was far inferior in terms of attack distance and subtlety of the moves, not only did he not touch the corner of his clothes at all, but he was also stabbed a few times, if it weren't for the expansion of the battle spirit in his body, which almost turned him into a thirty-year-old strong man, he really couldn't support it for so long under the sword of the void.

However, everything is explained.

Although his cultivation is lower than that of the Moon Spirit, his understanding of the sword is completely incomparable to the Moon Spirit, and even his understanding of the sword is only under the famous Xuanzi in that Jianghu.

His swordsmanship is mud compared to Wan Jianxin, but it is gold compared to mountain bandits like the second master.

The final style of his swordsmanship can really turn the seven sword lights into reality, and they are completely seven murderous sword lights, any of which can easily kill the opponent, unlike the Moon Spirit, one sword light, six sword shadows, the combination of virtual and real, and it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

This move has deviated from the true meaning of the Qiqiao Sword, or rather, he has broken through the ancestor who invented this kind of sharp swordsmanship. "Qiqiao Sword" pays attention to the coexistence of virtual and real, one sword turns into seven swords, and one move becomes seven moves. All the combos of this set of swordsmanship have a strong deception, virtual and real, any sword shadow can be turned into sword light, and the sharp blade is hidden in the sword light, and the killing machine emerges.

However, at this time, the swordsmanship used by the void mark was actually seven real sword lights, and the sword light passed through the killing array at will, which was completely a posture that did not give the enemy a way to live. If you want to crack it, you can only fight hard, with higher cultivation, more exquisite swordsmanship or boxing, more courageous determination and narrow road to meet with empty marks, and the two will compete.

In the face of the second master who has accumulated empty marks, there is neither exquisite cultivation, nor exquisite boxing or swordsmanship, "Ghost Claw" and the wind and rain are the same as the magic skills of the bad street, and the guards of the mansion may be more clever than the means of this second master.

Therefore, when the seven sword lights lit up at the same time, the second master, this young man who claimed to be a genius and did have some talent, this person who was the same age as Yinchen, could no longer escape the fate of being cut into pieces.

His hands were the first to be cut off.

Then there were the feet, which were broken below the knees.

Seven bloody wounds erupted on his body, and the cold air in the sword intent couldn't last long in the fire, so it couldn't freeze the wounds. The dazzling bright red sprayed out high, making the Void Trace retract his hand, because it was no longer necessary to slash and kill, and the Void Trace could see that one of his swords had directly broken the enemy's aorta.

That's not an injury that War Spirit and ordinary pills can heal.

The blood fountain spurted high, and it took a breath before it fell to the ground, and at this time the second master's face was covered with blood, obviously the blood had filled the trachea and esophagus, but he still insisted on saying something, laughing wildly, shouting something, for a person like him who had been completely destroyed into nothingness by some kind of distorted concept, before dying, he also had to inflict a mental blow on the enemy!

He was a warrior, a fighter who fought for his ideals endlessly, but he didn't know that his ideals were wrong from the beginning.