Blood flowed down like a spring, dripping a piercing trail on the ground. Du Chuanchang, www.biquge.info pen "Fun" pavilion, lost a lot of blood, and his vision became blurred, and at this time he vaguely saw that Feng Lieshan seemed to be shrinking something long and straight into his sleeve, and then walked towards him with a cruel smile.

"Dare to sneak attack this ......" Although Du Chuanchang was so angry that he was dying of pain, he still did not scold the word "despicable", people in the devil's way, proud of sneak attacks, ashamed of being upright, Du Chuanchang himself is a devil who likes sneak attacks, where would he think Feng Lieshan's approach is despicable? was plotted by Feng Lieshan, he can only say that his skills are not as good as others, and he is not good at learning, so how can he blame others? At this moment, Du Chuanchang was thinking more about how to turn defeat into victory, and use the method of sneak attack and plot to turn the tables for himself, and where would he criticize Feng Lieshan from the so-called moral high ground?

"The second half of the sentence is to be with the deity endlessly?" Feng Lieshan approached, and at the same time preemptively said what Du Chuanchang was going to say, his tone was full of contempt, and every word he said made Du Chuanchang's face even more ugly: "Then the deity will let you die directly, so as to save the trouble of finding the deity in the future." As he spoke, his two sleeves waved violently, and he directly used the so-called inner family heavy technique to shoot out two purple-black demon shadows.

Du Chuanchang didn't dodge, he knew that he couldn't dodge, the only thing he could do at this time was to suddenly pull out the uncertain storm from the placket of his clothes, hold one end of it with his hand, and sweep it over like a stick.

A wet chill rose in the air, Du Chuanchang maximized the mystery of killing Dao, and swept with all his might, not only successfully breaking the lower grade mysterious weapon in his hand into several sections, but also successfully blocking the two dragon-like black shadows sent out by Feng Lieshan, and finally did not directly pierce his chest by them.

There was a loud and dull thud of heavy objects colliding in the air. The transparent wind pressure spread out in all directions, blowing Du Chuanchang backwards. He stepped back another 5 meters, and then unfolded a poly as fast as he could, recovering his battered body as fast as he could. The pill he swallowed was only at this time when it really exerted its maximum effect, and wisps of majestic medicinal power poured into his meridians, blood vessels, and even nerves, allowing him to recover quickly with the help of Juyuanshi. Before Feng Lieshan could continue to make moves, he had finally regained his mobility and combat effectiveness, although at this time his face was pale and his breath was weak, far from his best state.

Feng Lieshan did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, because in his eyes, Du Chuanchang was just an ant with a little background and some means. A master of the distraction period would not be afraid of a rookie in the distraction period, even if this rookie has a deadly toxin in his hands, even if this rookie is lucky enough to snoop a little bit of the meaning of the "Dao", it still can't shake his Feng Lieshan's absolute advantage as a master of the distraction period. As if humiliating Du Chuanchang, Feng Lieshan slowly retracted the weapons in his hands into his sleeves one by one, and every movement made Du Chuanchang see clearly, see clearly, and know that it was a pair of weapons that were the most restrained boxing fighters.

It was not the silver dust's black sky gang cannon, nor was it the soft whip of the purple wind scattering people, it was two purple-black, retractable short guns, each short gun was 1.45 meters long, the head of the purple-black frost cold iron, and the barrel of the gun made of purple-black special black walnut was like a casing. The whole body exudes a chaotic aura unique to the purple-black ghost true element. The two short guns were in Feng Lieshan's hands, as if they had self-awareness, and they automatically retracted and popped out. The total length is no more than 20 centimeters when it is retracted, and there are almost only two spear heads left, and when it is stretched out, it is two short spears, although it may not be farther than the attack distance of the big axe and long knife, but it must be longer than the arm and stab of any boxer, and it is completely possible to poke Feng Lieshan with one shot when the boxer has not yet touched him.

Whether it is a long spear, a short gun, or even Gabroyle's pistol, machine gun, and Gadlin gun, they are the weapons that fighters hate the most.

Du Chuanchang saw the weapon in Feng Lieshan's hand clearly, his eyes wandered slightly, but he immediately became firm again, and his dark green eyes exuded a trace of resolute and ruthless look, and at the same time, his subconscious steps back also stopped abruptly.

"Xuanqi-level spear...... Du Chuanchang muttered to himself, his voice was very soft, and it didn't let Feng Lie reach the top of the mountain in the slightest. The dark green eyes were always staring at Feng Lieshan's hands, and a pair of fleshy palms that had lost their fists were hidden in the dark green sleeves, like a hamster escaping from reality. He confronted the master of the distraction period, and no longer had any intention of retreating. Du Chuanchang, who has comprehended the way of killing, is no longer what it used to be, and his mind is as firm as a rock, he will not give up his efforts to survive just because a distracted master is in front of him, and even a master of the Tao like Wei Wuliang or Zifeng Sanren cannot make Du Chuanchang surrender without a fight.

Even if he is defeated, Du Chuanchang will do his best to kill and injure the other party, and his mentality at this time is like a wolf.

"Shadow Night...... Ghost wolf suddenly. Du Chuanchang gently spit out these five words, his figure turned into a dark green stream, his wind turned into the phantom of a three-meter-tall pitch-black giant wolf, his fingers and claws turned into the claws and fangs of a giant wolf, and a mysterious totem-like illusory light and shadow even appeared behind him.

His speed is like a hungry wolf that flies, and his energy is like the autumn when everything is withering, bleak and cold. His blow gathered all the poisonous skills of spirit and will, and as soon as he struck, he changed the color of a small piece of heaven and earth within ten meters.

The blood prison seems to be no longer a blood prison, a sudden clammy and cold wind pressure slammed into Feng Lieshan's body protection Gangfeng, Du Chuanchang's poisonous hand skills are ever-changing, and the complicated hand shadow completely conjures up the illusion of a giant wolf, every attack is like a hungry wolf's claws tearing or biting, and the highly poisonous Gangfeng is also full of waves of wildness and ruthlessness.

Feng Lieshan's sleeves were blowing in the wind, and the phantom of the evil ghost appeared behind him, and the transparent wind pushed the purple-black spear head, piercing into the illusory wolf shadow like a torrential rain. At this moment, he almost turned into a blooming jellyfish, and the boundless shadow of the spear almost turned into the countless stinger threads of the jellyfish, enveloping the illusory wolf shadow like a snare.

The wolf shadow is deformed. Streams of real blood shot out of the shadows. Immediately after the wolf shadow collapsed, the dark green figure moved sideways to the left while continuing to attack, using the trick of "Shadow Night Ghost Wolf Burst" to suppress Feng Lieshan's marksmanship, so that he did not let the Demon Wei Pavilion elders in the distraction period play at will, and coldly opened a string of bloody holes in his body. Feng Lieshan on the other side will not obediently stand in place and let a junior bombard indiscriminately. He moved around with square feet, and actually walked out of a set of strange footwork in Du Chuanchang's attack, with ghostly shadows, his body floating, and the spear he stabbed out was a gun to kill him, and gradually had the momentum to suppress Du Chuanchang.

The two of them were fighting around, dodging each other's moves in the sideways, and at the same time they had to command Gangfeng to attack each other's vital points, causing the two to stagger several times, and then rushed back to continue the struggle. Feng Lieshan's pitch-black figure slowly became calm, and his slender figure showed a ghostly mystery and nobility in the crimson blood prison, with big sleeves flying, short spears like snakes, and every time he stabbed out, he could make the opponent's blood splash. Du Chuanchang's dark green figure is becoming more and more embarrassed. The illusory wolf had disappeared, the robes were dyed bright red, and although a pair of poisonous hands still emitted a translucent poisonous mist, they could only barely parry the purple-black spear heads that were ejected from the opposite side.

Finally, Du Chuanchang was forced into the corner of the blood prison by the scheming Feng Lieshan, and there was no way to avoid it.

"It's over so soon...... What else does a hairy boy in the body want to bargain for in the hands of the deity?" Feng Lieshan looked at Du Chuanchang, who was gasping violently, as if he was looking at a deer that was about to be captured by him, his demeanor and tone were full of contempt and reasonableness, and that flat tone really made Du Chuanchang feel a sense of hopelessness.

Du Chuanchang lowered his head, hid his hands in his sleeves, and refused to come out to meet people. He didn't look at Feng Lieshan's victorious face, and his eyes were unconsciously staring at a loser at his feet.

That was Liang Yunguang, Liang Yunguang who was defeated by Zhenwu, but Zhenwu was defeated by Feng Lieshan.

Liang Yunguang lay on his back on the ground, his eyes tightly closed, as if he was no longer willing to look at this miserable world. Du Chuanchang stared at his face, trying to calm his breathing.

The wind pressure blew Du Chuanchang's tattered robe, and he didn't need to look at him to know that the two sharp spear heads were about to pierce his chest. At this moment, he no longer has the physical strength to dodge.

Du Chuanchang suddenly crushed a silver tooth, kicked Liang Yunguang's body into the air with a flying kick, and then his left hand suddenly came out of his sleeve, grabbed Liang Yunguang's hair, and dragged him in front of him.

The sound of metal piercing flesh rang out continuously. Du Chuanchang took another sideways step, dodging the head of the gun that had plummeted, and this time, he was not injured.

Liang Yunguang opened his mouth suddenly, and a wisp of dark red blood slowly flowed down from the corner of his mouth. His eyeballs bulged, and the whites of his eyes quickly covered with fine bloodshots. He looked at Feng Lieshan in a daze, at the person he had always respected the most, and at the umbrella that he had always tried to please, with a confused and dazed expression. In his black eyes, there seemed to be many layers of emotion flowing in an instant, but in the end, they were frozen in a heart-wrenching confused and illusory look. His face was so innocent, even though dark red blood began to flow from all seven orifices, he still maintained that innocent look. At this time, he was used as a shield by Du Chuanchang's hair, and his not wide chest was pierced by Feng Lieshan's short spear, and his chest and back exploded together with four flesh-and-blood Da Kolong, and the blood washed and shredded the broken organs from the wound and poured them on the soft ground under his feet.

The pitch-black Demon Wei Pavilion robe was almost completely bright red, and the surface of Liang Yunguang's skin was glowing with a burst of cyan luster, and then one after another, the undead the size of a fly's head emerged from that layer of cyan and blue luster, and rose into the air fluttering, which was the last little bit of Gangfeng in his dantian, the Gangfeng of the [ghost] attribute. His wind dissipated, and his soul departed this world with these tiny spirits.

His eyes rolled quickly, and his innocent expression looked a little vicious at this time. Opposite him, Elder Feng Lieshan of the Demon Pavilion, also glanced at him a little confused, and in the first second, Elder Feng even forgot to take back the short spear.

For the first second, he felt a hint of regret, a hint of regret that had been built up for years had been lost. The people of the Demon Dao are not ruthless, but unrighteous, no matter how cold Elder Feng Lieshan is, he still has some feelings for a disciple who accompanies him and serves wholeheartedly.

It's just that he only regretted Liang Yunguang's death, or that he killed Liang Yunguang with his own hands, for a second, that's all. It is impossible for him to have any grief for Liang Yunguang's death, and he will never have any nostalgia for his short life, let alone any guilt or uneasiness.

He was able to give a second of regret to the death of a disciple who had entered the body, or a second of care, which was the highest reward for this disciple. Liang Yunguang should be able to smile at Jiuquan. After all, he used his short life and servile service, errand help before and after the saddle, and flattery that would never be the same, in exchange for a second's pause from an elder of the Demon Wing Pavilion after his death, which was already very good. People in the Demon Dao are cold by nature, unkind and unjust, and the rules of rank are greater than everything, as a disciple, what can Liang Yunguang ask for?

In this way, in the most difficult and vicious blood prison in the Red Blood Secret Realm, another person in the "Three Talents of the Demon Pavilion" also fell. The "Three Talents of the Demon Pavilion", who were once famous in the world of Demon Dao monks for their "full of wisdom", were once idolized by countless Demon Dao monks, and were even regarded as the mainstay of tomorrow's Demon Dao by many righteous people, but they were wiped out in the internal turmoil of the Demon Path itself. Many years later, this event was characterized as the self-destruction of the Great Wall of the Demon Pavilion.

Feng Lieshan didn't expect that he would kill Liang Yunguang so inadvertently, he spent a second regretting this disciple with a very flexible brain and a very bright future, but it was his pause for such a second that gave Du Chuanchang, who was in a desperate situation, a chance to completely turn the tables.

At the moment when Feng Lieshan's short spear pierced Liang Yunguang's body. In addition to moving sideways and dodging, Du Chuanchang also did another thing, that is, he used his right hand to crush the "Thunder Wolf Dragon Medicine" hidden in his sleeve.

Du Chuanchang's carefully blended 2 bottles of Thunder Wolf Dragon Medicine have added a little bit of "Hui Guang San", which can make any poison person barely survive for an hour, he is not kind, but really hopes to be able to appreciate the desperate and helpless face of the poisoner. (To be continued.) )