In the middle of the crowd, a goose-yellow figure rushed towards the cold spring with all its might, and the sleeve on its right suddenly nearly doubled, turning into a huge bell. In the wide sleeves, the wind and thunder gathered, and the whirlwind carried the lightning, shining on the blue aura of the awl. The goose-yellow figure stopped, facing the cold spring whose face was ruined and even lost an eye.

The plain white wide sleeves hung down weakly, and the white poisonous power came out from inside, turning into a faint white air current, which could only blow the low sleeves to sway slightly. A pair of white and tender plain hands, with sharp steel claws made of gold, the flamboyant shape is intimidating, but there is not much actual attack power. The cold spring, which was almost opened, calmed down slightly, and saw Xu Mengli's heroic figure in the blurred vision, and a monstrous jealousy and humiliation immediately erupted in the abdomen. The remorse and weakness of the wrong decision, perhaps paused in her almost leaky mind for a second, and she didn't know where to go. As she breathed slowly, she let a trace of blood-red air slowly seep into the fiery white poisonous power.

"Want to fight hard?" Xu Mengli, who was in a good situation, sneered, and there was a blood-colored breeze on her body: "The slave family accompanies you......"

"You bastard! You actually dare to deceive this palace! You lowly rotten people, these rotten vegetables and leaves that are too old to be eaten by others! Obviously, you are cultivating the "Interpretation of the Heart Sutra"! Why are you still not afraid of the love needle of this palace!" Leng Quan roared, forcibly tearing the yellow bird-like tone into the voice of the uncle, the red air flow on her body suddenly flourished, and quickly withered, only transparent ripples appeared in the void air, and colorless wind pressure swirled around her body, which was the strongest force she could mobilize at the moment - Breaking Xuan.

"For this moment, the slave family has worked hard since ten years ago, practicing during the day, scattering at night, several degrees of life and death, and finally cleared the root of the "Interpretation of the Heart Sutra" from the body, and after setting up Yang Ziyi, the slave family also deliberately chose a very ordinary magic skill for themselves, day and night, and did not dare to relax the slightest, so that they have today's achievements- Can you think that we can select people from among the young disciples who can be cultivated, and practice other divine skills, although they can get out of control, but they can't become a climate in the short term, how can we not think of it as the daughter of the interpretation of the world's spiritual show? ! The slave family and several of the most powerful people around the slave family are all like this, as for those women who have fallen under the cover on their bodies, they are not very motivated, and the slave family is not easy to force. As if to reassure the deceased, Xu Mengli narrated the deepest arrangement of the Interpretation Sect, and said in a cold spring blue and white: "In the Interpretation Sect, it is not only those junior new disciples who are completely unrestricted by the cover door. ”

When she finished speaking, as if she had made a final conclusion about the biggest enemy facing the new Interpretation Sect in front of her, she threw the awl in her hand at the moment when the words fell.

Behind the awl, there was a shiny cold iron chain, the end of which went deep into the cuffs, obviously being chained to Xu Mengli's arm.

The awl burst through the forehead of the cold spring in an instant like a javelin, and the white poisonous power frantically surrounded it, repeatedly wearing the cold sharp cone and the incomparably hard cold iron chains, but it was useless, the poison of the cold spring was far from the point where it could corrode and melt the mysterious weapon.

Everything was frozen at this moment, and the Interpretation Sect seemed to be victorious.

However, at this moment, the mutation suddenly occurred.

In that most unpredictable moment, victory and defeat, life and death, were completely reversed.

That was already beyond that, Xu Mengli just heard a whistle, and then felt that someone had hammered her on the back of the head, her eyes were dark, and she completely fainted, and the cold spring in front of him also rolled her eyes at the same time, and she fell completely and irretrievably.

【A few minutes ago】

The collapse of the Demon Pavilion, which happened so suddenly. Before Elder Feng could even react, he was carried back and up by the scattered crowd.

In the crowd of black-robed people, many black hands and claws came from out of sight, and several times they wanted to push him down and turn him into a stepping stone, wanting to exchange the death of the noble elder for the life of a humble disciple, but the body protection cover on Elder Feng's body was too strong, so he was not pushed down the stairs by the surging crowd like the stick around him, and became a merry flesh under the embroidered shoes.

Feng Lieshan could only be depressed about this, but he didn't dare to have any anger, although he had a vicious mind, he had a little bit of a daring personality. He knew that when he ordered to use temporary disciples as meat shields to block the front, and exchanged the sacrifice of almost a thousand people for hundreds of people, the military spirit among the disciples of the Demon Pavilion no longer existed. The area where he and his Mowei Pavilion are located is not the ancient Gabroyl known as the Earth, but the other world known as the Gangfeng Continent, in this world, duels are still the rule of heaven, so as a general, you can't abandon your subordinates, and you can also become a knight that must be obeyed. Abandoning his subordinates can indeed be exchanged for a chance to survive, but at the same time, he will inevitably lose the dignity of a warrior, and a warrior without dignity is destined to have no social appeal in a real critical moment.

Since the millennium of civilization, all countries, all teams, all organizations and all forces in this world have been fighting back and forth, just a force, a spirit, inherited and inherited, passed down is a community of spirit and interests, and the wind of drumming in the hands is just a form of expression.

Elder Feng didn't understand this, otherwise he could be regarded as smart, why was he far inferior to Wei Wuliang, who could be called dull, in the eyes of the Demon Heart, and he was so famous that no matter how talented she was, she couldn't get the true inheritance, and she was only an elder in the distraction realm?

Elder Feng himself didn't know, but he was "very experienced" to know that at this time, the disciples of the Demon Wei Pavilion and even the elders of the Qi Transformation Pavilion were already trusted, otherwise, with his personality, he would not have the cheekiness to stick to the cold ass of the blazing white peony. In the end, he just wanted to win over one or several people in the Blazing White Peony as a backer, and use the "officials" to subdue the "people" who were becoming more and more disobedient.

He was thrust up the stairs by the crowd and down a steel-paved walkway. He roared, and couldn't help but shout many threatening words, but he didn't let anyone obey his command, he could only be dragged forward, and if he slowed down a little, he would feel the canopy sway, obviously being hit hard by a disciple or some kind of stick that had lost his mind, and he watched as several disciples around him who seemed to want to stand with him were knocked to the ground by a punch from a fellow disciple who rushed from behind, and then stepped on countless feet.

In the chaotic crowd, Feng Lieshan suddenly felt an abnormality in the wind behind him, and a suffocating sense of threat arose from his heart. He hurriedly urged the divine power, condensed a giant axe composed of wind pressure outside the body protection shield, guided by his fist, and turned around and smashed it without hesitation.

The colorless giant axe slashed through the twisted and vibrating air, colliding with a solid short knife, and instantly collapsed into a wave. Feng Lieshan's heart sank, and he suddenly found that the black robe full of eyes had been changed into a goose-yellow long skirt at some point, and the two were holding a single knife, staring at him with willow eyebrows, and in the next second, one of them suddenly raised the short knife, gathering the dazzling thunder light composed of Liulan Mystery, and slashed at him.

The power of wind and thunder formed an arc-shaped sword qi in the air, which could be launched almost to a foot away from the tip of the sword. Elder Feng's expression was solemn, his hands retracted into his cuffs, and then he violently pushed forward.

Like an oolong coming out of a hole, two black streams of light erupted from Elder Feng's sleeves and stabbed straight into the throats of the two half-aged. This was the weapon that Elder Feng had worn all his life, and five years ago, when he fought against Du Chuanchang in the Red Blood Secret Realm, he had used a similar telescopic spear.

Despite the changes in the sky, the birth of the Five Books and other events, the warriors still exerted their ingenuity, selected one or two weapons that they were most comfortable with, overcame many difficulties, and modified the number of moves and power skills of the weapons to the limit, so as to maintain their original attack power to the greatest extent. This pair of telescopic spear-style weapons was Elder Feng's remembrance of all the past before the Heavenly Change.

Just like five years ago, the spear head that suddenly burst out had the speed of a hidden weapon, and was much more powerful than a hidden weapon. The pitch-black spear head that rotated on its own, with the aura unique to the mysterious weapon and the dark and chaotic wind pressure unique to the power of the fierce ghost, slowly and firmly broke through the body protection shield of the two women of the Interpretation Sect like a drill through a steel plate, but was dodged by him lightly and nimbly. One of them even stepped sideways, and the steel knife in his hand slashed towards Feng Lieshan's left cheek with a thunderous and fierce and majestic wind pressure.

From the moment she made a move, Feng Lieshan knew that he was no match for any of them. The two of them may not be well-known in the Interpretation Sect, but the problem is that their strength is above the triple path of the Convergence Dao.

Elder Feng and the two of them competed, the only chance of winning was the mysterious weapon in his hand, the so-called weapon is stronger than people, a pair of good mysterious weapon iron guns, at any time, is the foundation of Elder Feng's life.

And in order to exert the power of the iron spear, Elder Feng had to keep a certain distance, and at this time, he had to follow the example of the silver-haired young man who had been killed by him and played kite tactics with the two women.

The divine power is running, the divine power is added, and at the same time, the heavens are coming, and everyone must not take the initiative to retreat, and they must not bully more or less, otherwise they will lose their body protection and their strength will be reduced by three to five percent. Elder Feng was in a state of being besieged at this time, and he didn't dare to take a step back, so he could only flash to the side like a fox, keep a distance of about two meters from one of them, and rotate the handle of the gun in reverse with both hands, relying on the not very clever threading in the hollow barrel, so that the two gun heads rotated rapidly and retracted into the sleeves.

At this moment, the heavens descended, and a soft repulsive force that was not strong expanded in the air between the two Interpretation Sect elders, forming a transparent ripple. The two old women glanced at each other, one put away his sword and continued to move forward, while the other flowed down, ready to kill the biggest executioner who had caused the destruction of the Xie Yu Sect with his own hands.

The wind element in the air stirred up, like a savage spectator watching an underground boxing match. The shouts of these elements were a shroud that could be gathered around the body by two saint-level warriors. Feng Lieshan politely played a water sleeve technique, meaning that he mainly attacked with hidden weapons, and the other party should be prepared. Although he has now abandoned most of the hidden weapons, the two spears in his hands are simply the ultimate enlarged version of the silk flying needle, and it is probably not too much to say that they are hidden weapons, but the power of those two spears is simply comparable to the flying board axe of Silver Dust.

Seeing his performance, the elder of the Interpretation Sect in front of him showed a very disdainful smile, and simply inserted the short knife in his hand into the scabbard behind his back: "Ignorant junior, dare to get an axe!" she sneered at Feng Lieshan, who was much older than herself, and embarrassed Feng Lieshan raised his sleeve and rubbed his nose vigorously. The so-called high-level playing big names, what the other party says Elder Feng has to listen to, and he is not convinced?

Roaring, insulting, sarcastic, and ridiculing these "psychological warfare" methods can shake the morale of the army, hit morale, and have a certain impact on the military situation, but it cannot cause any visible interference in cultivation, realm, strength, and the number of ways to advance in a single duel. Heaven is a duel, strong is strong, weak is weak, except for the heaven-sent divine soldiers who reverse the victory and defeat of life and death, the gap in any small realm is an insurmountable gap. Therefore, for people with a certain amount of experience like Feng Lieshan and the elders of the Reconciliation Sect, the mutual cynicism before the battle began was basically omitted.

At the moment when Feng Lieshan wiped his nose, Elder Xie Yuzong took it seriously that there was a double happiness dragon and phoenix Chengxiang big water sleeve ten thousand blessing gift in front of him, which made Elder Feng stunned. This is the first half of the blessing of the "Audience Gift" dedicated to the patriarch of the Yellow Banner by the slaves of Jianzhou, and the three kneeling and nine knocks equivalent to the face saint will be connected later. The only purpose of the Northern Samurai and the Central Plains Samurai to use this big water sleeve technique is to show that their hidden weapon technology has reached the transformation realm, which can make the hidden weapon that is shot out turn or even reverse, because without such a technique, the dragon and phoenix Chengxiang big water sleeve will not appear in the Central Plains people's unique "double happiness" water sleeve pattern, and it will become the same "flat flower" style as the Jianzhou slave, and it has become a joke for people to kowtow and kneel.

When Feng Lieshan saw two spinning double happiness flowers appear in the pair of goose-yellow sleeves, he secretly said that something was wrong, so he hurriedly shook his hand first, and shot three lancets unexpectedly.

These three knives are not connected to the silk, they are the "guy who pins down the enemy" who really launches it, and the lancet is filled with black ghost power, once the blood is seen, the middle person is confused after all, and he is confused, and he loses his combat effectiveness in a short time.