However, Silver Dust's counterattack was the cruelty of the blood splashing.

He raised his hand lightly, and a spell-casting gesture combined with the Devil's Famous Water Sleeve Kung Fu came out, and a pure black bone-piercing awl shot out of the sleeve, hitting the back of the Returning Elder fiercely, and the latter had not had time to turn around at this time.

The black mang rose from the ground and turned into a black sarcophagus, and the next second the screams and the sound of the mechanism turning sounded at the same time, and three seconds later, the black coffin turned into a black cloud and drifted away, and the Returning Elder fell to the sky with blood spurting all over his body.

Dark Arcane, Broken Moon, Black Coffin.

"How can it be ?!!" Xu Mengli covered the place where she was hit by Yinchen's punch, trembling and screaming: "How can it be possible to launch a staggered defense break ?!! at such a distance"

"This is the Demon Pavilion's Sect Peerless Learning, Flashback Instant Breakthrough Defense, the final battle of the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa, of course, a top-level divine skill like "Lingyun Battle Heavenly Decision" also has similar abilities. The mage patiently explained, his low and hoarse voice, the more he explained, the greater the psychological pressure on the people of the Interpretation Sect.

The extremely close staggered defense was replaced by silver dust, and the set of actions he had just made was actually all due to Wei Wuliang's inheritance. Although the "Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa" is only a not too high-level inheritance in his hands, as an inheritor, he will never let go of any opportunity to carry it forward.

Xu Mengli had no choice at all, she could only bite her lip without saying a word, waved her hand and turned around, the posture was like trying to drive away a fly, at this time, Han Chan'er, who was an elder, jumped up and yelled at Xu Mengli: "Sect Master, it's a ...... to keep such a dangerous person."

There will never be a second half of her words, because a crossbow arrow with a thunder fire bullet fell directly into the pile of girls who understood the language sect, followed by a loud bang, and then all kinds of crying fathers and mothers.

"Ballista?!" Xu Mengli turned around like a whirlwind, but saw the second arrow shooting straight towards her with a huge wind pressure, and before she could react, she saw Yinchen suddenly raise her sleeves and send out a black streamer into the air, hitting the crossbow arrow, and blasting it in the air.

"True King, stop attacking!" Yinchen said coldly, his voice was still very clear even in the sound of the huge river, no crossbow arrows were fired, but the people of the Interpretation Sect were all disgusted whether they were injured or frightened.

Han Chan'er knelt on the ground with a thud and prostrated deeply, at this time, she realized that the person in front of her was a red man in the eyes of the True King, or more precisely, she only realized at this time that the True King Force, who controlled the most elite legion and the most cutting-edge armament research and development of the Southern Empire, even if there was no divine skill, it was still not something that the people of the Interpretation Sect could deal with.

The ballista, the important weapon of the country, in the hearts of the girls from the Le Fang of the Xie Yu Sect, is at the same level as the ultimate holy weapon, and it belongs to the overlord equipment that no matter how many people you go up, you don't want to shake it, and subconsciously believe that it is invincible, and there is no courage and motivation to fight against it, and the ballista, at this moment, actually directly replaces the authority of the true king.

After crossing the bridge, Yinchen actually took out all four ballistas and handed them over to the true king Zhao Lingyun, because after crossing the bridge, maybe he would have to clash head-on with Mingquan and Zhao Detian, and it was essential to prepare for war.

What's more, in the underground cavity washed out by the river, the dome is high enough, and the river bank is also very wide, and it doesn't matter if the four ballista cars are side by side.

The crossbow arrows were no longer fired, but the bodies of the girls of the Interpretation Sect who were injured by the thunderbolt fire would not recover, ten people were directly torn to pieces, and more than two dozen were beaten to the point that their whole bodies were covered with blood holes, and they immediately died, and the remaining dozen people were slightly injured, but they also bled endlessly, and fell to the ground wailing, the sisters around them didn't care what the relationship was on weekdays, at this time, when they saw such a tragic situation in the same door, they were frightened, pity and grief, and they all cried, and there was a sad voice when they landed, which was enough to break the heart of the iron and stone. Silver Dust turned around and looked at the terrible scene in front of him, and the figure of the beggar girl finally charging to the death appeared in front of him. I can't help but look at it in a fog.

"Yating, I won't make any more mistakes. He muttered in a low voice, and suddenly teleported directly behind Han Chan'er, snatched the knife from her waist, and poured all the faith he could give into it.

Faith enchanted, the soul of the Chinese gods.

Yinchen didn't know that in the era when the Chinese civilization was the most developed, the style of the Chinese people was no different from his behavior at this time, the enemy was the enemy, humanitarianism was humanitarianism, no matter what the outside world commented, they always insisted on their own way, their own code of conduct. Yinchen didn't know this, he only knew that he had to do something now, it didn't matter if the Reconciliation Sect was hostile or not, it didn't matter if he was under siege, the important thing was that his current actions were only for that great "human nature", or, just for impulse.

Those girls, no matter how hard they worked, how powerful, how united, from the level of the essence of life, they couldn't hurt a single hair of themselves, even if they were still in a situation where they couldn't use the immovable hegemon.

Xu Mengli shouted at the moment when Yinchen pulled out the knife behind Han Chan'er: "Be careful!" and rushed over desperately. She decided that Yinchen wanted to take the opportunity to cut off the head of the Elder of the Interpretation Sect.

In reality, however, she only witnessed how a miracle was born.

Yinchen relied on teleportation to dodge Xu Mengli's attack. Xu Mengli pulled Han Chan'er to stand up, and saw Yinchen coming out of the space-time gate, he menacingly lit a flame on his fingertips, and a large circle appeared on the ground with a radius of three meters with him as the center, and then a half-human-high, red and golden terrible flame soared, and the two hesitated, blocked out by the high temperature of the flame.

Three seconds.

The light bloomed from the exquisitely crafted short knife, and the whole knife instantly switched from bronze to a glowing lamp, and the golden light was like the green light accidentally emitted during the silver dust test, instantly illuminating the entire underground cavity, and the silver dust did not swing the knife, nor did he use any knife techniques, or even make a cool move, just held the knife in his right hand and held it high above his head.

The golden light was like some kind of rain with substantial weight, turning into streams of light the thickness of a little finger, spraying out with a bang, and sweeping over the group of injured girls like a barrage. A ray of light struck their bloody wounds, no pain, no festering, only a miracle as fast recovery, but no matter how many times the beam swept over the blood and flesh on the ground, and how many times it swept over the dead bodies, no one would ever come back to life.

The power of silver dust cannot transcend the boundary between life and death after all.

The girls' wounds had returned to normal at a visible rate, not even scars, and in the reciprocating rain of light, they stood up one by one, and then knelt down again, kowtowing to the figure in the circle of fire. Xu Mengli couldn't stop them, she didn't even have the ability to move at this time. Her heart was full of terror and despair, full of regret and begging. At this time, she no longer had any hatred for Yinchen, but doubled her hatred for Yang Ziyi.

"This bastard, why don't you make things clear!" Xu Mengli thought desperately and resentfully, she also thought that Yinchen's strength was very strong, even as strong as herself, she had also evaluated this person very carefully and rationally, and made some plans against him accordingly, but the facts were in front of her, her assessment of Yinchen was completely wrong.

Silver Dust is not a person with very strong abilities or many means, he is not a human at all.

His strength far exceeded the highest level estimated by Xu Mengli, and it had reached a height that she couldn't understand at all, the ability of life and death, flesh and bones, except for the sky-high pills, there was no other means in the world to do it, and the boy in front of him could do it with only a piece of golden light that had no attack power at all.

Her light must be some kind of miracle. Xu Mengli concluded that it was a kind of divine skill, and that kind of divine skill was the same as all the divine skills in the world, which consumed vitality, and as long as the vitality was full, it could be used again, so in other words, he was actually equal to an unlimited amount of heavenly medicine.

Such a person, even if he doesn't know anything, even if he is simply a waste in other aspects, that is also the target that the true king disdains to protect at all costs, whoever moves him is the true king's enemy of life and death, and in the consistent style of the true king's mansion - even the princes of the northerners can be slaughtered in pieces like pigs, in the face of a Jianghu sect that has lost the protection of the rear party, under the anger, what else can he not do?

I'm afraid that a cold-blooded feast is possible!

A minute later, the light disappeared, and the short knife in Yinchen's hand cracked into many pieces with a thud, falling from the height in a very decadent manner, as if shattering the sanity of the ground. Yinchen put down his hand, extinguished the flames, and slowly walked towards those girls, he spoke to Xu Mengli without looking back, his tone was full of irreparable coldness:

"Negotiations break down, tell your people to get out of the way. ”

"Wait, will you let the True King attack us?" Xu Mengli knew that this question was stupid, but she had to ask, because if the answer was yes, then the so-called great cause of independence of the Interpretation Sect would be directly put to rest at this moment.

"No, we can pretend that we haven't met each other – it's good that the well water doesn't interfere with the river water. After Yinchen finished speaking coldly, he slowly walked through the narrow passage that the girls of the Interpretation Sect had divided by themselves. Seeing that he was about to disappear from Xu Mengli's field of vision, the new head of Xie Yuzong suddenly remembered something, and screamed in the hope that he would turn back:

"Wait a minute, you still have the Scattered Yuan Poison on you, we can give the antidote-"

"Don't bother!" said Silver Dust's voice coldly, and the person had disappeared from the periphery of the torch-illuminated vision.

A quarter of an hour later.

Silver Dust slipped into his hut and conjured a quilt to cover his body and fell asleep. And the true king Zhao Lingyun had to face the "diplomatic envoys" of the Xie Yu Sect.

"Brother Lingyun!"

"Brother Yuheng!"

The two wealthy men in the palace hugged each other tightly, and their voices were full of joy and fear for the rest of their lives. Ling Yun was okay, but he was frightened by the scene of the secret realm opening the door, and Zhao Yuheng really experienced a test of life and death.

"Brother Lingyun, the younger brother has a reluctant request. After a period of greetings, Zhao Yuheng took ten thousand promises, and even stammered a little bit to Zhao Lingyun with a substantive request.

"You say. Zhao Lingyun quietly adjusted the expression on his face and the mood in his chest, maintaining the full enthusiasm of a good brother on the surface, but he had calmed down behind his back, waiting for Zhao Yuheng to play his cards. He knew that the main drama was about to be staged.

"Xie Yuzong saved me and others in the most dangerous time, and as a person from a scholarly family, it is difficult for me to do that ungrateful thing...... Nowadays, the girls of the Interpretation Sect lack food and clothing, and they actually have to sleep on the streets (inappropriate words, referring to camping outside) on such a cold day (inappropriate word, referring to the wet and cold environment in the underground space), and there is not even a bunk, let alone a tent. Look-" Zhao Yuheng looked at Zhao Lingyun's comfortable and tidy room with bright eyes, felt the warmth of the blazing fire in the fireplace, inhaled the relatively dry and fresh air, and said meaningfully, this is also the only purpose of her trip.

He knew that at this moment, Wang Yurou and Wang Yun Fenfang sisters were working with the girls of the Sect of Reconciliation, standing in the cold and still air, looking at the tall city wall around the camp with envy.

"Sorry, that's not possible. Zhao Lingyun's voice was like a basin of ice water pouring down on his head in the cold winter, Zhao Yuheng shivered, and then asked in horror: "Impossible? Why?"

"Because even if I am a true king, it is impossible for me to say that the knights of the rivers and lakes under my command are under my control, just like you can't say what the Kinetic Interpretation Sect is going to do. Deguang, me, and you, are actually the same, and they can't help themselves. Zhao Lingyun pretended to be tired and spread his hands.

Zhao Yuheng's eyes widened: "How is it possible?

"Even if it is a scholarly sect, it is automatically superior to others in the empire, and it can't be mixed up in the so-called battles in the rivers and lakes! The people of the Jieyu Sect and the Iron Sword Gate and the Golden Sword Gate are said to have a feud! We are all people from Zhong Mingding's food family, and it is inevitable that people will laugh when they are involved in these disputes in the rivers and lakes. ”

Of course, Zhao Lingyun couldn't let the people of the Interpretation Sect enter his camp, he had to take into account the feelings of Wan Jianxin and Yang Ziyi. He and Zhao Yuheng are just friends of wine and meat, far from reaching the point of friendship, and it is impossible to be more valuable than Wan Jianxin or Yang Ziyi, who actually worked for him. Zhao Lingyun understood that people can be priceless, but friendship must be priced, staying in this cold and damp underground space for a night and staying for a month is nothing to the powerful monks of the Interpretation Sect, otherwise, they would not have been able to come here at all.