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In the meeting hall of the Cangtian Sword Sect, the heads of the eight major sects gathered together, each with a serious expression, as if they were discussing something important. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Sitting in the middle of the council hall was a white-haired old man, although his appearance was aging, but his whole body exuded a strong sword intent, giving all the heads of the council hall a burst of coercion, the old man's name was Cangtian, he was the head of the Cangtian Sword Sect, his strength was at the second-order spirit level, and he was the strongest of the eight major sects.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have gathered all of you here today to discuss the extermination of the Yellow Sect. What the light yellow faction did, people and gods are angry, it should really be killed and then quickly, but the head of the light yellow faction is too strong, if we don't unite and work with one heart and one mind, I'm afraid it will be difficult to defeat the light yellow faction, even if it is united, the odds of winning are not too big, so please also ask the heads to give advice and discuss the plan. Cang Tian said in a deep voice.

"To deal with the Yellow faction, it will not work by force alone, we should believe that knowledge is power, and this extermination operation should be outwitted. I have brought here a few copies of the "Art of War", which introduce in detail how to rely on wisdom to defeat more with less, and defeat the strong with the weak, as long as you carefully study this book these days and master the tactics in it, you will definitely be able to exterminate the light yellow faction!"

According to me, we should sprinkle poison around their light yellow faction, pollute the environment around the light yellow faction, destroy the local ecological balance, after the ecological environment is out of balance, it will lead to land salinization, desertification of green space, after the deterioration of land conditions, as long as it rains, it will lead to mudslides, and without the obstruction of trees, the rain will form a flash flood, and at that time, the light yellow faction will be attacked by mudslides and mountain floods, so we will not have to do it ourselves. A middle-aged man with glasses sitting next to Qingcheng pushed his glasses and said seriously. The middle-aged man's name is Huanfei, and he is the head of the environmental faction.

The environmental school, which is the fifth school, practices exercises that are closely related to nature, so they also pay special attention to the natural environment.

"Idiot, don't the disciples of the Light Yellow Sect know how to escape? Just wait there for the mudslides and flash floods to wipe them out? Also, the ecological balance of the Light Yellow Sect has been destroyed, and our Eight Great Sects are not far from the Light Yellow Sect, if we are implicated, what do you say?" scolded an emaciated old man next to Huan Fei.

The old man's name is Undercurrent, from the sixth major sect - the secret weapon faction, specializing in the use of hidden weapons, don't look at him skinny, his body, at least there are no less than 100 hidden weapons, these hidden weapons can directly break through the Dou Qi barrier, if nothing else, can easily kill everyone present.

But these hidden weapons have a fatal flaw - because the hidden weapons are made of metal, they will rust after being stained with blood, and if they are rusted for a lifetime, the hidden weapons will lose their attack power, and without attack power, they need to be rebuilt and re-created a set of such hidden weapons, at least two months.

Therefore, although the hidden weapon is powerful, it is all disposable, if there are too many enemies, then the person who releases the hidden weapon can only wait for death after releasing the hidden weapon.

"Then what do you say? Do you plan to use your one-time secret weapon?" Huan Fei was scolded by the undercurrent as a fool, and his heart was extremely unhappy, but he was afraid of his secret weapon, so he could only refute it in a questioning tone.

"It's a thousand times better than your stupid approach. The undercurrent said in a strange voice.

"Your methods are simply corrupting the social atmosphere, distorting human nature, and degrading morality. Huanfei retorted again.

"That's enough, the enemy is current, our eight major sects should live in harmony and help each other in the same boat, Seventh Elder, can you tell me what you think?" Cang Tian calmed down the battle of words between Huanfei and Undercurrent, and his eyes shifted to a dark-skinned man sitting in the west.

The man's name is Oba Niu, and he comes from a country called Goose Inn, which is called in a foreign language. Although Oba Niu is generally talented, and his appearance is honest and dark-skinned, he has studied hard and achieved the first-order spiritual level through his own efforts, winning respect and reputation.

In order to spread the culture that their geese did not gnaw and promote the exchange between Fanwai and mainlanders, he founded a sect called Fanyu School. Once the Fanyu School was founded, it attracted a large number of disciples, and day and night, there were more and more disciples, and its influence became more and more extensive, and finally developed into one of the nine schools in the world.

Originally, Cang Tian didn't plan to invite Oba Niu, but considering Oba Niu's strength, he could help them, so he invited him over.

"Everyone, I want to punish everyone in the fat field to unify the gold attack and light yellow faction, and I also fat pigs, everyone is doing their best, like sex me, I can wake up!" After all, Oba Niu is from outside the fan, and he doesn't understand the language of the mainlanders, and it is already unsatisfactory to be able to express his own meaning.

"In this case, there is no satisfactory result in the discussion today, continue tomorrow, if there are no other problems, then dismiss the meeting!" Cang Yan ordered.

"Hey, and me, I haven't said it yet!" a man in his fifties with a disheveled hair is dressed in rags, holding an erhu and playing barefoot, looking like a postmodern artist. Behind him was a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old.

"Phantom Three, why are you here? I didn't invite you. Seeing the man, Cang Tian frowned.

Phantom Sound Three, is the head of the Phantom Sound School, the strength is only the eighth-order master, is the weakest of the eight major sects, the Phantom Sound School makes good use of musical instruments, with fighting spirit to infuse the musical instruments, a song of liver and intestines, where to find a bosom friend at the end of the world!

"Hehe, guys, I'm sorry that someone came uninvited today, but I tell you that I have a good plan to deal with the Pale Yellow Faction!" said Phantom Three, swearingly.

"With your level of garbage, you don't even have the qualifications to speak here!" Cang Tian said in a stern tone, not taking Phantom Deflated Three in his eyes at all, and there was really no need for this.

"Hmph, I won't show you a hand, you don't know my real strength, Xiaoqiang, put on headphones, and play and sing a song "Wild Son" for the teacher!"

The boy named Xiaoqiang immediately took out two blue tooth-like earmuffs and put them on, for fear that his movements would slow down. And the other seven heads, each of them is disdainful and doesn't take Phantom Deflated Three in their eyes.

"Below, a song "Wild Son" is for everyone. ”

Phantom Mi San bowed symbolically, and then, playing the erhu, began to sing Yezi.

If you don't open your mouth, it's enough, and when you open your mouth, the ground will collapse!

"Why the stronger the wind, the more my heart is swinging............ Blow, blow, blow...... My pride indulges...... Proud outlook ......"

Phantom three to estrus male donkey panting singing, the use of the body pelvic and bladder muscles to resonate, neurons continue to emit synapses, in order to stimulate the body cells to make sound, the sound is intermittent, sometimes clear, sometimes blurred, sometimes prolonged, sometimes short, like a ram constipation, the stool stuck at the door, a "long call to come out" embarrassing appearance, so that all the elders present a period of nausea retching, face like earth.

For a while, his mind was full of phantom and deflated three demonic but extremely harmful voices, and the elders whose strength was at the first-order spirit level only felt that their hearts were in severe pain, and their prostates were affected. Cang Tian was even more cold sweat, his heart was beating faster, and the fighting qi barrier couldn't stop Phantom Three's singing at all, and Phantom San's singing voice passed directly through the eardrum and reached everyone's hearts.

Phantom San's vocal parts are even more peculiar, not using the vocal cords, his dull and sometimes clear voice at that time makes people feel that something is stuck in his throat, and he can't swallow it and can't spit it out, just like there is a mouthful of phlegm in his throat, obviously he is going to spit it out in the next second, but when he wants to spit out of his mouth, he swallows it into his throat again, and so on, the taste of this phlegm has changed.

The seven heads were nauseated, fell to the ground, and shouted to stop, such a singing voice is really soul-stirring, listening to the song of Phantom Three, it is like eating a big and sticky booginius, which makes people uncomfortable. The elder whose strength is at the first-order spirit level is already so disgusted that his whole body is pale, and he is in a cold sweat, and he will soon go to the west, and the strength of the sky is at the second-order spirit level, and the situation is slightly better, but his face is still pale, and his whole body is already weak, and he wants to stop the phantom three, but he has no strength.

"Master, stop singing, they can't stand it anymore. The boy named Xiaoqiang took off his headphones unscathed and stopped the performance of Phantom Three.

The singing finally stopped. All the elders were pale, and the strength was slightly inferior and they were about to go to the west, and when they saw that the phantom three stopped singing, they all showed a knowing smile, and this nightmare finally stopped.

"Now you know how good I am! I have something to do today, and tomorrow, I will see you there. Xiaoqiang, let's go. ”

"Yes, master. ”

The master and apprentice dodged, but they had disappeared, this kind of means was not at all something that the eighth-order master could have, it seemed that he was indeed underestimated.