Everyone's step by step pressing, making Leng Yan almost crazy, he turned back step by step, for fear that Zhang Yiyang would pull the trigger in his hand, of course, he didn't know what the trigger was, but he knew that as long as the other party gently hooked his fingers, the latter would erupt flames from the iron pipe, which was amazingly powerful.

"Don't... No... No...!"

Leng Annihilation rose from the ground, didn't care about the body, flew away and fled, but after running out of a thousand meters, he was surprised to find that the other party did not shoot, nor did he catch up, and after careful inspection, it turned out that the young man at the moment had reached the critical moment of breakthrough.

"Hmph... Hum... God won't kill me!"

Leng Annihilation's relief made Brother Shan and the others also feel sorry, and secretly said in their hearts: "It's broken! This is the last thing they want to see at this moment." ”

"What should I do?"

Some people in the crowd have already retreated, otherwise they wouldn't have asked Brother Xiangshan.

Brother Shan also saw sweat on his head, he knew the fate of his rebellion, looked at each other coldly, and finally persuaded: "Since it has reached this point, what can I do?

Who would have thought that the Demon Venerable of the Demon Domain would actually kill each other at the last moment, but everything is developing normally, like right now, if everyone listens to Brother Shan, then it seems a little abnormal.

Seeing the people who were gradually surrounding and suppressing him, the demon queen shouted coldly: "Have you ever thought about what you are going to do? Lord Leng is now in the realm of the six-rank demon venerable, even if you add them together, there is no guarantee to kill him? I think it's better to forget it, now that everything can be turned back, my demon queen is willing to intercede for him and keep him from dying!

As soon as these words were opened, everyone looked at each other, and finally looked at Leng Yan, who first snorted coldly, and then looked at Brother Shan angrily and said: "Everyone else can do it, but your Brother Shan can't, wait to bear my anger!"

Leng Yan's words obviously gave the enchantress an affirmation, and sure enough, everyone turned against each other and surrounded Brother Shan again, everything seemed to be full of drama at this moment, but Zhang Yiyang at this time had no intention of appreciating it, just like Leng Yan saw, he had reached the edge of a critical breakthrough, and he was just one step away from reaching the realm of the Sixth Rank Xuanzun.

Brother Shan is dead, the liberation of death, the power of dozens of attacks together is indescribable, sometimes our lives are like this, often there is no lack of such wall grass, bullying the weak.

At this time, Leng Yan looked at Zhang Yiyang again, the expression on his face was full of excitement, this excitement came from hatred, whether it was the death of his younger brother or the loss of face, he deserved to die anyway.

Leng Yan took out his weapon and pointed it at Zhang Yiyang, the expression on his face became hideous again, and what he was holding in his hand was a pitch-black knife, the blade of which was glowing with black light, revealing a chill.

"Brother, look, is this the Black Abyss Demon Knife that ranks ninth in the Demon Soldier Ranking?"

"I guess, I've seen it in books, it's like this!"

Some of the people knew the origin of the knife and could not help but speculate.

Hearing him say this, everyone sweated again, and they were all cheering for the dead mountain brother in their hearts.

"It's good that I didn't fight against Lord Leng, otherwise the end would really be miserable! It is said that the Black Abyss Demon Knife can devour people's souls, making people never be able to live beyond life, and I don't know if it's true!"

Everyone's doubts made the man with the mustache interested.

The man first touched the mustache under his nose, and then coughed lightly to attract everyone's attention.

Sure enough, one of them chimed in: "The old gentleman is only eight years old, you must recognize the knife in the hand of this cold master! Tell me, is this the Black Abyss Demon Knife?"

The man with the beard stroked his sideburns coquettishly, looked at the black blade in Lord Leng's hand and said, "This is indeed the Black Abyss Demon Knife!"

Hearing that his words were affirmed, the man who had said that he had seen it in the book before said happily: "Look, I'm right!"

But the next sentence of the eight-character beard said: "Although this is the Black Abyss Demon Knife, it is imitated, only its shape but not its soul!"

"What do you mean?"

"yes, what the hell do you mean!"

Everyone's doubts were soon revealed.

"The real Black Abyss Demon Knife has its soul, which is what we call a weapon soul, and as we all know, only the nine great demon soldiers in the Demon Domain are equipped with a weapon soul. As you know, the soul is arrogant, if the master's realm is low, then it will devour the soul and make it a slave, and now you can see what changes the cold master has?"

"Ahh I see!"

"I see, teachable!"

This time, everyone's praise did not make the man with the mustache complacent, because he was staring at Lord Leng intently, raising the knife in his hand and slashing at the young man who was about to break through.