Dian Wei has been the chief engineer of the Fifth Division for too long, and he usually can't resist when he beats people. www.biquge.info Because everyone knows that rebellion can only be punished by changing the capital.

In such an arrogant environment, the days go by - the fighting skills are inevitably a little rusty.

Fortunately, Pucira traveled from Europa to Asia, sightseeing all the way, not only did she not waste her skills, but her skills also increased.

Elephant hunting, emphasis on a clever word.

The lioness has ridden on the elephant's back, and the broad latissimus dorsi is quite comfortable and steady, and it is so warm that people don't want to come down.

The elephant is gone, and the halberd is raised upward, and the wrist is bent and stabbed at the back of the neck!

Smack, the two long whips were useful at the moment, and they were tightly thrown at the root of the halberd head and wrapped around a few more times. Staggered, hey-

Sheng put a metal splint on Dian Wei!

He's an upright man, and he won't let go if he doesn't let go.

This pair of iron halberds has been used for nearly nine hundred years from the yang world to the underworld, and they will never give up. How can you just give it to a girl? He's quite principled. I'd rather be locked on the back of my neck by my arms and weapons than compromise!

Puciela was almost touched by the stupid guy too. It's always admirable to do everything to the extreme—including stupidity.

She sighed softly, her hands still pulling the whip back, her left knee pressed against the spine, and her right leg pushed straight towards the opponent's neck.

It was as if a thick crockpot had been broken.

The persistent giant man fell to the ground, the cervical vertebrae were out of position, and the nerve center was blocked, which was equivalent to temporary paralysis.

There is no dust in the underworld, but the huge fluctuations on the ground still spread, and the amplitude is intuitively visible.

The fall of the big foreman gave a huge impact to the other black-clothed workers!

In their eyes, Dian Wei is a symbol of power, a domineering existence, and an invincible idol. Only kneel down and let him slaughter, how can anyone dare to touch a single hair of him?

Now, a woman has cleaned him up......

A woman

Packed him up......

All the black-clad workers muttered silently, as if they refused to believe this fact.

This gave Zhang Liao a precious respite in the bitter battle.

He took the opportunity to rush to the center of the field, where he was pleasantly surprised to see that in addition to a group of crazy men he didn't know were fighting with the ghosts, there was also an incomparably familiar face smiling at him.

"Adu!" the two hugged tightly, full of affection.

Four palms slapped each other the back.

"How did you get here?" - almost in unison.

Immediately, the two quickly separated, and both realized that this kind of reminiscence was inappropriate at this moment.

"Let's go back and talk about it!" - again in unison.

A red shadow joined them in the middle of it, it was Red Sleeves. Zhang Liao couldn't help but feel hot in his chest, and asked more, "Brother and sister, she ...... from the heart"

"In Adu's arms. Looking at Zhang Liao's surprised bull's eyes, Red Sleeves grinned, "Everyone is in the tower, and the tower is in his arms." ”

"Okay!" Brother Liao was excited—as if he had been beaten with chicken blood. Thousands of pride arise spontaneously, today is another million ghosts, I will also go!

Once a warrior has the ultimate goal to protect, he is immediately undaunted to death. Ask the world, only love is terrifying-

The black-clothed workers in front of them suddenly flashed to the sides, and the Valkyrie was shining brightly, dragging two long whips over, shaking a whip flower on the left and right, which frightened the workers who had already retreated.

"Eh, hahahaha, happy! Huh, aren't you friends with Zhang? We've met at the festival!"

"Yes! Save people first-" Red Sleeves was the most serious, and with a shake of the bowl bell, "When Changchang ......" The black-clothed ghost envoys who were rolling together with 749 suddenly hugged their heads and shook their heads.

"Side game, assemble with me - this is the reinforcement position!" Zong Fang and Big Spoon also broke through with the help of Valkyrie Yu Wei.

The winger turned his head to look at it, and his eyes lit up, as if he had seen a relative. "All assembled-" with about forty of his men, and also killed.

Just after a short attack, many people hung up their lottery, but fortunately, there were no serious injuries or deaths for the time being.

Everyone quickly circled and protected more than 20 scientists in the middle, Zhang Liao, Pu Sila, Du Yuan, and Pei Hongsleeve each occupied a 90-degree angle, and the empty space in the middle was filled with 749 special service personnel, including Zong Fang and Shao Jinfu.

The circle began to move slowly towards the grandstand at the entrance. At this moment, whether to kill or not is not the most important thing, how to escape is the top priority.

Zhang Xianzhong completely went berserk. Even the earlobes are stretched with horizontal flesh threads!

He put the ring of his right thumb and index finger in his mouth, blew a sharp whistle, and all the ice wolves who had expelled the audience on the sidelines began to assemble in an orderly manner, forming the first semi-ring battle line in front of the black-clothed ghost envoy and the black-clothed workers.

Step by step, the beasts pressed towards the human circle, and everyone had reached the root of the stand, leaned against the wall, and squeezed into a semi-ring structure.

The masters of spells regrouped at the top of this half-ring to confront the enemy head-on.

In the stands behind them were all the more than 200 members of the Lingpei Mansion who had been invited to the so-called "overseer". These people have always dared to be angry and dare not speak, but at this moment, they are standing on the united front of these human beings and have no direct threat.

Seeing that the goal of compressing the front had been achieved, Zhang Xianzhong smiled hideously, raised the butcher knife in his hand and said fiercely, "This knife has followed me to fight in the Yangshi, and there are more than 9,000 heads cut off by my own hands. Every time a thousand are chopped, they must be returned to the furnace for forging, and a total of nine times have been forged so far.

In the underworld, he no longer needs to drink blood every day, and has been successfully promoted from a murder weapon to a magic weapon. I also used the authority of the Spirit Matching Mansion to select an equal amount of 9,800 murderer ghasts and poured them into it, refining them into supreme horcruxes. Hahaha......

Today, I will open your eyes - I will take you all, extract your soul, and pour it all into it. That's the number of ten thousand souls!"

Before the words fell, the nine-ring broadsword suddenly shook sharply, and each golden ring rattled.

Hearing the meaning of this, there is no distinction between inside and outside the present, as long as it is not from the five divisions, all of them are counted by him. The supervisors who were invited to watch the ceremony were extremely cold in their hearts!

The gray and black atmosphere in the whole venue is even stronger, starting from the wall and converging in wisps towards the center of the venue.

Out of nowhere, countless whispers creeped in, all full of neurotic manic words, mixed with resentment, jealousy, greed, lewdness, tyranny, viciousness, and other negative emotions. The chaotic murmur coalesced like a foul river and began to wash away everyone's eardrums.

Among the black-clothed ghost envoys, eight robed wizards suddenly stood up and surrounded the director, shaking the black robes, fusing each other and connecting them into a black silk net, gradually expanding, enveloping all the subordinates of the five divisions. Isolates the effects of spells on your allies.

The human slaughter knife stood at the core, and the bloody breath continued to be emanated from the dark knife surface, and the smell collided with the gray smoke, immediately peeling off the hidden faces......

God, what kind of face is that?

Erosive, distorted, manic, seemingly endless faces, clear here and dark, looming, densely packed together, different from each other to large and small—the only thing in common is that they all reveal the desire to eat people.

On the side of the stands, both on and off the stage, they were in a state of extreme panic, I don't know how those ghosts on the stage felt, anyway, the goosebumps all over the body of these humans in the audience have been back and forth countless times.

Zhang Xianzhong's whole person was in a state of excitement, his skin was red and white and brushed nine times, and blood suddenly splashed from the fingers holding the knife, and the blood beads did not spray to the ground, but were immediately captured by the knife surface above, quickly adsorbed past, and winded like an earthworm ruggedly upward, until all disappeared on the blade.

Zheng--The big ring knife turned red, as bright as if it had been burned through by the heat.

Whoa—the heads of all the wraiths in the air began to howl and swoop down on this side of the stands with a hundredfold number of oppressive numbers!

There seemed to be no physical damage, and the dense soul head shuttled back and forth in disorder among the nearly three hundred people on and off the stage. Every time he penetrated the body, a trace of transparent soul silk was involved, and the person who was hit immediately fell to the ground and was in pain.

Ling Chi, Ling Chi for the souls of the living...... That's the only description the winger can think of at the moment. His eyes were dripping with blood, but there was nothing he could do, watching the 749 subordinates fall one after another, and he couldn't die for the time being, so he could only passively meet the next wash.

The sound of violent strings suddenly sounded in the stands, Zhang Liao turned to look, but saw that Lennon and Elvis Presley in the crowd pulled out two acoustic guitars out of nowhere, moved their fingers like flying, swept out the notes shaped like substance, and hit the demons dancing in the air.

Behind them, there was a guy in a black suit and a black top hat, walking in a strange space slide, shuttling back and forth through the dense human gaps, wearing a shiny diamond glove in his right hand, and a five-foot silver chain swinging quickly and leisurely in his hand, trying to trap every approaching soul.

But, it's too much......

The evil spirits in the sky are like a fluctuating rainstorm, pervasive.

These unyielding efforts have had limited results. According to this trend, in an instant, everyone's souls will sacrifice this magic sword.

Some of the atheist scholars who have been blessed at the core have converted to religion on their knees and are calling on different gods to save them. Some have begun to crumble in despair and begin to tear their clothes.

A middle-aged woman comrade screamed and shouted, "Pg for mercy!

Begging for mercy? Hehe, the winger chief felt a pang of sorrow in his heart. This is not a play house, why do you need a butcher to beg for mercy?

"Hmph! never—" Only Zhang Liao responded to her explicitly.

“...... Didn't you negotiate?" the woman still didn't give up.

"No discussion!" Zhang Liao's heart was like a stone.

Before the casual words fell, a square burn scar on the palm of his right hand flickered, and an inexplicable black shadow swept out of his fingers, buzzing and trembling, impatiently levitating in front of his eyes, as if waiting for a clear command to take a closer step......

Pu Sira will drive away the two souls with the whip, turn around and exclaim, "Fantian ......"

Zhang Liao glared at the bull's eye in surprise, and instantly locked on the scorching and shining nine-ring knife in the distance, "Yes!

Teng--The black Fantian seal flew straight up like a hound that couldn't wait, breaking through the high roof......

Woo - it's like a roaring train breaking through the roof of the big knife facing the Nine Rings, sucking all the air all the way, carrying the pressurization along the way, and smashing it down!

Crisp, neat, decisive, non-negotiable!

Pong-buzz-buzz-buzz

It was as if the whispers of evil spirits were squeezed out in an instant, and all that remained in everyone's eardrums was the long-echoing sound of slapping.

In front of him, an indoor mushroom cloud actually rose in the dustless underworld......

Not very large, but in perfect condition.

It's not colorful, but it's full of joy.