After Duan Heng said this, he pursed his lips tightly and stopped speaking, he knew that no matter how he lowered his voice, in fact, every word he had just said would fall on the ears of those villains.

He also knew that even if he guessed the truth, it wouldn't change anything.

Duan San's old turtle can show his hand, shocking everyone to retreat, but this does not mean that he can be stronger among these villains, Duan Heng believes that if each of them makes a move, the sky will definitely fall apart.

Comparatively speaking, the only thing Duan Heng can confirm at the moment, the lowest strength among the thirteen villains, is probably Duan Er, the nine-eyed troll.

There was still no one to answer Duan Heng's words, including Duan Jiu, who was close at hand, he still maintained the beggar's signature smile, and Duan Qi was still drunk, as if everything had nothing to do with them.

But this just shows the seriousness of the problem.

Because this shows that in this game of chess, Duan Heng is not qualified to play at all, and as for anything else, it is all to tease you.

These villains, which one of them is not a murderous and cruel devil, their tenacity is not something that can be shaken by a few words.

Therefore, Duan Heng acted as if nothing had happened.

For several days, Duan Da, Duan Er, Duan Wu, and Duan Ten did not come back, and if nothing else, other villains would occasionally disappear, but no matter what, there would always be someone on this black boat watching Duan Heng.

For a whole month, when the other fleets in this calm sea began to set sail with trading goods Yang Fan, the thirteen villains reappeared in front of Duan Heng, but at this time, the grand Penglai trading conference had ended, and Duan Heng had nothing to do from beginning to end.

"Sorry, my master. Penglai doesn't allow you to take a step either, but these days, we've gained a lot, do you want to know about it?"

It was still Duan Da who took the lead in speaking in that faint mocking tone.

"Good news or bad news, let's say it together. Duan Heng said casually, the past month. He didn't show any anxiety at all, and he was more calm than ever.

"Of course, my master, the good news is that we have reached a consensus and have come up with a way to alleviate the heavenly misfortune on you, master, about 10%, as for the bad news-"

Speaking of this, Duan Da suddenly hesitated. And the wood demon on the other side, Duan Eleven, said dryly: "The bad news is, master, you have been abandoned by the whole world, and you are listed as an undesirable person, if no miracle happens, including you, all of us will either commit suicide or die together within a hundred years." There is no third possibility. ”

"Oh, that doesn't sound terrible. So, everyone, why do we bother so much, I'm already curious, what is that secret of the heavenly machine sealed in my head? aren't you curious?" Duan Heng smiled slightly, and as soon as his voice fell, he had always been lazy. The thirteen villains, who were either drunk, or mocking, or expressionless, suddenly raised their eyebrows, presumably the hairs on their bodies also stood up.

"Hehe, probably you're thinking about whether or not to put me under house arrest. Actually, you'd better not do that, maybe you can stop me from cutting off my head, but it's impossible to stop me from unlocking the Heavenly Machine, to be honest, I've been carrying this thing for almost two hundred years, I really think, the more curious, aren't you curious?" Duan Heng continued to smile and said, he had thought clearly during this time, the night crying clan was really digging a seamless big pit, in this big pit, whether he himself or the thirteen villains, was like a grasshopper on a rope, no one could help anyone, but they could be more crazy than the other!

"Wait, my greatest master, things may not be so bad, well, but we've heard more interesting news. The drunken Duan Qi, after a cold war, hurriedly said, maybe among the thirteen villains they are indeed a few guys who are full of self-destructive tendencies, but he is definitely not included.

Once Duan Heng really unlocks the Heavenly Machine, it is guaranteed that the Nine Heavens Purgatory Thunder Tribulation will fall immediately, and that thing will not be able to withstand it with the strength of the Heavenly Immortals, and even if it is carried out, the side effects will make people collapse for the rest of their lives.

"Yes, yes, master, I also heard a news, that is, the Nine Heavenly Emperors have revoked the wanted warrant for you, that is to say, from this moment on, you are a truly free person, except for not being able to enter any city, any level and fortress. Duan Wu's black dragon also flattered.

"But that's useless, what should come will come, so, there is a way that long pain is better than short pain, my respected master, I am very curious about what kind of secret is hidden in the heavenly machine?" Duan Jiu, a crippled sword immortal with a beggar-like face, said casually, there is no doubt that this guy is a madman with self-destructive tendencies.

For a while, the scene quieted down again, and no one made a sound again, which was very subtle, because in the past two years, Duan Jiu had always been the same 'I was born the most despicable, I naturally like to be bullied', and no one cared about him, let alone talked to him, and they all seemed to be disgusted with the stinky smell on his body, oh, there was probably only one exception, and that was Duan Qi, this literary and artistic Qi, who occasionally picked up a few words.

It's easy to ignore this crippled sword immortal, but now it seems that this guy is not easy to mess with, he whispers casually and no one pays attention to it, but once he formally puts forward any opinions, others don't even have the courage to oppose it.

Or, do these cunning and cunning thugs want to see if Duan Heng has the courage to turn on the heavenly machine? Are they bluffing them, or are they bluffing? They are very happy to play this kind of game of swords and knives and frightening every step of the way! They are even more happy to see Duan Heng's bottom line and his seemingly strong, but fragile will.

Duan Heng suddenly felt that the hairs all over his body stood up, Duan Jiu still looked like a careless slut, but he seemed to smell the smell of rotten death, how dark this guy is, turning the righteous and bright sword cultivation path into a rancid dead man's pit!

But Duan Heng also had to admit that this period of nine's shot was quite clever, and he was forced to death all his changes in one step, life, or death, this simplest question is precisely the thing that most challenges the will and bottom line of both sides of the game, winning has everything, and if you lose, you will completely collapse.

Time seems to have stopped, Duan Heng sat there, like a sculpture, he only had two choices now, one step to choose to open the heavenly machine immediately, and everyone finished playing together! One step is to retreat, but under the powerful rotten pressure of Duan Jiu, this will definitely not become a decent concession, at that time he Duan Heng will become a maggot in the dung pit, and Duan Jiu will become a green-headed fly that he cannot look at and worship.

The truth is so cruel, it's so crazy, it's so desperate!

None of these murderous villains are normal people.

After a long time, Duan Heng slowly stood up, he could already feel that the whole world was defeated, moldy, and lifeless, the black ship was gone, the others were gone, and there were only two people left in this world, he and Duan Jiu, this was a clash of wills, a duel in spiritual sense, and it had nothing to do with the level of strength.

"So, my esteemed master, are you ready?"

In the breath of decay, Duan Jiu's unique laughter came, every word made the decay of this world deeper, and then, Duan Heng's limbs, hands and feet, skin, flesh and blood were also rotting unhurriedly, he couldn't even help but make a choice, he had no way out.

Although the way this duel is very bad and disgusting, in essence, it is still a life-and-death duel between two swordsmen, either you die or I live!

Sighing softly, Duan Heng closed his eyes, in fact, his whole person had turned into a rotting corpse at the moment, only a little bit, because he couldn't think of a way to crack it.

It's not that he's afraid of death, it's that he's missed the best time to open the Heavenly Machine, he shouldn't hesitate, in the face of a Sword Immortal-level existence like Duan Jiu, any hesitation is fatal.

If he forcibly turned on the Heavenly Opportunity now, it would be a joke, his spiritual sense, his soul, had become Duan Jiu's puppet, and everything he did was the embodiment of Duan Jiu's will.

Now, he only has this glimmer of life left, a little clarity.

He's going to lose.

Outside the illusion, Duan Heng was already paralyzed on the ground without any image, foaming at the corners of his mouth, and twitching all over, like a demented fool.

"Hehe, it can make the Nine Heavenly Emperors choose to give up, it can make the famous Guanfeng envoy use his own life as bait, and it can make us peerless murderers like a great enemy, and the terrified bearer of heavenly doom is nothing more than that!" The drunkard Duan Qi yawned boredly, things were going well, this was their favorite scene to see, Duan Heng had become a fool who could be controlled, without any independent thinking, although he was still a carrier of heavenly doom, it was completely different, in this way, not only did they have a glimmer of life, but they could also carry the fool Duan Heng as a big killer, and the whole world was not left to them to do whatever they wanted?

Hmph, that demon star is a fart!

"Great, Yugong senior won, everyone knows what to do, and now-"

The yellow-skinned Duan Shi also said with a flattering face, but before he finished speaking, he suddenly froze, because Duan Jiu, who had not changed all along, suddenly showed a frightened look.

"Oops, how can this kid's spiritual sense be so strong? Shouldn't it? Everyone quickly find a way, although this kind of duel in the psychic illusion is not as good as the duel in reality, it can still kill people. Duan Qi shouted in surprise, and then between his shaking hands, a series of thirty-two long green needles pierced Duan Heng, who was slumped on the ground.

But at this moment, only a slight sound was heard on the side of the ship, and then the thirty-two long needles were crushed into powder by an invisible force.

But it was the old turtle Duan San who made a move at this time.

"Old immortal, what do you want to do? This kid has become a fool, and it's good for all of us! Don't tell me that you moved the kindness of a woman!" Duan Qi said angrily.

"Hehe, is it the kindness of a woman, I'm an old immortal who still has this thing, but you're wrong, I just think it's not in my interest!" (To be continued.) )