How do you know that Duan Feng listened to what Jingzhu Daoist said, his tone suddenly softened, and said: "I lost to the Taoist in the next competition, I don't think the chief has this ability." It's just that this Miss Xie is the person who the head of this sect wants, and if she doesn't bring this person back, her life will not be saved. I also asked the Taoist chief to look at the animism of all things, so that Miss Xie would be handed over to Zai Xia to bring back, so that Zai Xia could keep a life. ”

Jingzhu Dao thought to himself, what does your life have to do with me, but since Duan Feng said this animistic sentence, it is inconvenient for him to refuse. His face also softened, and he said, "I have already told Lord Luo Xiang before, I will never hand it over to you. If you want to save your life, you might as well get rid of your involvement with the Chase Deer Sect. The poor road should introduce you to the master and guarantee your life without worry. ”

After he finished speaking, Duan Feng was already looking up to the sky and laughing. But his voice was very thin, and his voice was very high. Everyone heard his laughter, and they all felt numb all over their bodies, and their hairs stood upside down. It was to fall all his eyes on Duan Feng, hoping that he would finish laughing earlier, lest he not be able to withstand his sharp and piercing voice.

Duan Feng didn't care at all, and still smiled to himself, as if what Fang Jingzhu Daoist said was the funniest joke in the world. And Ling Yun and the others pondered these words of Jingzhu Daoren, but they felt that what Jingzhu Daoist said was full of concern, and there was no joke at all. Why did Duan Feng laugh out loud when he heard this?

In the midst of his doubts, the shrill laughter suddenly stopped, as if it had been cut off by someone. Seeing Duan Feng show this hand, he couldn't help but condense in his heart, and secretly praised his internal cultivation.

When a person speaks, no matter how loud or small his voice is, it will be accompanied by an end when he stops. And when Duan Feng looked up to the sky and laughed, his voice had already dispersed. And at this moment, it suddenly stopped, and even the voice that was still coming to him could not be heard. The land was empty, but it was impossible for the sound to disappear without a trace in a moment. If it weren't for Duan Feng's intention, he would have taken back the laughter with internal strength, and everyone would not have been able to see such a strange state.

When he laughed loudly before, there were still a few people under the door of Jingzhu Dao who whispered. Because Ling Yun and the others were far away, these people spoke in very low voices, so they didn't hear what they said clearly. But I can also think that these people must be scolding Duan Feng for not knowing what to do and not accepting the master's love.

When his laughter suddenly stopped, and the people were shocked, they stopped talking. Since Ling Yun could see that Duan Feng was cutting off the laughter with internal force, how could these people not know? Just seeing that Duan Feng was only thirty years old, he actually had such skills, lest he be seriously injured and waiting for an opportunity to retaliate. Yi Jun looked at Duan Feng in a daze, lest he suddenly resort to some conspiracy.

At this time, although there were more than 100 people in the field, no one spoke up. Only the rustling sound of the leaves in the distance could be heard by the breeze. When Ling Yun and the others saw such a scene, their hearts were all condensed. Secretly thinking, could it be that Duan Feng was about to make a move at this moment? If this was the case, seeing that there was an empty space all around, how could many people like Jingzhu Dao people resist the other party's Thousand Nail Array?

Seeing that the atmosphere in the field was very serious, I knew that the two sides would only do it in a moment. Even if he didn't remind the Jingzhu Dao people at the moment, Duan Feng would definitely launch the Thousand Nail Array in an instant. In a hurry, he wanted to shout loudly.

It's just that the mouth has just moved, and I haven't had time to make a sound. Hearing this, Duan Feng smiled and said, "How can there be people in the Zhulu Sect who are greedy for life and afraid of death? If they are not afraid of death, how can they apostatize? What's more, no matter how strong a person's martial arts are, can he be worthy of my Thousand Nails Array?"

As soon as the words fell, Ling Yun and the others saw a black iron pillar fly out in front of them. This iron pillar is about two meters high and ten meters wide, stretching straight from Duan Feng's side to Jingzhu Daoren's side.

Although he and Qi Feng had seen the Thousand Nail Array, they knew that this iron pillar was not a solid iron pillar, but a combination of hundreds or thousands of iron nails. Because the nails were so dense that from a distance they looked like a great pillar of iron.

That day, the two of them saw the Thousand Nail Array from the front, only to feel that the black pressure in front of them blocked the figure of Duan Feng and the others. At that time, there was a master in front of him to catch these iron nails, but I didn't think that this thousand nails array was very powerful.

At this time, the two of them stood beside the two groups of people, and when they saw the momentum of the Thousand Nail Array, they were like hundreds of archers distributing arrow feathers at the same time. It's just that the Ya Feather is an arc, and it stays in the air for a long time, and there is not much strength on the Ya Feather. It's not easy to dodge, but with the blade in your hand, you can push away the arrows that are shooting at you.

And this thousand nail array is shot straight out, and there are so many good hands that make hidden weapons send out. Regardless of the sound power, compared to the arrow feather, it is a hundred times stronger. At this time, Ling Yun and the others could think of only one way to crack the Thousand Nail Array, and that was to use a shield to protect them in front of them.

And Jingzhu Dao is a monk, and it is rare to do it with others, let alone carry a shield with him.

The most powerful thing is that there is a cold and heat powder on this iron nail, and only one of them is killed, and the poison of the cold and heat attacks, and the bones of the whole body are like fire and ice. No matter how strong your martial arts are, no matter how tenacious your perseverance is, it is difficult to withstand the pain of this.

Seeing that this iron nail composed of hundreds or thousands of iron nails was about to hit the people of Jingzhu Dao. Ling Yun knew that if he reminded him at this time, he was already adding to the snake.

Thinking of Jingzhu Daoren's martial arts, he would die tragically in this thousand nail array. I can't bear to look at that miserable scene, don't overdo it, don't wait and see from the court.

It's just that he saw that there were so many of these iron nails and that their strength was so strong, and he still wanted to see the power of this Thousand Nails Array. Squinting his eyes and looking at the field, he saw Jingzhu Daoist standing alone in front of him. The long sword in his hand buzzed, and he couldn't help but flick away the iron nails that flew towards him one by one.

But those who stood near him did not have the same skill as him, and often opened the one that shot at his face, only to be hit by the one shot at his shoulder. And picked up the one that stabbed to the shoulder, but he was hit by one on his lower abdomen.

These people are all Taoist monks who have become monks, and their martial arts are not mediocre. But in the face of the flying iron nails, they had no power to parry, and in just a moment, there were no less than ten people who could stand.

And most of these people are standing behind the Jingzhu Dao people, if not, judging from the skills of these people, it will be difficult to resist the flying iron nails.

looked at Jingzhu Daoren again, and saw that his pale face had already been covered with a layer of frost. Seeing that the disciples who had followed him for many years fell to his side one by one, and could no longer stand up, no one could help but be angry when he saw it.

If it weren't for the iron nails that flew in, Rao was a monk, and he would have stepped forward to fight Duan Feng. Looking at his angry eyes, as long as this thousand nails stopped, he would definitely want to make it difficult. Even if you don't chop him into pulp, you have to divide him into five horses, so that you can vent your hatred. (To be continued.) )