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The Golem Mountain was suddenly attacked, which was beyond everyone's expectations. Even Old Monster Mo was thinking about how Tai Chi Sect could attack Nanlou Mountain. Even if the Demon Puppet Sect's protective formation was defeated, he thought it was Tai Chi Sect's plan. To hold back the Demon Puppet Sect's reinforcements.

After all, he is personally in charge of the Golem Mountain, and with the grand ceremony being held today, there are two thousand people on the mountain. If the Tai Chi Sect is not motivated by gains and losses, how dare they come to die!

Who would have known that the Taiji Sect would really take advantage of the bear's heart and the courage of the leopard, and the sect's elites, together with the five leaders, would go straight to the Golem Mountain.

Mo Laoguai was full of confidence at first, but when he saw the four hundred disciples of the Taiji Sect with their arms wrapped in white cloth and their eyes red, clearly a group of dead soldiers, his heart sank. He was still injured, and the sect-protecting formation was broken. Although there were many disciples on the mountain, , but hastily accepted the challenge...

Thinking of this, Old Monster Mo shouted repeatedly and ordered Feng Er and Chen Wu to retreat quickly. As long as they held Huling and bought time, the disciples from all directions of the Demon Puppet Sect could calm down and surround the opponent.

And if the four hundred people from the Taiji Sect can be killed today, even if the Demon Puppet Sect loses over a thousand, the Taiji Sect can be declared extinct from now on.

Feng Er has been through battles for a long time, and he understood when Old Monster Mo shouted. He made a feint with the three-pointed divine fork, dodged, and walked away.

As soon as he turned around, Master Li Qing had already seen the clues. He moved his wind-control boots and rushed over. Fang Gu sword slashed horizontally, blocking Feng Er's path.

Old Monster Mo can't escape now, and Feng Er has always been responsible for the Demon Puppet Sect's war. If everyone can combine their efforts to kill this beast, the Demon Puppet Sect will be leaderless.

Feng Er snorted coldly. His two Night Wandering Gods were extremely powerful, but because the puppets were so powerful, it was a bit troublesome to activate them. At this time, the Tai Chi Sect monks were surrounding them from all directions, and there was no time to chant the spell to summon the Night Wandering Gods.

However, Feng Er did not panic. His magical power was not limited to the Night Travel God Puppet. He immediately held Fang Gujian with the divine fork in his left hand, put the index and middle fingers of his right hand together, and pointed at Master Li Qing's heart from afar.

What he was using at the moment was another secret skill of the Demon Puppet Sect, the "Finger of Falling God".

Legend has it that in the fairy world, demons and gods often fight. This fingering method is a secret skill of demon cultivation, so it is called "falling god finger". Its power is enough to penetrate iron cave stone.

However, this fingering method also has a shortcoming, that is, it cannot reach far, and can only attack in close combat.

Just in time, in order to block Feng Er, Master Li Qing actually threw himself less than seven feet away from Feng Er, just within the attack range of the Falling God Finger.

Feng Er was overjoyed. The old thief Xuan Yi and his master were fighting fiercely and could not be separated. Master Li Qing was now the leader of the Tai Chi Sect. If an assassin suddenly killed Master Li Qing and severely injured him, the Tai Chi Sect would be in chaos.

Both sides had the same thought, and the figures quickly approached.

Feng Er's skill was much better than that of Master Li Qing. When Master Li Qing's sword was still one foot away from his opponent, Feng Er's falling finger had already hit Master Li Qing's lower abdomen.

However, as soon as Feng's second finger touched Master Li Qing's clothes, it felt as if it had touched a thick layer of grease, and the finger suddenly slid away.

"Loss of air guidance?" Feng Er exclaimed.

Lost Kongyin is the unique skill of Tai Chi, the founder of Tai Chi sect. After Tai Chi master ascended to heaven, very few disciples of later generations were able to master this skill.

In the past thousand years, only Master Li Qing has learned this magical power. Even his master Xuan Yi and his uncle Huang Yan have not been able to understand it.

The two figures missed each other, and Feng Er's move "Finger of Falling" was separated by the missing air. However, his finger strength was too strong, and the missing air could not be completely resolved. His finger swiped across Li Qingshi's left arm, and a bloodstain suddenly appeared.

At this moment, Liu Yunzi's Tiangang Sword fought hard to kill, and then Feng Xianzi, Lie Yangzi...

Feng Er secretly regretted that he had underestimated Master Li Qing. If he had waited for the other four to surround him, he would have been in trouble.

He made a quick decision, roared wildly, and tapped his falling finger three times.

In order to break out of the encirclement, Feng Er risked his own life with these three moves and used all his power.

On the Taiji Gate side, Lie Yangzi flew out directly, spitting blood from his mouth, and Feng Xianzi also retreated five feet with blood boiling.

Liu Yunzi and Master Li Qing only took three or four steps back, but both Tiangang Sword and Fang Gujian flew into the air.

Feng Er took the opportunity to jump out of the circle. At this time, the eleven foundation-building monks had surrounded him. There was a man in his thirties, with a slightly darker complexion and an honest appearance. He was Shi Feng's eldest disciple Feng Yuanshan.

Feng Er hesitated for a moment. He used his "Lost Finger" to force Master Li Qing and Liu Yunzi back. In fact, they could break through from all directions.

But Feng Er subconsciously rushed towards Feng Yuanshan and others. He had just hit four "Finger of Falling" in a row, which consumed a lot of mana.

If he is blocked by Master Li Qing again, it will be more troublesome to escape. In comparison, Feng Yuanshan's group of foundation-building monks were much easier to deal with.

It's too late to say it, but it's soon! Feng Er's figure flashed and he was in front of Feng Yuanshan and others. At this time, Li Qingshi, Liu Yunzi and others had just been repelled and could not catch up.

However, when the eleven foundation-building monks headed by Feng Yuanshan rushed towards the fake infant monks, no one could dodge, and everyone had a look of resignation on their faces.

"shoot!"

Feng Yuanshan shouted, and the eleven people raised their right hands, revealing a dark, flat and long iron box from their sleeves.

"Peng!" The machine spring activated, and seven black needles shot out at an unparalleled speed.

Eleven people take action at the same time, which is seventy-seven poisonous needles.

The two sides were extremely close to each other, and Feng Er completely ignored these disciples. He did not dodge at all and allowed the poisonous needles to hit the protective light.

Some of the eleven disciples panicked when they saw Feng Er rushing over, and they missed the target in a hurry, but seven disciples led by Feng Yuanshan still hit the target.

This iron box was made by Shi Feng himself. Master Xuan Yi regarded it as a treasure and refused to take it out.

Now, these eleven hidden weapons were taken out and handed over to the eleven disciples in the late stage of foundation building.

The Seven-Star Bone-penetrating Needle is as powerful as a golden elixir. With it, Taiji Sect has eleven more golden elixirs.

Feng Er is not an ordinary golden elixir. However, he just fought hard and although he repelled the four golden elixirs, his magic power was also exhausted. These poison needles were shot at the moment when the old power was broken and the new power was not born.

For cultivators, the higher the cultivation level, the faster the breathing speed. For a false infant cultivator like Feng Er, breathing is almost a blink of an eye.

However, he was really unlucky this time.

The steel needle happened to shoot at this breathing gap, and he was too arrogant and did not dodge. "Swish", like hitting gold and iron, about half of the steel needle broke through the protective magic energy and shot Feng Er's face, lower abdomen, chest and other vitals.

Feng Er felt the pain in his heart, roared wildly, tried to protect his heart veins, and jumped forward.

At this time, Feng Yuanshan and others pressed the trigger for the second time, and "bang", another seventy-seven needles were fired.

The Seven-Star Bone-penetrating Needle was fired at a very fast speed. This time, all seventy-seven needles hit Feng Er's body without missing a target.

Feng Er was a false infant cultivator. Even without the body-protecting true qi, his body was as hard as steel. After all, after hundreds of years of magic energy, his body was different from that of ordinary people.

However, the toxicity of the Seven-Star Bone-penetrating Needle was only secondary. Its most powerful power was the piercing force. Driven by high-level spirit stones, it could penetrate a one-foot thick iron plate.

Although Feng Er's body was strong, the body-protecting true qi was broken. The steel needles that hit his chest pierced into his internal organs. Those that hit his face penetrated his skull and pierced into his brain.

Feng Er screamed and fell straight down from the air. At this time, a figure rushed over. It was Master Li Qing.

He held the Fang Gu sword and chased after him. He stabbed Feng Er in the heart with one sword. Then, Liu Yunzi's Tiangang sword also pierced Feng Er's back.

Feng Er howled loudly and stretched out his hand to grab the three-pointed fork, but he couldn't lift a finger.

Li Qingshi drew out his sword, and Feng Er's body fell straight down from mid-air. The second best master of the Demon Puppet Sect didn't even use his spirit puppet before he was attacked and killed by the Taiji Sect!