Chapter 502

(one more)

The peacock feather is a hidden weapon with great killing power within 30 meters. It contains 365 needles, each of which has its own unique function. Once shot at close range, the chance of survival is almost zero.

Most importantly, it can still be poisoned.

Added the highly poisonous poison exclusively secreted by Poison Douluo Dugu Bo, enough to seal the throat with blood.

With the addition of various factors, the power can even force the soul saint back!

The only thing restricting the production of Peacock Feather is two points. One is that the production materials are difficult to collect, which requires the rare ore of Ice Iron Mother, which increases the speed and penetrating power due to its cold attribute. The other is that the workmanship is complicated and requires Only skilled workers can make it.

Of course, these problems were very difficult for Tang San, but they were nothing to Yang Ming.

Yang Ming's secret control of Prince Xue Xing means indirectly controlling part of the power of the Tiandou Empire. Using various names to search for the Ice Iron Mother can be regarded as easy to turn his back on. There is not much demand for this kind of ore, and I don't know how to use it.

However, the production workers are somewhat troublesome. If it is to increase productivity, it is natural to build an assembly line for production. But the assembly line is not made casually, and many refined things are required. Yang Ming has never touched it in his previous life, so he can only choose Give up, and secretly hire a group of workers in the Tiandou Empire to build it.

Don't gossip.

It is said that Shangguanhong chose Xiao Wu as a soft persimmon, and as soon as he stepped forward, he saw Xiao Wu holding a cylindrical hidden weapon in his hand.

Although in this world where everyone uses martial spirits and soul skills to fight, using hidden weapons seems a bit unusual, but the vigilance that comes from instinct continues to affect Shangguanhong's nerves, inexplicably feeling that a great terror is about to come.

"not good!"

"There is fraud here!"

Shangguan Hong was barely a high-level soul master, so he naturally believed in his intuition, and it was for this reason that he avoided danger several times.

The gloomy Wannian soul ring bloomed with a deep black light. Shangguanhong crossed his arms in front of him, and the dense white dragon scales grew rapidly. With the strength of the recoil, the whole person deviates obliquely to the left, avoiding Peacock Ling's direct attack.

It's too late, but it's fast.

At the same moment as Shangguanhong reacted, Xiao Wu had already pulled the peacock feather mechanism, like a machine gun firing again and again, from the black bottomless black mouth of the cylinder, one after another carefully crafted hidden weapons were continuously spewing out.

Due to different functions, each needle has different types, similar in size, length of fingers, thickness of cow hair, and dull color, which is not easy to reflect light. If you attack in the dark, it is simply an undefended hidden weapon for sneak attack!

Even in broad daylight, the sunlight casts mottled spots of light through the obstructed gaps in the forest leaves, which only show rough shadows.

"Swoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

As dense as locusts, as anxious as the wind.

Amidst the creepy sound of breaking wind, Kong Que Ling's silver needles pierced into Shangguan Hong's right arm. The dense density was enough to make any trysophobia sufferer faint. Even ordinary people would feel Restless eating and sleeping, causing extreme physical discomfort.

Even some of the silver needles fell through the air and landed on the trees behind or on the open ground. When they heard the puff puff puff sound, they couldn't help but think of the touch of being shot at the body, and shuddered suddenly.

Shangguan Hong rolled over on the ground, climbed up with difficulty, looked at his right forearm, the silver needle easily pierced through his defense, the hole it pierced into, continuously overflowed with rancid black blood, the venom had penetrated under the skin, and his arm became sensitive It was red, with dense rashes, and it was even possible to see the raised veins were infected by the poison and gradually turned black.

Shangguanhong could clearly feel that his right arm was losing consciousness.

Seeing that the venom on his arm was about to spread to his shoulder, Shangguan Hong was also a ruthless man, clenching his teeth, raised his left hand, and the sharp dragon claws popped out from his fingertips, shining coldly, and did not stop doing anything.

"Tear!"

With a flash of the claw light, Shangguan Hong actually used the dragon claw as a sharp sword, and cut off his right arm shoulder-to-shoulder!

Flesh and flesh squirmed at the cut, and the martial spirit Baijia Dilong belonged to the tenacious martial spirit, which could actually help Shangguanhong tighten his muscles, seal the wound, and avoid fainting due to excessive blood loss.

Shangguanhong's reaction was not unpleasant.

But the other disciples of the Holy Dragon Sect he brought may not have such a quick response.

Under Yang Ming pinning down another elder of the Soul Emperor, the rest of them were not Tang San's four opponents holding peacock feathers at all. They were directly beaten into hornet's nests by the hidden weapons that did not distinguish between the enemy and us. Died on the spot.

It has to be said that using the hidden weapon of the Tang Sect is a technological victory!

Hearing the sound of switches being switched on and off, and the sound of silver needles penetrating his body, Shangguan Hong frowned wildly, found a direction like crazy, and fled out without looking back.

Strangely, Yang Ming only glanced at Shangguan Hong's back, but did not stop him too much.

As soon as the blue light faded, Yang Ming put his sword back into its sheath. Under his feet was the elder of the Holy Dragon Sect Soul Emperor who had just been decapitated. Yang Ming raised his head slightly, looked at Tang San and the others coming, and said:

"Third brother, tell me, if you put that person back, can you lure Tuobaxi out of the sect?"

Tang San thought for a while, raised two fingers, and analyzed carefully:

"There are two possibilities."

"The first one is that the person just now is the elder of the Sacred Dragon Sect after all. If we treat him like this, it is almost a slap in the face of the Sacred Dragon Sect. Tuobaxi is furious and will definitely lead the crowd out of the city. But in this way, the people he brought There must be many, what we are about to face is the revenge of the entire Holy Dragon Sect, not Tuobaxi alone."

"The second possibility is that Tuobaxi chooses to be a coward for the time being, not daring to fight against our Zhatian Gang, but he will secretly send someone to inform Wuhundian, just wait for a few days, when Wuhundian's reinforcements arrive, they will Then we can attack us inside and outside the Spirit Hall, and we will be defeated by then."

Yang Ming nodded secretly, Tang San really has the potential to be a dog-headed military advisor.

The Zhatian Gang has Prince Xuexing, an old villain in the political arena, and Tang San, a strategic dog-headed strategist. In terms of intelligence, the Zhatian Gang will not be inferior to other forces!

Yang Ming is also very clear that he is just starting up the Zhatian Gang, and can only be a hands-off shopkeeper. The specific operation has to rely on the help of these capable people. He only needs to keep getting stronger and be able to It is enough to suppress for a lifetime.

"So, what are you going to do next?" Yang Ming asked.

A wise light flashed in Tang San's eyes, and he said word by word:

"Surround and fight for help!"