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Chapter 1271 Wonderful dog bites dog

"Yes! Master, don't talk nonsense to them, just kill them all." Poison Dragon Zhan shouted eagerly.

"Sect Master, what are you thinking about? In order to avoid killing each other by the disciples of the sect, should you surrender obediently?"

"Hmph! Since that's the case, I'll clear the portal today and kill all of you."

Ding Poli snorted coldly and stared at Cui Potian with murderous aura: "Do you think I am really afraid of you? I just didn't want to kill each other before, so I didn't do anything."

Cui Potian laughed and said sarcastically: "Although Tianque Pavilion is your territory, it has been penetrated by us now, and my people have surrounded it. What are your abilities?"

"Although I don't want to see my fellow disciples kill each other, you can't blame my subordinates for being ruthless."

Ding Poli sighed, looked at Cui Potian's supporter, and shouted loudly: "I am the leader of the only sect. Cui Potian is just a traitor with misconduct and lust.

I will give you the last chance now, and immediately abandon the darkness and turn to the light. This sect leader can be too late. If you continue to be obsessed with it, don’t blame my subordinates for being ruthless.”

"If you want to fight, you're really ingenious."

Cui Potian laughed disdainfully and shouted loudly: "These are my loyal brothers. I will take you off today. I will enjoy the money sent by Xu Yifei in the future. Young people, are you willing to destroy this sect leader with me?"

"I'm willing." The group of people immediately shouted excitedly.

"Master of the Sect, you can't be merciful and ruthless. Kill them all." Mo Wenming suggested with a fierce look on his face.

Seeing that Cui Potian's subordinates were willing to put down their weapons, Ding Poli bit in pain: "Stop the cliff, I will not blame you. I really don't want to attack the disciples of the sect."

"I'm talking nonsense. If you don't want to do it, then I'll do it!"

Cui Potian snorted impatiently, raised his hand and shouted, "Listen to everyone, kill them all for me."

"Kill." As soon as Cui Potian finished speaking, his men immediately started to move.

"Hi, do it." Ding Poli sighed and looked at Mo Wenming helplessly. After all, he had to rely on killing to defend his rights.

"Start the poisonous fog system." Mo Wenming shouted excitedly, then took out a gas mask from his arms.

The troops from Ding Poli's camp also took out gas masks, not knowing what to do.

"Everyone is practicing poison skills, and you are using gas masks, it's so funny." Cui Potian mocked him contemptuously.

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden ball on the top of Xia Yu's house flashed with dazzling light, and then he looked and weighed it, forming a power grid that covered everyone. At the same time, black mist was gushing out from the yard and the street.

"The reason why I arranged Xia Yu in the most central location of Tianque Pavilion is because it is the center of the entire Tianque Pavilion defense system."

Ding Poli looked at Cui Potian and said coldly: "Tianque Pavilion is my blood-collapse, how could it be without any precautions? Now you have become Weng Zhongzhi. If you don't want to die, just surrender."

"I guessed before that Tianque Pavilion was not simple, but I didn't expect there was a mechanism."

Cui Potian frowned and looked around, shouting loudly: "Don't be afraid, just run the poison skills and we can resist these poisonous gases."

"Deputy Sect Master, you underestimate Tianque Pavilion too much. This is something I specially developed to control poison gas."

Mo Wenming laughed and shouted excitedly: "Except for the super powerful poison cultivator who can withstand it, the martial artists will be poisoned."

"So many people!"

Feng Liubing shook her head vigorously, shouting with a rare look: "There are many people suddenly appearing in front of her. I actually saw several Ding Poli. My eyes are not working well."

"This is not pure poison, it has psychedelic effects." The war of the poisonous dragon also began to get confused.

"Everyone holds his breath and immediately uses his power to resist the poisonous smoke."

Seeing that Feng Liubing was caught, Cui Potian quickly reached out and penetrated his true energy into the bodies of the two apprentices, and also reminded him loudly...

"It's not bad. Holding your breath can indeed resist psychedelic smoke, but if you hold your breath, how can you fight with us?"

Mo Wenming smiled strangely, looked at Ding Poli and said, "Sect Master, don't hesitate, kill all these traitors."

"Don't resist the people under the martial arts, otherwise you will have to die." Ding Poli gritted his teeth: "Elders and I will kill Cui Potian and his martial arts, and try to control the casualties."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ding Poli brought more than a dozen martial artists to you and thought of Cui Potian.

"Kill!" Cui Potian was not vague. He knew that this was a battle where the outcome of a martial artist was a battle, and he immediately called a group of martial artists to fight.

The battle entered a white-hot stage from the beginning. The men on Cui Potian's side had to hold their breath to fight, while the people on Ding Poli were wearing masks. Their advantages and disadvantages were obvious.

Not long after the fight, the people on Cui Potian were either subdued because of the hallucination of poisoning, or because they held their breath, they could not exert their true strength and quickly lost their combat power.

"It's exciting, so exciting! The martial arts squad!" Xia Yu sat in the corner and shouted repeatedly. Such scenes are common, and it would be great if there was a little popcorn.

Seeing that the two sides were fighting so fiercely, Xia Yu was too lazy to take action. He was so angry that he was the king after they separated the result.

Seeing the situation becoming passive, Cui Potian gritted his teeth and shouted: "Don't hold back, just fuck them with guys."

As soon as he finished speaking, the people on Cui Potian's side immediately retreated, while Ding Poli's subordinates took advantage of the victory to pursue it.

Just when Ding Poli thought he was sure to win, a dense gunfire sounded, and Ding Poli's charges were instantly overturned.

"Bastard, you actually use a gun." Seeing this scene, Ding Poli was furious. No matter how much he said, he was also a martial arts sect. Even if it was a civil war, he should not use firearms. It was too shameless.

"Hmph, I have been preparing for this day for a long time. Tianque Pavilion has been on guard, but you would never have thought we would use guns." Cui Potian laughed proudly.

Feng Liubing and others stood in a row, holding micro-rushing or pistols in their hands, and shooting frantically at Cui Potian's people.

Most of Ding Poli's subordinates were warriors. Faced with such a scene, even the martial artist could not withstand the bullets. He retreated step by step and suffered numerous casualties.

"Everyone is not allowed to retreat. Kill them with this sect leader, and there is no need to show mercy." Ding Poli finally became angry, roared, supported his black energy, and rushed towards Cui Potian and others like a tank.
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