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Zhang Yiyan turned his head suddenly and met Bart's smug eyes. Somehow, Bart nervously covered his left face, then after thinking about it, he covered his right face as well and took two steps back. "You, you want to slap me again when you are about to die???"

"What if I slap you again!" Zhang Yiyan moved his feet lightly, turned his body, swung his right arm vigorously, and slapped Bart in the air. Then there was a crisp slapping sound, which made Bart hide back in grievance.

Tianxing looked at the few people who were still resisting. The zombies couldn't touch them at all for a while. He looked at Bart again, what a loser!

He took out a black flute from his arms, made a flower in his hand, and put it to his lips. A sound of the flute that sounded like plaint and sobbing rang out, followed by another sharp, piercing and weird sound of the flute.

The few people who were still able to move just now covered their heads in pain, but in a moment, they started fighting each other. Zhang Yiyan frowned, looking at the chaotic scene, his eyes couldn't help but search for Yan Junge's whereabouts.

At this time, he was dancing with the rope with great force, and all the approaching zombies were repelled. It turned out that they were going to protect Bai Fan and Yan Su.

At this moment, Zhang Tianyuan and Zhang Tianming, who were supporting each other and sitting on the ground, looked at each other, and the former shouted, "Yanyan, break the sound with sound!"

"Yiyin broken sound!" Zhang Yiyan repeated it twice in his mouth, and immediately pulled out a white jade flute from his left wrist. He closed his mouth slightly, leaving only a small gap, and pressed the small holes with his left and right hands, and the melodious flute sound flowed out of the jade tube.

The two sides seemed to form a sound wave, tit for tat. However, the people on this side were drugged and could not fight back quickly.

The saint lady beside Tianxing flashed her black nails and took the opportunity to swing her palm. Zhang Yiyan's pupils trembled violently, and when he dodged, the jade flute fell to the ground and rolled several times.

"Baby!" Zhang Tianming exclaimed, barely taking him in, and they both fell to the ground.

The saint formed her five fingers into claws and activated her magic power, and the jade flute fell into her palm. The more she looked at it, the more familiar it seemed to her. Then she looked at Zhang Tianming and Zhang Yiyan who were lying together. Something flashed through her mind, and her pupils dilated instantly, but she tried her best to suppress her panic.

As Zhang Yiyan fell, the sound of Tianxing's flute swept over again. The few people who could still fight were also affected by the flute sound and started killing each other until they fell to the ground injured and exhausted.

Tianxing raised the black flute high in the air. The gravedigger and Li Qingmian looked at each other and withdrew their hands. The scene suddenly became quiet.

After taking a quick look around, Tian Xing suddenly laughed out loud, "Hahahaha!!! You guys are so weak! Hahaha!!!"

He grinned and looked down at the group of people who fell to the ground. "My clan, the Fengshen clan, is the descendant of the gods. The whole clan is looking for the way to become gods. We have worked so hard, but you have obstructed us and hurt our people every time."

"Today, we should settle the accounts!"

Heidi pointed, "Don't worry, Chongtongzi, I will kill you last. Let you watch with your own eyes as these people are killed one by one!"

Zhang Yiyan covered his chest with his hands, looking somewhat painful. His tasseled hair accessories stuck to his face, adding a touch of softness. He stared at the flute with surprise flashing in his eyes, "You, are, Li Weiyuan?"

"..."

"I recognize your flute! And your special skill is to use the sound of the flute to disturb others' minds and make your enemies kill each other!"

He said it with certainty, his eyes fixed on the ghost mask!

Suddenly, a laugh came, as if it burst out from deep in the chest, "Hahahaha~~~ Zhang Yiyan, ah Zhang Yiyan, your reaction is much slower than I thought. I thought you had guessed it was me a long time ago!"

The ghost mask fell to the ground, and it was the smiling face, pushing up the heavy black-framed glasses, "How is it? Didn't expect it!"

Zhang Yiyan leaned in Zhang Tianming's arms and looked up at him, "The glasses are the seal, so my senior brother didn't discover your identity for so long!"

His eyes turned cold, "What did you do to my brother?"

Li Weiyuan shrugged, "You're not that stupid!"

He took off his glasses and carefully put them in his pocket. When he looked at him again, his aura had obviously become much stronger. "The deputy minister said he wanted to take a helicopter to Sanxian Mountain to pick up our master. I didn't have any gifts for our master, so I installed a bomb on the helicopter!"

"You!" Zhang Tianming and Zhang Tianyuan were so angry that they almost died.

Li Weiyuan waved his hand nonchalantly, "Don't worry, it's a time bomb. Let me see, there's still half an hour left. You will die before them, but your friendship is deep, so you don't have to worry about these ten or twenty minutes. You will be reunited down there soon!"

"..."

"Okay, now they can't resist! You guys come and compete. Whoever kills more will earn more luck! Wish us to ascend to heaven soon!" Li Weiyuan slowly raised his palms upwards, looking like he was going to become an immortal.

The people of the Fengshen Clan were obviously excited and prepared to show their magical powers to wipe them out completely!

At this moment, Zhang Yiyan, who had been so weak that he seemed to be about to faint, suddenly sneered, slowly raised his head, and his eyeballs rolled around before returning to normal. "Li Weiyuan, I agree with what you just said!"

"Oh~ tell me about it!"

Zhang Yiyan's hands naturally fell down, his whole body did not move, but he slowly floated up, his toes off the ground. He turned his neck stiffly a few times, and finally straightened his body, the smile on the corner of his lips widened, "It's not easy to gather so many people together!"

With a curved eyebrow, he let out a cold smile that reached everyone's ears, "You guys put yourselves together so well, saving me a lot of trouble!"

Li Weiyuan froze, "What do you mean?"

"Puchi!" The sound of a sharp weapon piercing the flesh!

Everything happened so suddenly and unexpectedly. Li Weiyuan turned his head stiffly and looked at Bart's smiling face. Then he saw that he had a gilded pestle in his hand. "You!"

Bart still had that harmless smile on his face, "Chief, I really like the position of Right Protector, it feels pretty high, but if I become Right Protector Zhang Yiyan can still slap me, so forget it!"

"After thinking about it carefully, I still prefer to be a temporary worker in the Municipal Bureau. I am free and unrestrained, and Brother Yong will even make barbecue for me!"

Huang Yong's eyes lit up, and he no longer felt dizzy. "Well done, little brat. I'll barbecue for you when I get home!"

Bart ran back quickly, with the gilded pestle stuck straight in Li Weiyuan's lower back. The latter pulled it out with a painful expression, his legs softened, and he knelt on one knee.

"Good! Good! Good!" Li Weiyuan stared at Bart with his bloodshot eyes. The latter immediately hid beside Huang Yong. He then glared at Zhang Yiyan, "I didn't expect you had a trick up your sleeve!"

Zhang Yiyan imitated Li Weiyuan's behavior and spread his hands, "You taught me several words today, I will teach you one too, 'counter-espionage'."