Seeing that his good grandson was stabbed to death by Zhang Heng, the old doctor Yang changed his face. Looking at Zhang Heng holding a blood dripping rotten silver long gun, he shouted, "you dare to kill my good grandson and look for death!"

    Before the words fell, he suddenly put his hand behind his back and took a sudden pull from his back neck.

    Then, in full view of the public, in the crackling sound of popping beans, the man suddenly pulled out a white bone whip from his back.

    It seems that the white bone whip is really completely connected by a complete spine, which is inexplicable.

    Each vertebrae emits a fluffy jewel and bright light, as if they are not real vertebrae, but Buddhist relics of eminent monks, or rare treasures.

    Obviously, just looking at the vertebrae that make up the white bone whip, we can imagine how much mental learning and energy old man Yang spent in order to refine this white bone whip.

    Just after pulling out the vertebrae behind him, old man Yang''s whole person suddenly turned white and black, and his waist was straight. Even his exposed hands suddenly became huge. At a glance, it was full of an unspeakable breath of terror.

    Seeing the change of old man Yang, Zhang Heng looked at the face of the white bone whip in old man Yang''s hand and immediately became extremely ugly: "this old man Yang didn''t hesitate to use his own blood essence and vitality to accumulate and raise the white bone whip in his hand!"

    "No wonder old man Yang always looked weak, dying, skinny and old!"

    "I''m afraid the power of this whip is extraordinary!"

    As soon as Zhang Heng thought of this, old man Yang had certainly turned his head. His eyes were as gloomy as a snake. He stared at Zhang Heng and said nothing. Suddenly, he waved his right arm, with jewels in his right hand. The shining white bone whip had roared and rushed over.

    A shrill cry!

    Zhang Heng intuitively felt that the shining white bone whip came and wound it straight around his neck.

    With the great destructive power of the whip, Zhang Heng can be sure that if he can''t escape or stop the whip, he''s afraid that a twist of the whip will be enough to strangle his own neck from his shoulder.

    Zhang Heng made a quick decision. At the moment when he saw that the whip was about to lock his neck, his foot was a little steep. His body was as light as a white crane, and he was three feet away from the white bone whip.

    Zhang Heng didn''t want to be held by the other party''s white bone whip winding lock until he couldn''t figure out the power of the white bone whip.

    But he just stood firmly in place, thinking that he could pull away the other party''s white bone whip. In his sight, the other party''s white bone whip was indeed three feet away from him.

    But the next moment, Zhang Heng suddenly heard a sharp and strange roar in his ear.

    Zhang Hengxin knew something bad and did not hesitate to run the defense method he understood from the unique skill of overlord gun. The long gun was waved like a dragon. In an instant, he established a silvery defense light ball around his body.

    Every silver point on the light ball is the most powerful reflection of the rotten silver gun in Zhang Heng''s hand.

    Even if the rotten silver gun in Zhang Heng''s hand has no gun head, this still does not prevent him from using the rotten silver gun in his hand to show a powerful terrorist gun.

    With the sound of Keng, the silver barrier around Zhang Heng had just formed, and the white bone whip that could not see the true face had fallen down and collided with Zhang Heng''s rotten silver gun.

    Then old man Yang, holding a strange white bone whip, suddenly shook his right hand, almost completely unconscious.

    In the next moment, the silver light ball was still intact.

    Unable to break through the white bone whip defended by Zhang hengmi''s airtight rotten silver long gun, he was shocked by the gun awn and flew out directly. With a click, he twisted a seat beside Zhang Heng into countless pieces of wood.

    The people, including Zhang Heng, haven''t seen where the pearly, glittering white bone whip is in the hands of old man Yang.

    It turned out that the dazzling bright milli light and the pearly appearance were not only to show the extraordinary of the white bone whip itself, but also had a practical ability.

    The white bone whip in old man Yang''s hand can dazzle people''s eyes through pearly treasure and bright light. It makes people misjudge and can''t find the real place of the white bone spear at all.

    How can people defend and resist when they face the enemy without knowing where their opponent''s weapons are and where the opponent''s weapons are attacking them?

    Seeing his mysterious move, the white bone whip was easily resisted by Zhang Heng''s impeccable and impenetrable defense move. Old man Yang on one side also involuntarily gave a surprised sound: "is it blocked?"

    Old man Yang''s old eyes were as deep and strange as a bottomless cold pool. He took a deep look at Zhang Heng and said, "it''s interesting! You''re the first person to block the white bone whip in my hand so easily!"

    "In that case, how does my whip taste if you taste it again?"

    Before the words fell, the pearly white bone whip in the old man''s hand suddenly came out again. The wind roared, ghosts cried and wild snakes danced, sobbing and hitting Zhang Hengfei.

    Watching the instant white bone whip hit his head, but at the same time, in Zhang Heng''s own ears, the strange white bone whip seemed to be attacking from his own back. He wanted to use the sharp white bone to directly penetrate his own vest and pierce the heart pulse in his chest!

    But Zhang Heng clearly felt that the white bone whip in front of him was the real entity.

    These two white bone long whips, I don''t know which one is the real killing move?

    What''s more terrible is that Zhang Heng also found that all his retreat had been shrouded by these two killing moves. He couldn''t stand a little under his feet and avoid the other party''s strange attack as before.

    It seemed that no matter which direction he fled or dodged, his own body was shrouded in the enemy''s white bone whip attack.

    This time, he could not escape, only the strange whip from the front to resist the attack of the other party.

    But the other party''s strange white bone whip is close at hand, but Zhang Heng is still difficult to judge. Which one of the other party''s whip is true, and which one is just a false image!

    If it is someone else, there is almost nothing to do at this time. They can only sit and wait to die.

    But Zhang Heng doesn''t need it.

    Because the white bone whip drawn by old man Yang from the flesh and blood behind him is strange and evil, but it can''t make Zhang Heng unable to deal with it.

    "Unexpectedly, the white bone whip can not only condense the illusion and confuse people''s eyes, so that the attacked people can''t see where it really wants to attack, but also create something out of nothing in the void, make a strange roar, and confuse the hearing of the attacked people."

    "If a person''s eyes and ears are confused, it seems that he has suddenly become deaf and blind. More importantly, I''m afraid this white bone whip will deceive people''s vitality when confusing people''s vision and hearing."

    "In this way, I''m afraid that ordinary warriors, even brave ones, will become at a loss and be killed by old man Yang."

    Zhang Heng thought in his heart and looked the same: "it''s a pity that he met me. When I explore around, I can not only rely on the aura of my ears and eyes, but also improve my five senses with the power of potential and jointly determine the truth, falsehood, falsehood and reality around me."

    "Although the white bone whip confused my vision and hearing, but my eyes, ears, tongue, nose and body have five senses. Although I can''t touch the white bone whip for a while, I can''t taste it, but my nose can detect the bloody gas on the white bone whip through smell."

    "Now, the bloody smell is coming from the front of my head. Although others can''t smell the faint and almost non-existent bloody smell, it is more obvious than stinky tofu. The direction of the bloody smell is just the same as the direction of the white bone whip seen by my eyes. In this way, it is very possible that the image of the white bone whip smashed on my head this time It''s actually true. On the contrary, the strange howling from behind is confusing my ears. "

    "Hehe, I didn''t expect that there was no honest man between these two people. My grandson lied a lot, was insidious and vicious, and was prone to killing and killing people. Grandpa was also crafty. He had just used the white bone long whip to create an illusion, so I knew that the white bone long whip had this ability. The next moment he turned the emptiness into reality, so I thought he did what he saw The white bone whip is also an illusion, so that if one is not careful, he will be hit and die. What he wants is beauty. "

    When Zhang Heng''s mind moved, the silver shining rotten silver gun in his hand suddenly shook. It was like a python coming out of the hole, straight forward, holding the general trend, invincible. The straight finger top was strange and inexplicable. The bloody and evil white bone whip was seven inches away!

    With a clank, the top of the rotten silver gun without a gun edge collided with the white bone whip, and immediately made a sound of gold and iron.

    The remaining potential of the white bone whip is not declining. Under the control of old man Yang''s right hand, he has to break away from contact, continue to twist the white bone whip body and stab Zhang Heng in the middle of his eyebrows.

    At this time, he handed it to Zhang Heng''s eyes and showed a bright smile.

    The rotten silver spear in Zhang Heng''s hand didn''t wait for the other party''s white bone whip to get out of contact. There were two kinds of strange strength from overlord gun in his hand.

    The thorn is as strong as a needle. He bites the white bone whip seven inches and refuses to relax at all.

    Whirling like a millstone, whirling like a tornado dancing on the nine days!