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Chapter 69 Fatal Details

In fact, this is not a so-called sonic attack at all.

Instead, the special spiritual field formed by the two martial arts consciousnesses of the Chaotic Cloaking Sword Technique and the Hundred Explosion Fist interfered with the identification system of the mecha, causing program confusion.

The martial arts consciousness transformed by the two martial arts skills, He Sha Zou and You Long Ti Zong, can shield scientific and technological instruments.

Ancient techniques: The martial arts consciousness transformed by the two martial arts techniques of hundred-step piercing Yang and mechanical apprentice's finger tempering can interfere with the operation of the program.

Moreover, there is another arrangement of martial arts consciousness, which has become Sikong's most important trump card.

The more he digs, the more Sikong realizes that this martial arts consciousness is unfathomable, and it is almost entirely born to deal with technology, aiming to attack technological instruments from all aspects.

It seems that the two are born on opposite sides.

Sikong consulted the second world information database and learned that the martial arts consciousness transformed by this martial arts mastery was called the spiritual jade core in the imperial civilization, and was the product of spiritual mutation.

The probability of occurrence is very low, and it has nothing to do with talent and resources, but a low-probability product that came into being by chance and coincidence.

Moreover, the spiritual jade core is also unique.

That is to say, if one person possesses one spiritual jade core, then he cannot possess the second one.

But Sikong is a different kind.

Every time a martial skill is mastered, a spiritual jade core will inevitably be fed back, and then the composition of different spiritual jade cores is arranged, allowing him to break the common sense of science.

And Sikong's yelling was not for attacking the mecha, but for cheering himself up.

For example, in some martial arts cultivating civilizations, why do you have to read the name of the move, it is to stimulate your mind, let yourself go all out, and give yourself a strong psychological hint.

Of course, in some special planes, there are more unique functions.

"Cough cough..."

Sikong coughed twice, rubbed his hot forehead, wisps of smoke came out of his head after a long absence.

The integrity of the gene chain is still too low to sustain a high-intensity battle like Sikong's, and the use of the spiritual jade core has exceeded the load.

"Let's go, the movement here may attract other people."

Sikong did not thank Fengyang for saving his life, because this was just a transaction.

When something goes wrong, none of them can escape.

Sikong and the two of them didn't know exactly what the prison guards just saw to decide what to do.

But at this moment, there is no thought to study it.

The distance of less than 300 meters can be reached in a blink of an eye.

Then, a room containing a mountain peak came into Sikong's eyes.

The peak is lofty, but there are only bare brown stones piled up randomly.

On the peak, there is only one platform that can accommodate one foot.

A man with one ear missing and eyes full of cruelty and viciousness stood on the peak with one foot.

On the man's eyebrow, there is a blood-red mole, which is particularly eye-catching.

But at this time, the man was in a panic, his face was scarlet, his teeth were clenched, his blood vessels were bursting, and muscles like little snakes were crawling all over his body.

The man's thick shoulders were arched forward, and the burden on his back was comparable to that of a planet, making it very difficult for him to find a balance point.

A few bean-sized drops of sweat slid down from the man's cheeks, and fell straight down like iron beads under the tremendous gravity.

However, the moment it fell off the platform, gamma rays invisible to human eyes evaporated into the most basic molecular structure.

Death is only one foot away from this man.

"Poisonous wolf."

Sikong looked at the man outside the transparent passage, his eyes moved, and he secretly hated him.

If he hadn't completely disrupted his plan, how could he have been so passive, and how could he have been so anxiously caught between the corpse-dismembering murderer, the Imperial Tooth Bureau, and the Poisonous Wolf Star Bandits.

In the end, he had no choice but to make a dangerous move and sneak into the Emperor Ya Bureau at the risk of his own life!

There is nothing wrong with Poison Wolf arriving at the Ninth Gathering Star in order to trace the whereabouts of Jun Ce Shangliang.

But it was not wrong for Sikong to frame Poison Wolf for self-protection.

This is a game that only distinguishes positions and does not distinguish between right and wrong.

For the loser, the cost is his life.

While Sikong hated secretly, there was another person who had the awe-inspiring intent to kill the poisonous wolf.

As the murderous intention in Venomous Fang's heart was revealed, many terrifying visions appeared around him.

Countless evil ghosts haunted the road, and the hysterical ones wanted to rush to the peak behind the passage.

Eat the poisonous wolf in one mouthful.

It has to be said that Poison Fang is really a decisive killer. One moment he respected Poison Wolf as the boss, and the next moment he completely turned his back on him.

Poison Fang looked at Poison Wolf outside the transparent passage, and smiled sinisterly: "Don't blame me, Poison Wolf, but blame your bad life."

"Ok?"

But in the prison, the Poisonous Wolf on the ten thousand zhang peak was throbbing in his heart, his scalp was numb, and the sting of death came to his heart.

At his level, he can already clearly perceive the crisis and predict the future development at the next moment.

In his eyes, scenes of hallucinations flashed, and finally, they were frozen in nothingness.

Nothingness means that he has no future.

Those who have no future are dead.

"Am I going to die?"

Poisonous Wolf's face changed drastically, and he looked around, exhausted his eyes, but couldn't see the edge of this prison.

In this divided prison, those outside can see the inside, but those inside cannot see the outside.

"Di Ya's people want to kill me? No, it's impossible, I haven't confessed yet, and it's still useful, they can't kill me!"

The throbbing of life and death became more and more obvious, and Poisonous Wolf's face became ferocious, and then, a thought emerged from his heart, which became brighter and brighter.

"Could it be the fangs? But, this is the Emperor Ya Bureau, how could he come in!"

As the leader of the Poisonous Wolf Star Bandits, Poisonous Wolf naturally knows the temperament of these Star Bandits, there is no loyalty, only interests.

And the current Poison Wolf Star Bandit is a deformed organization driven by high pressure and high profits.

Absolutely powerful, yet absolutely fragile.

And when he dies, the most beneficial thing is the fangs!

Poisonous wolf's panting sound was like pulling a bellows. Poisonous wolf stared in front of him, as if he could see through this space, and directly saw Sikong and the other two under the organic passage.

But in the organic channel, Sikong looked at the virtual screen on the wall, but he was a little bit at a loss.

This place is not like Sikong's hometown. The yamen cells where prisoners are held are all made of crossbars or fine iron. Prisoners can be killed through gaps.

In imperial civilization, the punishment system for criminals is harsh, but at the same time, the management and criminal laws for criminals are very strict.

The [-]-story underground prison seems harsh, but in a sense, it also eliminates any possibility of avenging private revenge and bending the law for personal gain.

It's just because any action towards the criminals in the room has to go through the virtual screen in front of Sikong's eyes.

And the right to use this virtual screen is only available to the director of the Imperial Yacht Bureau!
Sikong smiled wryly again and again, it is a wise man who thinks so much, there must be one omission, he has thought of everything, but he just made this common sense mistake.

Subconsciously deliberate the plan based on the local conditions and customs of the hometown, but stumbled on the details.

And the details of the error, often fatal!

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