"Boom!"

The flames were soaring, the heat wave was churning, and the brass ball contained not only strong explosives, but also Qin Yuan's most vicious design, throwing in a large amount of iron grit and shattering magic weapon fragments.

In this way, it means that the debris will shoot at everyone with a force greater than a bullet, and it will not take long to shoot.

The first to bear the brunt is that Ye Changkong and Ye Erye.

These two people's cultivation is extremely high, both are at the peak of the Bigu Realm, and both are half a step behind the Hedao Realm, as long as the purpose of their trip is not to solve the grievances with Qin Yuan, the most important thing is the things in Qin Yuan's body or mind that can help them enter the Hedao Realm.

But just such two awesome people, when they thought they were high enough to look up to Qin Yuan, they still suffered a big loss.

Ye Erye's flying sword was directly blown into two pieces, the black robe was burned to scorch, and the body of the tall and elegant fairy wind bone was full of blood holes, and the old face that was as thick as the city wall was also broken at this time, and the whole body was full of pockmarks!

Ye Changkong was a little better, he was a little farther away, he did some countermeasures, and while retreating, he condensed an aura barrier with a powerful cultivation, reducing the damage by a few points, but reducing it did not mean that it was eliminated.

He was also not lightly injured.

His hair and eyebrows were scorched, and he had an iron nail the thickness of chopsticks and the length of his thumb stuck in his arm, and his abdomen was cut by a large cut with a blade.

And the most important thing is that the heads of the two of their brothers are buzzing, as if they have been frantically a few times by the eight-edged copper hammer of the mountain, and they are in pain to death.

When the spirit controls the magic weapon, there must be a connection, if it hurts the magic weapon, the spirit will also be affected, Ye Erye's flying sword is broken into two, Ye Changkong's is better, it is not directly broken, but it is also cracked, the surface is black, and it is not much different from a burning fork.

"My day!"

The record was unexpectedly brilliant, Qin Yuan raised his head from the ground like an ostrich, startled, his scalp "snapped" and exploded, if it weren't for his luck, he would most likely go down in the history of Huangcheng in a strange way that he killed himself.

There were black smoke curling on both sides of his head, and charred "bullet holes" around the edges, and it was conservatively estimated that at least four or five fragments of magic weapons passed through the sides of his head and plunged into the ground.

"It's a bit big!"

Qin Yuan looked around with a sideways face, most of the murderous and well-trained children of the Ye family were affected, covering all parts of their bodies on the ground one by one, constantly rolling, some had their heads open, some had their thighs pierced, and Ye Meteor was the most miserable and lucky, but one of his ears was cut off in half.

Qin Yuan could expect that he would not be able to see anyone for a long time in the future, but his combat strength was not damaged much, and his arms and legs were still as sorry, of course, it was based on the fact that his heart did not collapse.

Judging from the way he covered his ears and looked at all this in front of him in a daze, he must have been in a state of panic deep down.

Of course, there are also three unlucky ghosts who were directly injured to the point in this first wave of offensive, and they were put on the ground, with more air in and less air, and they couldn't survive at the moment.

"It's okay, it's okay. ”

Compared to those little minions, Qin Yuan is most concerned about the casualties of his own people, Lady Luck is very fond of him, and his people are also injured, but they are not critical, no direct death, and of course it is not better.

One of Dashan's arms was pierced by a nail, and blood oozed from Chang Long's shoulder, and Li Chaifeng didn't know if he was injured in his butt or waist, so he covered his back and jumped straight up.

This was still the ending after they heard Qin Yuan's shout, they had infinite trust and immediately lay down, while Li Chaifeng, who was the most injured, was a few and a half beats slower.

He didn't expect that the consequences of such a huge consequence of something he had never tried that night, after several changes of mind.

In the farther away of a few people, there is an inverted iron pot-shaped curtain interception, it is the so-called thing that covers the heavens, water, electricity and earth are composed of a mixture of three spiritual powers, the toughness is far beyond cowhide, a few nails and magic weapons are casually nailed into half an inch, wedged on it, and there are faint electric snakes flowing, swearing its sovereign existence.

It can be seen that Ye Changkong and the others have worked hard to not only set up a killing game here, but also sprinkle a net of heaven and earth, which can not only block the transmission of sound and information here, but also prevent Qin Yuan from slipping away while the chaos is in chaos.

It's just that their scheming has the opposite effect, and they have left themselves and others firmly in this place like a cocoon.

"Kill!"

With Qin Yuan's loud shout, he jumped up like an injured tiger, and jumped to the side of the green-shirted scribe, the shadow of his fist flashed, and the flowing stone fist burst out with a blurry earthy yellow light, and his fist was like a huge rock, smashing straight into the face of the green-shirted scribe.

"Arrogance!"

The green-shirted scribe who was in charge of the formation here had a good cultivation, and when he reached the middle and late stages of the Bigu Realm, he was stained with blood stains on his body, and he received a few small bloodstains, but it did not hinder his battle.

He saw Qin Yuan rushing here, and also guessed Qin Yuan's plan, Qin Yuan wanted to take him down first, the formation could not be broken, and then everyone was left.

Qin Yuan's ambition shocked him again, what a crazy person this person would face such a strong enemy, and he wanted to wipe it all out like a toad devouring the sky!

You must know that although the two elder brothers of the Ye family are seriously injured, they still have the strength to fight, Qin Yuan did not catch the thief first, but made this calculation, which made him disdainful and a little frightened at the same time.

He knows deep down that a lot of crazy behavior is often supported by strong hole cards.

However, no matter whether he knew what Qin Yuan's hole cards were, he would not be careless, how could the Ye family, who could make the princes of the Huangcheng City cultivation world, come out of the nest, how could he be an idle person?

"Whoosh!"

A streamer flew out, with a blood-red light, it was a magic weapon in the shape of a spiral cone, straight to Qin Yuan's chest.

In any world, there will be rich and poor, and it is especially obvious in the cultivation world that believes in the law of the jungle, and not all cultivators in the Bigu Realm can use the flying sword.

Many more, like the green-shirted scribe, found a small piece of supernatural metal and forged it into a weapon capable of killing, whether it was a throwing knife, an awl, or a flying needle.

But sometimes things can be the opposite, some perfectionist paranoia, get an extremely valuable piece of metal, not enough to forge a flying sword, but they definitely don't want to mix other metals in it, and would rather only use a small piece.

Therefore, the people who use this magic weapon are often two extremes, either poor and white, or extremely powerful.

Regardless of whether he was poor or powerful, Qin Yuan didn't want to use his body to verify it, there was wind under his feet, and the strange footwork contained in Taizu's long fist was so wonderful that it was dangerous to avoid the past.

The sudden change under his feet, the conforming fist also disappeared, and with the strength of the punch, he bent down sharply, and a short knife half an arm's length flew out and hit the middle-aged scribe's chest.

The middle-aged scribe only felt a chill in his chest, followed by a pain like a piercing of fire tongs, and before he could make a move, a fist with a misty earthy yellow light suddenly enlarged in his vision, covering the sky and the sun, and the mountain peak was facing the door.

"Bang!"

The middle-aged scribe didn't even snort, and was shocked by Qin Yuan's triple gravity, and he fell to the ground and convulsed, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Roar!"

One of Dashan's arms was penetrated, and the blood flowed endlessly, but he didn't seem to know, his eyes were blood-red, and the fierce ferocity was completely ignited, and together with Chang Long, an eight-edged copper hammer swept and smashed, and a Zhangba snake spear stabbed and chopped, these two people are not talented people, that is, they are not visible mountains and rivers around Qin Yuan's perverted side, and when they encounter such remnants of defeated generals at this time, even if some of them are cultivated to a level higher than them, no one can beat them!

The two of them seem to be natural partners, the copper hammer is wide open and closed, the power is endless, the eight snake spears fly one after another, ruthless and tricky, the two styles are diametrically opposed, but they cooperate seamlessly, make up for each other, rely on each other, and in a moment, the three of them will either be smashed into meat puree, or a shot to seal the throat.

"Mom!"

Ye Liuxing had forgotten the pain in his ears at this time, and he had also forgotten his bold words not long ago, seeing Dashan and Chang Long killing, as if he saw the hideous demon coming out of the sea of hell and blood, he was so frightened that he turned his head and ran.

"Whoosh!"

Dashan was not pleasing to this kid early on, where would he tolerate him running away, the eight-edged copper hammer flew out, directly smashed his legs into flesh, Ye Meteor screamed, fell to the ground, grabbed the ground with both hands, and continued to flee for his life.

He wanted to see how Qin Yuan returned victorious, and now they had let him see it, but he no longer had such a joke-like banter and ridicule, he himself was a joke now.

"Poof!"

Chang Long caught up and stabbed him in the back of the heart, twisting the spearhead, brutally smashing his heart into a pile of minced meat, and the mountain jumped high from behind, and the big foot directly stepped his cheeks twisted from terror into the dirt!

"This one person and a half, Lao Tzu is better than you alone!" Dashan hammered his chest with one hand and held a copper hammer in the other, and his voice was rough and heroic.

"The one who has the last laugh is the winner, kill!" Chang Long held the Eight Snake Spear in his hand and quickly rushed towards the next target.

……

"Little bastard, you damn it!"

Second Master Ye is going crazy, there are as many as a dozen injuries on his body, and every one of them is negligible with his cultivation, but so many of them add up, but every place is restricting his hands and feet, making his combat power greatly reduced.

What's more, he saw his sons fall one by one, including his own son.

"Bang!"

Qin Yuan didn't say a word, just attacked and killed, the stone flow boxing technique was like a rolling stone flow, when Ye Erye's head was in severe pain, and his mental power was seriously damaged and he couldn't control the flying sword, he was forced by Qin Yuan to retreat step by step, and was hit hard one after another.

"I hate it!"

He roared four times, the little guy who used to be able to pinch to death with his hands had developed to such a terrifying point, he could hear that every time he shook Qin Yuan's fist, a handful of his old bones were moaning in pain.

"Click!"

There was another explosion, Qin Yuan smashed his fist on his arm, his already seriously injured body was even worse, his arm was weirdly bent, broken like a dead branch, and he had no more strength.

"Whew!"

Qin Yuan was unforgiving, and continued to chase and fight, Ye Erye was injured one after another, and there was no possibility of escape, his eyes were about to widen, and he roared, and his body expanded rapidly like a balloon.

"Die, die, no matter how talented you are, you have to bury the old man!" Second Master Ye was desperate, so he was simply decisive, and he chose to blow himself up, ready to die with Qin Yuan!