After waiting for a while, Zhao Qizhi sneaked around again and hid behind a big tree.

Although Mo Yunfan knelt down and turned his back to him, he could still discover his existence.

He is a powerful Divine Soul Dao master, even if the Divine Soul is not out of the body, he can still see any object within a kilometer behind him.

Zhao Qizhi thought that he was very careful, Mo Yunfan would definitely not be able to find him, but he was deceiving himself.

Sneaking around, he pulled out a cylinder made of stainless steel, with a mechanism for firing silver needles to hurt people.

Don't underestimate this kind of concealed weapon launcher less than three inches long, the lethality of a sneak attack is very powerful.

Of course, the silver needle is not made of silver, but it is silver-plated, and the core of the silver needle is a particularly hard black iron.

Coupled with the ejection power of the device and the true qi input from the silver needle, the penetration ability of the silver needle is very strong, and even the true qi protection body of the third-level martial sect cannot resist it.

Mo Yunfan is a first-level martial sect, but the strength of his physical body is not much stronger than that of a third-level martial sect.

Seeing that the other party was so because of him, and he couldn't get up, he could only control the God of War Python Divine Spear and take the lead in killing him.

He didn't want to be shot by this kind of silver needle, and if the silver needle was poisonous, wouldn't he have to make a lot of effort to detoxify it.

Even if his flesh is strong and he is shot by a silver needle, he will pierce his skin, and if he can not be injured, who would be stupid enough to make people hurt!

Zhao Qizhi just aimed at Mo Yunfan, the God of War Python Divine Spear, and with a whoosh, a white light flashed in the air, snorting, directly piercing the waist-thick trees.

After all, he was too far away, and after the God of War Python Divine Spear pierced through the trees, his strength was greatly weakened.

Zhao Qizhi was so frightened that he rolled out and was not stabbed, but the silver needle launcher in his hand had already been touched, and fifty cold rays of light flew out. However, all of them are missed!

"Paralyzed, he found it again!"

Zhao Qizhi was extremely angry, and fled again with a disgraced face.

"Brother Yun Fan is angry, it's not worth being angry for this kind of villain!" Yang An opened his mouth to persuade.

"No, I'm not angry! This kind of clown doesn't deserve my anger. He can't toss any other tricks, if you want to hurt me, it's hard!"

After a while, the persevering Zhao Qizhi came back, this time not sneaking around, but straightening his waist and standing five hundred meters behind Mo Yunfan.

"Mo Yunfan, I know that you can endure a lot, but no matter how big you are, can you resist it?"

With a wave of his hand, a heavy cannon landed in front of him.

He loaded the shell, aimed at Mo Yunfan, and laughed.

"I don't believe that if you don't move, if you don't hide, even if you can't be killed, Lao Tzu will destroy your good deeds today!"

"It's so ruthless!" Yang An turned around and saw that the artillery had been brought in, and hurriedly moved his legs into the distance like crabs. He moved on his knees, still not getting up.

Mo Yunfan couldn't cry or laugh: "Brother Yang, you don't want to worship me, now you don't want to live and die together!"

"This ...... Besides, I suspect that this guy's aiming skills are too poor to kill you, and I will lose a lot of money if I kill me with one shot!"

Mo Yunfan shouted at the courtyard: "Uncle, he has bombarded me with cannons, don't you care?

"Old man, don't be nosy, or I'll even bang you!" Zhao Qizhi roared fiercely, and then laughed, "This is the fiercest artillery, and even the strong martial arts can't catch it!"

The old man staggered out the door, "Why don't you try to shoot him?"

"Try it, I don't believe it, you can fix the artillery!"

Thorn, the fire shone, the cannon was ignited, boom, a huge fireball, crashing towards Mo Yunfan.

"I'll go, old fellow, won't you make a move?"

Mo Yunfan was furious, his whole body was full of light, and his spiritual power was like a surging wave released from behind him.

In an instant, time seemed to flow much slower, and the fast and terrifying cannonballs seemed to slow down much in the air.

Mo Yunfan was also like a crab, moving quickly to dodge the cannonballs.

Whoosh, the cannonball flew past him and slammed into the old man.

The old man grabbed it, and the void in front of him instantly darkened, and the cannonball fell directly into the darkness and could not be found.

"You're cheating on me!" Mo Yunfan glared at the old guy. Obviously he had the ability to block it, but he didn't care, the cannonball shot at him, and he grabbed it and made such a powerful cannonball disappear. It's not clear that I'm cheating!

"Ahem, there was a mistake just now, and the movement was half a beat slower!"

"Dizzy!" Mo Yunfan sneered, "If I die, I will definitely go to greet the eighteenth generation ancestor of your family!"

"I'll make it up to you, though!"

The old man shook his body, and the next second he appeared in front of the artillery. Zhao Qizhi was still laughing, but the laughter was broken, and he turned around and ran away in horror.

The old guy was so strong that he actually caught the cannonball.

"Can you still run?"

The old man hooked his hand, and Zhao Qizhi, who escaped, actually fell back. The old man sent the darkness in front of his hand into the barrel of the cannon.

"Okay, you can run now, I'll count three, if you escape this shot, it's your life!"

After speaking, he let Zhao Qizhi go and began to count.

Zhao Qizhi screamed, just fled, and after thinking about it, I will definitely not be able to escape if I escape like this, whoosh, he jumped over and pounced on Yang An.

Yang An was a scholar, so he naturally couldn't dodge, and he instantly grabbed the pulse and strangled his neck.

"Old fellow, if you want to kill me, I'll let him carry him! This is a world-famous champion, of course, now he has become a commoner, but he is a famous Confucian scholar, if you kill him. There will inevitably be a lot of people coming up to dismantle you, and those stinky people are not to be messed with!"

"Shameless enough!"

"Hey, little one, you're not trying to kill him. Now, I give you permission to kill people here!"

"I can't break this situation! It's easy to kill people, but it's hard to save people!" Mo Yunfan shook his head.

That's right, it's easy to kill Zhao Qizhi in this situation, but it's very difficult to kill Zhao Qizhi without hurting Yang An.

A strange light suddenly flashed in the old man's eyes, and Mo Yunfan felt that he couldn't move.

"I'll go, time and space are frozen by you again!"

The old man smiled and walked towards Zhao Qizhi, Zhao Qizhi's face changed greatly, he couldn't move if he wanted to kill, he couldn't move if he wanted to escape.

"Are you stupid, you still want to take hostages and blackmail me!"

The old man laughed mockingly, had already broken Zhao Qizhi's hand away, and then slapped him three times on the head.

"Are you stupid, stupid or not? With me here, you still want to use this trick!"

"Ah, I was wrong, I know I was wrong!" Zhao Qizhi's intestines were all repentant, and his self-righteous and clever approach made him fall into absolute passivity.

"Is it over if it's wrong?" the old man sneered, "You don't have a chance!"

After speaking, he waved his hand lightly, and Zhao Qizhi flew up like a puppet, and then landed where he had fired the cannon before.

Then the old man moved his fingers again, and the cannon flew to where Mo Yunfan was, and then he put Mo Yunfan in front of him like a chess.

"Well, history will repeat itself, and that's fair to you. Shoot at him, boy, and hope he's as lucky as you are to dodge the artillery. ”

"Ah...... Don't!" Zhao Qizhi yelled, "Master, come and save me!"

Zhao Qizhi was arrogant and knew that it was impossible for him to dodge the attack of the cannonball by luck like Mo Yunfan. His laws of time and space are too weak, and he will surely die if he competes with artillery fire.

Now his only hope is to shout loudly, hoping to alarm Master.

Zhao Qizhi's master, a junior elder of the Qiankun Holy Academy, and an existence in the first-level martial venerable realm.

As soon as his howl fell, a white light flew in this direction.

A square-faced, long, goatee-like, fifty-something man fell.

"Who dares to kill my apprentice?"

This shout was like thunder exploding on the flat ground, shocking all directions!