This point, Meng Yanshan naturally thought of it, but there was a big problem in front of him. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info the eight black-clothed thieves can burst out of the fire with the palm wind. As long as there are a few thieves, this fire cannot be extinguished.

Yu Qian shook his head, raised his eyebrows, and a little ruthlessness appeared in his eyes: "Then get rid of it." ”

The so-called elimination naturally refers to the slaughter of those black-clothed people who pretended to be Demon Valley.

"Those people are very good at martial arts, and they can all make fire with internal strength. I tried it just now, and the fire was so weird that anything that fell into it would turn to ashes. Ordinary officers and soldiers could not get close to them, and if they were shot with arrows and thrown into the fire, they would be buried invisible, and they would not be able to deal with them at all. "Mengyan Mountain Road.

If he competes with internal strength, although Meng Yanshan thinks that his internal strength is okay, he also knows that he has little hope of winning if he wants to deal with eight people with the strength of one person.

If not, Mengyan Mountain would have started a long time ago.

With the martial arts skills of these people, it is obvious that they are members of the Mengyu clan, and there is not even the slightest suspense. It is of little use to keep them down.

Yu Qianshuang half-squinted, and muttered: "Unexpectedly, these people have such skills." It seems that he must not be an ordinary pawn, he should be the right-hand man of the emperor's side. ”

"There's no rush either. The fire was so fierce that the yard was submerged in flames, and they were deep in it, and sooner or later they would die. Meng Yanshan said.

After hearing this, Yu Qianshuang withdrew his gaze from the sea of fire, turned the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "They put the fire." How can they be destroyed by the fire, who are the keepers of fire? These fires, instead of hurting them, will become their umbrella. ”

A layer of hot enchantment formed by the fire is enough to insulate all dangers from the outside world.

Hearing Yu Qianshuang say this, Meng Yanshan suddenly reacted. The Mengyu clan is not an ordinary human at all, but a strange family that is worshipped as a god and witch, and fire is their talisman.

"How's that okay?" Meng Yanshan's eyes finally had a little anxiety.

"Then you can only fight once." After that, Yu Qianshuang's white eyebrows frowned, his face darkened, and he jumped over, and he had already climbed over the courtyard wall and entered the inner courtyard.

Yu Qianshuang has been meditating on the snowy mountains for several years, and his body has long been integrated into the cold air of the snowy mountains. It was not like Chi Ling'er who was sealed with flames, and for her, a few fires were not enough to cause her trouble.

The eight people in the iron cage took turns casting spells and luck, using their own internal power to fuel the ignition, hoping to fuse the iron bars of the cage where they were held with extreme fire.

The iron bars are made of refined steel, and they are cast very coarsely, so that they are not so easy to fuse. However, as the saying goes, as long as the deep iron pestle is sharpened into a needle. If they persist like this, they may be able to make it happen.

When Yu Qianshuang came in, one of the railings of the iron cage had already been burned red by the flames.

It's dangerous! Fortunately, it came in time, otherwise the consequences would have been unpredictable.

Suddenly seeing Yu Qianshuang standing outside the iron cage, the eight black-clothed people were shocked, hurriedly turned their heads, and the eight hands burst out sixteen beams of flames, shooting at Yu Qianshuang in one volley.

Yu Qianshuang did not block or hide, and forcibly absorbed all the flames on his body.

But as soon as the faint green flame touched her body, it immediately disappeared and disappeared into invisibility.

When several people saw it, their faces were full of surprise, and they subconsciously stepped back, and their tones were full of disbelief: "You are not afraid of fire?" ”