Seeing that Yang Ming was still treating Old Jack, he couldn't pull out his hand for a while, Tang San secretly touched the sleeve arrow loaded on his sleeve wrist.

Fortunately, in the past year, in addition to studying and exercising, Tang San has also worked in the blacksmith shop in Notting City, forging a batch of hidden weapons, and now the number of hidden weapons is enough to support a fierce battle.

While breathing a sigh of relief in his heart, Tang San instructed Xiao Wu:

"The enemy is strong, we can't face it head-on, we have to delay time."

Xiao Wu is also aware of the current situation, so naturally she will not be unreasonable.

Seeing that the black rider on the street was getting closer and closer, Tang San hid behind the blackened wall, and while looking at it with the corner of his eye, he secretly calculated the distance of the black rider from the village chief's house.

Five hundred meters.

Three hundred meters.

Fifty meters.

Now is the time!

Tang San's eyes burst with a gleam, and under the sandy and muddy ground, several very inconspicuous blue silver grasses suddenly grew, followed by these blue silver grasses under the nourishment of Tang San's soul power, they grew rapidly, thick as small pythons, connected with each other to form tripwires, intercepting the path of the black horse.

It must be noted that the Holy Soul Village is poor and backward, and the road can only accommodate two horses passing at the same time.

At the same time, Tang San's blue silver grass was used to yin people, which could be called invincible, the two black horses in front of them tripped under their feet, and the black horses fell to the ground, driven by inertial force, the two black horses on the saddle were thrown out, and a semi-arc free fall movement was crossed in the air.

The black rider who did not brake the horse's feet behind him directly hit the horse that stumbled in front of him, and after a while, he also fell behind, hitting a person and turning over his horse.

All of a sudden, the scene was messy, forming a major traffic accident.

Before they could react, Tang San took advantage of the cover and the moment the dust rose to block the enemy's sight, and the sleeve arrows under his sleeve wrist shot out one after another.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The sound of the wind breaking with the sound of mosquitoes hit, relying on the secret weapon techniques that the Tang Sect had tempered thousands of times, I have to say that Tang San's hand was really beautiful.

In the next moment, there was a muffled grunt and the sound of corpses falling to the ground from the black horse.

Counting the past, at least four people were killed and sixteen were injured.

It's a pity that Tang San can only take advantage of the enemy's secret opportunity to carry out a sneak attack at this time in the opening scene, so as to achieve such a victory.

After the enemy reacted, the remaining black riders got off the saddle, and colorful soul power light appeared on their bodies, and Tang San's secret weapon could no longer be as surprisingly successful as it was just now.

More than 100 black riders stood all over the street, and the black pressure was like a dark cloud overhead, forming a sense of depression, accompanied by leather boots stepping on the ground in unison, which was even more shocking.

Tang San secretly turned his head and saw that Yang Ming was still playing music to treat Old Jack, and he was extremely anxious:

"Why isn't it okay?"

This is what he blames Yang Ming, Old Jack is already old and frail, and he is seriously injured, and it is already a miracle that he can wait for Yang Ming to arrive with a sigh of relief.

Seeing that the black rider outside the door was constantly approaching, Tang San pursed his lips, glanced at Xiao Wu, and said:

"Be careful later, get ready to fight hard!"

As soon as the words fell, the black horse outside the house suddenly attacked, and the offensive was as rapid as fire!

The black riding beast that rushed to the front roared, and the red light flowed on its body, and the person charged savagely like a wild bull, ignoring the fierce secret weapon like Tang Tiantiannu scattering flowers, and ignoring the blue silver grass growing under his feet.

He pulled it out vigorously, and the very tough blue silver grass just wrapped around his legs, and was immediately uprooted and cut off by him, so fierce that it rushed straight to the door of the charred village chief's house, and a beast-like roar came out from the depths of his throat, and a fist-like martial soul appeared, and his fists surged with violent soul power fluctuations.

Rumble!

Hammering the door and wall of the house with two fists, in an instant, half of the house of the village chief's house fell apart like building blocks, revealing Tang San Xiaowu, who had retreated to Yang Ming's side, and Old Jack, who was lying on the ground.

"Snort~"

The black rider, who looked like a bull, spewed two clouds of smoke from his nostrils, and seeing that there were only three little children inside, plus a half-dead bad old man, a cruel look flashed in his eyes, and he rushed into the house in a hurry.

Yang Ming's expression changed suddenly, and the ten fingers that were caressing the guqin were withdrawn, and a touch of golden light converged on his right palm, forming the outline of the mysterious sword.

"Look for death!"

In the frightened gaze of the black knight who broke in, I saw Yang Ming wave his hand casually, and a stunning sword light slashed out, treating the black armor on his body as if it were nothing, and directly penetrated it.

The body fell to the ground, bleeding all over the ground.

Seeing that the black riders outside the house were about to rush in, Yang Ming's face turned cold, turned his back to Tang San and Xiao Wu, and said:

"Take care of my grandpa."

Xiao Wu was startled, and her mouth opened slightly:

"Yang Ming, you ......"

Xiao Wu originally saw that there were a large number of enemies, and was trying to persuade Yang Ming not to be reckless, but the three of them fled with Old Jack, and maybe there was a glimmer of life.

However, in the next moment, Xiao Wu swallowed back the words he had just spoken.

Not only her, but even Tang San had a stupid expression on his face, looking incredulous.

Soul Skill! The Body of the Fire Demon!

A cyan flame cloak appeared on Yang Ming's body, burning the clothes, transforming flesh and blood into flames, and his body swelled like a balloon, quickly rising to a height of more than ten meters, directly piercing the broken ceiling.

The skeletal skull was wrapped in flames, and the exaggerated horns on either side of its forehead snaked upwards as if they were about to pierce the sky, and from the head down was a magma-like rolling flame, constantly releasing terrifying heat in all directions.

Like the roar of an ancient creature, it came from the depths of Yang Ming's throat, ancient and vigorous:

"Why are you bothering me?"

The huge cyan flame palm fell from the sky, as wide as a greenhouse, wrapped in the hot wind blowing in the face, and before the black riders below could react, they slapped down with a fierce palm.

In the face of the high temperature of thousands of degrees, the armor, cloth, and flesh and blood all seemed so fragile, and in an instant, there was a disgusting smell of burnt meat.

A rough count, Yang Ming killed more than 20 people with just this palm!

Looking at the black horses that were constantly retreating around, in Yang Ming's skull-shaped eyes, the fire in the heart of the green lotus earth swayed violently.

Ragnaros, the king of the fire demons, dominates the flames, and Yang Ming, who has fused it, also has the ability to dominate the flames!

Pressing the palm of the flame on the ground, there was a fluctuation of soul power that made people palpitate, and the earth suddenly cracked, spreading forward in a straight line, more than 100 meters long and 20 meters wide.

Dozens of black riders fell into the crack, and before they could react, cyan flames erupted from the ground, rising into the sky along the cracked cracks, forming a wall of flames, drowning them all in the sea of fire.

"You're dead!"

Yang Ming's roar seemed to be cathartic, deafening!

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