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At the moment of the explosion just now, Ye Cuo couldn't dodge at all, Rao is body was harder than steel, and he was also pierced by countless fragments, and his whole body looked like a hedgehog.

The few masked people standing with him instantly turned into a puddle of flesh and blood because of the lack of body hardness.

Ye Cuo was swept away by the violent wave of qi, and before he could get up, a huge carriage in the sky smashed down again, and Ye Cuo couldn't dodge at all.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the carriage directly smashed Ye Co underneath.

A masked old man next to him, seeing this scene with his own eyes, couldn't help but shrink his pupils slightly, and sighed: Good boy, he can be regarded as a genius, but it's a pity that his life is too short, this is not enough for your own creation, rest in peace.

He had been fighting with Ye Cuo for a long time just now, and he could feel that Ye Cuo's force value was definitely above him.

And Ye Cuo is only eighteen or nineteen years old, such a genius is really terrifying.

But this carriage smashed down, and the strength of tens of thousands of catties is there, even if Ye Cuo is a genius, it is impossible not to die. Even if it's a stone below, it can be smashed into powder directly.

The old man frowned, and sighed in his heart, but since it was not from his own side, he would die if he died, although it was a pity, but it was very happy.

The old man was like a tiger, walking through countless falling objects, and the people around him were constantly stoned to death, but he was unscathed.

On the ground, there is a ravine, which is the trace of the bronze tripod rolling down.

The old man's eyes were calm, and he carefully dodged the falling objects in the sky, like a ghost, extremely elegant, shuttling all the way down to the abyss below.

Behind him was a rolling mudslide that swept through trees, dirt, stones, and tumbling carriages like a flash flood.

The old man knew that it would be impossible to carry away the bronze tripod by himself, but he had to catch up and make a mark.

However, to the old man's surprise, the railroad tracks in the sky also broke, and the falling things became denser and denser.

It's not that his body is not good enough, but he can't dodge it at all.

A piece of cement mottled with steel bars smashed down directly. The old man had no way to avoid it, so he could only run the internal qi of his whole body to his back and carry this piece of cement hard.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, and the cement block smashed directly on the old man's back.

"Poof!"

The old man opened his mouth, directly spurted out a mouthful of bright blood, and rolled on the ground, where he had stood before, a railroad track fell from the sky and plunged deep into the ground.

The old man stood up trembling all over, opened his mouth and spat out a few more mouthfuls of blood, and continued to run forward.

In the abyss below the mountain, a bronze tripod mottled with patina broke many trees along the road and rolled into a deep ditch.

The old man jumped in front of the bronze tripod, although he knew that he could not move, but he couldn't help but stretch out his hand and shake it.

The bronze tripod was extremely heavy, and it did not move in the ditch.

The old man looked up, looked at the whole mountain that was about to collapse, turned his head and ran.

This bronze tripod, not long after it was dug out of the soil, was about to be buried again. The old man had no choice but to look left and right, remember the landmarks here, and prepare to come back and dig out the bronze tripod later.

Feng Qianxu saw it in the canyon full of falling objects, running like a bolt of lightning.

Although he knew that the bronze tripod had rolled into the abyss below, he did not go down to look for it, but rummaged through every corner, looking for Ye Cuo's whereabouts.

The whole mountain was landslided, and the endless mudslide rolled down, and the wind jumped up and down on it, but it was like a leisurely stroll, and it was not affected at all.

He was so fast that before the mudslide could bury him, he ran to the other side. If it weren't for the fact that the Adeptus couldn't practice martial arts, which caused Feng Qianxu's attack power to be low, with his speed, no one would be able to beat him.

At this time, Feng Qianxu became more and more anxious the more he searched, because there was no shadow of Ye Cuo everywhere.

Looking at the few carriages on the ground, Feng Qianxu's heart gradually sank to the bottom.

This mudslide, like an earthquake, lasted for half an hour, half of the mountain collapsed, and a large part of the canyon below was buried, and the bronze tripod was buried by the mud again.

The masked old man had already run out of the buried area of the mudslide, looked back at the buried place, turned around and quietly disappeared into the canyon.

He was hit by a cement block in the back, he had already smashed out internal injuries, he had been coughing up blood, and as soon as he walked to the edge of the canyon, a white light flashed in front of him, and a figure had appeared in front of him.

"Say, where is Ye Wrong?" Feng Qianxu stood in front of him, his eyes cold.

The old man looked at him with a hint of appreciation: "I heard that the four sons of Feng Bu are the best among you, and today it seems that they are really extraordinary." The two of us joined forces, and there were people in the dragon group as internal responses, so we got this extremely careful plan, but I didn't expect that in the end, almost all the troops were wiped out, and only the old man was left.

And you, on your side, were unharmed, and took away a little girl and a little madman surnamed Yan. However, the kid surnamed Ye you are looking for has been stoned to death by the carriage, don't look for it!"

"Impossible, he won't die!You two join forces?Which two of you?Also, who should be in the Dragon Group?" Feng Qianxu was furious in his heart.

Although he knew that the other party's actions were so precise and well-planned, there must be a ghost, but the death of so many good brothers really made him sad.

Hearing the news that there is an inner ghost really made him extremely angry.

The masked old man sneered: "Boy, just after praising you, you started to be stupid, how could I tell you this?"

Feng Qianxu's face was gloomy, and he said angrily: "Since that's the case, then you can stay today." ”

The masked old man laughed: "Boy, I know that your speed is as fast as a ghost, and you can be called the best in the world, but your fists are too weak." I can't hurt you, but you can't hurt me. ”

Feng Qianxu is like playing a game, adding all the attribute points to agility, although the speed is fast, but there is no attack power, the old man is not afraid of him at all, and said very arrogantly: "I want to go, can you stop me?"

"He can't stop you, and what about me?" a man with a golden glow came out from behind a tree, reached out and pulled out a piece of iron stuck in his shoulder, and threw it on the ground with a clang.

When the old man saw it, his eyes widened: "You are not dead? How is it possible? I obviously saw that you were smashed under the carriage." ”

Ye Cuo waved his hand: "There is a window in the carriage, it is empty inside, standing in the position of the window, isn't it just at the same time as being smashed, entering the interior of the carriage, you don't understand this?

The old man spit out a mouthful of blood, wanting to cry without tears, but he didn't expect Ye Cuo to die like this.

PS: This book will not be finished for the time being, and it will be completed next year at the earliest.