The fire dragon swept through a fan-shaped area like some kind of high-energy laser weapon, and all the killers who were still in the state of staggered defense and charge were swept by the fire dragon like a pillar of light, and a terrifying high heat with infinite mechanical thrust came from the fire dragon, and swept them all out in an instant. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Yinchen's striking knife was simply amazing, he actually quietly withdrew his hand for a moment on the way to sweep, and as a result, a huge gap leaked out of the fan that the fire dragon swept, and Zhao Lingfeng, who was facing Yinchen, happened to be standing in the gap, unharmed.

This is the correct use of Yun Wuyue's inheritance. In long-range magic, in AOE, it is perfectly targeted and filtered, only hurting enemies, not allies. This miraculous Black Sky Flame Dragon Hand Knife only made Wan Jianxin feel relaxed. "Yinchen, sure enough, among us, you are still the one who has made the greatest progress! What kind of cultivation genius that I have not met in a thousand years, I blush when I hear others comment on me like this now!" He would not hesitate to praise at this moment.

"Okay, watch out for the three of us, very unfortunately, surrounded. "Yinchen was said by Wan Jianxin, but he was a little embarrassed, his hedging physique is very good, his talent and hard work are in exchange for the legendary rank of the sixteen-year-old that has never been met for eternity, but his martial arts wisdom root, that is the first giant pit in the history of the fake. Ten years after coming to the other world, he has never given up cultivating "Qingfeng Decision", because it has become a habit of getting up early to exercise, but ...... Completely useless.

I can't learn "Qingfeng Decision" for ten years, and this kind of waste wood physique silver dust doesn't dare to say it at all.

Silver Dust's move was old, and the fire dragon also suddenly rushed back, gathering into a large ball of burning flames in Silver Dust's hands. Silver Dust raised his eyebrows in surprise, he had obviously cut off the supply of dark power, and the magic should be terminated immediately, but the basin-sized flame on his palm was still burning, emitting a gentle heat, what was going on?

"How is it possible, now that my power has been disintegrated into magic and dark power, hedged against each other, and has always been in a state of balance, it is impossible for such a thing to be out of control?" He watched as the large ball of fire fell to the ground, not exploding or incinerating anything, but rapidly condensing into a small black-red metal turret.

160 mm caliber Magic Guided armor-piercing howitzer.

Silver Dust's eyes widened, and he used the dark power to remotely control the heavy cannon that suddenly conjured. The turret rotated, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at a killer who was getting up from the dirt, and the man of shallow knowledge had not yet realized that he was in absolutely mortal danger.

"God Killer Cannon!" Silver Dust's pupils tightened, and the heavy cannon suddenly moved backwards, and then returned to its original position, and with a loud bang, a large fireball with a diameter of 160 mm flew towards the killer at a slow speed that could be seen with the naked eye, and the strange thing was that the killer's movements also seemed to be slowed down, becoming equally slow.

As if a close-up of a kill in some kind of video game, Silver Dust, Wan Jian Xin, and Zhao Lingfeng watched as the fireball easily tore through the man's Gangfeng, tore the man's back, and rushed into his chest, and then the whole person exploded into a large ball of bright fire, shattering thousands of corpses and turning flesh into ashes.

Within a radius of three feet, the flames were raging, and the killers who had just been swept away by the fire dragon and suffered from burns screamed like crazy ducks, and fled in all directions. Silver Dust's eyes were small, and when he raised his hand, he shot a thousand hands into the sky and forbidden the Great Seal, and a group of black balls flew out silently from his fingertips, engulfing everyone accurately, and after a while, the darkness dissipated, and those killers fell to the ground one by one, unable to get up again.

"What's going on?" At this moment, two voices came from behind at the same time, and the ten thousand people heard the roar of continuous explosions in the back garden, put down the teacup and rushed over, and all they saw were the messy back garden and the three unharmed young people, oh no, and two black-clothed people who used special magic skills to restrain the breath of their whole body and sneak through with the help of the shadows of the surrounding trees and walls.

The two Yuanying masters just glanced at it quickly, and they almost understood what had happened, it was nothing more than that the three young people had just met and were attacked by a group of guys who appeared out of nowhere. He Lao looked at his own son with an axe in one hand, looking like he was facing a great enemy, and immediately snorted coldly, and reached out to pick up a black-clothed boy who was about to quietly bypass him and lean towards Zhao Lingfeng's side. Although he didn't know why he lost his sword, he was always with the silver-haired man and the young man in dark blue clothes, so he didn't say a word, and ran to the back of another black-clothed man who sneaked towards Wan Jianxin with a cold face, raised his right foot, and kicked at the black-clothed man's life. He only kicked the man into the air and flew over Wan Jianxin's head, and fell ten feet away in front of Silver Dust. The silver-colored magician's eyes widened in amazement as he watched the poor creature clutch his back and scream. "Kicked to the door and not dead?" his irresponsible spitting was completely annihilated by the louder and louder noise.

"The police were the last to arrive. After a few breaths, the old bustard of Cardinal Tower, who had a vegetable-looking face, rushed over with a kind of bodyguard, and was subjected to a rather modern taunt from Yinchen. At this time, Wan Jianxin, Wan Ren Xiang and Zhao Lingfeng had already known each other, and Wan Xiang had finally met the amazing silver-haired young man in the mouth of his lover. "At a young age, he has been exploring the Dao Immortal Journey for a few years? Such qualifications, rare in the world, when Jian Xin is as old as him, I am afraid that he has just touched the threshold of the Killing Dao! Such a talent, he can't actually cultivate divine skills, and he can't master swordsmanship, it's a pity! There is no cultivation, but he can continue to explore the Great Dao, find another way, can be ordinary people, his perseverance, his endowment, his mind, respectable, admirable!" This is the evaluation of Yinchen in the hearts of thousands of people, he didn't say it, after all, it was a bit of a suspicion of killing, but in his heart, he was extremely lucky that Wan Jianxin was able to make such a brother of life and death.

After greeting each other, and explaining the misunderstanding, several people naturally have no reason for hostility, but these black-clothed people who were beaten down still have to deal with it well, after all, this is the largest Fengyue place in Pershing City, and if there is an attack on guests here, even the emperor can be alarmed.

Of all the men in black, two have completely lost their breath. The first is the one who was killed by Zhao Lingfeng, although Zhao Lingfeng's magic skills are very powerful, but after all, he lacks experience, even if he reaches the realm of transforming qi, the Gangfeng under his hand is not mellow enough, and he cut off the bronchial tubes of that guy with an axe, and the lung lobes, esophagus, liver and spleen and other organs are naturally not spared, and he also ripped out the stomach, and without using the Juyuan rescue in time, he was suffocated by bleeding and suffocated. The other one is the unlucky guy who was bombarded into slag by Silver Dust's divine killing.

The rest of the people, most of them were burned by Silver Dust's Black Sky Flame Dragon, and they were poisoned by fire and needed to be treated, Silver Dust's Black Sky Flame Dragon itself did not have any impact force, only a flexible mechanical thrust, like the extinction of winter, all the explosive power of this magic was integrated on the last God Killing Cannon, explosion, impact, suffocation, air waves, how cruel and cruel it was, and if Silver Dust did not fire the last God Killing Cannon, then this magic would always exist in a materialized way, but it would not affect the subsequent casting.

Just when the old bustard arrived at the scene, knelt down with a plop, and cried and begged Zhao Lingfeng to spare his life while kowtowing violently, the sound of dense footsteps sounded again, and the secret guards of the True King's Mansion were armed with bright and flickering long swords and big knives, and rushed in savagely, surrounding several people, but they were reprimanded by the old man to "collect" those black-clothed people. Obviously, just now, a few bodyguards from the Cardinal Bird Building wanted to quietly carry those black-clothed people down, but they were violently stopped by Silver Dust.

At this moment, he is in the midst of the light elemental compensation, and the cold of the deep snow is emitted in the form of a finger, leaving no trace, but it can make people die of pain.

"I knew that without the inner ghost, how could so many people sneak in through the secret guards of the palace. Silver Dust said coldly.

"This lord, please say good things to Lord Shizi, and let the slave have a way out, right? The slave really doesn't know anything, really doesn't know anything!" The old bustard heard Yinchen's cold words, kowtowed like pounding garlic, no way, the emperor and the ladies were busy managing the palace city and the country, this Pershing City, that is, a so-called protection and management outside, is it just a name, without the slightest real power, within the city wall, outside the palace wall, who really has a big official title, whoever has a high title is the boss, but in this world, except for the emperor, whose title can be bigger than the prince?

In other words, here, if you provoke the people of the Prince's Mansion, you are basically looking for death.

As a mage, Yinchen was naturally disgusted by this style of kneeling and begging for mercy. He turned his head to see how the newborn prince of the town would handle this kind of thing.

The prince shook his head and put on an expression of sighing: "I said you, haven't you understood it until now? This kind of thing came out, you said you don't know, it was a dereliction of duty, even if the official family does not blame, the reputation of your building will be ruined, and it is strange that the proprietor behind you does not pick your skin! You say you know, that is an accomplice, and you have to be caught by those cool officials of the Criminal Department to serve for a good life, it is really better to die than to be happy!" This kind of thing, no matter what, as long as it happens, it is your fault, and it is your fault horizontally and vertically! If you are wrong, you have to admit punishment, and whether you know the reason or not, why don't you pay close attention to those bodyguards and turtle slaves under you?"

Zhao Lingfeng's words were reasonable, and he actually choked the old bustard on the spot, and even forgot to kowtow. Yinchen and Wan Jianxin listened to his words on the side, and they couldn't help but give a thumbs up, and said in their hearts, this true prince is really an extraordinary person, not to mention anything else, just this eloquence, it is not something that the prince of the prince's mansion can have.

"Mommy, Mommy! Oh no! Oh no! It's ...... outside" At this moment, a young prostitute with an unfamiliar face ran in from outside in a panic, because Zhao Lingfeng and the three of them were still blocked at the door of the back garden at this time, so this little girl who looked like she was only three years old (really a girl who didn't break her body) seemed to be in a panic and ran straight towards Zhao Lingfeng, wanting to pass directly between Yinchen and Zhao Lingfeng, which is generally considered to be a collision with the nobles, but a thirteen-year-old little girl doll, and encountered an emergency, it stands to reason that no one will care too much about the aristocratic lord in this way, after all, the aristocratic lords all want to save face, so when this little girl ran over, Zhao Lingfeng, Wan Jianxin, Wan Xiang and even He Lao just raised their eyes and swept her, and didn't care too much, not only because she was a poor little girl who was sold into the Qinglou, but also because this little girl didn't even have the slightest aura of Gangfeng.

She, like Yinchen, is a "wasted person" who doesn't know any magic skills. Like Silver Dust, in the perception of all Divine Skill cultivators, her presence is very thin, just like an elephant doesn't pay attention to the ants on the ground. The first sight of everyone here excludes her from the range of dangerous people, except for Silver Dust. Her vain steps, sunken temples, and the softness of the weak willow breeze in her movements really couldn't make people feel much wary, except for silver dust.

When Yinchen heard her voice, he didn't care, but when he glanced at her casually, his face became a little solemn.

He quietly moved two small steps, sandwiching himself between Wan Jianxin and Zhao Lingfeng, and seemed to block the road between the two of them to let the girl pass. Silver Dust was calm, silently adjusting the mana of the light in the realm, and silently recited the incantation: "Kill the gods and destroy the Luo Immortal Tribulation Song." On his hands, the silver reflection seemed to become brighter and bluer.

Yinchen's movements were so fast that the little girl couldn't react at all, so she crashed into his arms, and blood splashed out in this inadvertent instant.

"Silver Dust!" Wan Jianxin's voice was filled with uncontrollable rage, he clenched his fists, and a distraction realm wind erupted, turning the ten thousand people who were just facing away from them and He Lao hurriedly turned around. Zhao Lingfeng didn't react for a while, until the blood splattered out, staining his dark blue robe, and then he suddenly woke up, and the plate axe in his hand was instantly raised, but he never had a chance to fall again.

Everything happened so suddenly. A short dagger made of an arrow from an air-extinguishing arrow was tightly held in the little girl's hand, and she struggled to pull it out of Yinchen's arm, and the blood grooves and barbs on the arrow were still hung with bright red minced meat, and then she reversed the dagger and stabbed it down again as fast as a little girl could have. The next second, blood gushed like a spring.