Chen Hao listened to the roar of the cannon fire and watched the Yama creatures rushing towards him without the slightest expression.

It wasn't until a long time that he suddenly moved, his palms flipped over, and a nuclear bomb appeared again, one on the left and one on the right, in each of his hands.

"Go!"

He snorted coldly, grabbed the nuclear bomb in both hands, and threw it fiercely.

Suddenly, the nuclear bomb turned into two arcs, crossed the sky, and flew towards the small village with the highest concentration of Yama creatures.

"Dodge, this is a nuclear bomb, terrifying, invincible!"

When a ghost cultivator saw a nuclear bomb falling from the sky, his eyes burst with green light, and he was all terrified, and while his feet did not stop, he dodged and ran wildly, and at the same time shouted loudly to remind other Yama creatures.

"Nuclear bombs?"

All the Yama creatures, hearing the reminder, looked up at the sky and saw two packages painted with skulls that were falling, and once they landed, once they exploded, they were infinitely powerful.

Their hearts trembled, and they were terrified.

The power of the nuclear bomb had been tested in this small world, and they all knew that almost no Yama creature could resist it.

Soon, there was a strong man in the Yama realm who commanded and shouted loudly, telling the Yama creatures that before the nuclear bomb landed, they should scatter and dodge, and the farther away the better.

At the same time, there are also Yama ghost cultivators, or Yama zombies, who want to pounce on it, die generously, and die with the two nuclear bombs.

However, as soon as they left, the nuclear bomb was too fast, and when they approached, it was too late.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Two nuclear bombs fell to the ground and exploded directly, with firelight and a monstrous roar, exploding, trying to pierce the sky.

Then see.

Two mushroom clouds rose up, a terrifying energy storm, like ocean waves, swept into the sky, centered on the place where the nuclear bomb landed, turned into a ring, in all directions, crazy surging, setting off a violent hurricane, rolling up the sky full of dust and smoke, thrilling, breathtaking.

"Ahh

There was a Yama ghost cultivator who ran wildly, fell at the end, was overwhelmed by the energy storm, let out a miserable scream, and then became nothingness, leaving no dross.

Moreover, the energy storm did not pause in the slightest, it was still terrifying, still surging, sweeping around, like a great beast of the wilderness, constantly devouring the creatures of Yama.

"Abominable humans. ”

There are masters of the Yama realm, running wildly, scattering, occasionally looking back, seeing this tragic scene, their eyes are split, and their anger is monstrous.

Before he had contact with Chen Hao and others, he suffered heavy losses, and he never expected this situation.

They are aggrieved, they are depressed.

But when you think about these nuclear bombs... It's theirs. They have a sore liver!

At the same time, Chen Hao saw the explosion of two nuclear bombs, and as a result, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he was very satisfied in his heart, and this is what he wanted.

When the energy of the nuclear bomb dissipates, it is no longer lethal. The remnants of the Yama creatures gathered again, and the green-eyed burst with murderous intent, like madness, and rushed again.

"Don't spare your hands, do your best to kill!"

Chen Hao suddenly opened his mouth and told Jiang Xiaolong and the others around him to blast out all the shells, swing the lethality of the thermal weapon to the fullest, and carry out a saturation attack.

Immediately, the roar was intensive, and the shells were like hail, falling from the sky, as if they didn't want money.

Yama creatures are falling, Yama creatures are dying.

From the small village to the location where Chen Hao and the others stood, this section of the road can be called the road to hell, and it is difficult to move an inch, even if the Yama creatures in the late stage of foundation building do not dare to resist the saturation attack of heat weapons.

Bang!

The last shell flew out, Chen Hao's side became calm, the ammunition of the thermal weapon was all exhausted, and the remaining barrels could only be used as scrap copper and rotten iron.

"Put on the weapon and kill it!"

Chen Hao glanced around him, and now everyone did not look tired, but had high morale, and their eyes were full of fighting intent.

After all, thermal weapons are simple to operate and powerful, and for Jiang Xiaolong and others, there is no burden at all, and it will not cause a feeling of fatigue.

Sonor!

Fifty-six strong men drew their weapons and buzzed with steel.

On their blades, they all have a strange brilliance, and it was Chen Hao who helped refine them on the road, which had great lethality against the Yama creatures.

"Damn human beings, without thermal weapons, you are just ants, and you will surely be wiped out among our many ghost guards. ”

A Qi Refining Stage Ghost Cultivator rushed forward, and the hot weapon that was still arrogant just now was already muted at this moment, and there were no shells.

Suddenly, his face was hideous, and he shouted excitedly, thinking that he had something to rely on, and he didn't take Chen Hao and the others in his eyes.

Because, in his opinion, without thermal weapons, Chen Hao and others are just toothless mice, and they can be crushed to death by lifting their feet.

However, before his thoughts could fall, a cold light suddenly struck.

"Noise!"

Jiang Xiaolong snorted coldly, carrying a big knife, and slashed it out, the knife light flashed, like a match, incredibly fast.

When the Yama ghost cultivator saw this scene suddenly, his eyes were stunned, a little confused, his head was full of shock, he couldn't imagine that the old man who suddenly rushed out was so strong that he couldn't dodge it with a knife.

Bang!

The big knife fell on the head of Yama Ghost Xiu, like chopping melons and vegetables, from top to bottom, split in an instant, and became two halves.

The soul in the ghost cultivator's brain did not escape, and it was also split in half, completely becoming a dead ghost.

This knife, like the fuse of the battle, the entire battlefield burst into flames.

Chen Feng, Shikong and the others, their bodies galloped and rushed into the Yama creatures.

In an instant, the monstrous shouts of killing, one after another, continued to wave, piercing the sky, taking away lives, and the terrible screams were also rising.

These Yama creatures, who have cultivated to the highest level, are only in the late stage of foundation building, and they cannot pose a threat to Jiang Xiaolong and others.

However, there are always a few who see Chen Hao standing still, the clouds are light and the wind is light, thinking that his strength is low, and quietly surround him and want to kill him.

"Capture the thief first and capture the king first, kill the enemy first!"

There is a Yama zombie, in the late stage of foundation building, with corpse gas all over his body, which is disgusting.

He opened his foul mouth, his eyes flashed green, and he looked at Chen Hao with a hideous expression.

He opened his mouth to speak, very gloomy, and determined to win.

Because next to him, there were seven or eight ghost cultivators and zombies in the foundation building realm, surrounding Chen Hao and eyeing him fiercely.

This force, relatively speaking, is very huge, and they believe that they will definitely succeed in besieging and killing Chen Hao.

"Die!"

Suddenly, the Yama zombie stomped on the ground fiercely, roaring under his feet, shattering the rocks and creating a huge crater.

With this force, his body burst up and rushed towards Chen Hao.

On the way, the corpse qi of the whole body rolled, and there was a faint yellow qi, which condensed on the fist, forming a yellow fist, revealing an evil aura.

"It's just a zombie, and it dares to make trouble, and it doesn't know whether it's dead or alive!"

Chen Hao's face was expressionless, and he gently looked at the zombies that shot in.

Suddenly, he spoke, and the cold was biting. The movement is slow, not hurried or impatient, raising the palm of the hand and pinching out the sword fingers.

(End of chapter)

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