The cooperation between Qi Ling and Wei Su is wonderful, and there is no gap in the connection, as if it has been rehearsed thousands of times.

The black artifact the size of a little finger left the artifact that launched it with a huge roar, and at a speed exceeding the speed of sound, it flew towards Qi Ling through the air.

The huge recoil immediately shattered Wei Su's jaw, and caused his entire body to fly upside down, falling to the ground fiercely.

Although there were layers of defensive talismans around Qi Ling's body, he did not shake the black artifact launched by Wei Su head-on, but collided with the black artifact at an extremely ingenious angle, thus getting a huge impetus to fly towards Xiao Sheng.

Despite this, the several layers of defensive talisman light shields around Qi Ling's body were still like the ice layer of fire that he encountered, quickly dissolving under the huge power and high temperature of the black artifact. When he approached Xiao Sheng, there was no longer any light shield around Qi Ling's body.

"Get out of the way!" Qi Ling's entire body pounced on Xiao Sheng, throwing Xiao Sheng to the ground, and the psychic thing Jiutianpu naturally appeared in his hand, releasing a holy light, enveloping him and Xiao Sheng in it.

Mo Han, who was flying to the highest point in the air, suddenly had a hint of banter on the bright smile on the corner of his mouth at the moment when Qi Ling shouted out and dodged: "Who said that no one else can kill you except me?"

Yin Zheng finally understood where the crisis he felt came from, and why Mo Han's bright smile made him so cold. He wanted to dodge, but at the moment he couldn't avoid it. Because although Mo Han said that it was not him who killed him, can Mo Han's words be believed?

The answer is not to believe it. Because at this time, Mo Han was holding the killing blade in his two arms, and his body was complete, like a prawn, and he had already sent the tip of the killing blade to the top of his head, just like the distance his Yin Demon Silk reached Mo Han's chest.

Yin Zheng has no way to retreat, once he dodges, he will usher in Mo Han's stormy attack, and lose the first move, and be at a disadvantage. With the current position of the Killing Blade above his head, Yin Zheng believed that once he avoided it, what awaited him would inevitably be death, and it would not even bring any harm to Mo Han. And if he didn't dodge, the black artifact that Wei Su shot over would hit him accurately, and Mo Han's killing blade would also pierce his head, but his Yin Demon Silk would also pierce Mo Han's chest and grow wildly in his body.

Several thoughts flashed in Yin Zheng's mind in an instant, and in the end, his decision was not to avoid it, and the Yin Demon Silk in his hand did not slow down, and stabbed towards Mo Han's chest: "Go to death, even if I die, I will let you bury me." ”

There was no killing intent in Mo Han's eyes, let alone on his body. As a qualified top killer, in many cases, Mo Han has learned to control his killing intent and hide himself perfectly.

The madness in Yin Zheng's eyes gradually receded, the death he felt was getting closer and closer, and his wishful thinking was shattered in Mo Han's bright smile and calm eyes.

No one wants to die, and no one will not care about death and not fear it. Yin is afraid of death, as the brightest star in the Xuanye Kingdom, he has a great future and enjoys endless glory and wealth, he does not want to die, and he does not want to die.

In his opinion, as long as he behaves crazy enough and wants to exchange his life for his life, Mo Han will compromise with him and take the initiative to back down. As long as Mo Han retreated, he was sure that before the arrival of Wei Su's pitch-black artifact, he would avoid the key points and solve this killing situation.

It's a pity that he was disappointed, from Mo Han's body, from Mo Han's face, from Mo Han's eyes, all he saw was indifference, indifference to other people's lives, and indifference to his own lives. At this time, Yin Zheng remembered Mo Han's previous identity, a killer and a dead soldier in the Xuanye Kingdom. The dead soldier they cultivated didn't need to have the idea of cherishing life, so he was afraid.

"I don't want to die!" Yin Zheng shouted frantically.

"I don't want to die either, but you have to. Mo Han miraculously replied Yin Zheng's words, his bent body was forced, and his entire chest took the initiative to hit Yin Zheng's Yin Demon Silk.

The strength of Mo Han's whole body made the Yin Demon Silk bend, his arms quickly retracted, he hugged his head, and his legs kicked on the Yin Demon Silk, and he flew out directly, leaving Yin Zheng flying out diagonally with a crazy face.

Bang!

As soon as Mo Han's body flew out, the black artifact shot out by Wei Su had already come to Yin Zheng's body, and directly hit Yin Zheng's body, exploding in an instant, and there was an even louder roar.

A black mushroom cloud rose from the place where the black artifact exploded, and Yinzheng's body was torn apart in the explosion, turning into ashes in the extreme heat.

"This, this, what is this!" The onlookers were stunned, and Ban Liming was stunned, all of them widened their eyes, looking at the place where the black artifact exploded, with a look of disbelief and surprise.

Under the protection of Jiu Tianpu, Qi Ling threw himself to the ground until the roar completely disappeared, then rubbed his head and stood up from the ground, and the first time he stood up, he roared at Wei Su: "Little fat man, your uncle, how many yuan stones have you wasted this time?"

"Not much, not much, only a hundred high-grade yuan stones, with your identity as the prince of the Ziqi Kingdom, you don't care about these hundred yuan stones at all. The little fat man Wei Su hid in the distance, his little face was flushed, and he seemed a little embarrassed.

"Fuck your shit, little fat man, the master will definitely kill you when you go out! One hundred high-grade yuan stones, that is what I have worked hard to save for two years, this is a million medium-grade yuan stones. If you don't know how many beautiful girls you can maintain outside!" Qi Ling listened to the little fat man's words, and immediately blew his hair, and he didn't even bother to check if Mo Han was okay, so he picked up Jiutianpu and rushed towards Wei Su.

Mo Han curled up on the ground with his head in his hands, and the killing blades were thrown aside. In addition to Yin Zheng, Mo Han was the closest person to the explosion, if he hadn't run fast, maybe he would have died like Yin Zheng and couldn't die anymore.

Despite this, with his embryonic body, he was also covered in bruises at this time, and his whole body was sore, and he couldn't stand up.

Ban Liming finally reacted from the shock, and his first action was not to continue to pounce on Mo Han and the four people, but to quickly distance himself from them. I'm afraid that Wei Su will come again with such an unknown thing. Seeing the power of this thing, Ban Liming doubted his cultivation for the first time.

The onlookers also recovered from the shock one after another, and their unified movements were to immediately retreat backwards, and the farther away from Wei Su, Qi Ling, Xiao Sheng, and Mo Han, the better.

You must know that Yin Zheng was a cultivator in the early stage of Jindan outside, but it was such a cultivator in the early stage of Jindan, who was actually killed by Wei Su's thumb-sized black artifact, and there was nothing left.

No one knows if there will be such a thing on the four of them, even if they say that the cost of making this thing is very high, but judging from the words of Qi Ling and Wei Su running the train, who can believe that the cost is really so high?