With a muffled sound of "tom", the red shield shook violently, and Uncle Rongcheng took a step back in shock, and the magic trick in his hand continued to point at the small shield frequently, and the true qi in his body quickly gushed out to strengthen the shield.

"Tom tom", the muffled sound is not hurried but continuous, every time the uncle melts the city to take a step back, the hard top is likely to burst immediately, he has already seen that today is not good, maybe there is some big killer in the space of the people, I really want to abandon the shield and run, but Ye Wushuang's left hand Hagert pointed at him steadily, as if waiting for that moment, he had to desperately output his true qi, and his forehead was already dripping with cold sweat.

There are not many bullets in the mandala, only 20 rounds per magazine, and when they are all finished, Uncle Rongcheng's true qi is almost gone, and when he sees Ye Wushuang throwing an empty gun, another mandala appears in his hand!

Uncle Tai Rongcheng is going crazy! This is the rhythm of forcing people to death! With his cultivation, he can actually manipulate the shield and the flying sword at the same time, but he was a little anxious just now, and he didn't go to get the flying sword, and he wanted to kill Ye Wushuang first, and then he said it, it's too late to regret it now, he can't even put a spell on the top of a shield, and giving up the shield to attack with all his strength is the result of killing him on the spot, what should he do? The more anxious he is, the more he can't think of a way, but the true qi in his body is rapidly decreasing, and his eyes are gradually reddened:" Boy, don't deceive people too much, if you are in a hurry, be careful, I will die with you!"

The corners of Ye Wushuang's mouth curled, he was too lazy to talk nonsense to him, it was better to communicate with the enemy or a mandala, and he emptied a magazine again, he lifted Hegett, at this time, Uncle Rongcheng's face was already pale, although his true qi had not reached the point of exhaustion, the rapid consumption also made him feel dizzy. "Suddenly", the rifle bullets rained down on the shield, Uncle Rongcheng clenched his teeth, and his hand holding the finger was trembling, for fear that he would be shot through the head in the next moment, Ye Wushuang finished the last magazine and waved his hand to throw the gun towards the shield. In fact, there is still a Hegett in his system space in case of emergency, but he has always left a way back in his work, and he will not let himself fall into an unknowable desperate situation.

"Bang", Hegett hit the shield and fell to the ground, the light red shield also flashed twice and finally dissipated without a trace, the red shield fell to the ground with a "snap", Uncle Rongcheng couldn't even take back the small shield with three fingers, he raised his head and looked at Ye Wushuang resentfully, his right hand flipped over, and a red flame came out of his palm, but it jumped suddenly, looking like it was about to go out, he slapped his left hand on his chest "Poof" He spit out a mouthful of essence blood and sprayed it on the flames, and immediately the flames were blazing, and there was a faint golden light flashing in the red flames, and the palm of his hand was about to throw the flames at Ye Wushuang.

But seeing Ye Wushuang smile slightly, his hands were wide open, and the silver arc between his fingers flickered, and the thunder and lightning technique slowly formed. Uncle Rongcheng laughed secretly in his heart, the thunder and lightning technique is too ordinary, and the casting speed is slow, and you will already be burned to death by the time you make a thunderbolt shot! He stood up and Yu Yong shouted and was about to push out the flames, but suddenly there was a pain in his brain like being pierced by a sharp arrow, and the spell that was about to be cast had to be stopped, and a mouthful of blood spurted out under the backlash, and he couldn't help but hold his head with both hands and exhale, but it was Ye Wushuang who seized the most appropriate time to launch the "Divine Sense Thorn".

Originally, his cultivation of the seventh layer of qi cultivation did not dare to issue a divine sense attack on the people of the tenth layer, and it was likely that he would be injured back, but the situation of Uncle Tai Rongcheng was already so bad that he would definitely not guard against his divine sense attack when he barely launched the final blow, so he would not be able to guard against his divine sense attack at the lowest cost, this is the result of his rich combat experience, sometimes it is more important to seize the right time than to be strong.

As the saying goes, taking advantage of his illness to kill him, the thunder and lightning technique in Ye Wu's hands is not an ornament to lure the enemy, with a wave of both hands, ten lightning rays cover Uncle Rongcheng like a net! A miserable howl sounded, wisps of green smoke came out! When the green smoke dissipated, Uncle Rongcheng, who was dressed in rags and clothes, appeared with a dark face, dull eyes, and bloodstains on the corners of his mouth, what a tragic image of that image!

Ye Wushuang put his hands together and was about to perform the Thunder Sword Technique, but he saw Uncle Rongcheng's eyes protruding, his hair standing up, and he shouted: "Ah! I want you to die!" Then he let out a roaring flame, the temperature was extremely high, and Ye Wushuang's hair was a little curly! It was also accompanied by a pungent and spicy smell. The clothes on Uncle Rongcheng's body in the fire burned out instantly, as if even the golden silk soft armor was burned, but the fire was too dazzling to see anything clearly.

What does this mean? Burn others first and burn yourself first? Ye Wushuang would not be naïve enough to think that this was spontaneous combustion, but even if Uncle Tai's mana in the melting city was high, he couldn't stand such a burn? He suddenly felt a move in his heart...... Could it be that this is the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Fire that Uncle Tai Rongcheng obtained? Because he has not yet refined, he can't make an envoy, and now he has burned himself by force, and if the flame that has been refined will never burn himself.

Thinking of this, Ye Wushuang couldn't help but smack his tongue a little, this is going to play with his life, this is not much worse than the self-explosion of a high-level monk, and he must not be allowed to complete the spell casting! He hurriedly increased his output, concentrated the true qi of his whole body and sent out the strongest thunder sword technique in his life, and a white sword qi with the thickness of his forearm erupted and snorted and hit Uncle Tai Rongcheng with a distance of more than a zhang.

The flames were still burning, but the crazy Uncle Rongcheng calmed down, looked down at the thick through wound of the teacup on his abdomen, and slowly raised his head to look at Ye Wushuang, his throat gurgled, and his mouth opened and closed, as if to say "save me", and gradually his eyes lost focus and finally became lifeless, but his body was still standing, the flames continued to burn, and there was a burst of scorching stench with the sound of burning corpses.

Finally killed the master of the peak of qi training, Ye Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief, his mood was greatly relieved for a while, and then looked at the merit system, this time the killing was deducted 7 merit points, which was also expected by him, the value of people with cultivation and ordinary people must be different, but Uncle Tai Rongcheng practiced qi ten layers, what does it mean to deduct 7 points? What kind of algorithm is this? Otherwise, he has 3 sin points, no matter what, he still has 25 merit points on his body, minus 7 points and 18 points left, he can still deal with so many times, it seems that after this time, he should go to find the trouble of the CIA deputy director Thomson Ward, otherwise it will be miserable if anyone bullies him in the future and can't fight back.

Another thing that made him vigilant was that although he planned and then moved, with powerful firepower to kill people with higher cultivation, his own means of fighting the enemy were still too simple, although he was not as poor as the first time he fought against the vampire baron, and most of the fighting methods between monks did not need to be close, it depends on how many spells you use to come up with how many magic weapons, and what about yourself? The power of the talisman seal is almost useless in this level of battle, there will be so few spells, and there is no magic weapon, although this time he killed Uncle Tai Rongcheng is caused by his own wishes, and he is also mature, but after all, he stabbed the hornet's nest, Uncle Tai Zongheng will never give up, that is the real master of the foundation building period, now the world's half-immortals exist, the strength must be more powerful than Xuan Zhenzi, it is estimated that the mandala is useless against him, since he decided to kill people, then this result has already been thought of, the top priority at the moment is to improve his strength, and it is definitely too late to learn spells, even if he learns, he can't beat the master of foundation building, only to find a way to get some powerful weapons, this can only find Brother Lin.

When he was thinking wildly, a red light flashed in front of him, and the temperature around him immediately rose, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that Uncle Tai's melting city had been wiped out, and a fist-sized red flame fluttered in the air, turning left and right, like a living thing, and gradually drifted towards him! Oh no! Patronizing and killing, he forgot about the spiritual fire of heaven and earth, and the threat of this fire may be greater than that of people! He shot seven or eight wind blades while retreating sharply.

The spiritual fire is not a monk, it will not dodge, and the wind blade enters the flame without any suspense, but when he sees the flame expanding, the flames sneer, as if they have grown a little stronger! Oops, it is wrong again! Something went wrong in the busyness, this spiritual fire just devoured the Taishu Melting City, and the monk's true qi must be a great supplement for it, and he is simply adding fuel to the fire! Ye Wushuang turned around and ran.