Chapter Forty-Five: One Shot Is Not Enough?
In the world before Chen Yuan crossed over, there was a universally recognized truth, that is: there is nothing that cannot be solved by a fireball, if there is, then another one. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Now, Chen Yuan wants to inform the world of this theory, which shines with the brilliance of truth.
Ten small blue flames floated towards Cang Suqing.
It's fluttering, like ten fireflies.
Staring at the blue flames floating towards him, a drop of cold sweat slipped from Cang Suqing's head and fell into the dust.
He knew how terrible these "fireflies" were.
Finger flick, a series of seven drops of fiery red Yuan ink into the pen, the brush in his hand quickly swiped, in the pen, a complex pattern quickly formed in front of him, this is an extremely complex character, Chen Yuan wrote the word "fire" compared with one, just like the gap between children and adults, before the writing was finished, the character began to exude a strong breath.
It is foreseeable that if he is allowed to finish writing, the consequences are really unpredictable, as a "well-informed" otaku, how can he make the mistake of letting the enemy play special effects and hiding aside to watch the excitement?
As soon as his mind moved, the ten small flames that flew towards Cang Suqing slowly increased rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, they appeared in front of Cang Suqing, at this time, the characters under his hand were still a little bit away from being completed.
Cang Suqing noticed the sudden acceleration of the blue flames, and for the first time, a frightened expression appeared on his calm face.
Too late to react.
"Boom Boom!"
A series of violent roars rang out, and the entire auditorium began to shake from the violent impact, and from time to time, rubble fell overhead. Only around the Cangjie stone statue, there seems to be a mysterious power to protect it, and in this explosion, it was not affected.
The smoke and dust were all over the sky, completely covering a small area of Cang Suqing, and the others couldn't see the situation inside, but, judging from the previous situation, this big man who came down from above was not very comfortable under this round of bombardment.
When the dust fell from the sky, on the position of Cang Suqing before, there was a stone mountain about three people high, on the surface of the stone mountain, there were several obvious burn marks, large pieces of broken stone fell to the ground, Cang Suqing stood behind the stone mountain, his clothes were intact, obviously, it was this stone mountain that blocked the bombardment of Chen Yuan's ten blue flames for him.
When Ouyang Wu saw this floating stone mountain, he couldn't help but exclaim: "Mobao!"
Cang Suqing's face was distorted, this Dahu Mountain Stone was a top-level defensive ink treasure, and the elders of the clan were worried that he was going out, so they specially found it for him as a talisman.
When the Great Lake Mountain Stone is not activated, it is only the size of a palm, but it only needs to be urged by Yuan Mo to instantly turn into a small mountain, which is enough to withstand the attack of the powerhouse of the Seven Rank Ming Reason Realm, but unfortunately, this valuable top-level defensive ink treasure can only be used once, and after use, it will naturally disintegrate.
Such a treasure is now wasted in the hands of a junior who has just entered the product, how can this not make him feel heartache.
Of course, Chen Yuan didn't pay attention to Cang Suqing's mood, and when he saw that ten small blue flames didn't work, he was ruthless in his heart, "If you can block ten rounds, then there will be another twenty rounds." ”
Thinking of this, the remaining twenty or so small blue flames floating in front of him were about to move.
Seeing this, Cang Suqing's face became even more distorted, and the nameless evil fire in his heart was flourishing, "He actually lost such a big face in front of such a junior." ”
It's a pity that just now, in order to save his life, he sent all the Yuan Mo refined in his body into the Dahu Mountain Stone without leaving a drop, and now, even if he wants to fight back, it is impossible.
Don't use Yuanmo?
Without the blessing of Yuan Mo, it couldn't stop the seemingly small flame at all.
Glancing at the Dahu Mountain Stone in front of him, he was a little relieved, this Dahu Mountain Stone could withstand the attack of the seventh-grade powerhouse in a short time, even if Chen Yuan used all the remaining blue flames, he would not be able to break this Dahu Mountain Stone, as long as he could take advantage of the time when the Dahu Mountain Stone still existed, and restore a drop or two of Yuan Mo, he would be able to urge another talisman treasure to kill Chen Yuan directly on the spot.
However, what puzzled him was that Chen Yuan did not directly urge the remaining blue flames, did he want to wait for the Dahu Mountain Stone to disappear, thinking of this, Cang Suqing's eyes couldn't help but show a trace of disdain, the countryside people are the country people, there is no knowledge, the top defensive ink treasure of the Great Lake Mountain Stone, as long as the input of Yuan Mo is enough, it can exist for a long time, as long as there is this time, it is enough for him to recover.
Of course Chen Yuan will not be soft, since someone wants to deal with him, then of course he has to fight back, no matter what background he has, anyway, he will fight first.
The reason why he didn't throw out the remaining blue flames was because he knew in his heart that these twenty or so blue flames were not enough to see something like that hill. If it can't be broken with one blow, and Cang Suqing waits for the opportunity, the situation may be unfavorable to him.
Chen Yuan would not do the kind of stupid thing that would allow the enemy to stay in a safe place and recover with peace of mind.
Since twenty blue flames are not enough, wouldn't it be nice to add twenty more?
Relying on the Great Ding in his body to keep refining Yuan Mo, the amount of Purple Gold Yuan Mo in his body has now recovered to more than thirty drops.
So, under Cang Suqing's collapsed expression, the Spring and Autumn Pen in his hand did not stop, and in one breath, he wrote down twenty words of "fire", when these twenty fire words all turned into blue flames, in front of him, the floating blue flames had reached more than forty, looking at the dense more than forty blue flames in front of him, Chen Yuan's face showed a slightly excited smile, and he roared loudly: "Boy, do you think that hiding behind a mound of earth, the master will take you out of line?" To tell you a truth, in front of the master, there is nothing that cannot be solved by a fireball, if there is, the master will give you another shot. ”
After roaring, regardless of Cang Suqing's desperate expression, with a wave of his right hand, more than forty small blue flames crossed a wonderful route and rushed towards Cang Suqing.
Cang Suqing looked desperate, in his eyes, the eyes that seemed to look at ants had disappeared, and all that was left was deep remorse, his mouth screamed, and his voice trembled: "No, you can't be like this, I am the supervising deacon of the Mo Pavilion, and I am the concubine of the Cang family." ”
In his desperate roar, more than forty inconspicuous-looking small flames slammed into the rocks of the Great Lake in front of him one after another.
"Boom Boom!"
Another series of huge roars sounded, this time, the vibration produced was even more violent, the surrounding walls seemed to be unable to withstand this shock, and actually began to crack, the guards standing under the wall hurriedly dodged in all directions, and there were only a few places in the auditorium that could not be affected by this tremor.