At the top of Dongping Mountain, there was silence.

Looking at the scene presented in the void water curtain, everyone was silent and speechless for a long time.

Only Xiaolian turned around and said to the stunned Yu Haonan: "I said it, Brother Yang is really really capable of fighting." ”

“……”

“……”

“……”

The crowd was silent, and it was difficult to answer.

Only Yu Haonan was quite calm, swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and asked, "Why didn't they shoot?" ”

"Because they can't drive!"

Xiaolian smiled: "Innate gossip, yin and yang five elements, fire is changed to water, gunpowder can't be ignited, what do you shoot?" ”

“……”

Yu Haonan was silent for a while before he barely understood what she meant, and continued: "Even if they can't shoot, they still have ......."

"Whoosh!"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a sound of breaking through the air.

Everyone was startled, and hurriedly turned their heads to look at the water curtain in the void.

The result is only ......

At the foot of Dongping Mountain, in the battlefield, the battle situation will change again.

After the Second Realm martial artist of the extreme vacuum karate was killed by Xu Yang's iron mountain bombardment, everyone finally gave up the idea of fighting Xu Yang in close quarters.

Yes, they are cannon fodder, they are consumables, but they can't stand such consumption!

If the sea of people can't drown, and the mountains can't hold it down, then change the method.

I saw dozens of hooked claw iron cables flying out, and the goddess scattered flowers towards Xu Yang's cover.

The iron claw flying hook is also a group battle killing move.

This chain is connected to the hook claw, and when it falls on the person, it will hook into the flesh and blood, dozens of hook claws are hung, and they pull in unison, that is, a wild cow will be torn into pieces, which is more ferocious than the corpse of five horses.

This is the same as the mountains of arhats, which are almost insoluble in group battles.

What about Xu Yang?

Facing the iron rope steel hook flying in the sky, Xu Yang didn't say a word, wiped his hand from his waist, and directly pulled out a nine-section long whip.

This is his weapon.

The Art of War, what is the Nine Tribulations?

That's what we're talking about!

The whip is divided into hard whip and soft whip, long whip and short whip, Xu Yang's Nine Tribulations of War is a combination of rigidity and softness, length and shortness, as long as the transport force vibrates the clever mechanism in the whip, it is a soft whip that is one after another, or a hard whip that is strong inch by inch, it is all determined by his mind.

Now it is the state of the nine-section soft whip, Xu Yang's hand shook, the whip was whipped, and the nine-section iron lock flew directly into the air, stirring against the falling iron claw flying hook.

"Dangdang!"

I saw the dazzling firelight bursting out, accompanied by a fierce sound, Xu Yang's long whip stirred, rolled up the flying hooks in the sky, entangled the hooks, and beat them into a dead knot.

Ultimately......

"Bang!"

Dozens of iron ropes were entangled with Xu Yang's long whip, falling down like iron balls, between Xu Yang and everyone.

Seeing this, the people who were pulling the iron cable at the other end hurriedly exerted their strength, pulled the iron cable, and pulled the "iron ball" alive.

Xu Yang's expression remained unchanged, his right hand shook and shook, and then he pulled it violently, and a force erupted in a roundabout way, linking the iron cable.

Suddenly......

"Whoa!"

The sound of chains rose by force, and the hands of the people holding the iron rope at the other end trembled, and in the palms of their hands, the flesh and blood were blurred, and the iron rope was actually taken away alive.

The iron rope was drawn, and before everyone could react, they saw Xu Yang pick up the long whip in his hand.

The Nine Tribulation Whip in Xu Yang's hand is a strange weapon, with a clever mechanism hidden in it, which can not only switch back between the steel whip and the soft whip, but also extend the length of the whip, the steel whip can be extended by three meters, and it can be used as a big gun, and the soft whip can be thrown out of ten zhang, like an iron rope flying hook.

Now, he holds a soft whip in one hand, and the whip body is entangled with dozens of iron ropes, looking like a ...... Giant Meteor Hammer!

That's right, the giant meteor hammer, a giant meteor hammer with a whip length of several meters and a head weighing 100 catties!

At this time, he threw up the whip, what kind of picture was it, what kind of scene did it look like?

No, you can't use a throw, such a weapon can only be used!

I saw Xu Yang pick up the long whip, and the terrifying power drove the entangled iron claw hook rope, which swept through the crowd like a meteor hammer.

Suddenly......

"Bang !!"

The hook rope is entangled, such as a hammer sweep, and there are some unentangled iron cables around it like whip whipping, and everyone around is caught off guard, and they are directly smashed over by this meteor flying hammer and steel whip iron cable, and they are pulled to the ground, and even shattered on the spot.

That's right, smash!

The entangled iron rope weighs 100 catties, and if Xu Yang swept it away like this, how terrifying is the lethality?

How can a fragile human body withstand such an attack!

It's all about smashing and sucking, and the unlucky ones are directly smashed and exploded like watermelons.

The scarlet whirlwind, the scarlet wave, raged in the black tide of the sea of people, unstoppably expanding outward.

Unstoppable, really unstoppable.

In the face of such a weapon, such an attack, and such an injury, it doesn't matter if you are a cultivator or an ordinary person, whether you are in one realm or two realms, there is no difference, touching it is death, rubbing it is injury, and sweeping it is rotten flesh and mince.

Real bloody and bloody wind, grinding meat on the battlefield!

"Ya Yan!"

"Yaga!"

“@!#$%^amp;！”

The scene became chaotic.

Kuroshio, began to collapse.

An outlaw who is not afraid of death?

That's because they think there is still the possibility of fighting, there is still hope for victory, and there is still the value of sacrifice.

Therefore, they can forget their lives and deaths, regardless of casualties.

But now reality tells them that their efforts, their struggles, their sacrifices...... It doesn't make any sense.

Ahead, there is the abyss of death, the dark hell, they can't fill it, they never fill it.

Faith collapsed in an instant, the desire for life instantly filled my heart, and the surging black tide disintegrated, like an escaping ant colony, and flowed in all directions.

Escape! Escape! Escape!

Stay away from that man, away from the scarlet whirlwind of killing, away from that desperate battlefield of death.

The black tide collapsed, everyone fled, and Xu Yang in the scarlet whirlwind also stopped, and his right hand holding the long whip suddenly turned.

"Bang !!"

I only heard a loud bang, stained with flesh and blood, and the scarlet condensed iron rope hammer exploded, and countless iron ropes flew out and swept in all directions.

This is the final outbreak and the final harvest.

The whirling rope hook claws turned into terrifying hidden weapons, exploding scarlet blood flowers in the fleeing crowd, and cutting down a weed.

Companions, one by one, fell to the ground.

Wails, one after another.

But no one dared to turn back, dare to stop, dare to turn around and look back.

Fleeing and fleeing is like a rout on the battlefield, fleeing for their lives under the cover of enemy artillery fire.

Will you survive this?

They don't know, they just know, and this time must not stop.

The crowd dispersed and went away like a tide, and there was no longer the momentum of the previous raging encirclement.

In the battlefield, Xu Yang stood alone, his body was stained red with blood, and he was washed away by the sudden intensification of the rain, and the blood and rain flowed down, and it took a long time to wash away the blood on his body.

Looking around again, the battlefield has completely turned into blood, and the rain and blood flow uncontrollably, washing and soaking a mutilated corpse.

unimaginably tragic.