"Boom!"

In the sound of the explosion, the flames sprayed from the barrels of several cannons at the exit of the valley, and a large piece of shotgun roared towards Yang Yi, and the power was extremely amazing.

Although the Manchu government attached great importance to artillery when attacking the Central Plains, once it sat firmly in the country, it hid the artillery in the warehouse and rarely used it, so that the artillery has always been this style, and there is no major breakthrough.

But this time it was a shotgun, and pieces of shotgun flew over overwhelmingly, and the power was good, even Yang Yi didn't want to take it hard.

Seeing the shotgun approaching rapidly, Yang Yi's body retreated rapidly, it was really fast as lightning, the speed of this shotgun was not as fast as his retreat, he had retreated a few hundred meters in the blink of an eye, and the force of these shotguns in front of him was not as far as far, and after hitting a few hundred meters, it began to fall to the ground, and the power was no longer there.

Yang Yi sneered, his body stopped suddenly, and he suddenly accelerated forward, and in an instant he was already in the crowd in front, at this time, the fuses of the other cannons behind had just been ignited, but when these fuses had been burned, Yang Yi had already reached the vicinity of the cannons, and the crowd in front of him had not yet reacted.

Yang Yi laughed, instantly arrived at the tail of a cannon, twisted the muzzle, and aimed at everyone at the scene, "Eat me with a shot!"

"Boom!"

A large number of shotguns sprayed at the nearby crowd, and the elite soldiers of the Qing army in front of them fell down like wheat harvesting, blood mist rose everywhere, and several people were beaten into a sieve and turned into powder.

After the first cannon was fired, Yang Yi's body did not stop, and he quickly twisted several cannon barrels, "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" Several cannons blasted out one after another, and there was almost no one standing in front of him.

It's a pity that it's too cumbersome, otherwise if you carry this cannon into the Tartar Palace and fire a shot, it will be lively!"

Yang Yi picked up the cannon with both hands and tried it, "It's really cumbersome, it's not good for resistance!" He took out the Yitian Long Sword and went down a few times, and the barrel of the cannon was already two sections.

This Heavenly Sword is really sharp, and such a thick barrel is also a sword and two sections.

After cutting off the artillery, Yang Yi looked at a nearby fire, this fire was extremely strange, the chopping wood burned was as red as blood, and the few hard firewood that were scattered sent out a huge smoke, and the smoke that had just permeated the entire valley was emitted from this fire.

At this moment, there was a middle-aged man standing near the fire, carrying a medicine bag, holding a tiger prop in his hand, and his clothes looked extremely shabby, but he was dressed as a country man.

This person is tall, with big ears, big nose and big mouth, thick bones, and prominent cheekbones, and his body is trembling slightly at this time, looking at Yang Yi with a panicked face.

Yang Yi walked up to him and asked, "What's the name of this poison?"

The middle-aged man said in a daze: "Seven Tricks Ecstasy." ”

"It's a pretty powerful name, what will happen if you smoke it?"

The middle-aged man said: "If you are unconscious, there is no antidote, and it takes three days and nights to wake up." ”

"Very good!" Yang Yi pointed his long sword at this person's heart, "You can die!"

The middle-aged man came back to his senses at this time, was shocked, and said loudly: "You can't kill me! I am a subordinate of the Medicine King, my senior brother's medicine and poison skills are unparalleled in the world, if you kill me, my senior brother will definitely avenge me, and when the time comes, you will be better off than dead!"

Yang Yi smiled and said, "Medical Poison Peerless, I really want to see it!"

When the middle-aged man heard Yang Yi's words, he suddenly woke up, "My poisonous smoke is unparalleled in the world, and these people around me will be fine because they have taken my antidote, why is there no problem with this person?"

It's not that he reacts slowly before he thinks of this problem at this time, it's actually that Yang Yi acted too quickly, starting from the cannon bombarding him, to his dodging and retreating, until he twisted the cannon at close range and killed everyone at the scene, until he stood in front of the middle-aged Lang Zhong at this moment, after all these actions were completed, it only took a breath of time.

But what happened in this short period of time subverted the cognition of the middle-aged man, and under the huge shock, he had no thoughts, and he didn't think of this problem until this time.

He looked at Yang Yi with a puzzled look on his face, "Why don't you have anything?"

Yang Yi himself is a descendant of the medical family, although his medical skills cannot reach the peak of the realm, but how can the poisonous smoke of this world poison him?

Wen Yan smiled and said: "I was passing by a hotel just now, and the shopkeeper drank a jar of wine with me, and the poison in that wine was also ordered by you?"

The middle-aged man was speechless.

Yang Yi nodded, "The ability to poison is good!

The long sword was sent forward, and at the center of the mouth, the middle-aged man looked down at the long sword stabbed in his chest, his face showed great disbelief, and hissed: "You really dare to kill me, my senior brother will not let you go......"

Before he finished speaking, he was already dead.

"It's as if your senior brother is very powerful!"

Yang Yi pulled out the long sword, shook it casually, the blood beads on the sword had been shaken and flew out, the blood arrow in the chest of the middle-aged man spurted out, and his body fell to the ground with a bang, and after falling to the ground, a stream of yellow smoke suddenly rose from his body and spread rapidly.

"After death, I still want to be a yin person, this kind of heart is really suitable for learning poison!"

Yang Yi stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the yellow smoke slowly shrank towards his palm, and after a while, it condensed into a yellow pill.

As soon as the pill condensed, the sound of horses' hooves sounded in the valley, and the man who had just given the warning had already run out of the valley, and as soon as he came out of the valley, he had already screamed, "Ahhh

Yang Yi smiled: "Wouldn't it be good if they are all dead?

The middle-aged man was speechless for a while, he really thought so just now, and only after a while did he smile: "Yang Ye is so good, so many masters of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, it is really unbelievable that you were killed in a moment!"

Yang Yi took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a green pill and handed it to the middle-aged man, and said: "The poisoning smoke in this valley has not dissipated, you take a few puffs, I'm afraid it's not good, there is an antidote pill here, it's better for you to take it." ”

The middle-aged man was skeptical, and said with a smile: "The smoke in the valley is poisonous smoke, why didn't I notice it......?" He just laughed twice, his body was already unsteady on horseback, shaky, and exclaimed: "This smoke is really poisonous?"

Yang Yi threw the medicine pill in his hand in front of him, "The people of the Medicine King's Mansion are here, will there be less use of poison?"

The middle-aged man was even more surprised, "The people from the Medicine King's Mansion are actually here?Is it the Poison Hand Medicine King?" He was surprised, his body shook even more, and he didn't catch the pill that Yang Yi threw over, and the pill passed past his ear.

Yang Yi grabbed it from afar, the pill stopped castrating, and slowly returned to the middle-aged man, and at the moment when he opened his mouth wide in surprise, he had already sent the pill into his mouth.

"This ...... What kind of kung fu is this?" the middle-aged man had never seen such a miraculous thing, and his voice trembled a little as he spoke.

Yang Yidao: "Carving insect skills, what is counted?"

took out a booklet from his arms and threw it into the arms of the middle-aged man, "I recently wrote a book of martial arts scriptures, which should be helpful to my brother, just as Yang's thank you gift to my brother's warning!"

Speaking of this, Yang Yi reminded him: "The matter of killing the full order, please take a lot of pain, as long as someone kills the Tartar official, Yang will definitely have martial arts scriptures to give!" (To be continued.) )