The strongest system is in the city

Ying Jiuwan snorted coldly and said disdainfully.

"The archers are ready, shoot them into fire hedgehogs for me."

Ying Jiuwan had just finished his previous words, and before the three elders of Cangjian Pavilion had anything to say, they had already issued an attack order to a group of disciples holding bows and crossbows behind them.

At the same time, he also shot brazenly, throwing thunderbolt bullets towards the hiding place of the Jiange sect in the fire as if desperately.

Obviously, this night killer who used to make people sleepless at night has no plans to make peace with Cangjian Pavilion.

"I took you away as the head of the family. If you want to settle accounts, just ask me. Why make things difficult for them?"

At this moment, Su Qingyun finally rushed over, his figure flew like lightning, and caught the thunderbolts thrown by Ying Jiuwan seven or eight times.

Only a few of them escaped from Su Qingyun's encirclement, flew into the fire and exploded.

"Who are you?"

Ying Jiuwan looked at Su Qingyun's face sinking like water, and asked every word.

Assassins have always had extremely high requirements for physical skills, and he, Ying Jiuwan, is famous for his lightness skills.

But he asked himself that his lightness was not as good as that of Su Qingyun just now.

In addition, Su Qingyun was very unfamiliar, so he was momentarily uncertain.

"Under the banner of General Qinglong Army Horse, if you don't want to change your name or sit down, you can't change your surname to Su Qingyun!
When you see this general, how long will you wait if you don't die quickly? "

As he spoke, Su Qingyun threw all the thunderbolts in his hand into the crowd of Ying Jiuwan.

Amidst the pungent smell of gunpowder, bursts of explosions sounded like firecrackers.

Going to Ying Jiuwan's side again, his younger brothers were already disgraced, and several of them were bleeding from their mouths and noses, and they were not far from death.

"Sure enough, they are some inferior products, and their lethality is really pitiful."

As the thick smoke gradually cleared, Su Qingyun said dissatisfied looking at his results.

Thinking back to those firearms in the 21st century, if you throw a grenade TNT into such a dense crowd, even if you can’t send them all to heaven, it’s not much worse.

But using these low-quality thunderbolts, the effect is obviously much worse.

The lethality is not even as strong as a soil-based Molotov cocktail made by the guerrillas during the Anti-Japanese War. "Dare you kid! I'm going to kill you!"

But Ying Jiuwan didn't know what Su Qingyun was thinking at this time.

He only saw his own people being killed and injured by the thunderbolt bomb he made, his eyes had already turned red, and he drew two short daggers from his waist to attack Su Qingyun.

"The one outside is Su Qingyun Su Daxian?"

The fire blocked it, and the people in the Tibetan Sword Pavilion could only hear the sound but could not see what was going on outside. When the Ninth Elder heard Su Qingyun's self-declaration, he asked excitedly.

"Is it me? Is Young Master Yan in there?"

Su Qingyun flew up, narrowly avoiding Ying Jiuwan's angry blow, and asked behind the fire wall with frowns.

"It's really the Great Immortal who came, that's great, we're saved.

Daxian, we are the three, six, nine and three elders of the Hidden Sword Pavilion. We brought people here when we heard the news of the Daxian asking for help.

Unexpectedly, I met the [-] people of the Yin Shamen's remnant evil eagles attacking and trapped in a sea of ​​flames, and asked Daxian to try to rescue us. "

The Ninth Elder was overjoyed and shouted through the fire curtain.

"Haha, Jiusuba, you are really shameless, you are the ones hiding behind the curtain of fire and dare not come out to fight us.

When it came to your mouth, it turned out that our attack caused you to be trapped. I have seen shameless people, but this is the first time I have seen people like you who don't even want skins today. "

A burly man in the Eagle [-] camp shouted disdainfully.

"Fuck you NN, if you hadn't hid aside and assassinated a large number of my hidden sword masters, would you have been our opponents?

You people are nothing more than homeless dogs who were wiped out 20 years ago. There is nothing to chew on when you sneaked up on us by means of crooked ways. "

Another elder of Tibetan Sword also joined in the scolding battle.

"Oh my god, is it Yang Wanli, the third elder of Cangjiange who is talking? Speaking of which, you, an old turtle, stand in the position of the third elder, but your kung fu is not as good as that of a core disciple. Why don't you find Kuai Tofu to kill you?"

After a while, Su Qingyun and Ying Jiuwan played equally well both offensively and defensively.

The rest of the Yinshamen ran to the fire curtain and scolded the Jiange people hidden inside the fire curtain.

"Boy, don't think that you can win against me with lightness.

I won't eat you alive today, I will write my name upside down. "

After some fighting, Ying Jiuwan was pleasantly surprised to find that Su Qingyun's speed was much faster than him, although his movements were strange.

But the attack ability was weaker group, which made Ying Jiuwan feel confident, and while fighting Su Qingyun in a regular manner, he frowned and shouted at Su Qingyun.

"Fuck you, uncle, die!"

Su Qingyun also found that his attack was insufficient, so he flew to hide on a beam on the side and used the incompetent roar for the first time.

A wave of energy emerged from Su Qingyun's throat, like a spiral missile rushing out of his lips and hitting Ying Jiuwan's chest.

"Whoa, what kind of magic did you use on me?"

Hit by the incompetent roar, Ying Jiuwan clutched his chest and retched, pointed at Su Qingyun angrily and said angrily.

When a master fights, the winner is often determined in an instant. The moment Ying Jiuwan retched uncontrollably just now, the energy he raised was vented.

If at that time, Su Qingyun made a sudden move, Ying Jiuwan's reaction might not be stronger than that of a pregnant woman who is vomiting during pregnancy.

"Hehe, the effect is not bad, old Su Ba, it's time to send you on your way."

Su Qingyun ignored Ying Jiuwan's roar, chuckled, and once again gathered a lot of energy to send out a shameless smack.

"Ah Choo" was no accident, Ying Jiuwan, who was hit by the strength, had another adverse reaction.

This time it wasn't uncontrollable retching, but a sneeze with his mouth open, snot and tears streaming down his face.

But Su Qingyun seized this moment, flew to Ying Jiuwan, punched his throat and smashed his organs.

"You, you are a monster..."

Ying Jiuwan clutched his throat and collapsed with eyes wide open.

When he fell to the ground, he was out of breath.

"You guys, are you still running?"

After killing Ying Jiuwan, Su Qingyun smiled sadly and looked at those who had stopped scolding with the people in the Tibetan Sword Pavilion.

It was like looking at an evil spirit, looking at his hidden disciples.

"There's a ghost!" The death of the boss on my side just now was too weird, which made the people of the hidden killing sect feel terrified.

Now being asked by Su Qingyun again, they no longer have the courage to stay here.Squeeze the bus and scatter in all directions.

"Hiding Sword Pavilion, are you alright?"

Su Qingyun saw that the people from Yinshamen had run away, and instead of chasing them, he looked at their backs and smiled, came behind the fire curtain and asked.

"We don't get in the way. Daxian, has the person who killed the door gone?"

Ninth Elder asked dully.

Although there is a curtain of fire blocking the sight, it cannot block the sound.