Record of Chaos

　　 (940 blasted artillery fired to flow silver, a hundred goals combined to encircle the winner)

　　 For these Xijia people, this is not painful. Because they only felt a slight coolness in their eyebrows, and then their eyes went dark, and they lost all consciousness. Still scorching his heart is Siyatu, the president of the Turan Chamber of Commerce.

　　 The command cabin of the airship was already crumbling, the floor was severely slanted, and jumbled fragments fell from time to time on top of the head, and chaotic ideas were surging everywhere. But he was still sitting in his seat, staring at the increasingly illusory light and shadow in front of him.

　　 From the first glance he saw the Hengtian Fireship, he was sure that no matter how far he moved, he could not escape the attack range of the opponent's artillery. In that case, simply move to a place where the opponent can't fire at all!

　　 He didn't need to give any more instructions. The crew members who had been working for money in the cabin ejected one after another. This is exactly what he expected. Because the two flying boats collided, they could no longer use the flying boats to fight, and they had to face the monks who could fly away from the other side.

　　 These people were ejected outside, and it is reasonable to attract the attention of the other monk, so that he can have the opportunity to do the most important thing.

　　 The only thing he calculated wrong was that these people's combat power was so bad that they were almost killed by a silver-clad monk with silver bullets. The Xija people who were killed fell like fallen leaves.

　　 "Stuffed curly hair, it’s not like that I said at the beginning!"

　　 In addition to Sai Yatu, there are several guys in the cabin who fled without a rush. There are two reasons. One is that even if the airship collapses completely, they are confident that they will not fall to death here. The other is that they have not got the money they thought they could get easily.

　　 Their task is to **** an extremely important giant to the Caimu City Teleportation Array, and they can get the money as long as the thing is delivered.

　　Things are of course prohibited. However, they had both the Ministry of War approval and the imperial decree of the Emperor of the Hou Tu Dynasty, so they naturally thought they could go unimpeded. Some people simply couldn't figure out the relationship between the emperor and King Yun.

　　 "Don't you know how much work you give?"

　　 Sai Yatu snorted coldly, glanced at the middle-earth monks flying outside with Yufeng, and said:

　　 "You can run away as much as you can. But if things fall into their hands, we will all finish playing. By then, the Turan Chamber of Commerce will be gone. Who can you ask for money?"

　　 The yelling curly-haired man is an extremely strong man named Ge Lu Wei, a gold medalist in Xi Jia, who claims to have killed the Golden Core monk of the Middle-earth Xuanmen.

　　 He is a head taller than ordinary people. He doesn't have any hair on his body, only huge swollen muscles. The exposed skin is orange-red, but at least half of his body is covered by the iron-gray dark iron structure.

　　 Especially half of his face seems to be wearing an iron mask. There is a big hole in the mask. In the hole is a turbid glass ball that is filled with white mist.

　　 There is a black pupil on this glass ball, and it suddenly turns to Seyasi, who is aiming at a curly hair in the center, as if lightning can be shot at any time.

　　 Ge Luwei just stared at Sai Yatu, who was not afraid of boiling water for dead pigs, and shouted: "I'll kill the leader and give me money right away!"

　　 He wears heavy "iron shoes" like elephant feet. In fact, it was not really wearing writing, but his feet had been cut off long ago, and even the bones and tendons were "installed" on a pair of magical instruments called "Flying Feet".

　　 This is Sijia's most peculiar "body fusion" technique, allowing him, an extremely heavy and strong man, to have the ability to fly in the air like a monk.

　　 At the same time when he said "playing money", his Fei Tian spewed out a fierce stream of fire, and two more large holes were burned in the already broken floor.

　　 At the same time, like a cannonball, he blasted a big hole in the ceiling and flew out all the way.

　　 He only spotted the young monk wearing silver armor who commanded Ruo Ding, murderous and most violent in the air. Only this talent is worth his shot.

　　 The other Xijia thugs and bodyguards probably understand what they should do. After all, as long as Saiyatu's affairs can be successful, they will not worry about getting the money. Otherwise, if they fail, their trip will be in vain. Since the trouble is the monks flying around in the air, kill them all.

After the silver bullets flying in the air killed hundreds of Xijia people, they gradually gathered in the air as if they were alive, forming a group of weird liquids with a diameter of almost one meter in diameter and flowing in the air like mercury. .

　　 Mu Yuan was standing under the group of "mercury" flying in the wind, and suddenly felt an inexplicable warning sign floating in his heart. But he didn't have much reaction from his spiritual sense, indicating that the power of the opponent's spiritual sense was not strong, and it might even be just a mortal.

　　 When he lowered his head and looked at him, he suddenly saw an orange "human-shaped" cannonball below, surrounded by flames, and it was hitting him swiftly and violently.

　　 Mu Yuan's heart moved, and immediately countless densely packed silver bullets the size of lotus seeds emerged from the "silver cloud" above his head, forming a fierce metal storm and smashed towards the opponent.

　　 But Grove did not stop. When he charged, nothing could stop him!

　　 The top of his head and most of his shoulders are made of forged solid black iron. Even if the remaining part of the body is damaged, it can quickly regenerate.

　　 The flowing metal liquid controlled by this monk will cause his half-body profound iron devices to be unpredictable, and he would not dare to face it completely.

　　 A heavy cover on top of his head bounced away with a sound, revealing a palm-sized hole. Then, an orange-sized copper ball shot out from the hole.

The copper ball collided with Mu Yuan’s silver bullet storm and immediately exploded. It turned into a bright and hot flame, instantly illuminating the night sky in the wind and rain and the two large ships colliding violently. Like the day.

　　 The billowing heat flow dissipated in all directions, the heat wave spread over the surface, and even the raindrops in the sky evaporated instantly.

　　 This copper ball contains a metal powder that is extremely finely ground. As long as it explodes and disperses, it will immediately spontaneously ignite, instantly raising the temperature in the dispersion range to an incredible level. All metals in it will vaporize and disappear.

　　 At the same time, the high temperature can only be maintained for an instant. When he passed through the explosion area, the temperature had dropped sharply to a level safe for him. So in the eyes of the other party, before the flames dissipated, he rushed out of the sea of ​​flames.

　　 Mu Yuan frowned. Huo Neng Ke Jin is really not just talking about it casually. His raw water flowing silver is not dead for a hundred battles, because no matter how small these raw water flowing silver are crushed into small particles, they are still under the control of his divine consciousness, and he can gather again with a single thought.

　　 But if it becomes a gas under high temperature, he will never realize it anymore. It means that this part of raw water and silver is really lost.

　　 He will continue to practice in the future, and he will be able to refine more raw water and silver to supplement. But in battle, it is impossible to supplement.

　　 The loss of this move is that he is not clear about the method he uses against the opponent. Fortunately, the amount of raw water and silver he lost under this blow was not much, not even a total of one.

　　 Ge Luwei had already rushed to Mu Yuan a hundred steps away, when he stopped abruptly, his stiff face showed a sneer.

　　 As long as this distance is reached, few opponents can escape to death.

　　 The real threat is not him, but the hundreds of fist-sized copper **** shot from the cannon holes above his head along the way, which have densely surrounded all sides. The other party has no way to escape!