A ferocious smile appeared on the corner of Duan Lang's mouth. After wielding the flying sword several times, a colorful sword curtain was formed in front of him.

Facing the fire rain coming from the front of him, Duan Lang laughed and said, "Wang Yun, this is the treasure you are in the box. If you only have such a little trick, I'm sorry, you can't escape today!"

The sword curtain in front of Duan Lang suddenly scattered and faced the fire rain around him. Although the sword curtain successfully blocked the fire rain, although it blocked it, Wang Yun's purpose of using the fire rain had already achieved, which was already successful for Wang Yun!

Meng Yu, who was waiting for the fisherman to benefit, could already imagine the scene that would appear in the future. When he was a child, he used fireworks to dismantle it, but he was often stimulated by the explosion of gunpowder. Now Duanlang is like being in a space full of gunpowder. This small spark can often cause huge destructive power.

At this moment, Duan Lang was surrounded by a large pile of spiritually rich gunpowder. The gunpowder suddenly burst out in his ridicule, which made Duan Lang's laughter suddenly replaced by a sharp roar.

"You, you are so cruel." Duan Lang quickly retreated, trying to exit the center of the explosion.

At this moment, the shells thrown by Wang Yun also rushed into the fire rain, instantly increasing the flames to several levels. With the violent explosion, a huge fireball was formed with Duan Lang's figure as the center. The heat emitted by the fireball made Meng Yu on the ground feel extremely hot.

With the explosion, countless Mars fell from the air, and the house in Heishui Town below suddenly became a sea of ​​fire, and countless townsmen ran out crying and shouting.

Since the falling flames are fires with spiritual energy, they cannot be extinguished with water alone. The fire is getting bigger and bigger. In just a few seconds, half a block is in a sea of ​​fire.

It is precisely because monks are in great danger that the royal family in the secular world does not allow monks to fight in secular affairs. However, these lifeless cultivators often claim to be tall and never take such commands seriously.

The crowd kept running away, and some even ran out naked.

What surprised Meng Yu was that among the group of people who ran out, there were dozens of well-trained samurai dressed. From their costumes, Meng Yu easily judged that this was just a guy from Yidaomen!

"Is this the base of Yidaomen?" Meng Yu couldn't help but think.

In fact, I really guessed that this is the base of Yidaomen in Heishui Town. Yidaomen is not a sect of Heishui Town, but a sect of Lianyun County where Heishui Town is located. This is just one of its eight major branches. This is why they were able to invite monks from the Foundation Establishment Stage to harm An Qianqian's family. They have a good foundation.

Of course, Meng Yu didn't know all this. Now he just thought that a fire just burned the door. He felt that this would save a lot of trouble.

In his heart, Meng Yu didn't want to offend a certain party's strength, but he didn't know if this was the case, which was considered to be helping An Qianqian complete the revenge mission. Is it really necessary to kill the culprit's foundation-building cultivator?

After all, my master's system did not give me a prompt to complete the task.

Meng Yu took out a third-level heavenly thunder talisman from the Qiankun Ring and planned to be ready to attack the winner of the two at any time. In his opinion, no matter who wins, the other one will be seriously injured.

At the moment before the explosion, Wang Yun had quickly retreated for dozens of meters. Looking at the huge fireball in front of him, he felt very happy and thought that it was impossible for anyone to survive such a violent explosion.

After that violent explosion, a figure rushed out, and it seemed to be very invincible in terms of momentum.

However, Duan Lang had lost his previous arrogant arrogance at this time. His precious clothes had become ragged in the explosion. The Taoist head crown on his head had long disappeared, revealing his burned hair. From the outside, it looked very much like Meng Yu's explosion head in his previous life. At this moment, Duan Lang was full of anger. He was careless and was actually plotted by Wang Yun like this, which made him angry and no longer had the idea of ​​teasing Wang Yun before.

The flame explosion was extremely powerful just now. Fortunately, Duan Lang used the Iron Shield Technique before and used a life-saving speed increase talisman at the moment of the explosion, allowing him to rush out of the center of the explosion with a moment of acceleration. However, even so, he had the fate of a barbecue Taoist priest. If he hadn't gritted his teeth and had a breath in his heart, he would have been so angry that he would have been crazy. He held his flying sword and shivered.

He never expected that he would end up in such a miserable place one day, and was injured by a bastard like Wang Yun who had just formed a pill for a while. This was simply a great humiliation.

Although he is also a casual cultivator, with the support of his master, he thinks he is superior. He has a master in the Nascent Soul stage, which makes him always be self-controlled without fear. He has never suffered any losses. For the first time, he caught a big fuss on a guy who is weaker than his cultivation level.

Wang Yun was shocked when he saw Duan Lang flying out of the fireball. He never expected Duan Lang to be dead under such an explosion. Seeing Duan Lang holding his flying sword, he rushed towards him in anger.

Wang Yun threw away the heavy cannon and flew back quickly. He knew that with his current body and Duanlang had no chance of winning, he could only take one step back.

Duan Lang shouted, "Wang Yun, don't try to escape from my palm today. You treated me like this. I will kill you."

After saying that, a sword light waved towards Wang Yun.

Meng Yu, who was underground, saw Wang Yun throwing away the cannon, was overjoyed, and used his body skills to run to where the cannon fell. For him now, this is a big treasure. Look at the power it caused before, ordinary Jindan stage monks can suffer a great loss, let alone a monk in the Foundation Establishment stage. If he could use this treasure in martial arts, he would definitely not fall into the fate of being driven out of the Twelve Peaks of Ziyun.

Near a piece of gravel, Meng Yu finally found this cannon. Seeing that the two men in the air attacked and defended, they still couldn't decide the winner. Meng Yu used the latest identification function of the master's system to identify this magic weapon.

Magic weapon name: Vulcan

Magic weapon level: unknown

Magic weapon power: spell attack power 150-500

Magic weapon damage: 17%

Magic weapon usability: not available (no ammunition)

A sentence that cannot be used completely hit Meng Yu, which made him very confused. He finally got a magic weapon but could not be used. This made him experience the feeling of sadness and joy.
Chapter completed!