Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

Song Wenzheng is preparing to use the fireball technique again to completely eliminate Tang Yinian.

He suddenly heard countless harsh piercing sounds behind him and looked back.

It turned out to be countless arrows shooting out.

It turned out that in the afternoon, Tang Yinian and his son realized that there was something fishy about what Jiyin said, so they summoned hundreds of elites, all dressed in iron armor, armed with spears and bows and arrows, to ambush outside the courtyard.

Seeing the sudden explosion in the small building, these hundreds of elites rushed into the courtyard and attacked Song Wen.

At this time, Tang Yinian also noticed the arrows shooting from the sky.

He suddenly laughed crazily, "Little thief, I don't care how you killed Ji Yin, it has nothing to do with me, but you killed my son, and I must let you be buried with him."

Tang Yinian, who was laughing crazily, seemed to have seen Song Wen buried under the arrows from the sky.

These hundreds of elites are all warriors who have cultivated their internal strength. They all use iron-tied bows, which are extremely powerful. Each arrow has the power to tear the human body apart.

The spells Song Wen cast were obviously single-target attacks. It was impossible for Song Wen to escape unscathed under the siege of hundreds of elites.

Song Wen looked at the arrows all over the sky without panicking. A violent wind talisman suddenly appeared in his hand.

The talisman and seal were activated, and a strong wind rose out of thin air.

The wind howled, flying sand and rocks.

Blow by the strong wind that made people unable to stand still, the arrows were blown around and lost their accuracy in an instant.

Only a few scattered ones landed on Song Wen, but all of them were greatly reduced in power and could not threaten Song Wen who had used the shield technique at all.

At the same time, the burning fire was blown by the strong wind, and the flames rolled around.

The wind helps the fire!

The trees in the entire courtyard were set on fire, and even the medicine field was not spared. Most of the elixirs that Ji Yin had collected so hard were destroyed, and the dense woods on the mountain behind the small building were also set on fire.

The entire courtyard was already surrounded by a sea of ​​fire.

The arrow failed to pose a threat to Song Wen, but it gave Tang Yinian a chance to escape.

He took the opportunity to distance himself from Song Wen and headed toward the elite gang in embarrassment.

When he ran among the elites, his safety was guaranteed, and the desire for revenge suddenly arose in his heart again.

"Song Wen, you can't escape today no matter what, I will kill the immortal today."

"Pull up the Eight Ox Crossbow for my gang leader."

Ten huge ballistae were pulled up, and each ballistae was equipped with ten pure steel spears that were as thick as an arm and ten feet long. The spears were extremely sharp.

Some strong men pulled the crossbow strings, raised the arrows, and were ready to go. The eight cow crossbows made a chilling sound.

"put!"

"Buzz, buzz..."

The ten ballistas were launched at the same time, and the steel spears fired in full made a harsh and terrifying sound as they broke through the air.

These spears are more than a hundred times more powerful than the previous arrows.

The Eight-Niu Crossbow is a powerful siege weapon in the Qianguo army. Each Eight-Niu Crossbow has the power to siege cities and demolish strongholds. It is not known where Tang Yinian got so many Eight-Niu Crossbows.

"This gang leader is watching where you run away!"

Facing a hundred-foot-long pure steel spear, Song Wen didn't dare to lift it up. He wasn't sure whether the wind talisman could blow away the spear. He didn't dare to use the shield technique to block these terrifying spears.

The flying talisman is directly activated.

Song Wenton felt a lightness in his body and soared up. In a blink of an eye, he flew a hundred meters into the air and was directly out of the attack range of the spear.

The flying talisman is Song Wen's biggest trump card, and it is also the fundamental reason why Song Wen dared to take action against Tang Liang. With the flying talisman, Song Wen can break away from the battle at any time and come and go as he pleases.

If there were no flying talisman, Song Wen would definitely not choose to assassinate Tang Liang within the Tiansha Gang, but would choose a safer option and seek revenge outside the Tiansha Gang.

"It's disrespectful to come and go without reciprocating. I also want you to try the power of my talisman."

Song Wen did not hesitate and directly released two fireball talismans and a violent wind talisman.

It is much faster to activate the talisman than Song Wen himself to cast the spell.

"He can actually fly!"

Tang Yinian and the Tiansha gang below looked horrified. Song Wen could fly, which completely exceeded their expectations. Song Wen was located a hundred meters high in the air, almost invincible.

"Quick, turn the Eight Ox Crossbow and shoot him down for me." Tang Yinian shouted loudly.

Before they could move the Eight Bull Crossbow into position, they saw two fireballs falling from the sky.

"Boom, boom."

The two fireballs landed directly on the two Eight Ox Crossbows, and the two Eight Ox Crossbows instantly fell apart.

The fireball also exploded, and violent flames scattered everywhere. More than a dozen gangsters who were close by were affected, and their bodies were engulfed in fire.

Before the Tiansha Gang could take a breather, the howling wind followed. It was difficult for the Tiansha Gang to control the Eight Ox Crossbow to aim and attack Song Wen in the sky.

"Song Wen, you despicable villain. As a dignified immortal, don't you dare to fight head-on and only dare to use the power of the talisman seals to hide in Tibet? This gang leader will see how many talisman seals you have and wait for your talisman seals to be used. When this is over, this gang leader will chop you into pieces."

Tang Yinian roared angrily when he saw that hundreds of his men were besieging Song Wen, but there was nothing he could do against Song Wen. On the contrary, he was losing troops and generals one after another.

Song Wen in the air smiled faintly. The flight talisman was effective for a quarter of an hour. He still had enough time to play slowly with the opponent.

"Fighting the enemy head-on, do you think I'm stupid? Take a flaming bullet from me."

The number of talismans and seals is limited, but there are still a lot of Mengyou in Song Wen's storage room, and they are all packed in one-pound pottery pots. There are hundreds of them.

Song Wen was at high altitude and had absolute air control.

The fierce clay pots were like cannonballs falling from the sky, hitting the crowded places and the remaining eight eight-niu crossbows.

There were unextinguished flames everywhere on the ground, but now fierce oil bombs fell one after another, coupled with the residual power of the wind talisman.

The fire in the courtyard became more intense, making it almost impossible to stand.

Countless gang members were struggling and wailing,

The sounds of shouting and crying are endless.

Except for a few peripheral gangsters who escaped, most of the gangsters who entered the courtyard were wailing in the sea of ​​fire.

Tang Yinian was seriously injured and did not have time to escape immediately, but he was followed by many loyal subordinates.

More than ten people surrounded him and helped him block the splashing fire one by one, temporarily saving Tang Yinian.

As time went by, the men around him were gradually swallowed up by the flowing fire, and there were fewer and fewer of them.

Song Wen, who was in mid-air, was always paying attention to Tang Yinian. Seeing the opportunity, he used his magic power to release a fireball.

When the fist-sized fireball was about to hit Tang Yinian, he didn't know where he got a ten-foot-long steel spear.

The spear swung and hit the fireball directly.

"Bang!"

The fireball exploded, emitting countless flames.

The spear was also hit by the fireball, and the tip of the spear exploded into countless pieces.

At this time, a clay pot hit the broken spear tip directly.

"boom!"

Violent oil overflowed, and the sky was filled with fire.

The flying oil fell on Tang Yinian, and the fire instantly devoured him.

"Ah...ah..."

Tang Yinian turned into a human-shaped torch and kept making shrill screams.

Song Wen silently counted the time in the air. Most of the effective time of the flying talisman had passed.

It's time to leave!

Song Wen controlled his body and headed towards the back mountain. He could escape from the Tiansha Clan's territory as long as he leaped over the mountain peak several hundred meters in front of him.

Before leaving, he did not forget to throw down all the heavy oil cans in the storage bag, especially Tang Yinian, who was given special attention.