73. Chapter 73 Xiao Bifang boils iron in fierce flames


Chapter 73: Flames boil iron, Xiao Bifang

It didn’t snow that night, but there was a strong wind howling endlessly.

The wind blew up the snow on the roof and on the ground. The door panels were blown slightly, and the outside of the door seemed to be covered with snow and cold.

There was no light in the room, but it was illuminated by the fire in the stove.

He Yanmang was sitting in front of the small stove. The casserole on the stove had been removed, and only the flames were lingering, leaping out of the stove a few inches.

He turned his fingers, twisted a wax ball between his thumb and middle finger, and flicked it into the fire. The fire suddenly changed color, becoming as green as emerald.

He Yanmang waited for a moment, muttering something in his mouth, as if there was a foreign object in his throat, and making a sound together with him. The sound was unclear, like a secret spell. He waited until there was a series of crackling sounds in the stove, and then he stopped. Chant, open your mouth and inhale hard.

All the green firelight was thrown into his mouth, and he saw his Adam's apple sliding up and down, gurgling, as if he was swallowing soup, drinking wine, and a long whale sucking water, endlessly.

It was not until less than a quarter of an hour later that the flame in the stove became thinner and thinner, and was completely sucked out by him. Then he closed his mouth, tapped his teeth, and two thin snake-like smoke came out of his nose.

He Yanmang closed his eyes and then opened them again. His eyes suddenly turned green, and the whole room was illuminated for a moment. The door opened and closed, and a figure had already plunged into the night wind and snow.

His white robes bulged, and his whole body seemed to be filled with the air of rising flames. He flew to the roof of another house, flicked his toes, and then glided a long distance away. He moved as fast as a ghost in the snowy scene.

In a few breaths, he had crossed most of the village and was close to the place where Su Hanshan and the others were arranged to live.

He Yanmang is decisive in his work, but he is not completely reckless. He chose to attack the "Tiejiang Liu" because he found out a lot of things, including the residence of the "Tiejiang Liu". The most obvious layer.

The specific strength of the "Iron River" is the key point.

Chen Zuen specifically asked several flag envoys who were traveling with Jin Liancheng this time about the news and mentioned the situation in which they found the body of the mad lion Tan Ying.

After Tan Ying died, there was still a look of shock on his face. The hand holding the sword was seriously injured, and there was only one fatal injury. His arms were as hard as iron. That was the reason why he fought back with both arms before he died.

It can be seen that "Tie Jiangliu" took advantage of surprise when he killed Tan Ying. He injured his hand first to prevent him from holding the sword. After one blow, he still failed to kill him on the spot, and was almost killed by Tan Ying. In counterattack, his strength is at most slightly higher than Tan Ying.

In addition, when Jin Liancheng invited people to return to the village, he was also surprised and tested Tie Jiangliu's internal strength, moves, Qinggong, etc.

The internal strength is about the same, Tiejiangliu's sword skills seem to be a bit clumsy in terms of moves, and in terms of light kung fu and body skills, Tiejiangliu is even worse than Jin Liancheng.

After overall consideration, He Yanmang was at least 80% sure of killing "Tie Jiangliu", so he chose to take action.

Seeing that there were only about twenty steps away from the target house, a wax ball in He Yanmang's sleeve flew into his right palm and turned into a huge green fireball. He stood up and threw the fireball from high in the sky.

Phew! ! ! !

In the room, Su Hanshan was not on the kang, but sitting on a long stool beside the table, with his feet hanging on the ground, one hand on his knees, and his right hand holding a teacup on the table, with his eyes closed and motionless.

When he is relaxing at home, he will sleep for three hours, and when he is outside, he only sleeps for two hours, which is enough to keep him energetic. It is not yet time for him to fall asleep, he is slowing down his internal energy and enjoying the fullness of his Qi. , gurgling like a stream, a state of mind in which things and I are forgotten.

When the fireball hit, it was caught by his ears. He suddenly opened his eyes and his figure flashed.

The long bench had not been knocked over, and he had already slipped out from between the tables and benches, leaning against the wall with his back still holding a teacup in his hand.

The fireball penetrated the roof, fell diagonally, and hit the table in the middle.

The green fire burst out and turned into a dozen small fireballs, scattering in all directions.

Su Hanshan flipped the tea bowl in his hand, and the water in the bowl swirled like a vortex, without leaving the edge of the bowl, and clasped forward a small fireball.

With a puff, the water and fire extinguished each other, a thick cloud of smoke arose, and the tea bowl was broken.

Su Hanshan was slightly startled and immediately exhaled to blow the smoke away.

He has discovered that the table hit by the fire ball completely collapsed and turned into a pile of black cotton-like things. This was obviously not achieved by the high temperature of the flame alone, but the fire contained highly toxic and corrosive substances. Wooden.

The walls, earthen beds, etc. that those small fireballs touched should not be flammable in the first place, but the green fire was attached to them, blackening a palm-sized area and continuing to burn.

He only had time to glance at the scene in the room, then immediately turned around and slapped the wall behind him with his palm.

He Yanmang did not rush into the enemy's house. Instead, he used the reaction after the first fireball exploded to determine the enemy's location and direction. He quickly floated to the corner, lit green fire in his hand, and When the palm is struck, it will penetrate the wall and attack this person. Unexpectedly, as soon as Green Fire's palm touched the wall, there was also a wave of palm power coming from inside the wall.

The two palm forces collided and canceled each other out, leaving the wall intact.

Su Hanshan used three palms in a row on the inside of the wall. His skills collided across the wall, and he had discovered that the opponent's internal strength was not as good as his own. He was about to increase his power with the fourth palm when he suddenly felt a warning sign and shrank his palms.

Poof! !

A claw covered in deep yellow flames has penetrated the wall and grabbed the spot where Su Hanshan's right palm was just now.

The gray-black stones, wherever they were burned by the flames, immediately turned into the color of withered and dying water plants, and even had the potential to melt.

In the Long Night Ghost Flame Spectrum, flames of various colors contain different toxicities. Green flame has the widest range of application, and this deep yellow flame is the most powerful against stone.

Su Hanshan leaned back and was almost touched by the deep yellow firelight. Seeing that the other party had already withdrawn his hand, there was suddenly a piece of wall on the wall that arched inward.

That was because the other party wanted to break up the wall and cause all the stones to fall into the house.

Between the electric light and flint, Su Hanshan pressed the wall with his left palm, grabbed it with his right hand, and a big knife flew from the corner and stabbed through the wall.

He Yanmang's eyes suddenly trembled, and the palm pressed against the wall hurriedly opened, and his body twisted. The tip of the knife pierced the wall, grazed his palm, and was less than half an inch away from his turned chest.

When the broad knife is twisted, the stone that is extremely cold and hard in winter is like loose tofu dregs in midsummer in front of the broad knife full of internal strength. It rots as soon as it is twisted, and the blade pushes and cuts horizontally.

He Yanmang stamped his feet and moved away from the wall.

The big knife was retracted in a flash, and the person inside the wall blasted out with a powerful palm, and the entire wall, which had been destroyed several times, collapsed.

All the stones were blasted outward.

Boom! ! !

Rolling stones on the ground, flying stones in the air, rocks piercing the snow, and strong winds.

"What a smart man, I underestimated you!"

He Yanmang laughed sharply, dodged a few big rocks, waved his hands continuously, and seven or eight smaller rocks were hit by him After hitting with both hands, deep yellow flames suddenly ignited and struck Su Hanshan one after another.

The stones flew halfway and stopped suddenly.

The sword flashed in all directions, and all the stones were shattered, and the broken fire spread out, without any trace of Su Hanshan's figure.

He dragged the knife forward and galloped forward, his eyes were bright, his mouth was open and his teeth were showing, and his murderous intent was rising.

He had never seen this guy who was playing with fire. He could only vaguely guess his identity, but it didn't matter.

When the other party comes, he has a chance to kill a master and reduce the strength of these bandits!

He Yanmang showed no fear at all. Although he felt that the opponent was more alert than expected, his combat power was still not beyond his calculations.

When Su Hanshan flew directly in front of him, He Yanmang suddenly curled his eyes and flicked his fingers even as he was retreating.

‘Tie, you are dead! ’

The wax ball that He Yanmang popped out did not hit Su Hanshan, but hit the ground.

The fire on the ground flickered, and there seemed to be a long thin line going straight to the wall.

The green fire inside the house was attracted and surged wildly, setting the roof on fire. They were all connected to this thin line, and swelled in the wind, turning into a green one-legged natural disaster bird. .

Huang! ! !

The snow evaporated, the flames roared through the wind, and the evil bird had a wingspan the size of two people. It followed a thin line and arrived in a flash, heading straight for Su Hanshan's back!

(End of this chapter)

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