"boom."

"Boom boom boom..."

The deafening series of explosions, like the gods getting angry, completely submerged the mourning hall in an instant.

The mushroom-like fires, seven or eight feet tall, illuminated half of Taoyu County.

It fell into Zhang Chu's eyes, like oranges hanging on the branches, which was particularly gratifying.

If he hadn't remembered the red and warm little cuties with the flesh and blood of the old Sun's head, he would have almost couldn't help but lift the corners of his lips and show the old farmer's smile.

Planting melons gets melons, and planting beans gets beans.

Plant explosive packs and harvest mushroom clouds.

Of course, it's a good harvest.

He held the window with both hands and stared at the sea of ​​fire.

He watched several firemen rush out of the fire and fall on the long street.

I watched a large group of iron-faced men rush out from several nearby streets and alleys like a tide, and surrounded the sea of ​​fire with dark crossbows.

He was a little nervous.

The location of the explosive pack was determined by him personally after physical investigation.

There are more than 300 explosive packs in total, each weighing ten kilograms. It is counted as three thousand kilograms of improved refined black gunpowder, and they are all vicious things mixed with iron sand.

That is all the survival of Taipinghui, and it is also the limit of the raw materials that Taipinghui can collect without leaving any handle in a short period of time.

All of them were smashed into Wan Tianyou's mourning hall.

Especially in the main hall where the coffin was parked, Zhang Chu was furious and arranged about a hundred explosive packs inside and out.

The main hall is only seventy or eighty square meters, and it is really too much to arrange a hundred explosive packs. It has reached the point where the indigenous people don’t recognize the explosive packs!

When doing things, you must learn to focus on key points.

The focus of this action is the river flow.

As long as Wanjiang Rivers hang, even if all the other Wanshi Tiandao Sect members survived, their actions will still be completed today.

On the contrary, even if all the other Wanshi Tiandao people died, only Wan Jiangliu survived, and today's actions were a complete failure.

But he still felt unsure.

People naturally have fear of the unknown power.

Zhang Chu didn't understand the power of the fourth grade, and he felt fear deep in his heart.

But he was a cruel man who had waded through the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

When ordinary people face unknown fears, they either surrender on the spot, wait for death on the spot, or try their best to avoid it.

Zhang Chu is different.

Facing the unknown fear, he will first try to cut the other party with all his strength.

If you can't kill me, let's think of other ways...

Now, he has made this knife.

Whether Wan Jiangliu dies or not is about to find out.

...

The fire is getting bigger and bigger.

It quickly swallowed the yard on the left and right sides of the courtyard, and it also had the intention of continuing to expand.

The people living in that street had all rushed out of their homes after the explosion. At this moment, the daggers blocked the street were pinned on that street.

No one was so stupid that he was going to hit the blockade line of the dagger.

No one was too stupid to put out the fire.

Just as the people in Taoyu County heard the shocking explosions sounded from the mourning hall, but no one has come to watch it yet.

Even the few people leaned out of the window and looked at the mourning hall.

The desire to survive can be said to be very strong.

The fire was burning.

At first, there were still people who kept wailing out of the fire, and were shot to the ground by the daggers.

When the fire was so big that it spread to both sides, no one rushed out of the fire.

Zhang Chu's heart was put back into his belly bit by bit.

He guessed that Wan Jiangliu probably... might... have passed away on the spot.

He didn't know that the rivers were like Yu Jin and Wang Qian, and did not block the splashing iron sand.

It was still the terrifying high temperature and terrifying air waves caused by the explosion.

He could only be sure that if Wan Jiangliu survived that earth-shaking explosion, he would definitely break through immediately and stay away from the sea of ​​fire.

This is the first reaction that people will subconsciously make when encountering unknown terrorist attacks.

Even if Wan Jiangliu's mind is different from that of ordinary people, he will only go crazy and start killing as soon as he breaks through.

The son was tortured and killed, and before his body was cold, he was plotted to death by the murderer... The Buddha would be devilish in this kind of anger!

Therefore, Wan Jiangliu has not appeared yet, and there is a high probability that he has passed away on the spot.

Zhang Chu couldn't tell what it felt like about this ending.

Of course, he also believed that the chance of killing Wan Jiangliu in this game was extremely high.

Wan Tianyou is the life gate of Wanjiangliu.

He seized Wan Tianyou, which was equivalent to seizing the opportunity to change from passive to active.

Wanjiangliu is the fourth rank.

But he didn't know that Zhang Chu was still holding a trump card called "Explosive Pack".

Zhang Chu couldn't think of a reason to make a mistake.

But after he successfully killed Wan Jiangliu, he couldn't help but feel in a trance.

The Wanshi Tiandao Sect was an opponent that was once so powerful that he felt desperate.

Just disappeared?

A fourth-grade hero is a top-notch powerful man who can kill three thousand iron cavalry and escape from the army.

Just kneel down so frankly?

He felt unreal.

This is also the only time he has not been able to feel his strength from the enemy's corpses in his debut for so long.

Only he understands that he is not a wise man.

He neither holds the universe in his hand and has the vast aura of the sun and the moon in his heart.

There is no feather fan and scarf, and the monsters are destroyed by the ashes while chatting and laughing.

He couldn't even pass the college entrance examination back then, so he could only go abroad to go to a pheasant university and spend some gold...

He understood that he could win this game just because of the little knowledge in his mind that did not belong to this world.

But that knowledge will always be exhausted.

For example, explosive packs may be useless after this time...

As long as he is still hanging out in the world, he will always encounter enemies as powerful as Wan Jiangliu or even more powerful than him.

At that time, what else would he use to deal with the enemy?

After all, his strength is not enough to bear the current victory.

...

A complex mood is a complicated mood.

Things have to go according to the plan.

Under Zhang Chu's command, the dagger quickly pulled out the water truck and sand that had been prepared long ago and began to extinguish the fire.

The fire was extinguished soon.

The spies stabbed the dagger and dragged out the incomplete charred corpses from the wreckage with torches.

Too incomplete to piece together.

Of course, there is no need to mention identification.

In the end, the dagger could only count the number of deaths in the ruins from his head: one hundred and six corpses.

Plus the more than twenty bodies they had shot on the street.

The number is exactly the same as the number of people coming to the city by Wanshi Tiandao Gate, which matches the number of people in the mourning hall.

This is a true proof that Wan Jiangliu has been buried in the sea of ​​fire.

To be precise, it is not just a river flow.

All the Qihai Elders and Seventh-grade Seniors of the Wanshi Tiandao Sect are basically here.
Chapter completed!