Chapter 21 The Power of Fire Bullets

"Little guy, compared to the Warcraft in the Warcraft Mountains, humans are sometimes more terrifying."

Yao Lao's voice sounded in Xiao Yan's heart.

Xiao Yan smiled lightly: "It's really scary to kill so many people."

"Huh?" Yao Lao was really surprised. After Xiao Yan killed the red flame demon tiger, he didn't have much fighting spirit left.

There are more than thirty people in this mercenary team. Even if Xiao Yan's strength is much stronger than the level shown, he cannot be the opponent of so many people!

Xiao Yan turned around calmly and looked at the people of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group, while explaining to Yao Lao in his heart.

“The injuries on the second-level monster, the Red Flame Demon Tiger, were obviously caused by humans, and it seemed that the injury lasted only a short time.

Although I am not as powerful as your soul, do you think I can't guess that I will encounter the mercenaries who are chasing the red flame demon tiger?

When I started, I used the Baji Beng instead of the Baji Soaring Cannon, which reduced the number of times I needed to practice the Baji Soaring Cannon.

Not only did he judge that the Red Flame Demonic Tiger would be killed in one blow, but he also wanted to save the consumption of fighting energy to deal with the mercenaries he might encounter. "

Yao Lao did not expect that although Xiao Yan was young, he was very thoughtful.

"Even if you have some fighting spirit left, how can you deal with so many people on the other side?" Yao Lao asked the key question.

"We'll see." Xiao Yan smiled lightly.

Seeing Xiao Yan's slow look, He Meng shouted angrily: "Don't even think about playing tricks!"

"I picked these medicinal materials by luck along the way. Can I keep some?" Xiao Yan said with a wry smile.

The mercenary with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks standing next to Hemon took out the long knife in his hand and threatened: "Boy, do you want to die?"

"No, no, no!" Xiao Yan quickly spread his hands, "That's it for you. You must keep your word and let me leave."

"Hurry up and bring it!" Hemeng urged impatiently, sneering in his heart. He only said to keep the bag, but did not tell him to leave.

"Catch it!" Xiao Yan took off the bag from his waist and threw it away.

Many mercenaries blinked. They didn't see anything thrown at them. Is this kid crazy? He dared to play tricks on them?

With his extraordinary eyesight honed over many years of climbing in the Warcraft Mountains, Hemeng vaguely saw a bit of red light coming quickly.

The sharp nerves that had been lingering at the edge of the knife all year round made the skin on his body suddenly tighten, and a flash of warning flashed through his heart like lightning.

Hemon suddenly took a step back, grabbing two mercenary brothers and blocking them in front of him.

At the same time, the fighting cyclone in the body was running wildly, and the originally bronze skin became a little pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

With a pop, the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked mercenary who was used as a human shield felt as if his abdomen had been pierced, and a mouthful of blood spat out.

"You..." He never dreamed that he would die in the hands of a young man, and the key point was that his death was a bit unclear.

What Xiao Yan couldn't throw was not the bag, but the fire bomb he refined with the first-order fire attribute magic core.

The mercenaries suddenly seemed as if they were dreaming. This weak-looking little lamb actually killed one of their brothers in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, the violent energy of the fire bomb was released and exploded.

The violent energy of the fire bomb is like a flame from hell, instantly devouring everything around it.

The horrific explosion was deafening and the flames shot into the sky. The sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked mercenary was the first to bear the brunt. In an instant, his flesh and blood flew everywhere. The other mercenaries who were close to the fire bomb were unprepared for it and were directly blown away.

But more mercenaries were knocked to the ground by the strong air wave. The high temperature burned their skin to black, their hair burned, and the armor on their bodies became too hot.

For a moment, the air was filled with the smoke and dust after the explosion of the fire bomb and the groans of the injured mercenaries, and the scene was chaotic.

Some people were so burned that they couldn't move, and some people tried to stand up but couldn't do it because of their injuries.

The mercenaries standing outside who were not injured quickly retreated and looked at Xiao Yan with great vigilance.

The little lamb they once despised has now become the sole source of this disaster.

Yao Lao suddenly realized at this time: "No wonder you are so confident, you actually have such a thing! I didn't expect you to be able to directly use the magic core!"

"By the way, you liked tinkering with these weird things when you were a child." Yao Lao couldn't help but think of those little dancing iron men.

I thought it was quite funny at the time, but who knew that many years later, the manufacturing of that thing would eventually evolve into such a terrifying use.

Compared to Yao Lao's excitement, Xiao Yan didn't have much smile on his face, and only about half of them were killed in the explosion.

This is going to be difficult...

He casually threw aside the bloody mercenary brother who was bombed. Even though Hemeng was hiding behind him, his face was burned by the fire that filled the surrounding area.

"Good boy, I actually made a mistake." Hemeng exhaled slowly, his face no longer smiling, but extremely solemn.

Glancing at the dozen or so mercenaries who were still intact outside, Hemeng shouted: "Come on, kill this kid and avenge your brothers!"

The mercenaries are not stupid. If they were hit by the explosion, they might not be able to escape now if they were alive just now.

Hemon angrily kicked the nearest mercenary: "What are you afraid of? If he still had that thing, he would have used it long ago! The actual situation is that thing, he only has one."

"For this kid to have such a treasure, he must have received the inheritance of some powerful person. Maybe he has a mysterious class skill. Whoever kills him, I will let him be the first to practice!" Hemeng released a mercenary An irresistible temptation.

The mercenaries hesitated for a while, and finally looked at Xiao Yan with shining eyes.

Xuan Class level skills, if they have this kind of skills, they might be able to break through and become a strong fighting master in their lifetime!

Yao Lao urged: "Come on, if you fight with all your strength, these mercenaries are no match for you."

"Run away!" What shocked De Yaolao and the mercenaries was that Xiao Yan, who just now looked like he was about to go on a killing spree, directly rubbed oil on the soles of his feet, turned around and fled into the dense forest with all his strength.

While leaping in the forest, Xiao Yan said to Yao Lao: "The noise caused by the fire bullets is not small. Who knows if there are any companions of these mercenaries or powerful monsters nearby? Even if I kill them, my little life will be lost." Very few died."

"Yes, you have mastered one of the secrets of survival in the Warcraft Mountains. Always have some strength left to deal with unknown dangers." Yao Lao said appreciatively.

Xiao Yan smiled faintly: "These mercenaries now think that I have mystical level skills. Many treasures will fall into my hands sooner or later. There is no need to worry."