After hearing the words of the old thief Wufengzi, Master Xuanming knew that the old thief Wufengzi must have set up an ambush here earlier. When he looked up, he saw a large number of masked men in black soon appeared on the hillsides. There was nothing scary about these men in black. The key was that the things around these men in black were not sure where they got more than a dozen red cannons and aimed at the people in the valley.

At this moment, they were obviously at a disadvantage, and the enemy was in the high forest. If these dozen cannons were fired at the same time, the hundreds of masters who followed would be immediately bombarded by the cannons. Zhenren Xuanming expected that there might be an ambush here. The old thief Wufengzi is definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp, but he never expected that the old thief Wufengzi would use such despicable means to deal with them.

No matter how much hatred a person in the world has, he cannot use firearms. First, he looks down on this thing, and he feels mixed with this thing. Even if he takes out a musket, he feels lost. Second, people with cultivation rely on their true skills to fight each other. If they can't beat them, it means that you have not practiced enough. What's wrong with you suddenly making a firearm.

This old thief Wufengzi is despicable, and the use of the word "despicable" is not enough to describe his current despicableness.

As soon as he saw the dozen red cannons with sparks, Xuan Ming Zhenren immediately shouted: Everyone, let's scatter.

While saying this, Zhenren Xuanming immediately jumped up and jumped up several feet high. The sleeves of his hands shook, and several copper coins were slid down at the same time, and they fought against the men in black at the closest to him.

Masters of the Xuankong Zhenren, Wu Feng and Zhou Ming, also reacted immediately, their eyes filled with fear. The power of this cannon was self-evident. Once they fell into the crowd, a large number of people would die.

At that moment, everyone ran around and threw out the magic weapons in their hands, and threw them towards the red-clothed cannon that was closest to them.

Wu Feng held Taoist Qingfeng in his hands and ran wildly, while Zhou Ming was escorting him.

With a deafening sound, a shell landed in the crowd. The masters and abbots who had not yet reacted were blown into pieces by the shell. A blood mist spread all over the sky, blowing out a deep pit on the ground, and there were many injured people.

The copper coin hidden weapons in the hands of Zhenren Xuanming and Zhenren Xuan Kong were constantly fired out, and some of the copper coin hidden weapons hit the red cannons. Although the cannon was very heavy, after being hit by their copper coin hidden weapons, the entire cannon body deviated from some direction. The shells did not fall into the crowd and almost avoided the crisis.

However, in their other directions, shells were still coming. When Zhenren Xuanming saw that everyone would definitely die in the shelling, he ran away while scattering everyone around, and the number of casualties was also smaller.

A shell suddenly fell next to Wu Feng. Fortunately, it was not very close. Zhou Ming immediately threw himself on Wu Feng and threw both Wu Feng and Taoist Master Qingfeng under him.
Chapter completed!