"Clear insects, red locusts!"


    At the same time, hatred and illusion had slowed down. A moment of disgust appeared on the top of Yamamoto''s head, and his raised right leg chopped down with a ferocious momentum like a beast.


    God, guard your feet!


    Illusion has no detestable blinking ability, and can only release a light yellow column in the distance and bombard it. For a time, Yamamoto fell into the siege of four people again.


    "Hum! Songming!"


    Yamamoto''s heavy country snorted coldly. The spiritual pressure in his body was like a river pouring down, and the raging flame wrapped around his body erupted like a volcano. The wall of fire rising into the sky formed a violent fire tornado storm, burning everything he touched.


    More than that, as soon as the fire tornado up to hundreds of meters was formed, it immediately spread outward.


    Dongxian wants to lift his left palm against the fire. The palm is like a black hole, sucking all the violent flames into the world.


    On the other side, the hatred in the air was not so lucky. I had to hold the beheading knife horizontally, which was entangled by the Fire Dragon Storm and flew back hundreds of meters.


    In the raging flames, Yamamoto''s heavy country, like a god of war, broke the flame and flew out, cutting at the unsuspecting Dongxian.


    With the existence of the fire wall, people''s eyes were blocked for a moment, and they couldn''t find the trend of Yamamoto''s heavy country. However, the illusion outside the court makes everything clear.


    With the bug like ability to share vision, Zhang Han is not afraid of sneak attacks from each other. He burst into the wall of fire, his sharp claws and the sharp horn on his forehead against the liublan like fire at the same time.


    When Dongxian was about to absorb all the flames, they looked up and saw Zhang Han holding the hot blade tightly with both hands. The blood in his hands was evaporated by the terrible high temperature before dripping. The left ox horn is against the tip of the knife, and the body can''t stop slipping backwards.


    At the same time, between the two horns, a dark red ball continued to take shape.


    Virtual flash!


    Opposite, Yamamoto''s face changed. He wanted to pull out the soul chopping knife. Unexpectedly, the blade was tightly held by Zhang Han. For a time, he couldn''t pull it out.


    "Sixty one of the ways to bind, six sticks are bare! Sixty two of the ways to bind, a hundred steps are dry! Sixty three of the ways to bind, a lock bar is locked!"


    In an instant, Yamamoto''s chest was imprisoned by six light columns, and then dozens of light sticks like giant nails nailed his limbs, and then a big snake like rope wrapped around his body.


    At the same time, the hatred suddenly moved again, and the rock firm arm hugged Yamamoto.


    Sooner or later, just when the virtual flash was about to take shape, Yamamoto''s angry eyes were wide open, and the overwhelming spiritual pressure burst out again.


    The binding road that Dongxian wanted to release didn''t last long, but was dispersed by the violent spirit pressure. Behind him, hatred didn''t even scream, so he was rushed out by the spirit pressure as fast as a storm and hit the ground. He couldn''t get up again for a long time.


    The dark red ball finally took shape, and a huge light column shot out from the corner tip and thundered to Yamamoto''s chest.


    "Tie the eighty-one of the ways, break the air!"


    Yamamoto''s heavy country is not disorderly in the face of danger. He pulls his hands hard. If the blade is pulled out by the fire, his body explodes and retreats. At the same time, a translucent crystal wall blocks in front of him.


    Boom!


    The appearance was dark red, and the inner almost black virtual flash bombarded the crystal wall. The crystal wall shook violently, stagnated for half a second, and suddenly burst.


    With this half second delay, Yamamoto once again mobilized the spirit pressure and cut with a horizontal knife, which was dangerous and dangerous to disperse the light column.


    It''s cumbersome. Only a few seconds have passed.


    When everything calmed down, the illusion flew over and stopped next to Zhang Han. Dongxian Yaozi stood on the left side of Yamamoto''s important country and stood in a corner with the two people to help each other.


    As for hate, now lying on his back in the pit, his body surface was scorched black by the high temperature. He was seriously hurt and had lost his combat effectiveness.


    For several rounds in a row, he not only failed to win the kid, but also almost hurt himself. Yamamoto''s face was cold. Liu blade was like fire in his hand. He waved his knife and cut quickly.


    Fire burns the city!


    For a moment, Zhang Han and his vision were surrounded by an inflamed wall composed of a ring of burning fire. There were flames running on the inflamed wall, and the terrible high temperature kept burning his body.


    Zhang Hanxin knew that burning the city wall with fire could not only burn everything he touched, but also have the function of forming a boundary to surround the two people. The purpose is self-evident, that is, to kill Dongxian Yao.


    Don''t you know that the hungry ghost ability that Dongxian wants is still given to him by the noumenon. How can Zhang Han not make it out?


    Before Yamamoto attacked Dongxian, Zhang Han opened his miserable white claws and bent down to shoot on the ground. Seven or eight black runes spread in the palm of his hand, and the top Rune formed a ring.


    Psychic!


    In the rune center, the hatred and Dongxian Yao isolated from the inflammatory wall disappeared and appeared next to Zhang Han.


    Dongxian wanted to raise her palm again and gently press it on the burning wall. In just a few seconds, she absorbed all the flames, and one person and three puppets appeared in everyone''s eyes again.


    what?!


    Obviously, one second ago, she was outside the burning wall, but the next second, she appeared next to Zhang Han. Your sister also took the scroll back to the city!


    "What the hell is this? It can not only make a living man into a puppet and share vision, but also easily take the puppet back to him..."


    Jingle Chunshui''s eyes burst with pure light, and he stared at Zhang Han with more doubts in his heart.


    "It seems that Zhang Hanjun doesn''t need our help and can defeat Mr. Yamamoto."


    "Yes, old man Shan is in trouble now!"


    Jingle Chunshui sighed casually, with a smile of schadenfreude in her eyes.


    At first, when Zhang Han took out these puppets, the people didn''t feel the breath of life in the puppets, but when they began to fight, they knew later that all these puppets were living creatures and had a sense of autonomy!


    It hurts!


    If Zhang Han manipulates three puppets alone, he must at least focus on four uses, and he will not be able to look after each other. As long as the attack is sharp and swift, it can make him busy and unable to play the power of a puppet.


    However, if puppets can think and act by themselves, they don''t have to be distracted and control them. The combat effectiveness is really amazing.


    If Zhang Han knows what people think, he must scoff. They are all strong at the captain level. Their knowledge is too shallow!


    All the six puppets are made of living creatures. Moreover, hatred can be controlled by spiritual separation. Illusion is not a six puppet, but a new life.


    Only Dongxian wants it. Zhang Han needs to distract and control him. When fighting, Zhang Han was only dual-purpose at most. It''s simply not too easy.