Happy Little Scholar

Black powder is highly sensitive and flammable. It can be ignited by a weak spark and is extremely destructive. Novel about the sound of nature

When each unit volume of gunpowder ignites and burns, the combustion temperature reaches more than 1,000 degrees Celsius, and the volume can expand nearly 10,000 times, causing a violent explosion.

These descriptions were all seen by Li Yi from the book.

If iron pieces are mixed into gunpowder, when it explodes, it will be as powerful as a bullet and can easily penetrate the human body.

Of course, these things will not be described in serious books in the library. This kind of destructive method was learned by Li Yi from a time-travel novel before.

Time was urgent, and Li Yi did not have time to do a lot of experiments. After finding the gunpowder ratio from an unpopular book in a remote corner, he and Lao Fang immediately started preparing it. Fortunately, the process went smoothly. The necessary artifact for time travel that has been verified by the predecessors has shown its power for the first time in this world.

A large crater was blown out of the ground. There was no one alive within a ten-foot radius from the center of the crater, and there were countless broken limbs.

Far away from the center, the people in the green forest standing on the periphery were not affected by the frontal impact of the explosion, but those bullet-like iron sheets and nails were scratched and injured. Even if the damage caused to them was not fatal, it could still increase their combat power. All lost.

Of course there are people who are lucky enough to survive. After personally experiencing the scene just now, the companions who were chatting and laughing just now have now become corpses on the ground, and the surroundings are like hell. How many people can still muster the courage?

"Devil, he is a devil..."

Several tall men who were lucky enough to be uninjured had pale faces and trembling bodies like chaff. A fishy stench soon came from their lower bodies.

Under such a majestic scene, there is no big difference between a green forest hero and a martial arts master and an ordinary person.

"The deadly scholar!"

There was also a colorful piece of intestine hanging on Butcher Zhu's shiny head, which had flown over from behind when it exploded just now.

His face was extremely ferocious, and his eyes were about to burst. Before the fight even started, the dozens of heroes he had brought with him were almost completely wiped out. And the source of all this turned out to be the one he had never looked at with his eyes from the beginning to the end. scholar!

"Damn it, he's a spy sent by that woman!" The big man named Zhou had a gloomy face. He never expected that they would fall into the hands of such a person this time.

At this time, a few feet ahead, the scholar had stood up.

Seeing that there were no more standing figures in front of him, there was a dark mass on the ground, and there was a bloody mass of unknown what it was at his feet. Li Yi couldn't help but feel his stomach churn. In two lifetimes, he died in The only one he had in his hand was Wu Ying. The sound he made just now might have lasted ten lifetimes against him.

As a person with a modern soul, killing someone still has a lot of psychological burden on him, but just like when he was kidnapped by Wu Ying, either kill someone or be killed. This is a very simple multiple-choice question.

Living in such an era, you should be your green forest hero and I should be my lazy county captain. It is not easy for everyone, so why make things difficult for each other?

Li Yi himself was helpless. Gunpowder was very dangerous to others and himself. Maybe he would have to get in first before he could blow up others.

His goal is actually very low. He lives well and the people around him live well. Is there any lower requirement than "living"?

But some people just don’t want others to be kind to them. If they don’t want others to live, just go to hell!

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"Green hills remain unchanged, green waters flow forever, Liu Ruyi, life-killing scholar, I will come and take your lives later!" Butcher Zhu held two boning knives in his hands and wanted to rush over and chop the man and woman into pieces to satisfy their hatred. , but could only suppress this thought forcibly.

In just a short moment, the strength of both sides had reversed.

Except for the four of them who were not damaged in strength, the rest of the people on our side were dead or injured, and those who were not dead or injured were already frightened out of fear. Even if they were unwilling to give up, they could only retreat first and consider the long term.

He stamped his toes and took the lead in rushing towards the night behind him.

"No need."

Just when he was about to run out of the village, a cold voice came from behind.

"how come……"

When Butcher Zhu turned around, he only saw the light of the sword shining in front of him. Before he could lift the boning knife in his hand, a line of blood appeared on his forehead.

boom!

When Butcher Zhu's body fell to the ground, the faces of the Yin Ying man, the strong man surnamed Zhou, and the third lady changed wildly.

One move, only one move!

They came first, leaving Butcher Zhu no time to react. With such speed and strength...

When the woman turned around and looked at the three of them, the three of them held their hands tightly on their weapons, but they were horrified to find that thin figure standing there casually. To them, it was like an insurmountable tower. The mountains!

No flaws!

There is only one possibility that can make them feel like this.

Almost instantly, Cui Yan and Sanniangzi suddenly looked at the man named Zhou.

Grandmaster, this woman is a Grandmaster!

At this moment, the two of them were ready to kill the man named Zhou.

Who gave him the courage to summon the heroes of the forest in such a high-profile manner to take the head of a grand master?

Even if there hadn't been the shocking noise just now, with just a few of them, leading a group of mediocre martial artists, facing a desperate master, even if they could really kill him, few people would be able to return alive.

What's more, the other party is not just one person!

Not to mention the dozen people beside her who were not weak in momentum, just the deadly scholar alone almost made them all go to hell before they saw the real master...

What revenge, what disciples of Senior Han, what reward from Mr. Zhao, all go to hell, at this moment, saving life is the most important thing.

The third lady was the fastest. Before Cui Yan and the man surnamed Zhou could recover, she immediately ran down the mountain. The sudden appearance of more than ten figures in front of her made her very happy. If these people could entangle the woman, it would not be difficult for her to get away tonight.

Just as she was about to escape from one side, a skinny hand pinched her neck in the dark.

"If you move again, I'll break your neck." The hoarse voice of the old woman sounded, and more figures gathered behind her.

In the distance, the firelight was mixed with the sound of horse hooves, approaching this side quickly.

When the third lady was forced to come by the old woman holding her neck, the gloomy man and the big man surnamed Zhou had gathered more than ten people who could still stand up. As for those companions who were lying on the ground groaning with broken hands and feet, and couldn't even stand up, they were no longer within their consideration.

There was a master blocking the way in front, and those people behind were obviously enemies, not friends. After thinking about it, he still felt that fighting with those people behind might still have some chance of survival. With just a few of them, facing the master, they would definitely die.

"Kill!"

The gloomy man and the big man surnamed Zhou looked at each other, and led these defeated soldiers to kill the back.

"Stop them and catch them alive!"

The old woman snorted coldly, and more than ten figures drew their weapons silently.