"kill!"
"Kill!" Zhang Dashan shouted and rushed out with his spear. The village Yong also blushed behind him, screaming at the top of his lungs, waving his spear and rushing out.
A warrior smiled contemptuously, flashed his body, and slashed with a knife. With a "puff", a village hero was stabbed and screamed, but almost at the same time, he called out: "Sthorn!"
Listening to Zhang Dashan's order, several village heroes were accustomed to encirclement and suppressing the Black Wind Thieves last time. No matter how terrifying the thief's sword technique was, they just stabbed them together as they listened to the orders.
"Puff, puff!" The sound of the spear entering the flesh was terrifying. This warrior studied martial arts for several years and was usually a loud character. At this time, when he stabbed several guns, avoided a few spears, and two spears, he stabbed into his body, making a heart-wrenching roar, and raised his knife and slashed.
"Stir again!" Several village heroes around him stabbed in, and the warrior could no longer stand it. He was so angry that he opened his eyes wide when he was dying, as if he could not believe it.
"Don't be scattered, sting together, don't rush forward!" Pei Ziyun ordered. At this time, the village hero and the scattered black-clad men fought together in a group, and weapons clashes and screams came from time to time.
When I passed by the warrior just now, I peeled off the masked veil and under the torch, I saw a monk's body. There were several ring scars on the top of the corpse. The village chief behind me shouted, while also surprised: "Why are there monks? I just heard these yelling to avenge the village leader. Could it be that the Black Wind Thieves have become monks?"
"Kill!" A village hero thought it was easy to kill a thief, so he rushed forward quickly.
"Don't leave the team..." Before he finished speaking, a man in black just flashed and avoided the sting of the village hero. The sword flashed, and the village hero screamed and fell down, but he was cut off from his shoulder to chest and died immediately. At this time, a woman rushed out screaming and hugged the village hero and cried: "My son, I told you not to come out, why did you come out..."
Before the words were finished, the old woman's head flew out with a knife, and blood splattered all over the floor.
"This is Zhang Wu. I learned some skills from the old hunter. I didn't want to be killed with one knife." Someone looked closer and took a breath, his hands and feet trembled.
"Don't be distracted, sting together, don't rush forward!" Pei Ziyun shouted, "These idiots, you just a village warrior without an array, how can you fight with a warrior? You will be killed in a blink of an eye."
Zhang Dashan also shouted at the top of his lungs: "Don't be distracted, line up and stab together!"
Although Pei Ziyun was Jie Yuan, he had only been a few days ago. He usually gave the villagers the impression of a weak scholar, so he naturally had some bad orders at critical moments.
But Zhang Dashan is a member of his tribe. He usually has some prestige and is the captain of the township heroes. At this time, he shouted that these township heroes had a backbone and stood in a row like training camps. He stabbed out with a spear in his hand and shouted loudly: "Kill, kill!"
Two more warriors didn't believe in evil. They were masters of the Tao and were afraid that these country mud legs would rush over with their swords, but they would stab them in a spear, "Puff, puff!" The spear sounded like flesh.
These masters who usually kill without blinking, and those who have only practiced for more than a month, are pierced and lying on the ground with their bodies.
"Kill and kill!" Kill and kill several people in a row, the morale of the village warriors rose sharply. Although their faces were still pale, they were no longer afraid.
"Zhang Dashan, follow this command." There was a faint sound of killing in the distance, and there was a "bang, bang" hitting the door. Pei Ziyun knew that something was wrong. Depending on the situation, the enemy here was blocking, and his family was the main force of the enemy. As he said this, he swung his way, and he rushed to his yard from behind in the night.
"boom"
At this moment, hearing a loud noise, the door of the Pei family broke, and the people blocked the door were shocked. Two monks outside were slamming with tree trunks. Two people demolished the door panels of nearby families as shields to resist bows and arrows. When they broke, they threw away the wood in their hands, pulled out the long knife, and killed them.
"Kill in, no one left!" Zhang Jieyu had put on a mask and led the man in black into the yard. At first glance, he saw a middle-aged fat man, and the man pointed at Zhang Jieyu almost at the same time and ordered: "Cum!"
"Puff!" Although the inspector gained a little weight, he was an officer and had been through a long battle formation. Since the first place, he found out that Zhang Jieyu was a thief leader, just commanding. After listening to the order, the archers immediately loosened their bows and saw seven or eight arrows covering them. Zhang Jieyu was not prepared and fell to death, and his head suddenly turned blank.
"Ah!" In the critical moment, the Taoist Dharma protector, Yang Kun, who was buried in the woods, couldn't help but pounce on him and blocked him in front.
He heard a sound of puffs and suddenly shot seven or eight arrows, almost no one was lost. Yang Kun turned into a hedgehog. Zhang Jieyu felt cold and did not advance but retreat. His eyes were filled with cold charges: "Kill, kill, kill, they didn't have time to shoot arrows, kill them, and avenge the brothers in Heifeng Village."
"Kill, kill, kill, avenge the gang leader." The man in black was furious when he saw that the gang leader was dead, and rushed straight up.
The archer had no time to shoot an arrow, so he drew out the knife and started killing each other.
"Go to die, thief!" The inspector was not wearing an official uniform, and only this move showed his kung fu. He was just a knife and no tricks. A man in black on the opposite side was cut and blood splattered all over the floor.
After two more steps, another man in black screamed, and the inspector couldn't help laughing.
I saw a light flashing across the man's sword. This was clearly the third level of martial arts and had true energy. Zhang Jieyu couldn't help but feel cold. When did such a master be in the public sect?
Seeing that this man was unstoppable, the morale of several soldiers behind him was shocked and full of murderous aura. For a moment, his face turned pale and he stretched out his hand to a point.
"Puff" a white light rushed out of her sleeve and hit the man's knife. It's nothing, just a "crack" sound, and an electric arc flashed. The electric arc was not powerful, but the man was suddenly numb and could not move.
These men in black were all bandits. They immediately slashed at them several times and slashed on them. The inspector showed an incredible look, and blood flowed down and knelt down.
"Kill!" Zhang Jieyu took a knife and a head flew up. But at the same time, he felt a pain in his chest, and there was a blood flowing down his nose. When he touched it with his hands, it turned red.
When Cao San saw the inspector being killed, he yelled: "Thief, if you dare to kill the inspector, you will definitely die a good death."
Zhang Jieyu was shocked: "What? This human residence is a patrol inspection. How could the patrol inspection be here in regular clothes? He was killed by himself, which was backfire."
Zhang Jieyu knew that something big was not good. If even officials could be killed, the court still had a foundation? If a few donors were killed, they could still be suppressed. The killing of officials would immediately backfire, and even had a wide range of connections. However, when he did not advance but retreated, he rushed inside and shouted: "Kill all these villagers for me."
Only by killing all the people inside can you overcome most of the backlash.
A archer was killed with a knife, and blood in his intestines mixed and flowed all over the ground. Zhang Jieyu rushed up and rushed into the room. A woman screamed, "Zhang Jieyu could not stand it at this time. The sword flashed, and the woman was almost cut in half, with blood splattering."
"Go to die!" At this time, a sword light stabbed, and the backhanded one square was shocked.
"Pei Ziyun!" Zhang Jieyu's eyes were red.
Pei Ziyun was also secretly afraid that the one who died just now was his own cook, not his mother. At this time, he was silent and rushed over quickly, and the sword light stabbed.
Zhang Jieyu also roared angrily, and the sword light suddenly erupted, and the two swords and swords intersected, trembling in their ears.
Then the next moment, the two seemed to fall out in an instant. Zhang Jieyu's face turned pale, his feet slowly moved, and he sneered: "I didn't expect that your Songfeng Sword Technique is so great, you have obtained the true teachings. Songyun Sect is so hiding well!"
At this time, he no longer thought that the other party was a casual cultivator. This clearly obtained the true teaching of Songfeng Sword Technique. Although his power was slightly inferior to his own, his heat was even slightly above his own!
"Kill!" The sound of killing at the door gradually increased. From the corner of his eyes, he saw the spears lined up in a row and stabbed them together. Another man in black screamed and fell to the ground. Seeing that the situation was not good, the gang leader was dead, he immediately retreated one after another and wanted to escape.
"The situation is over!" Zhang Jieyu immediately understood, and was so shocked that he was both timid and retreated quickly, revealing the monk behind him.
The monk roared angrily and slashed his sword, and his mask was scattered at this time.
"It's the senior brother of Yinlong Temple!"
"It's one day early, and you and I have to fight each other. Today I can only let you die!" Pei Ziyun also roared angrily. In an instant, a faint light surged out of his eyes. Just a pair of eyes made people shivering and terrifying. Almost at the same time, his body rushed forward, his figure disappeared, and he was as close as the flowing light, and the sword light flashed.
"Puff..." The monk heard a muffled sound, and the sword penetrated into his chest, and blood splattered.
"Hehe, Taoism is not a direct killing, deterrent, and hidden shadow. Although it is only a moment, it is like killing this thief monk with martial arts. Although it is actually similar in martial arts."
Pei Ziyun thought to herself secretly and was about to rush out, but suddenly a hand grabbed Pei Ziyun: "My son, run away quickly and stop beating. These thieves are fierce. You went up and almost killed just now. As long as you are fine, our Pei family will still have hope."
"Mom is old, it doesn't matter if she dies."
"Mom, don't worry, I will kill these thieves and protect you. Go and hide with the women and children. I will come back later!" Pei Ziyun was amused and crying. He knew that his mother was not good at martial arts, and thought she was in a weak position. He saw a flash of figures in the distance, and then rushed up.
"My son!" Pei Qian seemed to see his husband Pei Yuanshen back then, and said to him in this way: "I will be the chief clerk. If there is trouble in the world, I will not do anything, so who will be waiting for?"
Tears were shed in my eyes.
Cao San's eyes were even red in the courtyard. The inspector was killed in Woniu Village. He was guilty of being responsible for this inspection. The bandits broke into the village and did not protect the village. This was also a crime. Many of them were hacked to death with their brothers, and they rushed up for a moment, regardless of life and death, and exchanged their lives for life.
At this moment, a voice was heard, shouting: "Thief, come to die!"
Zhang Yun's father, the old hunter, shot with a bow. With a scream, a man screamed and fell down. Then he bent his bow and shot, and another man in black screamed.
The fleeing Zhang Jieyu couldn't help but his eyes were bloodshot. These were all his own people, but he never wanted to die here. He yelled angrily: "Go to die!"
He pointed at the old hunter with his fingers, and saw a white light shooting out and stabbing at the old hunter.
The old hunter lurked in the village house, standing on the roof, holding a bow to kill the three thieves. Just as he was about to laugh, a white light rushed up and hit him.
"Bang!" A white light suddenly appeared on the old hunter, removing most of his strength, but when he was hit, he lost his strength for a while and rolled down from the roof.
Zhang Jieyu groaned and bleeding from his nose again. A mere hunter home had a self-defense magic weapon, and died with his own magic weapon.
"Kill!" Pei Ziyun rushed over, and the sword light flashed. Zhang Jieyu looked back and immediately followed. There were a few more continuous moves, and Mars flew.
Chapter completed!