While calling out the rotten corpses, Shen Bin continued to wave his brush and drew some more jackals, tigers, leopards, and arrow rain traps.
As more and more 'soldiers' were drawn with splashed ink, Shen Bin's expression became more and more painful.
At this time, Qin Shaoyou's ears suddenly heard the voice of the child who sang the nursery rhyme before.
This time it did not sing nursery rhymes, but cried out in pain: "It hurts so much... Wuwuwu... It feels so uncomfortable... Who can save me?"
The expressions of Xue Qingshan, Xu Baan and other night watchmen with strength above level seven all changed.
Obviously, like Qin Shaoyou, they all heard the child's cries of pain and help.
"Shen Bin's brush does not use ordinary ink, but souls! In order to escape for his life, he is frantically dipping in the souls of his wife and children, and at the same time squeezing his own soul! That's why he and his wife and children will both It feels painful.”
Qin Shaoyou came to this conclusion instantly.
He called on his men to speed up the charge, hoping to rush forward as soon as possible and capture Shen Bin so that his wife and children would suffer less.
Not only Qin Shaoyou thought so, but other small flags and general flags around him were also calling for his men to speed up their offensive!
But these newly drawn things by Shen Bin, together with the ghosts and corpses, greatly hindered the progress of the night watchmen.
There were also some night watchmen armed with crossbows who fired arrows at Shen Bin.
But Shen Bin drew several shields around him.
The flowing ink blocked the arrows shot at him.
Qin Shaoyou smashed the hammer out of his left sleeve, smashed the head of a rotting corpse that had just crawled out of the ground, hugged his thigh and wanted to bite his crotch.
The sword in his right hand swung out with lightning speed, killing a demon that rushed towards him.
But at the same time, a rain of arrows drawn with ink roared towards him.
When Qin Shaoyou turned sideways to avoid the rain of arrows, a large net also painted blocked his way.
He slashed a hole in the big net with his knife and was about to rush over, but the hole in the net repaired itself and blocked his way again.
At the same time, the painted jackals, tigers and leopards, as well as the faceless warriors, also surrounded him one after another.
Fortunately, Zhu Xiucai and Monk Ma arrived in time, guarded him, and together they fought back these strange enemies who could not be killed or hammered to pieces.
"Sir, Shen Bin's paintbrush is really weird."
Zhu Xiucai said breathlessly.
Qin Shaoyou could see it without him having to explain.
Shen Bin's own strength is not strong, at most he is at the level of a bloody warrior.
He was able to cause so much trouble to the night watchmen solely because of the paintbrush in his hand!
That brush is the real thing!
At the same time, Shen Bin saw that the night watchman who rushed towards him was entangled, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
But he also knew that it was not the time to be happy yet.
With his weak soul strength, he simply couldn't sustain it for long.
Even if you can squeeze the souls of your wife and children, it won't last long.
And he also knew that the ghosts, corpses, drawn traps, jackals, tigers and leopards alone could only hold back the night watchman.
It is simply impossible to kill all these night watchmen!
You still have to find a way to escape!
But there were night watchmen all around, and even if he was dragged away, it would still be difficult for him to break out of the encirclement from them.
How to escape?
Shen Bin splashed with ink and drew a rain of arrows shooting at the night watchman, while he used his brain to think of ways to escape.
At this moment, the appearance of the carrion attracted many crows.
It was only because of the fierce fighting on the ground that they did not dare to get close, otherwise they would have flown down to eat the carrion.
When Shen Bin saw the crow in the sky, he suddenly had an idea in his mind.
He continued to splash ink, but instead of drawing jackals, tigers, leopards and traps, he quickly drew a big bird.
When the big bird was taking shape, Shen Bin flicked his pen.
A bit of ink flew out, turned into a sharp arrow, and hit a crow flying in the sky.
The crow died on the spot, and its soul was extracted by the brush and poured into the body of the big bird that had just been painted.
The big bird that was drawn immediately came to life, flapping its wings and ready to fly.
Shen Bin quickly climbed onto its back, wanting to ride it and fly out of the circle of night watchmen.
The night watchmen on the outside fired arrows again, but unfortunately they still couldn't break through the shield drawn by Shen Bin.
When Qin Shaoyou saw this scene, he couldn't help but cursed "fuck" and was about to activate [Ghost Binding] to drag Shen Bin off the bird's back.
However, before his [Ghost Binding] was activated, Xue Qingshan saw the opportunity and took action.
With a sharp shout, Xue Qingshan's long branch roared out, like a green dragon, with surging blood, penetrating through the corpses and ghosts, shattering the painted nets and painted shields, with lightning speed. With such force, Shen Bin's hand holding the paintbrush was stabbed.
Chang Yan instantly cut off Shen Bin's hand, flew out with the severed arm and the paintbrush, and nailed it to the wall of a family's courtyard in the distance.
Shen Bin's hand was cut off, but there was still no bleeding and no pain.
However, after losing his paintbrush, he could no longer ride the big bird he drew and fell off it.
The big bird, on the other hand, was about to melt away amidst the bursts of screams.
This situation also occurs with those paintings of wolves, tigers and leopards, soldiers, poisonous snakes, and traps.
Their appearance at this moment is like ink meeting water.
Only the ghosts and wights enslaved by the paintbrush were not greatly affected.
"Sure enough, the paintbrush is the real thing!"
Qin Shaoyou muttered and swung his knife to slash at the painting net that was blocking his progress.
This time the painting net was split and did not close again.
Qin Shaoyou, Zhu Xiucai, Ma Monk and others were able to cross the hole and go straight to Shen Bin.
After landing on the ground, Shen Bin screamed and climbed up, running towards the paintbrush that was nailed to the far wall of the courtyard, trying to get the paintbrush back.
The paintbrush that was nailed to the wall of the courtyard also sprayed out a piece of ink at this time, turning into black tentacles and quickly reaching towards Shen Bin, as if he wanted to use this method to restore the connection with Shen Bin.
When Qin Shaoyou saw this scene, he couldn't help but wonder: Who is controlling whom between Shen Bin and Huabi?
But this is not the time to think about these issues.
The brush must be prevented from falling into Shen Bin's hands again.
Xue Qingshan thought so too.
He roared loudly and flew towards Shen Bin like a wild goose.
Almost at the same time, Qin Shaoyou activated [Ghost Binding].
His original intention was to tie up the tentacles released by the paintbrush so that they could not come into contact with Shen Bin.
But the shackles turned into blood energy directly locked the brush.
This made Qin Shaoyou a little surprised: Can supernatural items also be taken by the [Ghost Binding] Lock?
He didn't have time to think too much.
Since the blood and energy shackles bound the paintbrush, he simply pulled the paintbrush directly in front of him.
The paintbrush released black tentacles, trying to entangle him.
Qin Shaoyou didn't give the painting brush a chance, and slashed out with the force of thunder.
With a 'swish', the brush was cut into two pieces.