Five miles away from the village, an almost transparent figure stood on a tree.
The other person has red hair and a smile. This is Wu Xuan who followed Xiaoqiang.
"This kid is interesting. He seems to have grown up."
Wu Xuan nodded slightly and said with slight appreciation.
The bald ghost king and the woman in red were surrounded by hundreds of ghost generals, and they both looked nervous at this time.
Just now, they wanted to use the strength of Shanzhai to kill Xiaoqiang, but now they don't want to be counterattacked by Xiaoqiang, and they feel miserable in their hearts.
In several other directions of the village, there is a ghost king standing in each direction. They are the leaders of other villages.
In the past, the bald men's cottages and theirs were competitors, competing for territory and fighting each other, but those were all domestic affairs between their cottages, but they still helped each other when encountering foreign enemies.
But now, under the pressure of the mountain trapped in the city, they all hesitated.
No matter how strong they are, they can't fight against a huge city, let alone kill a powerful Taoist and a ghost commander.
"Old Huang, are we just going to watch like this?
Once Baldhead and Hongyi are caught or killed, we will be next, do we have to watch our own cottage be trapped in the city and be wiped out?"
A slightly fat old man looked at the battlefield in the distance and said angrily.
The man named Lao Huang is also an old man, but this old man is a little thin and has a hunchback.
"So what, do you still want to swim in this muddy water? You and I are only intermediate ghost kings, even if we can kill that kid.
But when troops invade the city, what should we do?
It's better to sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers, let them fight, and wear down each other's strength, we can also take the opportunity to expand our territory."
Lao Huang stood in the void, with an expression on his face that it had nothing to do with him.
"Stupid, really stupid. If Bald is trapped in the city and destroyed, they will then defeat each other.
If our several strongholds fight against the trapped city alone, they are definitely no match for them, but if they are merged together, even trapped city will not dare to invade.
If we fight on our own now, let’s just wait to be absorbed by them!”
The hunchbacked old man pointed at Old Huang with his crutch, showing an expression of hatred for iron.
"Then what do you think we should do? Let's go up and help. Don't be ridiculous. Anything else..."
"Of course not you two, and us."
Before the old man finished speaking, several more wind noises came from behind him, and then three men and two women formed a figure in front of them.
"Little Ghost Village, Dog Head Village, Demon King Village, you..."
Lao Huang looked at the several ghost kings who appeared and couldn't believe his eyes, but they were all true.
"The beleaguered city is very powerful, and all five surrounding cities have fallen. Although our several strongholds are weak, our combined strength is 200,000.
There are also nine ghost kings. With such a lineup, even if the trapped city attacks, they will still have to weigh it.
What we need to do is to delay their time. The besieged city is an important military area, and hell cannot leave it alone.
So I think that in a few months, hell will be invaded by all the troops, and then we can breathe a sigh of relief.
What we need to do now is support each other and prevent the trapped city from taking advantage of the situation."
The person who spoke was a young man. He held a map in his hand and pointed out several directions and levels to several ghost kings from time to time.
"What, the helpless city has been captured!"
When they heard that the five major cities had been captured, the ghost king who called him Lao Huang, and the hunchbacked old man, were both stunned for a moment.
"That's right, the Yin troops in the trapped city were divided into five groups, and now the five major cities have been captured.
If we let them capture Baldhead today, they will still divide their troops into five groups to attack our respective villages tomorrow."
The young man's words made all the ghost kings present look ugly.
"When things come to this, it seems there is no other way. Just listen to him and save the bald Shanzhai first, and we will discuss it carefully in the evening."
The ghost kings discussed it for a while, finally reached an agreement, and flew towards the bald village at the same time.
Xiaoqiang stood in the void, waving his hands from time to time to knock away some ghosts that were near him, while also paying attention to the surrounding situation.
"Don't panic bald, we are here to help you."
A loud shout came from the void, and then countless black swords fell from the sky, directly penetrating the ghost generals surrounding the bald head.
After the ghost general was directly pierced through the body by those black swords, he instantly dispersed and turned into blue will-o'-the-wisps floating in the void.
Xiaoqiang's expression also changed at this time. He quickly took out his hoe, and his body swayed and grew bigger again.
"Who dares to obstruct the besieged city from doing its work?"
"The person who killed you, you are trapped in the city and have ambitions. You want to control thousands of miles around you. Don't even think about it."
The young man's voice sounded in the sky, and then seven ghost figures condensed in the sky and turned into men and women.
"Seven ghost kings?"
Seeing the seven ghost kings, Xiaoqiang couldn't calm down anymore. He took six steps back with a solemn expression, and then raised the hoe in his hand high.
"Really, what about wolfish ambition?
You are a bunch of rabble, I wanted to leave you some leeway, but now it seems we are still merciful."
At this time, Xiaoqiang showed no fear at all, and instead took two steps forward with a smile.
Seeing Xiaoqiang's actions, the ghost kings couldn't help but look at each other and began to communicate in low voices.
"What does this kid have to rely on? He's not afraid when he sees us. Does he have any backup plans?"
"No, if he had a back-up plan, he wouldn't have been forced into that situation by me before and still not use it.
The hoe in his hand is the most powerful, so please be careful.
Since everyone has come to help, let us fight quickly to prevent his reinforcements from arriving, which will be even more difficult to deal with."
The bald ghost king was rescued by several other ghost kings. He breathed a sigh of relief and then began to urge. After all, this time he was in his mountain stronghold.
If Xiaoqiang recruits any more helpers, if not all of his men will die, most of them will be killed or injured.
"The bald man is right, it is not easy to fight for a long time, but it is quick and decisive."
After the ghosts discussed quietly for a while, they quickly rushed towards Xiaobao, and at the same time each launched their strongest attack.
For a time, all kinds of ghost weapons were overwhelming, the sky was shrouded in black ghost aura, and black clouds rolled within ten miles. The white skeleton flew in and out of the ghost aura, constantly crashing into Xiaoqiang.
But Xiaoqiang stood as steady as a rock in the black clouds. He swung the hoe in all directions from time to time, and every time he swung it, he would force a ghost king back.
Such seven ghost kings could not get close to him, but Xiaoqiang's soul power was limited, and the hoe in his hand was not a mortal thing, and it would consume a huge amount of soul power every time.
After a while, the soul power in his body became less and less, the force he exerted became lighter and lighter, and the steps of the ghost kings approaching him were getting closer and closer.
