Under the village of Baigui, Wumiao Village has become a mess, and the panic of facing death for two consecutive days has completely put the villagers on the verge of collapse.

In the village, there are ghosts crying and wolves howling everywhere, this is not a hundred ghosts, it is those witches and seedlings.

When Wang Changsheng entered the village, the hundreds of ghosts floating in the sky automatically floated away from him, making way for Wang Changsheng, and then quietly floated behind him, converging into a line, like a general leading the troops to lead the crowd deep into the enemy camp.

But wherever Wang Changsheng passed, the Wu Miao people showed frightened eyes when they saw him, and then retreated in a panic, and even crawled to the ground trembling.

The Wu Miao people already believed in ghosts and gods, and when they saw Wang Changsheng leading a hundred ghosts into the village, they were already at a loss.

Wang Changsheng walked through the fog lightly, came to the three elders of Wu Miao, and said in a very flat voice: "Where is Ma Xiong, let him come out"

Jiumu clenched his fists and roared in a hoarse voice: "How many people have you killed in our village, and you still want me to hand him over......?"

Wang Changsheng directly interrupted Jiumu's words, looked at the other two, and said slowly: "You can't let him pull the lives of your whole village so selfishly?" He died a grandson, but your descendants are not dead, if I guess correctly, there should be a lot of your family members among these villagers, up to the old people in their seventies and eighties, down to the children of three or five years old, there is no injustice between me and you, I just killed a Jiuyang, I don't think you really need to pay any price for his death, oh, by the way, don't threaten me with my family's lives, you also saw this group of lonely ghosts floating behind me, I can tell you, the big deal is that in the end I will choose to burn the jade, even if all three members of my family die, I can also leave their souls in the yang worldAlthough the person is dead, it is just another way to get along with me, but I will let all of you here not even have the opportunity to go to the Netherworld, let alone reincarnation. ”

Wang Changsheng's words made Jiuying and Ma Ka's faces change suddenly, and the weather changed uncertainly, his voice was not particularly loud, but it floated out and fell into the ears of every Wu Miao person.

"Abba, I, I don't want to die, you, I, Grandma and I don't want to die......" I don't know from which corner, suddenly there was a crying cry, Ma Ka suddenly nervously looked in the direction of the sound, Wang Changsheng also turned his head with his gaze, Ma Ka looked at his eyes with a little panic, opened his trembling lips and didn't know what to say, Wang Changsheng said slowly: "You can't find them, I can do it, now this is my territory, I can call the shots"

"You, how dare you!" Ma Ka was about to pounce on Wang Changsheng with red eyes, but he said lightly: "You can't do anything with me, Wu Miao is best at Gu or voodoo, but for me, these can't get close, even if it's close, it's useless."

Wang Changsheng said that there was really nothing wrong with this, which was also one of the reasons why he dared to come to Miaojiang alone, because for Wang Changsheng, he himself was a half-dead person, and his three souls and seven spirits were sealed in his body, whether it was Gu or voodoo, it would not play any role in him. Wang Changsheng definitely didn't know any negotiation skills, but he knew what human nature was, and what he said just now instantly separated the camp of Jiumu and the other two elders.

Yes, you have to take revenge on your grandson for the death, and we are not dead, so why use my family to give you revenge?

Jiu Ying and Ma Ka looked at Jiu Mu very vaguely, he gritted his teeth and said: "Don't listen to him, how many people he has killed in the village in the past two days, putting aside the grievances between me and him, are these people going to die in vain? He is provoking us, do you think, if he unravels this Gu and he has no scruples, he will not wipe us out?

Wang Changsheng frowned and said, "You are going to die to make these people unlucky with you."

"Roar!"

Suddenly, out of nowhere, there was an earth-shattering roar in the village, Wang Changsheng's scalp suddenly went numb, his eardrums were shaken a little, and then he frowned and twisted his head, and at the same time, a trace of joy appeared on the faces of the three elders.

The place where Ma Xiong went was in the corner of this village, where the Wu Miao people worshipped the totem of the village.

The totem is the statue of Chiyou.

In fact, the people in Wumiao Village don't know when the totem started in the village, because the time is too long, it is said that before the formation of this village, the totem already existed, but the origin of the totem is not very accurate.

The legend in the village that has been passed down from generation to generation is that Chiyou was buried under the village after his death, and they, the witch and Miao people, have to guard the tomb for him for generations, so as not to be disturbed by it.

Legend has it that Wu Miao are all descendants of Chiyou, regard them as ancestors, and have the blood of Chiyou flowing in their bodies, although they are very weak, but there are still them.

Shouling must not be in vain, in addition to knowing how to play Gu, voodoo from ancient witchcraft, in that totem also sealed the power of Chiyou, if it can be triggered, no one knows what the specific effect will be, the approximate meaning is that it is possible to let Chiyou possess.

As for why no one knows, it's because it's been so long that no one has touched that totem.

However, today Ma Xiong suddenly came with a roar, and the momentum shook the sky, and it was not a normal human voice at all.

It is more like the roar of a wild beast, and it is said that the ancient witch god Chiyou, who was worshipped as the god of war among all the tribes at that time, would raise his spear or sword before every battle.

So, Ma Xiong seems to have transformed?

Wang Changsheng thought for a while, and suddenly took out a rune paper from his body, and after flicking it open, the rune paper broke with a "snap", so the heavy fog in the village quietly dispersed.

Wang Changsheng withdrew this blinding array, he knew that it should be Ma Xiong who appeared, and this formation would not be of much use, after all, the purpose was achieved.

In Wu Miao's village, the ground was full of messes, many Wu Miao people fell to the ground, and most of them still maintained panicked and frightened expressions, and did not come out of fear.

Wang Changsheng's eyes swept over these villagers, and landed on a strong figure from afar, Ma Xiong seemed to be much stronger than before, his muscles were very swollen and bulging, full of explosive strength, his clothes were almost torn, he was half-lowered his head and kept panting in his mouth, but what was a little frightening was that there were two places on the top of his head.

If you want to say that they are two sarcomas, it is also very vivid.

It is said that the most striking feature of Chiyou is that it has two horns on its head.

Suddenly, the three elders and all the villagers knelt down, looking very religious, their heads buried in their hands on the ground, and their mouths muttered in the obscure ancient Wu Miao language, as if they were kneeling down to their ancestors.

Wang Changsheng looked at him, Ma Xiong's body suddenly bent down, and the soles of his feet sank to the ground about two or three centimeters, and then when Ma Xiong straightened up again, the person was like an arrow from the string, and he rushed straight towards Wang Changsheng with the posture of drawing an afterimage.

Ma Xiong almost swept out an arc, and landed in front of Wang Changsheng in the blink of an eye, his strong body full of explosiveness, like a cannonball that went out of the way and hit Wang Changsheng fiercely.

Maybe the reaction was half a beat slower, or it was too late to dodge at all, Wang Changsheng had to raise his two arms across his chest, his posture was just done, and suddenly he felt that the ribs in his hands and chest were as if they had been hit by a hammer, and the bones were instantly sore.

"Huh"

Wang Changsheng's body rose in the air and retreated sharply, and after the person was knocked into the air, he fell to the ground with a "poof", and the powerful blow almost made him not breathe.

"Stal, trample, trample......" Ma Xiong half-lowered his head, bent his shoulders, swung his arms and ran quickly, when he reached Wang Changsheng's body, his body suddenly slammed, and he waved his arm and punched towards Wang Changsheng, who was lying on the ground and had not yet gotten up.

Simply and neatly, the shot did not drag the mud and water, and without even a word of dialogue, Ma Xiong launched a series of intensive attacks, in the ancient tribal conflict, Chi You had no moves to speak of when fighting people, and there were no bells and whistles, he relied on the strength of his body, and the speed far beyond ordinary people, casting an invincible record.

Wang Changsheng fell to the ground, feeling that the bones on his body were about to fall apart, Ma Xiong's two powerful heavy blows in a row made him almost unbearable, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, licked his chapped lips, and the thoughts in his head quickly judged that it was difficult for him to withstand the other party in this way of fighting.

Ma Xiong's face was exposed, and there was a "gaba" sound from his clenched fist, and the joints shook one by one, only to see Ma Xiong take a deep breath, his chest and abdomen quickly bulged, and he slowly raised his hand again, and the muscles on his arm were instantly stretched out one by one.

Wang Changsheng suddenly knocked down the ground with his heels, propped forward with one hand, and quickly turned over backwards with his strength, and then got up and stepped back several steps in a row, and at the same time he stretched out his right hand and whispered: "The sword comes to ......" (borrowing the sentence "Beacon Fire")

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