Wu Yuanchang, who was lying behind me and was seriously injured, was afraid that I would suffer a loss, so he was injured like this, and shouted at the top of his voice to help me:

"Weekend! He's a friend of General Black Impermanence, and you're all angry with me!"

Wu Yuanchang said, propped up the ground with his other hand, and stood up again with difficulty.

The upper body and severed hands were still dripping blood.

That weekend shook his head ridiculously, raised his hand and ordered again:

"Are you all deaf? Do you need me to teach you one by one to arrest people?"

After hearing the weekend order, the white yin cha did not hesitate any longer, and pulled out the iron chains around their waists one after another, and began to surround the village.

Some unaware children standing behind the house were directly entangled in chains, tied up and thrown into the open space.

For a while, all kinds of shouts and cries in the village sounded instantly.

It's obviously a bad army, but it looks like a bandit and a robber entering the village.

At this moment, the black-robed priest who was originally cowering behind the crowd finally couldn't bear it anymore.

It and Lord Yao rushed out of the crowd almost at the same time, and moved towards the weekend without hesitation.

Capture the thief and capture the king first, as long as the weekend is controlled, those white yin will definitely not mess around.

I have seen Lord Yao's kung fu, and this is the first time that the black-robed priest has seen it, and the staff in his hand is his weapon.

I don't know if it's because its skills don't rely on fighting, so it's not as sharp as I imagined.

Weaving between the two of them on the weekend, the crystal chain would hit hard every now and then, each time sending them back several steps.

I saw that those white yin cha didn't mean to move Wu Yuanchang, so I turned around and said:

"Brother Wu, you protect yourself first, I'll help!"

After saying that, I also carried the ring knife and joined the battlefield.

This guy looks young, but the crystal chain in his hand is not ambiguous, and every attack is powerful, and the impact of the weapon makes my mouth numb.

I see that Lord Yao's palms have already been bleeding......

Not only is its strength outstanding, but it is also very fast, and the crystal chain is like a spiritual snake, and when there is a slight gap, it will drill and strike it.

If it weren't for the experience of the black-robed sacrifice, we might not be able to win three fights and one of them.

Right now, the hunched black-robed sacrifice has become the main force on our side, it swings its staff with the same black mist as me, its power is definitely not to be underestimated, and that cunning weekend never takes it hard, it is always trying to dodge and then fight back.

After dodging a few moves in a row, he took the opportunity to say with his mouth crooked over the weekend:

"Very good, the three of them are all spies in the demon world, it seems that I have to make a great contribution!"

When the black-robed sacrifice was fighting, it was still concerned about the surrounding villagers who were caught, and it frowned and tried to persuade him with good words:

"My lord, we really just live here honestly, please let us go, those children are innocent......"

Shook the chain over the weekend:

"What nonsense, a bunch of humble imps!"

Receiving such an answer, the black-robed priest's face gradually sank.

In fact, I've always wanted to ask, it's all like this, why haven't the Night Hunters it cultivated still make a move, and wait until the villagers are all arrested?

Although we were fighting here, we could still clearly see that some of the hard-nosed villagers in the clearing were directly killed on the ground.

I glanced at the black-robed priest and asked anxiously:

"Senior, why doesn't the Night Hunter help?"

The black-robed priest had a calm face, and seemed to be embarrassed to command the Night Hunters.

But in the end, it muttered:

"I'm sorry general, the old man is going to break his promise!"

When the words fell, the black-robed priest just clapped his hands gently.

In an instant, the Night Hunter in the surrounding weeds instantly made a "whooshing ......" sound, and it was impossible to hear how many there were, but almost all the surrounding grass was moving.

The white yin people also stopped, and they all looked around with puzzled faces.

Just listen to the sound of "......".

A white yin forehead was directly pierced by an arrow in an instant, and his body stiffened and fell backwards, staring at the unknown whiteness of death.

Next, dozens or hundreds of arrow feathers in the weeds flew out quickly.

Like flying feathers in the sky, there are constantly white yin arrows falling.

In the blink of an eye, the white yin chaplains who had surrounded the village were surrounded by night hunters again.

That weekend's confident smile gradually stiffened, and I guess I never expected that there were so many masters hidden here.

It squinted, bared its teeth in exasperation and said:

"I also privately formed a dark army to hide in the underworld, such intentions, I Zhou will not let you go!"

With that, it threw out the crystal chain, and when it struck, green flames lit up on the chain.

The three of us quickly jumped away to dodge, and the chain slapped on the ground with a "pop!", and in an instant, it was a half-meter-deep trench, and the flame attached to the chain remained on the trench.

If this power is whipped on the body, if it is slightly weak, it is estimated that it will be directly drawn in two.

While the black-robed priest was dodging, the artist was bold enough to try to fight back while it was retracting its chains.

Turning and stepping on the chain, he raised his staff and slammed it into the weekend.

That angry weekend shuddered, and the sound of the green flame on the chain burned even louder.

The black-robed sacrificial shoes were all lit by flames, and with this momentum, Zhou Zhou raised his arms and lifted the chain vigorously.

The black-robed sacrifice that originally pounced on it instantly flew up into the sky.

Lord Yao and I were not idle, and hurriedly attacked left and right.

It's just that we all underestimated the strength of this young white yin.

After it threw off the black robe for sacrifice, it even jumped up, dragging the chain with flames unrelentingly, chasing after it with another blow!

The black-robed priest in the sky had a solemn face, and when the flaming chains were drawn, the force blew its long hair and beard, revealing its old face.

Then there was a loud "bang!"

The sky was full of sparks, and the black-robed sacrifice was like a kite with a broken string, slamming it on the ground, splashing bursts of gray smoke.

Weekend dragged the chain of flame like a murderous god, and shouted at us with a violent face:

"This little bit of ant soldiers is not enough for me to kill Zhou, and I am enough to flatten this filthy place!"

As it spoke, it seemed to think of something, and then looked at the seriously injured Wu Yuanchang and the black-robed priest, and its eyes rolled:

"You can raise troops and build a nest here safe and sound, the people of the demon world, the black yin, have you been embarrassed a long time ago?"

"Isn't it...... What supports you is the black impermanence of waste?"

Wu Yuanchang lifted the chain in his hand with difficulty and pointed to the weekend:

"You are not allowed to insult the general!"

Zhou Zhou sneered, dragging the chain with flames and walking towards Wu Yuanchang again.

Whoever stepped forward to stop us was repelled by its two moves.

While walking towards Wu Yuanchang, it didn't forget to say:

"General?"

"Are you referring to that stupid big guy who can't even speak?"

"It's a waste level, can I also sit in the position of black impermanence?"

Wu Yuanchang didn't bother anymore, roared angrily, and rushed forward with a step.

Despite the disparity in strength, although it is a moth to the fire, it seems that in Wu Yuanchang's heart, a general is a general!

The weekend also jumped up, the flames burning on the chain dragged behind him.

The momentum is like tearing the other side apart.

I could only watch Wu Yuanchang rush to the weekend, but I couldn't do anything, in my heart, Wu Yuanchang was basically dead.

The chains collided first, and there was no suspense.

Wu Yuanchang's red iron chain was directly cut into two with a "bang" sound.

It was already seriously injured, and now the force from the broken chain easily pushed it down.

The weekend was violent, indifferently raised the chain with fire, and slammed it towards Wu Yuanchang's body.

Seeing that this devastating offensive was coming, Wu Yuanchang simply gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.

At this moment, a figure appeared in the middle of them at some point.

The chain with the green flame was still drawn, but it was still halfway through.

Weekend's eyes widened in horror, as if petrified.

The flame on the chain was still burning fiercely, but there was a wide hand that was clenching the chain tightly, as if the flame had no effect on it.

The man was tall and burly, with a white face and red cheeks like a paper figure, and a small braid on the back of his head.

I did have a crystal chain of the same colour as the weekend hanging from my waist, but I never used it.

It continued to hold the chain in one hand, letting the flames burn, and at the same time tilted its head downward, approaching the weekend, who was two heads shorter than it, staring at the weekend, and asked expressionlessly:

"Who do you like?

(Good night, the dirty man I've always liked, I've been silent for so long, it's time to let it pop up!)