The killing did not end .......

These rabble in Black Wind Village are really too scum, except for the large number, they are useless in other aspects. Zhou Qingfeng calculated that they couldn't run fast, so he simply released the black warrior to make a central breakthrough. When the black warrior raised the head of the bandit, the ant thieves who were surrounding and attacking did not react, but the people watching the excitement from afar let out a burst of cheers.

Such a heroic act greatly boosted the morale of the caravan escorts. The flustered person quickly calmed down and gradually got on the right track. And Zhou Qingfeng, who was fighting in front, did not stop, he looked back at the ten personal soldiers behind him, and said in a low voice: "Although I haven't trained you very well, the battlefield is the best training ground." Do what I teach you to kill and practice your guts. ”

Zhou Qingfeng deliberately used two guys who were not very good at their brains to be the chief and deputy squad leaders of his own soldiers, just because he didn't want his orders to be misinterpreted by clever people. At this moment, the situation is completely different after the main and deputy squad leaders get the order. Gao Da Niu was stunned, and he didn't know that he was afraid after listening to the order, so he shouted to the four people around him: "Listen to my order, tear the talisman seal." ”

Zhou Qingfeng has money and naturally wants to improve the equipment of the guards around him, and the ten personal soldiers around him use four-meter-five spears, one-foot-long iron spearheads, and iron sheaths to prevent chopping. However, as a monk, he equipped his own soldiers with a few sigils to improve their combat power.

"Mighty Vajra Talisman." As soon as the tall bull shouted, a layer of protective golden light immediately appeared on the ten pro-soldiers. This sigil can increase the user's strength several times, and the ability to resist hits is greatly enhanced. A talisman can negate a low-ranking monk's normal hit.

"Divine Talisman." The tall bull shouted again, and a cyan light appeared on the pro-soldier. Ten people were blessed with this talisman, and they immediately felt that their bodies were as light as swallows, and the soles of their feet were full of wind. With the increase in combat power brought by these two talismans, the pro-soldiers all burst into applause, their confidence skyrocketed, and their murderous spirit soared.

"Follow me." The tall bull held a spear in his hand, and shouted with Zhou Qingfeng's fingers: "The enemy gathering place in front of the left, kill it." ”

The martial gate on the other side was a fool, and after being strengthened by the Fu Seal, he turned back to Zhou Qingfeng and asked, "Chief, I don't like to use spears." ”

When you want to fight hard, you meow to me this?

Zhou Qingfeng glared at this fool viciously, and the spiritual power in his hand condensed and pulled out a cyan whip more than a zhang long, and landed on the back of Wumen's back with great force. This guy screamed in pain, and then he held up his spear and shouted: "Right front, kill it, and kill those obstructive guys for me." ”

Ten of his own soldiers divided into two teams, and shot out with bows left and right, like arrows flying out of the battlefield from the string. With the blessing of the Divine Talisman, their speed was amazingly fast, and they rushed out of a distance of 100 meters within a few seconds. The ant thief on the opposite side still felt that his people were outnumbered, and he wanted to create a momentum to oppress the caravan and flee by himself, but the side with fewer people took the initiative instead.

Relying on his speed, the tall bull led people into a group of ant thieves. Seeing the power of their high-speed rush, the enemy subconsciously gathered together to try to resist. But the headless fly-like crowd did not hinder anything, and the tall bull was silent with his spear, and when he saw a target, he thrust with his spear, just as he practiced against a wooden target every day.

The forged iron spearhead easily pierced through the human body, and the ant thief who hit the spear screamed and began to dance with his hands and feet. The tall bull completely followed the stabbing norms taught by Zhou Qingfeng, and quickly withdrew with a spear, and blood gushed out in front of his eyes like a spring. But he turned a blind eye, took a step forward, swung his spearhead, and stabbed at another target again.

The ant thieves had been huddled together, but when they found that their opponents were not afraid of their numbers, they scattered like frightened sardines. A group of five people spread out a distance of more than ten meters, and kept repeatedly stabbing with the spears in their hands, they were now all powerful and imposing, and they were covered in blood in a moment, and their eyes were red.

Especially the stupid guy of the tall bull, who only has spikes and spikes in his head. He soon didn't have time to maintain any formation, and when he saw a man, he rushed to him. If there is no target in front of him, he will take a few quick steps to chase the ant thieves who are running around. For the begging and scolding around him, he had no waves in his heart. I don't know how many people he killed, he suddenly stabbed a fat man.

The fat man wielded a mace, he had been observing the formation for a long time, and he hated this still thin spearman, and when he saw the tall bull approaching quickly, he knew that he would never be able to escape with his own speed - the other four spearmen were also fierce, but they could stop when they encountered their own miscellaneous soldiers.

The fool in front of him doesn't even stop, and the assassination action is one and the same, and he just rushes endlessly. The road behind him was a bloody alley, and within a few steps there would be a fallen corpse, killed with a single spear, and no one would be spared. The other ant thieves and bandits didn't have the courage to look at him and fled in a hurry.

The fat man ran a hundred meters and could no longer run, and in his panting he simply threw out the mace in his hand, which made a circle in the air, and the head of the mace hit the head of the tall bull. The iron nails inlaid on the rod were quite sharp, but they broke through the defense of the vajra talisman and cut a large hole in the head of the tall bull.

Seeing that his unintentional action turned out to be a meritorious act, the fat man cheered loudly. But the stunned spearman on the other side was hit so hard that no one seemed to be able to continue to rush forward. His head didn't shake, he didn't even blink his eyes—a spear stabbed out, stabbing the fat man on the other side. The spearhead poked out of the back, and blood splattered.

The fat man looked at the spear on his chest in a daze, but the spearhead was stuck in the ribs of his chest. The tall bull on the opposite side couldn't pull back with all his strength, but instead pulled the fat man closer to him. He hadn't encountered this situation, and Zhou Qingfeng hadn't taught him how to deal with it, so he was stunned for a few seconds.

The battlefield is changing rapidly and the situation is complicated. Although Gao Da Niu is stupid, he knows how to stay in a daze if he can't. He couldn't pull the spear back, so he simply picked up the spear with all his might, and by the way, along with the fat man's corpse, it also drove it up and flew directly.

On the battlefield, a fat man of more than 200 pounds flew up, which caused countless people to exclaim. Someone recognized the fat man, and immediately shouted loudly: "The second master of the Black Wind Village is dead, he was hit by the spear general's desperate soul snatching gun, and the whole person flew up." These thieves are here today! ”

There was a thunderous roar of joy around the battlefield, and there were more and more onlookers on both sides of the official road. The people in the nearby villages didn't dare to come out, but when they heard that Heifeng Village had encountered a strong enemy, they had fought for more than ten breaths, and the owner of the village was finished.

The lord of Dazhai died, and not many people saw it.

But the chubby figure of the second village owner flew high, and more people saw it. People clapping their hands one after another, and even some people couldn't enjoy it themselves, so they hurriedly ran back to the village and shouted loudly, all saying that the young hero who rode the wolf in front of him fought against Heifeng Village, and now he has the upper hand. There is a spear general under his command who is very powerful, everyone go and see it.

There were more hula crowds. But this wonderful scene on the battlefield has been reversed, and the martial gate that is fighting to the right has begun to attract attention - this fool was whipped by Zhou Qingfeng before he could be honest, but as soon as he got on the field, he was crazy. He was born in Orion, and he really didn't like spears, and after killing a few people, he didn't care about commanding the team, so he actually picked up a mountain axe from the ground.

I don't know if this axe was made by the thief, the axe is wide and extremely heavy. Wu Damen slammed it in his hand, and the chirping rushed forward. He is more flamboyant than the taciturn and tall bull, and he is also very large, and he looks like an axe with this door panel, which is very scary. He was dismissive of ordinary creeps, relying on his tall stature to find the enemy leader.

The appearance of Wumen is also eye-catching, seeing him looking around, the villagers on both sides of the official road immediately shouted: "This strong man, there are two thieves on your left, it is the third and fourth masters of the Black Wind Village." ”

The shouts were continuous, and Wumen was immediately overjoyed when he heard it. He roared forward with an axe, driving straight dozens of meters away. The ant thieves along the way did not dare to confront him head-on, but gave way to surround him one after another. The two thieves on the opposite side rode on horses, and when they saw that someone was stunned and killed, they shouted angrily, and immediately rode their horses to attack one left and one right.

The man from Wumen ran fast, and when he saw that the enemy did not flee, he was overjoyed, and he laughed wildly with a happy mouth. As the two sides got closer and closer, his running momentum accelerated to the extreme. Seeing that he was about to add a knife and gun, this guy jumped up on the spot and jumped more than three meters high, but he was above the two thieves.

The two thieves on horseback were originally staring at the ground, and in the blink of an eye, their opponents ran overhead. And when they looked up, a big axe slashed down.

The martial gate slashed to the left, and the blade of the axe glowed with cold light, breaking through the leather armor worn by the master of the three villages. The big axe dragged diagonally, and the half-pulled body of the three village owners left the body. Hulala's blood gushed outward, and even the organs in the chest cavity flowed out, and the heart that was still fluttering hung outside, which made people see it really.

The body of Wumen jumped in mid-air, and after the left split, he followed the right split. The four village masters on the right were on guard, he raised the machete in his hand to block, and when there was a loud cry, the machete bent, shattered, and broke into several pieces.

The master of the four villages could no longer sit firmly on the horse's back after being hit by this heavy blow, and his body was about to fall if he was crooked. The horse under his crotch was also frightened by the heavy blow, and his four hooves jumped wildly and fell down, crushing the thigh of the fallen Sizhai master.

After the two axes of Wumen were split, they fell to the ground heavily, and smashed into the ground like a big iron stone. He saw the four village masters who were pressed by the horse, and happily ran over and raised the axe high.

"A good man spares his life." As soon as the master of the four villages stretched out his hand to make a sound, the mountain axe hit his skull, and it was simply split in half.

The rabbit fell a few breaths, and the miscellaneous soldiers who followed from behind were still thinking about picking up the bargain, but in front of them were the tragic deaths of their two leaders. Looking at the majesty of Wumen holding an axe and laughing, the ant thieves and miscellaneous soldiers dared to step forward, and they all turned around and ran.

On the battlefield, the number of people in Black Wind Village was still superior, but Zhou Qingfeng relied on a dozen or so people under his command to turn the opponent's killers on their backs, and his morale was already bursting. He rode back to the caravan on a puppet wolf and shouted, "What are you doing in a daze? Go kill and kill, get some experience points, and don't faint in the future, dare to brag that you are a man. ”

Many of the caravans were patrolled by Tan Feng's subordinates, and they were originally armed forces armed with knives and guns. There were more than a hundred of them, and now that their morale was high, they naturally went out and chased the ant thieves running around.

Zhou Qingfeng came back and didn't do anything at all from beginning to end. But the old man who was watching the battle in the convoy jumped out of the carriage and came to him and exclaimed: "It is said that heroes have been young since ancient times, and today I know that this is true, this is true!" ”

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