"The ...... of the big boss I think these officers and soldiers are scared by us, right? They attacked for several hours, and many people died, and if they continued to fight like this, their people would have to die, as long as we guarded this road, they couldn't fly even if they put on their wings......" A bandit turned his head to look at Jin Batian with a fire hammer, quite proud.

Jin Batian slapped the bandit's head and scolded: "You kid is a proud fart, we have all been beaten like this by them, you are embarrassed to be happy with Lao Tzu, our Black Wind Village originally had five or six hundred people, and now there are still two or three hundred of us left, it is estimated that the people and horses under the cottage have been killed by them at this time, and the second master and the Qingxu Daoist don't know where to go." ”

The bandit was slapped by Jin Batian, so he didn't dare to speak anymore, but just hugged the fire gun in his hand and looked vigilantly at the bottom of the dark mountain.

Jin Batian was depressed and abnormal, he had been rampant in the Black Wind Village for many years, and he had never been so defeated so badly as today, and the team that was finally pulled up made most of this group of people wiped out overnight, and he was forced to be cornered, and now he can only hope that the officers and soldiers at the bottom of the mountain can retreat from the difficulties and withdraw from the Black Wind Village as soon as possible, so that he can rearrange the Black Wind Village, and he will not be as careless as today.

Jin Batian took a deep breath, a night of high mental tension, those officers and soldiers finally stopped attacking so wildly, this gave him a moment of respite, not long ago when he fought with Guo Dacheng and others, Jin Batian was injured, and a few bloody cuts were cut out by a large blade on his body, just a simple bandage, but now it hurts badly, but he can only endure it, and he has already cursed the ancestors of this group of officers and soldiers for eighteen generations in his heart.

"The ...... of the big boss Look! Their men are attacking again! ”

Jin Batian was stunned for a moment, and then he heard the bandits on the side shouting in panic, and suddenly his whole body was shocked, and he saw dozens of people dressed as officers and soldiers jumping not far away, but these people walked in a strange way, neither running nor walking, but jumping over, which looked a little weird. "The ...... of the big boss Look at how strange these officers and soldiers are, are they stupid by us, they don't even take a shield, and rush up directly with their bodies, isn't this looking for death? One of the bandits scoffed.

Jin Batian frowned, and suddenly had a very bad feeling in his heart, but he still said in a deep voice: "Don't care about these things for now, wait until these officers and soldiers get closer and then fight, give Lao Tzu a hard beating, let's kill as many as we want!" ”

As he was talking, those "officers and soldiers" jumped closer to Jin Batian's side, and under the careful look of the torches on both sides of the road, the bandits who were suddenly shocked screamed again and again, and Jin Batian saw the hideous faces of those "officers and soldiers", and his body shrank back in fright, my God, where is this person, it is clearly a zombie, the fangs that stick out of the outside of the lips, the eyes without pupils, and the miserable white face, it is simply a demon crawling out of hell.

As soon as those bandits saw these zombies, their legs and feet were suddenly scared, and some of the bandits had already trembled and retreated, Jin Batian gasped, and suddenly came back to his senses, only then did he remember to resist, so he scolded: "His grandmother's ...... Beat Lao Tzu, beat him hard, even if it is a group of evil ghosts, they can't be reincarnated! ”