Most of the people in the Black Cloud Village were rabble, and they didn't even have the qualifications to carry the shoes of the silver armor elite of the Wheel Department, but Lin Changfeng also knew very well that even if they were facing a group of pigs, it would be hundreds of pigs, and they had to be extremely careful when they were encircled.

Lin Changfeng said in a cold tone: "The echelon formation turns to the arrow formation!"

As soon as the words fell, the three-stage echelon that had already killed more than a dozen evil bandits suddenly changed, and Wei Yong, who was wearing a Fuli armor and holding a Fuli sword in his hand, took the lead as a sharp arrow, and the waist of the formation was tightened in, and the whole team was like a sharp spear that went straight to the opponent's base camp.

Wei Yong is wearing the Great Sun Thunder Body, Fuli Armor and SpongeBob SquarePants refining body tattoos, and the charge of the leading soldiers is at the forefront, he alone is like the sharpest cone tip, the Fuli Armor is swallowing a dense green light, and the swords, guns, axes and axes of the bandits in Heiyunzhuang fall on the Fuli Armor, and they can't cut the slightest fire scratch at all, and the strength is absorbed and then dispersed, Wei Yong has never retreated half a step, and a few good heads are slashed with a sword.

In the face of such a rapid offensive, the bandits in Heiyunzhuang subconsciously chose to retreat, their lives were their own, who would be really stupid enough to stand up and block the guns for others?

But it was their avoidance that made the already scattered formation of more than 400 people under Heiyun Village come to naught in an instant.

Each of the sixteen people under Chang Xi's command has cultivated the purest swordsmanship and sword technique of Qingyun Mountain, and the sixteen long swords swung out a chilling sword qi Changhong, easily rushing through the enemy formation to create a path of blood flowers.

Several Jindan Realm cadres under Heiyunzhuang were so angry that they couldn't hold their knives, and saw that the powerful arrow formation first drilled their formation out of a big hole, and then killed them again from the other side to repeat the old trick of the horse, and it was the three-plate axe over and over again, but it was extremely effective.

It is true that the higher the cultivation, the more life is spared, and several of Amul's subordinates who usually claim to be loyal to each other do not hesitate to choose to let the subordinates who cultivate for the lower level go up and use their lives to delay the pace of the opponent's attack.

Loyalty? farting.

The more than 400 people in Heiyunzhuang are like a horse training, and the sharp arrow array led by Lin Changfeng is like a needle with a thread pierced, repeatedly interspersed on this piece of horse training, tearing the whole horse training into a broken and ragged appearance.

The three formations of the Blade Array, the Ladder Formation, and the Mill Formation have been tempered thousands of times in the Overseer's Plate, and have become the most skillful tactical formations they use, as long as Lin Changfeng gives an order, the rest of them can complete the transformation and alternation of various formations in two snaps of their fingers.

The Blade Array attaches the most importance to tearing and cutting the enemy's formation, and one after another bloody blood flowers bloom in Heiyun Village, the original 400 people in Heiyun Village were quickly reduced to more than 200 people, and Lin Changfeng They so far, except for a few people who have been slightly bruised, none of them have been damaged or seriously injured!

The sixteen people are like a precision machine, cooperating with each other tacitly, calmly and efficiently harvesting the lives of this group of bandits, and each slash of the long sword and the use of limited spiritual power have been precisely planned and deployed in everyone's hearts in advance.

No one would believe that they could do such a formidable state in their hearts on a battlefield where the situation is constantly changing.

But no one knows what kind of hell they went through in the Overseer's plate.

The reason why they were able to defeat and crush the runner in the first place was not by luck.

Everyone in Black Cloud Village has been killed, and there is no power to return to heaven.

The swarthy palm that was much harder than Xuantie broke off at the wrist, blood splattered and fell to the ground, and the owner of the Black Cloud Village, who was still in high spirits in front of a stick of incense, was paralyzed on his knees, kneeling under the sword of the man in white shirt, he looked at the emptiness from the wrist down, and his eyes were red.

Without the fierce battle he had imagined, he didn't even see how the sword light slashed out, and by the time he came back to his senses, he had lost both hands.

The only thing he could see clearly was the black and white jade on the waist of the man in white shirt.

How could such a horrible guy be just a Boya lieutenant?

Are you kidding!

The green tendons on Amul's forehead, neck, and even the corners of his eyes were like earthworms, and he wanted to roar, but before he could say anything, he was pressed back into his abdomen by a cold sword tip.

The cave sword is not stained with blood, Chang Xi's eyes are light gold and silver cross stars each occupy one eye, and the corners of his mouth curl into an evil arc: "Sure enough, killing people is more interesting than cultivating." ”

"Alright, you terminally ill fellow, go back to sleep. ”

"Chang Xi" pouted and cut his lips, his voice changed, and he returned to his original warm voice, Chang Xi glanced at the main battlefield that had come to an end in the distance, and bent down to take off the storage bag on Amul's waist.

There was no need for Chang Xi to speak, Lin Changfeng and the others had already beheaded all the evil bandits who surrendered, these evil bandits were originally people who were contaminated with karma, and after they died in the Yellow Spring Realm, they would go straight to the Abi Hell to be punished, and the King of Yama could not save them.

Tao Xing led several people in the second echelon to volunteer to go out to find the fish that slipped through the net, while Lin Changfeng and Wei Yong began to clean up the battlefield, picking out storage bags one by one in the ground full of minced meat and blood, no one hid their secrets, and all of them were handed over to the "boss", more than 400 storage bags!

Tao Xing, who was ghostly, went and returned, shook his hand and shouted: "Boss, this is something, you have to come and take a look." ”

Lin Changfeng and the others, who quickly cleaned up the battlefield, followed Chang Xi and came to a grotto in the depths of Heiyunzhuang, there was a sharp wooden barrier outside the grotto, they broke through the wooden barrier and walked to the depths of the grotto, and Chang Xi's eyes flickered slightly when they saw the scene in the depths.

In the depths of the dark grotto, there was a large pit filled with sewage, and in the pit was soaked in a hundred slave-like men, all of whom looked strong, but their hands and feet were heavily shackled, their faces were sallow, and their eyes were blank.

On the other side of the sinkhole, there were five gray-haired old men bound by chains extending from the rock wall, and when they saw the figures, they looked over one after another, and their mouths seemed to be sealed in some way, making them unable to speak.

Lin Changfeng and the others didn't say anything when they saw this scene, these people are pitiful, but without the boss's order, they won't make any claims.

Chang Xi felt something interesting.

It was not difficult for him to see that these old men should have suffered a lot before, but at this moment, there was no excitement or enthusiasm in their eyes to see the hope of being rescued, only a little coldness and deep disdain.

But what's interesting is that when their eyes fell on the Fuli armor worn by Wei Yong and the Fuli sword in their hands, their eyes had a little rare move.

"It's kind of interesting, Long Wind, let them go, and fish them out again. Chang Xi pointed to the old man and the cultivators in the cesspool.

Several old men should have practiced the Qi cultivation method well, and even after torture, they did not cause serious injuries, but they were a little weak.

Wei Yong stepped forward to untie the chains for an old man, the old man thanked him, and immediately wanted to reach out to touch the floating armor on Wei Yong's body, Wei Yong, who regarded this floating armor as more important than his own life, immediately retreated vigilantly, and pushed the old man out with a palm, revealing a hideous smile: "Old thing, are you looking for death?"

The old man was pushed against the wall by Wei Yong's brute force, his weak body was not so embarrassed, and his steps only stumbled a few times before returning to the original.

Chang Xi's pupils flickered, and he noticed that the seemingly ragged clothes on the old man's body seemed to be a defensive magic weapon of not low grade, Wei Yong didn't use all his strength when he pushed it, but he still had the strength of a few thousand catties, otherwise this aura was only an old man who had cultivated in the late stage of the foundation building realm, and it would be impossible to resist Wei Yong's blow and be indifferent no matter what.

"Whose handiwork is this wood attribute spirit armor and these tattoos?" The old man did not look at Wei Xiongzi, who was sneering, but turned his head to look at Chang Xi.

He knew exactly who was the leader of this gang of muscular men.

"I am, what does my husband have to say?"

Chang Xi, who also had a spicy eye, smiled, and he also noticed that several other old men were faintly led by this old man, and the white clothes and black swords took a step forward.

An old man and a young man looked at each other for a long time, Lin Changfeng and the others held their breath and condensed, just waiting for the boss to give an order, they could make these arrogant old guys splash blood.

"The one who can design, manufacture and draw such a delicate body refining pattern will not be an ordinary person, I wonder if this respected Lord Boya can give a few of our half-cut old guys and cultivators a place to settle down?"

The old man's gaze wandered several times on Chang Xi's pair of golden pupils and double Jiao's black and white jade, and finally lowered his head, his voice bitter, "The contemptible people hug the Floating Heaven Palace Casting Master Wei Liucheng and the four junior brothers, and they are willing to take refuge in your department." ”