Inside the Black Wind Village, the Zhangba high wall cut off the sight of the rural thieves outside, and the brothers in the village, including the archer Li Sigou, still had residual warmth from the blood stains splashed around.

However, the rest of those who got out of the way, especially the die-hard backbone among them, are all people who will never surrender and admit defeat. They all gathered around the black bull in the village, hoping that this main backbone would return safe and sound, and once again lead the brothers in the village to survive.

It is also said that Zhang Heiniu was originally born in a big mess, with dozens of lives in his hands, and he was quite bloody and vicious, and he relied on the righteousness of the rivers and lakes to pull the flag and stand up, although they are all homeless people, they are also considered to be the masters of the people, and they have the right to live and kill.

Although he fainted to death by Ye Zhiqiu's name, it can be said that he capsized in the gutter, but this left-path technique could not spell him for a long time.

After a while, Zhang Heiniu was splashed with cold water by the second master, pinched people, and slapped his face, and woke up in a daze.

"Wow yes...... Kill me. ”

Everyone saw that the owner of the village struggled to get up, and he didn't have time to dodge, so he knocked him away and fell backwards, and fell on the spot, crying out in pain. However, they were not angry but happy, after all, Zhang Heiniu had already woken up, and the scattered bandit spirit suddenly condensed again.

Zhang Heiniu stared around with wide eyes, and found that there were a few brothers missing, and he understood what was going on, and he didn't have time to be sad about it, so he took back his sidekick from the hands of the three masters.

The ghost head swallows the fire and the thick back knife, the handle is made of the heart of the mountain stream locust tree, and the knife body has a one-horned ghost king leaning over to devour the fireworks in the world, although it is only a few lines outlined, but due to the perennial killing, the pattern is faintly faint and red, obviously soaked in the blood of the corpse, the evil spirit is pressing, it is really an out-and-out murderer.

Zhang Heiniu has not fully recovered at this time, the effect of the magic of calling the name and falling off the horse is still there, and his hands and feet are still a little muscular, but when he holds his own soldiers again, a hot air flow rushes into his body, but it is the murderous soldier who has his own spirituality, and he perceives that the master of the soldier has suffered misfortune, and he feeds back the bloody qi by himself, instantly dispels the residual power of the left path technique, and restores the domineering killing intent in his heyday.

At the same time, Ye Zhiqiu was secretly suspicious when he learned that the target person had broken free from the cage of the fence, but his hands did not stop at all, pinching the soil and kneading the model of the Black Wind Village, and constantly opening his mouth to give orders, so that the villagers who asked them to crusade against the bandits could use the bamboo that could be seen everywhere to make a simple throwing device.

These thigh-thick old bamboos were cut off by the villagers, leaving only a bare bamboo body, and the branches and leaves at the top were woven into a net, dragged to the ground with ropes made of rubbing grass on the spot, and loaded with large and small stones.

Lu Wei, who was born in the scholar clan, saw what happened, and immediately understood, and couldn't help but praise in his heart: "Brother Ye's method of breaking the village is really wonderful, and the eight high walls of the Black Wind Village may not be able to stop the rain from falling stones." ”

Ye Zhiqiu smiled disappreciatively: "After the crown ceremony, I carried a bookcase on my back to study all over the world, in addition to the strange skills taught by the qi refiners, I also learned the Mo family's tricks, and broke through this simple bandit village, but when it was idle, it was rare to wipe out the remaining bandits and thieves, lest anyone escape, and the remaining poison would not be exhausted, leaving the root cause in vain." ”

Liu Qiao, a ranger in the land of Yan Zhao, is also a person who has seen the world, and when he saw this mysterious scholar who was a scholar of the law, he was a little shocked in his heart, so he couldn't help but ask.

Ye Zhiqiu glanced up at him and gently bowed his head: "Brother Liu guessed well." In addition to the magic of calling for names and falling off horses, I also practiced the witchcraft prohibition of referring to things and the prayer of the seventy-two earthly evil arts, all of which are means of not entering the stream. Although it is said that nobles are not added, it is used to deal with bandits who do not obey the king, but it is the right time. ”

When it comes to this, others naturally have no opinion, after all, they don't know much about the way of magic and magic, even Lu Wei, who was born in the noble family, because he is not the son of the long house, he has not had the opportunity to contact the collection of books at home.

Everything has been decided, Ye Zhiqiu clasped his hands together and silently recited the mantra: "Bandits and robbers, robbing my property, adding swords to my body, insulting my wife and daughter, how can I say that there is no resentment, how can I say that there is no hatred, repair my spear, and have the same enmity with my son." Resentment, resentment, resentment, the soul returns, the undead are invited, and they are as urgent as the law. ”

As soon as the words fell, everyone saw Ye Zhiqiu stretching out his halberd to point at the prototype of the cottage, and there were wisps of black gas, seeping out of the soil, like a comb like a grate, quickly taking shape, like a bowl, and the inverted buckle shrouded in the prototype of this cottage with a large basin.

The ghost aura is deep and cold, and when it reaches the human body, there is a piercing pain, leaning on the nearest "knight" Lu Wei and ranger Liu Qiao, they couldn't help but shudder, and their faces turned pale. Jing Nanzhi, an assassin not far away, secretly rejoiced and decided to stay away from the scholar.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't realize it, firstly, he was the host, and he was responsible for guiding during the forbidden forming, and secondly, he shared the same hatred with the fierce ghosts, and his central meaning resonated, and the spiritual ghost aura would not hurt the innocent.

Another point is that he is a person of the left path who has stepped into the threshold of cultivation, although he has not yet reached the realm of inducing qi into the body, and has not accumulated a bit of mana source on his body, he can get a glimpse of yin and yang, enter and exit the netherworld, and deal with ghosts and gods.

However, since then, if you want to use the witch ban, you can only use external forces, and the external forces that are easiest to touch and most easy to collude with are naturally the villagers who died under the sword of Black Wind Village.

These people were killed before their lives were exhausted, hovering in the mezzanine between life and death, tempered by the death qi of the underworld, and most of them could turn into fierce ghosts.

Therefore, when Ye Zhiqiu opened his mouth to say hello, the deceased whose corpses had been buried in the nearby mountains and forests suddenly woke up, and they all responded to the movement and flew up, unfortunately alarming the monsters and elves such as the ghosts and spirits that had been bred by the miasma in the depression in the shade of the mountains and forests, and most of them just watched and did not dare to approach.

Seeing that the time was ripe and the bandits in Heifeng Village had nowhere to escape, Ye Zhiqiu stood up with a smile, turned to look at the yellow-skinned villagers, raised his hand and squeezed his palm as a knife, slashed down fiercely, and shouted: "Release!"

Half a hundred villagers were ordered, immediately loosened the hemp rope in their hands, the branches were dragged to the ground of the mountains and forests of the old bamboo, broke free from the man's hand, quickly rebounded back to the original position, the simple weaving net pocket also stopped suddenly, but the large and small stones filled inside, but due to the inertia, invariably thrown forward, slid through the almost perfect parabola, easily crossed the wall of the eight zhang high, like a meteor shower into the village.

At the same time, the bandit leader Zhang Hei Niu was still preparing to encourage the brothers in the village, but he didn't expect that the enemy who came to the door to crusade still had this hand, and was suddenly hit by a rain of stones like a shower, and several people who did not react were smashed on the spot and broke their blood, and their bodies were bruised everywhere, and they couldn't survive.

Zhang Heiniu has a burly figure with a big waist and a round waist, but his body is as free as a cunning fox, but it is a pity that the falling rocks are raining all over the sky, how can he avoid them all. His forehead was grazed by the edges and corners of the stone, and a wound was torn, and scarlet blood oozed out and quickly slid down the corners of his eyes, and the stinging sensation completely enraged him, and he couldn't help but roar loudly.

"We have never been the only one in Black Wind Village who bullied people, and we have never been bullied like this. These villagers don't know where to find helpers, they are so ruthless, they obviously don't want to stay alive, rather than sit and wait for death, it is better to go out and fight and fight a bloody way. ”

The fierce look on the face of the owner of the village felt both strange and somewhat familiar to others. Among them, the die-hard backbone of the bloody human life in their hands took the initiative to stand up without any hesitation, but in the face of the continuous offensive of the thief group, they all had to carry the rattan shield, bombarded with rain of stones, and approached the wall gate that was strictly guarded.

At the same time, Ye Zhiqiu exercised the prohibition of the substitution of things as scheduled, and noticed that there were many people gathered behind the door of the house, and he was secretly happy in his heart, and his face showed such a look. I saw him clench his right hand into a fist, slowly stretched out his index finger, and pressed it on the main door of the prototype of the cottage in front of him.

The "knight" Lu Wei, the ranger Liu Qiao, and the assassin Jing Nanzhi, who were watching from the sidelines, suddenly felt a piercing chill full of malice, especially the mount after this noble, the bantam horse with a docile personality, who had been frightened by the aura of the fierce ghost, trembled and lost incontinence on the spot.

Ye Zhiqiu knew this, and the corner of his eye took into account all the reactions around him, and the index finger of his right hand, which had been stopped, stabbed forward violently, triggering the prohibition of finger substitution.

Almost at the same time, the main entrance of the Black Wind Village, as if it had been hit hard by a battering ram, the iron bolts of the corner doorposts broke one after another, and the door panel made of logs creaked and fell inside.

Bang...... Rumble, like thunder, then passed far away.

All the die-hard backbones, including the black bull of the village, don't know what's going on, maybe they were frightened by the aura of the fierce ghost, and they didn't react at all, and even the basic survival instinct of people was suppressed to almost nothing. They watched the gate of the village fall away, their bodies were cold, and in an instant, they were pressed under this thousand-pound gate.

People who are slightly weaker can not bear the heavy pressure and break their tendons and fractures, even if the fierce bandit Zhang Heiniu is the first to move, he can't move at this time, he is panting under the weight of the burden, and he struggles several times in vain, and the fierce appearance of the red face and thick neck will soon decline, and the benefits of the decline of qi and blood are obviously short-lived.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't expect that the prohibition of the substitution of things would be so miraculous, so he immediately threw off the wooden box behind him, picked up the rusty iron sword seized from the bandits of Heifeng Village, and rushed forward with a greeting.

"Everybody follow me...... Kill!"