His figure even flashed in an extremely numb way, hiding behind a huge rock.

Looking at the arrow flew by the whistling above his head, his face changed.

Deng Qian also noticed that the arrow was covered with black blood, and a painted black talisman was tied to the upper half. The painted black talisman had a strong smell of spiritual intelligence, and you could tell at a glance that it was extremely extraordinary.

"When did Fengxi County Government Office become so generous!"

"Not only the cinnabar armor-breaking arrows, but also the blessing of talismans. Did you encounter the ceremonial guard of the National Master of the Holy God Temple?"

Deng Qian's eyes were a little shocked.

It's not his fault for thinking so.

He has also been to many places and was wanted for crimes. However, he has successfully escaped even if there were physically tying warriors in the public sects. However, this is the first time he has seen this like today.

At this time, he swept through several paths down the mountain from the light, and only glanced at Deng Qian and suddenly complained in his heart.

Several paths have been completely blocked.

It's hard to escape this time.

Seeing that the first wave had suppressed the middle-aged Taoist, Zhang Jian waved his hand, and immediately behind him, dozens of county soldiers Jianyong slowly surrounded him with iron-tooth shields and swords.

Several other archers secretly changed their positions. They were several Zhang family's shopkeepers. They were originally good at martial arts, but at this time they turned into archers. Holding the talisman in their hands, their lethality suddenly increased.

Deng Qian narrowed his eyes and a wooden stick appeared in his hand. At this time, with the sensing of the natal spirit inside the wooden stick, he was as clear as the movements and stillness around him, but he knew that he had no way to break the deadlock.

"Roar over and save the eldest brother!"

And at this moment, a few shouting sounds came from behind.

Deng Qian's face changed and was about to stop him. He saw a sudden storm of cold wind rising from the mountain, but the earth was shaking. Blasts of explosions came from deep in the earth. A terrifying corpse ghost suddenly appeared when the dark wind and black fog covered the scorching sun above his head, and rushed towards the soldiers surrounding Deng Qian.

The smell of fishy smell in the fishy storm made the soldiers' faces change and their expressions couldn't help but panic.

Several soldiers were caught off guard and were even slapped by the huge corpse ghost and knocked to the ground.

Fortunately, it was protected by iron teeth and shields. Although it was damaged, it was not directly called to death.

"Listen to my order, the first team, the first round of volleys!"

Zhang Lu, beside him, quickly entered the state. He immediately shouted loudly and ordered loudly. The soldiers behind him calmed down and subconsciously bent their bows and shot arrows in one go. More than a dozen red lights broke through the air and stabbed the tall corpse ghost in an instant.

Crackling!

If more than a dozen firecrackers sounded.

Accompanied by a shrill sound of trumpets, countless green blood dripped out of the place where the tall corpse was injured. There were dozens of continuous explosions under its body, and in an instant it suddenly turned into fragments and cracked open.

That is the power of the soul-purifying mantra!

When the corpse ghost was shot, the face of one of the Taoists who were racing behind him changed and he fell silently to the ground.

"Sixth Junior Brother!"

Seeing this scene, several other Taoists became more and more ecstatic.

"The Wood Ghost Soul Captures, Kill!"

The thin second senior brother was the most fierce. He waved a long hunting banner behind him. It was a long green banner with a single-horned ghost head on the banner. At this time, it was lifelike and suddenly flew out under the cold wind, as if he had chosen someone to eat.

The moment it flew out, it sank into the bushes under your feet. In an instant, seven or eight large wrist vines drilled out from the ground, like pythons, sweeping towards everyone.

In an instant, the soldiers closer to the front were immediately rolled up by long vines like spirit snakes and threw them into the air.

Seeing this, Zhang Jian snorted slightly. In the blink of an eye, the Fengxing Technique became a talisman in his hand, turning into a stream of light and falling into several soldiers who were thrown away to help them reduce gravity and avoid falling to death directly.

These elite soldiers are the seeds of the Zhang family army!

It cannot be lost easily!

His huge divine thought swept out, and his sensitive divine thought instantly locked a weak and undetectable Jiamu ghost energy on a vine next to him!

He gestured to Zhang Lu next to him, and pointed to the place where the wooden ghost was hiding.

"Second Team, Fenglei Team comes forward!"

After the words came, five good hands wearing red underwear and iron armor came forward.

Zhang Lu waved his hand slightly and shouted sternly.

"shoot!"

A few archers were seen bending their bows and placing arrows in an instant.

Hearing the order, the five archers immediately locked their positions and shot an arrow.

The five arrows were lost like flowing light penetrated the big tree on the side of the road.

Rumble!

At this time, it was like thunder from the sky. Five other tiny red lightnings pierced the sky and landed on the big tree. A scream was faintly accompanied by a scream inside. In an instant, the Taoist who was about to respond to Deng Qian's eyes were round and his body fell straight to the ground.

"The art of raising ghosts!"

Immediately, Zhang Jian looked at this scene, his eyes fluctuating slightly.

The art of raising ghosts usually refers to the left-minded sorcerer who raises the natal spirit ghost. He and the spirit ghost prosper together and lose together, which is very easy to backfire.

The armor-breaking team in his hand is really the nemesis of these people.

Those talismans are different from other talismans and rely on passive excitement.

Only by having yin energy or demons and monsters can they be passively stimulated.

If it is an ordinary body of flesh and blood, those talismans will not be able to play a role and can only rely on the sharpness of the cinnabar armor-breaking arrow itself, but that kind of sharpness will have limited damage to the warlock itself.

"Second Brother!"

On the other hand, seeing that two rounds of fire had fallen down on his side, the remaining four Taoists were angry and hated. He immediately found a place to hide from the Arrow Rain and did not dare to fight the Arrow Rain head-on with the soldiers.

Deng Qian's eyes were red, and this time he stopped his plan to surrender.

Two brothers had already died, which aroused the hatred in his heart.

He immediately spoke to the several brothers behind the mountain wall, and shouted sternly in the hometown dialect of Shanyang County. "Third junior brother, come and cover up, fourth junior brother, you can control the heroic gods and demons to carry huge stones, let's fight a way out!"

“…”

Immediately, I heard the middle-aged Taoist shouting loudly. Zhang Jian's eyes were strange, thinking that he would not be able to hear clearly in his hometown dialect.

His divine consciousness immediately protruded out and signaled that several archers who were in place changed their position again.

When the sharpshooters heard the order, they immediately moved their direction again. After a few screams, several figures that had just jumped out became extremely heroic and targets in an instant.

The arrows lost their body, and they all drank and hated each other in the mountains.

Zhang Jian just looked at this scene in a daze, but there were still some thoughts deep in his heart.

This time he sent troops to suppress the bandits, he also found several problems, that is, the way of sending orders in the army was too primitive, and he relied entirely on his legs and shouting, which easily exposed his intentions and directions.

Zhang Jian felt helpless. He knew that he should create corresponding sign language and flag language at this time, which can effectively avoid such problems.

It’s a pity that he was ignorant in his previous life and only knew how to see the new things.

Now, even though I know that those things are treasures, I can’t use them, and I still spend a lot of energy to practice and create them.

Zhang Jian sighed a little, when the elites were just starting to become successful, if they wanted to raise an elite of hundreds of battles, the Zhang family still needed to spread a lot of money.
Chapter completed!