Weird World of Immortality

The hot wind blows, and the white-haired grass has a fluffy white hair floating in the air like a puff of light snow.

The three hundred thieves who were thirty feet away were waiting patiently. As long as the migration team showed no signs of escaping, they would wait until the half-stick incense time passed.

And all the villagers in the migration team knew what kind of enemy they were about to face, and panic spread among the crowd.

The strong men from the three villages stood up silently. To protect their families, they could not rely on the sparse number of guards alone.

Zhou Yimu, Daliu, and Zhang Carpenter also joined the battle with weapons in their hands.

Zhou Fan looked at Yi Mu with a complicated mood, knowing that he couldn't stop him, this was his dignity, and he couldn't be curled up behind a group of women and children.

"Don't worry about me, I will protect myself." Zhou Yimu just said with a calm expression, then he looked around and whispered to Zhou Fan: "If you can't hold it anymore, you can find an opportunity to protect your mother and the others. Leave, if you can't escape with your mother, then you go by yourself."

"Don't have any worries, you can't all die here. You escaped. Even if your mother and I died, there would be no regrets." Zhou Yimu added after thinking for a while.

Zhou Fan just nodded calmly. In fact, in the hands of human leg thieves, if he was defeated, he would not be able to escape very far with a group of women, but he could not escape alone.

They can only win but not lose.

Thin Monkey also wanted to fight the enemy with his father and the others, but Zhou Fan stopped him.

"You broke a hand, no one will say anything even if you don't stand up. If you leave, who will protect your mother and the others?" Zhou Fan looked at the thin monkey and asked coldly.

The thin monkey held the Hanbone White Stick tightly, and his knuckles turned white, but in the end he obeyed Zhou Fan's arrangement.

Guifeng, Xiaoliu and the others just stood there, their faces turned pale, but they couldn't do anything.

"Mother, you don't have to worry, remember that no matter what happens later, don't spread out." Zhou Fan said with a smile.

"Afan, mother knows, mother will take care of herself, and you must take care of yourself." Guifeng's eyes turned red.

Xiao Liu tightly held the short sheath in her hand, she pursed her lips and wanted to say something, but she couldn't say anything.

Zhou Fan turned to leave. He walked into the tent, then took off the giant knife on his back, and began to stick pieces of knuckle-sized yellow talisman paper on the back of the knife. The line extended to the blade, and thirty small pieces of yellow paper talismans made the small red gold runes densely covered with the thick red and black blade.

The intricate and dense golden rune lines are like exquisite patterns carved on the red and black blade, and the blade is cold and severe.

He wrapped the giant knife with a white cloth bandage and tied it to his back.

The most troublesome thing for the golden talismans of the high-rank Huangjie is the upper talismans. He has three golden talismans, but I am afraid there is only one chance to use them in this battle, so he must seize the opportunity.

Zhou Fan pulled out the Star Frost Rusted Blade again, and used the exorcism bucket to hit four ink marks on it.

After putting the knife into the sheath, he left the tent and walked towards the gathered warriors of Sanqiu Village. It was almost time.

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"Thirteen, the time is up, let's see what they discussed?" The leader said, looking in the direction of the migration team.

Thirteen pairs of legs were clamped, and the dead soul horse slowly stepped over there.

When Zhou Fan saw this, he got on his horse and also slowly went out.

Huang Fushi and the others have no accident, this is what they have already discussed.

Thirteen of Human Legs saw that it was a young martial artist. His brows were slightly furrowed. With his right hand, he lightly tapped the machete attached to the saddle. If the other party dared to play tricks, he would just kill him!

Zhou Fan came to Ren Zu Thirteen's side, he pulled the reins with his left hand, and the horse stopped. The training of the past few days has made Zhou Fan's riding skills very proficient.

"Your answer is..." Thirteen asked.

Zhou Fan didn't speak, his right hand moved slightly, and the Star Frost Rusted Saber was already unsheathed. Against the background of the sunlight, the dark-colored blade did not sway out any light.

Thirteen's face changed slightly, his hand quickly grabbed the machete of the saddle, his speed was very fast, he was used to this kind of knife, but just as he held the handle, his head was already rising into the sky, black blood It also spewed out from the neck cavity.

Zhou Fan retracted his sword and sheathed his horse and turned back. Only then did his head land on the white-haired grass, dyeing the nearby white-haired grass red.

This is the answer of the three villages.

silence.

The side of the leg thief became silent.

Most people showed stunned expressions on their faces. During the negotiation, the other party might suddenly take action. This is conceivable, so they let the powerful Thirteen go out to negotiate, but the blood-level power Thirteen was killed by the other party. .

After a few moments of silence, the thief raised a long axe with a half-focus, the handle of the axe was six feet long, and the black iron-like axe was shining brightly under the blazing sun. "

The three hundred leg thieves shouted and purred, and the dead horse under the seat rushed out.

The horse's hoof as thick as an elephant's leg stepped on the ground, making a rumbling sound, and the white-haired grass trembled. Only by facing the dead soul horse's rushing formation would one know how terrifying the power of this rushing formation was, like a cow turning over like a tsunami.

When Zhou Fan came back from the horse, the migration team had begun to change formations, forming a barrel formation. The innermost were old and young, women and children, and the outer layer was scattered with shield-wielding guards and the adult men in the village.

Facing the shocking group of dead soul horses, many people's expressions changed suddenly, and their breaths were completely held at this moment.

"Shoot!" Lu Kui shouted loudly for the first time. In this environment, no one would be able to hear him clearly. When he spoke, he waved his left hand, and then he began to draw bows and arrows.

The gathered archers drew bows and arrows.

"Throw!" The explosive flame talisman pitchers led by the talismans all threw the explosive flame talisman wrapped in iron pellets out~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The distance of thirty feet is only a very short distance for the cavalry group. .

Arrows and iron pellets are projected like locusts!

The bang bang bang iron pellets exploded into **** of fire, and the dead horse was blown away or thrown away, or the horse's front legs bent and fell to the ground and was trampled to death by the people behind.

The arrows attached to the Small Flame Talisman also pierced through a personal leg thief, and the leg thieves fell to the ground one after another.

Just this long-range projectile attack caused hundreds of people to be injured.

The half-focus in the distance looked at it coldly. He had expected this for a long time, or he would not have thought about negotiating this method. Once the attack was launched, there were talismans in the opponent's camp, and this kind of damage could not be avoided.

But that's it.

The remaining two hundred thieves had already rushed to within ten feet of the migration team. Facing such a barrel formation, they tacitly divided into two horse waves and trampled on the large rectangular shields formed by the shields on both sides.