"Bang"

The broken knife in Lang Mutou's hand fell to the ground at this moment.

This man with blood all over his body opened his mouth wide and seemed to hear the most unlikely sound in this world.

And behind him, Wu Shifeng, who was already dying, was also awakened by the broken voice. He was confused and tried hard to raise his head, looking for the source of the sound that existed in his dream.

"Mu, am I hallucinating?"

Wu Shifeng asked weakly:

"I just heard the second brother's voice?"

"I heard it, too."

Lang Mutou replied with a blank expression.

The two leaders who are still alive in the French village, fell into a state of confusion in this moment. They even forgot to escape, so soon they were surrounded by a group of ghost soldiers behind them.

The ghosts laughed wildly, occupying the dead body, waving their ghost claws, and trying to tear open the throats of the two weak warriors in front of them, and drink full of blood.

The one who pounced the fastest was already spreading his sharp teeth, and he wanted to chew a piece of meat beautifully.

"Click"

The ghost is still three feet away from Lang Mutou, but he is no longer able to move forward.

An arm with terrible burnt marks stretched out more than ten feet from behind, pinching its twisted neck. The next moment, a blue flying star suddenly appeared, and the ghostly aura was shattered, and the evil axe was slashed down on the head.

Before the terrified evil ghost could escape, he was pulled out of the dead body and half of his body was chopped off with an axe.

It was so frightened that it was about to turn into a cold wind to escape, but the second leader of the Feizhai family pulled it out of the cold wind like a little chicken. The ghost grabbed the ghost and opened his bloody mouth.

The mouth opened to 270° at this moment and bit it down in one bite.

The evil ghost's head and half of his body were swallowed into his stomach.

"Click, click"

The terrifying sound of chewing shocked the souls of ghosts around them. They wanted to escape, but at some point, there were already a group of green ghosts everywhere.

One by one, they maintained their deathly appearance, stared at them with white eyes, and stared at them silently.

Some have lost their arms, and some have lost their legs.

Some of them were left with only half of their bodies and were lying on the ground.

Some of them lost their heads and had only one torso left, but they still waved their weapons randomly.

"Wood, why is it so miserable?"

Liu Junshan ate a ghost in two bites. The ghost turned his head and looked at the dull Lang Mutou, and his eyes were on Wu Shifeng who was being carried by Lang Mutou.

The ghost scholar also saw Liu Junshan in front of him.

It still maintains its appearance when it was dead, with a miserable body burned by fire, and scars everywhere. One eye was burned and most of its scalp was filled with terrifying scorch marks.

The thin ghost body also has a scattered fireworks.

Wu Shifeng was excited and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, making him weaker.

He never thought that when he was alive, he would have a day to see Liu Junshan again.

"Second brother, I"

He wanted to say a lot, but he had too many things to say to Liu Junshan.

But these words came together and finally only said one sentence.

"I'm wrong, second brother, I'm sorry."

"It's all brothers, just know your mistake."

Liu Junshan put his waist on his back and waved his hand indifferently, but it was able to see it openly.

"Oh, brothers are chatting here."

The figure flashed, and Chen Qiu, who held a hundred birds and phoenix gun in his hand, fell lightly among the ghosts. He glanced at Wu Shifeng, then at Liu Junshan, and pointed to the chaotic formation in front of him.

explain:

"Or what if you can continue to talk after the war?"

"Buzz"

The murderous intent battle formation of the hundred birds paying phoenix spear was like flowing water at this moment, spreading all over Chen Qiu. In the boiling murderous aura, the bodies of the ghosts seemed to be solidified.

The moment Liang's silver spear was raised, millions of flying stars suddenly appeared behind Chen Qiu, and the innocent soldiers who were wrapped in green energy appeared behind him.

In just a moment, it turned into an entire army of ghosts.

Lang Mutou was also mixed in and staying with millions of ghosts. It was obviously a terrifying thing, but he felt extremely at ease, just like returning home.

He also saw Qian Guaizi, who had the best relationship with him.

The guy hung in the air, frowning at him with a strange smile. Except for his thin body and a layer of green light covered with a gust of cold wind, it seemed to be no different from when he was alive.

"Here I'm back."

Wu Shifeng, who was carried by Lang Mutou, closed his eyes and a peaceful smile on his pale face.

He whispered:

"Everyone is back, everyone is back"

"How great would it be if my elder brother could see this scene."

All the ghost's eyes fell on the bright silver spear in Shen Qiu's hand.

No matter whether they die in front of them, they are used to fighting under the guidance of this unparalleled spear, whether they are official troops, bandits, wicked people, or ghosts like them.

Don't be afraid!

Not afraid of anything!

And the gunman in front of them seemed to be striking with the undefeated figure of the boss in their hearts little by little.

Same unruly.

Just as powerful.

He is just as jealous as evil.

The same unbearable right and wrong.

The murderous intent flowed quietly, like water, flowing through the body, and soon spread to the rolling turbid current in front of him.

Li Baoguo, Yi Sheng, Zhang Xiaohu, Xiao Lingsu, the warriors of the Jade Emperor Palace, the boxers of the Heluo Gang, and the soldiers of the bandit suppression were all included. The murderous intention was like a line, and these scattered individuals were integrated into one place.

Chen Qiu took a step forward with a gun.

Ten feet away from him, the fierce ghosts were roaring and retreating.

They are scared.

They were afraid of the Yin soldiers in front of them who were completely different from them. They were afraid of this power, which was once scattered across this land and was undefeated in every battle.

They should be afraid.

Who among the world is not afraid of any forces in the world when facing right and wrong?

"What kind of ghosts are you in the world? You are just a group of ghost cowards. You can't understand it at all. What is cruelty?

Today I will open my eyes to you and let you see

What is a true evil heretic!

What is true fear?

What is the real hell on earth!”

Chen Qiu shook his wrist and the silver spear forward.

The birds were roaring, and the murderous aura was astonished as the sea, which made the ghosts tremble and the evil spirits were terrified.

"The ghosts in the Yellow Spring! Come with me to kill!"

The sound is like spring thunder, and the ghost hero responds.

"You are so crazy, dare to hurt my brother!"

The second head of the family was full of ghost energy. When he roared again, there was a sign of the ghost king's alienation.

It opened its bloody mouth, grew fangs, and was filled with ghost energy, turning into a pair of hideous ghost armor, with a green face, and grabbed two axes, and the ghosts in front of it were dancing.

"I want to eat you!"

It is the storm of the ghost soldiers, and thousands of ghost heroes come into one place, like the eye of a storm, like the first tide, the green ocean surging, covering the ghosts in front of you.

The extremely fierce Japanese ghost soldiers, who had just been attacked by the ghost soldiers led by Shen Qiu, were immediately defeated.

Too much worse.

Whether it is personal force, ghost wisdom, or organizational degree, these mobs are much worse than those of the non-zhai Yin soldiers.
To be continued...