Most of the Heiyun Village are mobs, and they are not even qualified to carry shoes for elite silver armored soldiers in the wheel sector. However, Lin Changfeng also knew very well that even if they were facing a group of pigs, there were still hundreds of pigs. They must be extremely careful when they were in a siege.

Lin Changfeng said in a cold tone: "The ladder section array turns the arrow array!"

After the words came, the third echelon team that had killed more than a dozen evil bandits changed suddenly. Wei Yong, wearing Fuli armor and holding Fuli sword, took the lead as the arrow, and his formation was closed at the waist. The entire team was like a sharp spear to take the opponent's base camp.

Wei Yong was carrying a body of sun thunder, and Fu Lijia and SpongeBob's body refining tattoos. He was the leader in charge at the front. He was like the sharpest cone tip, and the floating Lijia was sucking and green light. The swords, guns, axes and halberds of the evil bandits in the Black Cloud Village fell on Fu Lijia, and they could not cut out any traces of fire. The strength was absorbed and then dispersed. Wei Yong did not retreat in a single step, and cut off several big heads with one sword.

Faced with such a rapid offensive, the evil bandits in Heiyun Village subconsciously chose to retreat. Their lives are all their own. Who would be so stupid that they stood up to block the gun for others?

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

All sixteen people under Chang Xi practiced the purest sword technique of Qingyun Mountain. Sixteen long swords waved out the bitter sword energy of the heart, and easily rushed out a path of blood blooming in the enemy formation.

Several Jindan realm cadres under Heiyunzhuang were so angry that they couldn't hold the knife. Seeing the unstoppable slashing arrow formation, they first drilled a big hole in their formation, and then killed another shot from the other side and replayed the old trick just now. They were repeated and the three axes were repeated, but they were particularly effective.

The higher the cultivation level, the more you cherish your life. Amule's subordinates who usually claim to be loyal to each other without hesitation when facing life and death, they choose to let their subordinates with lower cultivation level rise up and use their lives to hold the opponent's attack.

Loyalty? Fart.

More than 400 people in Heiyun Village are like a horse training, and the front arrow formation led by Lin Changfeng is like a needle with thread. It is repeatedly penetrated and interweaved in this game, tearing the whole game into a broken and ragged shape.

The three formations of the front arrow formation, the ladder formation and the mill formation have been tempered thousands of times in the Supervisor's plate and have become the most skilled tactical formations they use. As long as Lin Changfeng gave the order, the rest of them can complete the transformation and alternation of various formations in two blinks of their fingers.

The Fengying Formation attaches great importance to tearing and cutting the enemy formation. Bloody blood flowers bloomed in Heiyun Village. The number of people in Heiyun Village was reduced to more than 400 people quickly to just over 200 people. So far, except for a few people who were slightly scratched, none of them were damaged or seriously injured!

The sixteen people were like a precision-operated machine, working tacitly to reap the lives of these evil bandits calmly and efficiently. Every time the sword slashes and the use of limited spiritual power were accurately planned and deployed in everyone's mind in advance.

No one would believe that they can achieve this daunting level in their hearts on a ever-changing battlefield.

But no one knows what kind of hell they have experienced in the Governor’s plate.

The reason why they were able to defeat and crush the wheel unit was not luck.

Everyone in Heiyun Village has been killed and has no power to turn the world back.

The dark palm, which was far harder than the black iron, broke at the wrist, and blood splattered and fell to the ground. The owner of the Heiyunzhuang, who was still energetic before an incense stick, collapsed on both knees and kneeled under the sword of a man in white. He looked at the empty space below his wrist and his eyes were red.

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

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

How could such a terrifying guy be just a Boyawei?

What a joke!

The blue veins on Amule's forehead, neck and even corners of his eyes were like earthworms. He wanted to roar, but before he could say anything, he was pressed back to his abdomen by a cold sword tip.

The cave sword is not stained with blood. Chang Xi's eyes are each of the light gold and silver cross stars, and the corners of his mouth are bent with evil arcs: "It turns out that killing people is more interesting than practicing."

"Okay, you terminally ill guy, hurry up and go back to bed."

"Chang Xi" curled his lips and cut it, 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, bent down and took off the storage bag around Amule's waist.

Without Chang Xi's words, Lin Changfeng and the others had already cut off all the surrendered bandits. These bandits were originally infected with karma. After they died in the Yellow Spring Realm, they would go to Avici Hell to be punished. Even King Yama could not save them.

Tao Xing led a few people from the second tier to volunteer to find the fish that had missed the net. Lin Changfeng and Wei Yong and others began to clean the battlefield and picked out storage bags from the pools of meat and blood all over the ground. No one hid their own personal information, and they all handed over to the "boss" and had more than 400 storage bags!

Tao Xing, who was in a ghost body, returned, shook her hand and shouted: "Boss, this is something, you have to come and have a look."

Lin Changfeng and others, who had quickly cleaned the battlefield, followed behind Chang Xi and came to a cave deep in Heiyun Village. There were sharp wooden barriers outside the cave. They broke through the wooden barriers and walked towards the depths of the cave. Chang Xi's eyes flashed slightly when he saw a scene in the depths.

There was a large pit filled with sewage deep in the dark cave. There were more than a hundred slave-like men soaked in the pit. Although their bodies looked strong, their hands and feet were heavy shackles, their faces were sallow and their eyes were dull.

On the other side of the sewage puddle, five gray-haired old men were bound by chains extending from the rock wall. When they saw the figure, they looked over, and some kind of sealing method seemed to be used on their mouths, making them unable to speak.

Lin Changfeng and others didn't say much when they saw this scene. These people were pitiful, but without the boss's orders, they would not make any decisions.

Chang Xi found it interesting.

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

But the interesting thing is that when their eyes fell on the Fu Li armor that Wei Yong was wearing and the Fu Li sword that he held, their eyes were moved a little bit rare.

"It's interesting, Changfeng, let them go and fish them out." Chang Xi pointed to the old man and the cultivators in the sewage pit.

Several old men should have practiced a good way of nourishing qi. Even after being tortured, they did not cause serious injuries, but were just a little weak.

Wei Yong walked up to unbutton a chain for an old man. The old man thanked him and immediately wanted to reach out to touch the Fuli armor on Wei Yong's body. Wei Yong, who saw that this Fuli armor was more important than his life, immediately became alert and retreated, pushed the old man out with a palm, showing a ferocious smile: "Old guy, are you looking for death?"

The old man was pushed to the wall by Wei Yong's brute force, and his weak body was not very embarrassed. His steps only staggered a few times before he recovered as before.

Chang Xi's pupils flashed. He noticed that the seemingly ragged clothes on the old man seemed to be a defensive magic weapon of a considerable level. Wei Yong did not use all his strength when he pushed him, but he still had a few thousand pounds of force. Otherwise, the old man with a late-stage cultivation level in the Foundation Establishment Realm would not be able to resist Wei Yong's attack without any hesitation.

"Whose work is this wood-attributed spiritual 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 very well who was the leader of this group of muscular men.

"I am, what's the teacher?"

Chang Xi, who also had a slight look, also noticed that several other old men were vaguely led by the father-in-law, and took a step forward with the white-clothed black sword.

The old and the young looked at each other for a long time. Lin Changfeng and others held their breath and concentrated. Just wait for the boss to give the order, they could make these arrogant old guys splatter blood.

"The one who can design, manufacture and draw such exquisite body patterns will not be an ordinary person. I wonder if this respected Lord Boyawei can give us a few old guys who have half a body buried in the soil and the Xiushus a place to settle down?"
Chapter completed!