Sun Bachang was gasping in the air, enduring the unbearable pain and itchy feeling. He held the big knife in his hand and joined the battle group. He first killed the bandits who were constantly tickling one by one, and then rushed into the bandit group. After a few more bandits fell down. The bandits' combat power was sharply reduced. Knowing that they would die if they were exhausted like this, they retreated and rushed into the Heifeng Village.

There were not many people left after this group of bandits. There were only twenty or thirty, and they were as anxious as a dog that was strayed. They ran to the top of Heifengzhai Mountain without their lives. Sun Ba General scratched a blood bag on his face, cursed, and then opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of sour blood, and shouted angrily: Brothers, their people are almost dead. If you kill these people, we can go back to Kaihua City to drink and eat meat. Anyone who can walk and climb up the mountain will follow me and kill me.

Sun Barracks' order immediately boosted the morale of the officers and soldiers. He only attacked the gate of Heifeng Village. He went back and forth more than a dozen times. Many brothers died, but they still did not capture them. Seeing that the bandits in Heifeng Village were defeated, there was no one who was not desperate. He shouted like a roar, chasing the dozens of bandits. At that time, more than 200 officers and soldiers rushed over and squeezed out the gate of Heifeng Village.

Let’s talk about Sun Basin leading the officers and soldiers to break through the gate of Heifeng Village. Wu Feng had already run down the mountain with the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword. He was very careful all the way. The Qingxu Demon Path was full of tricks and was likely to be ambushed halfway. Wu Feng did not dare to be careless and ran out for a stick of incense. He still didn’t see the shadow of the Qingxu Demon Path. Wu Feng accelerated his pace and ran down the mountain. When he was about to reach the foot of the mountain,

Suddenly, he heard a squeaking sound from the grass not far away. The sound was very weak. Wu Feng's heart skipped a beat and skipped a beat. He just cared about the safety of his master and senior brother, but he forgot about the yellow-haired monkey. It helped him in the most dangerous time. Otherwise, the sword in his hand would have pierced through his other leg, and now he might have been killed by the Qingxu Demon Dao.

In a panic, Wu Feng's heart pounded. He didn't know what the yellow-haired monkey was like. He heard his scream just now, and it seemed weak. Although the old Taoist Qingxu was seriously injured, the yellow-haired monkey might not be his opponent. If the yellow-haired monkey was killed by the Qingxu Demon Taoist, he would have no place to cry.

He carefully pushed aside a grass, and his eyes suddenly lit up. With the faint moonlight, Wu Feng saw the yellow-haired monkey lying on the grass with its belly undulating, and it seemed that it was holding something in the monkey's claws.

Little Huang Wufeng shouted excitedly, ran over in a few steps, and picked up the yellow-haired monkey in the waist.

The yellow-haired monkey opened his eyes and looked at Wu Feng. A bright light suddenly appeared in his eyes. It squeaked twice, stretched out a monkey claw, pointed to several wounds on its body, and shook its head.
Chapter completed!