However, since they are all soldiers, it is impossible to leave the murderer who admits the village to slaughter the village just because the spirit of the painting spirit is scattered.

If the sneak attack fails, let’s go together!

"war!"

Hua Ling is the personal soldiers of Zhan Xiong shouted loudly, and all the soldiers here took action together.

The bow and arrow shot first, and all the painting spirits remained pressed together.

No matter how powerful the criminal's painting spirit is, it is only one. No matter whether it is the tenth level or the eleventh level, can so many of us painters beat him?

There were more than 40 soldiers in the North Palace Guard who surrounded Wang Fang, all of whom were painters, and the combat power of the painting spirit was nearly 90. Moreover, they were generally painters from level 4 to level 7, and the painting spirits they summoned also used their corresponding strength.

Such an army is a powerful elite everywhere.

Not to mention a single tenth-level painter or eleventh-level painter, even a twelfth-level painter Hanlin, in this narrow street, if you really fight your life, you may not be able to get benefits.

A group of painting spirits rushed towards Wang Fang and Wukong. Some of them flew in the sky and ran on the ground, some of whom fought hard, and some of whom used some magic skills to attack and harass them. For a moment, the space was not large, and they were surrounded by painting spirits layer by layer.

The painters behind did not allow their painting spirit to fight. They were an army and all had their own functions.

The archers took out special feather arrows from the unfolded scroll, which were given various powers by the painters.

The sword, shield and hands form a shield wall in pairs, and use the scroll to protect your shield from layers of defense.

The spearmen held by the spearmen were attached with lightning and flames by the scroll; five sergeants even summoned war horses from the scroll to form a cavalry team.

Faced with an enemy who can kill the seventh-level painting spirit in seconds, the soldiers of the North Palace Guard are no longer stingy with the scrolls they have reserved. The used scrolls rolled down to the ground, and the sergeant emitted various brilliances created by the abilities.

They are the Jinmao Camp of Beidian Guard. They must first fight every time and are good at fighting.

Now they can only wait for the first wave of attacks to take place, and they can take the second wave of attacks to take place, one after another.

Faced with this attack that was stacked with layers of tides, Wukong grinned his teeth, swung his stick and danced all the arrows shot away. Then he twisted the tricks and recited the spells, and called the spirits who rushed up one by one: "Stay! Stay! Stay..."

This is a fixed method. When dealing with enemies with huge strength, you can directly fix the opponent's actions.

And these painting spirits that rushed up were not above the seventh level, far lower than Wukong, whose comprehensive strength reached the 14th level.

Therefore, when Wukong pointed out the word "未", there was a painting spirit fixed on the spot, and then the stick head was smashed.

In this way, Wukong swung the stick in his hand into a circle, and fixed a painting spirit and gained a stick. The golden cudgel was powerful and powerful. No painting spirit that could not even get rid of the body-fixing technique could get a stick.

The more powerful painting spirit was swept out, and circled in the air and scattered in circles and disappeared. After being swept by the golden cudgel, the painting spirit was like broken glass scattered into spots in an instant.

A confrontation that should have been wonderful turned into a funny name.

Live! Live! Live!…continuous.

One stick followed one stick.

The stars scattered, extremely gorgeous.

After a charge, except for five or six clever painting spirits who retreated in time, the other painting spirits were beaten by Wukong with a stick.

The streets were quiet again, and the soldiers of the North Palace Guard who should have been under the pressure were standing on the spot and looked at each other.

How to fight this...

It's too rogue!

The soldiers' assessment of Wang Fang Hualing's strength has been improved by another level.

Level 13?

Level 13 vs. Level 12 is a very large span of strength.

If this painting spirit reaches the strength of a level 13 demon coach, it is almost impossible to win by using the number. Besides, the painting spirit is so powerful, how strong can the painter as a painting spirit be?

You should know that the strength of the painting spirit generally does not exceed the level of the painter.

Everyone looked at Wang Fang, who had been standing there from the beginning without moving, and was so nervous that he didn't dare to breathe. In this case, it was probably a question whether they could leave alive.

But thinking of the tragic situation in Daokou Village and his responsibilities, it seems that he is only dead today.

The soldiers of the North Palace Guard remained silent, and Wang Fang also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Just now, Wukong swung the golden cudgel too fast, and the tip of the stick was almost wiped against his clothes. Seeing the scenes of the painting spirit being broken by Wukong with one stick, Wang Fang was so scared that he didn't dare to move, for fear that he would be swept away accidentally.

The golden cudgel is theoretically 100,000 kilograms, which weighs eight tons in a way. Even if it is an imaginary number, once it is rubbed, it will be much better than those painting spirits.

Wang Fang was so scared that he didn't dare to move. In the eyes of the soldiers around him, he was disdainful to act... It was a conceit, and it was a contempt for them, such as low-level painters.

Although it is very annoying, there is nothing we can do about it.

Just summoning a painting spirit can control their life and death, this is the capital!

However, facing such an enemy, the soldiers of the Beidian Guard could not withdraw. This is Zejun, and the withdrawal... The military law is ruthless.

Fortunately, after Wukong attacked the spirit, he did not continue to pursue.

After all, others don’t know Wang Fang’s strength, but he knows the level of his painter. Anyone here can beat Wang Fang up all over the ground for teething.

When the North Palace Guard did not attack, Wukong continued to stand beside Wang Fang. The golden cudgel was carried on his shoulder, and seemed to be relaxing all over his body, but in fact he was secretly paying attention to possible sneak attacks in various directions.

Both sides have their own considerations to confront each other.

Wang Fang knew that the other party was waiting for reinforcements again, and the delay of time would only make him more unfavorable. He said to the personal soldiers of the Palace Guard who had just given the attack order: "Brother... I, Wang Fang, have no intention of being an enemy of you, and are willing to go to the Beidianwei Yamen to explain the matter of Daokou Village clearly.

Please don’t just listen to the villagers’ one-sided words, and just think that I am an unforgivable person.”

The personal soldiers were painting the death of the spirit war bear. When they heard Wang Fang's words, they said angrily: "Wang Fang, you slaughtered all the Daokou Village, and you still have the face to say that you are not unforgivable. For more than a hundred corpses, you admit that you slaughtered the village. Why did you become a one-sided statement?

We admit that you are strong, but Zejun is not a place where you can show off!

I advise you to surrender and not to resist stubbornly and hurt innocent people."

Slaughter the village!

Wang Fang realized at this time that the matter seemed to be even more serious than he expected. He immediately defended: "I admit that I set fire to the village, but I did not admit that I killed people. When I left, all the villagers were outside the village. My painting spirit can testify..."

Wukong also said, "I release the fire, and I drive the people out of the village. These people should have died, but the king's heart is kind and spares their lives.

You shouldn't make any move out of the way and find the real murderer. Don't waste your life here in vain!"
Chapter completed!