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With a loud roar, he fastened Bao'er behind his back with a swaddling cloth belt, then swung the Calamity Sword and rushed towards the bandits who were coming like a tide.
In fact, ever since he decided to return to Baodu Village and take away the child, didn't he really expect that the bandits in the village would set a trap?
I got it.
But he is not afraid.
Because, he is confident in his own strength now!
In fact, it is the same.
With his skill, he is not afraid to face the tide of bandits. Once he decides to let go of his hands and feet and kill the killer, his body is like a strong wind, and his sword is like a rainstorm. Almost in a moment, he is already screaming and screaming. Among the crowd, three or four were killed back and forth!
Every time you make a charge, you will kill each other. The joyful energy is like a scorching sharp knife piercing butter.
In a moment, the ferocious and frenzied shouts turned into shrill screams.
When the sword light danced wildly, blood rained from broken limbs, one after another, flying everywhere. Wherever the young man passed, he would be injured if he touched it, and he would die if he touched it.
Especially any gangster who dared to try to kill the boy, his head would fly high in the next moment!
The previous arrogant and evil ugly man Deokju was the first to bear the brunt. Just now he slashed at the young man's neck with a distorted face. Unexpectedly, his own ugly head flew up first.
And when his ugly head flew up, the shadow of a beautiful girl leaned out from the edge of the sword, and pulled a faint soul shadow out of the ugly man's broken cavity.
The soul shadow was distorted and deformed in fright, screaming fiercely, but the beautiful girl remained expressionless, and with a strong hand, she tore the ugly man's soul into pieces!
So the villain who abducted and occupied the innocent girl died on the spot. He walked away in an uneasy way. It was not like what his name said. He would not live forever in the end.
Zhang Shaochen let go of his hands and feet to fight, and in just a moment, there was a bloody storm in this Baodu village.
The bright red blood splattered in all directions, covering the entire Baodu bandit village. There was blood on the walls, blood on the roof, blood on the pile of firewood, and terrifying blood on the surrounding trees.
On the ground of the village road, blood was everywhere.
After waiting for a while, it froze a little, and people who were running around in a panic, stepped on the blood like a footprint, and there was a cracking sound when they pulled it up, making their feet sticky.
The blood is strong and stagnant, and when the mountain wind blows, the entire street and hillside are filled with a pungent smell.
This is really a "reign of terror" scene.
Using this idiom is not a literary description, but a realistic one.
Pieces of meat flew around and blood rained everywhere, but none of them, not one drop, belonged to Zhang Shaochen.
It stands to reason that Zhang Shaochen erupted with such a strong fighting power, the bandits in Baodu Village should know how powerful they are, and quickly surrendered and begged for mercy.
Unexpectedly, when most of the bandits in the village were lost, they were still very stubborn and fierce. Not only did no one surrender, but they kept rushing to kill them one after another.
Their abnormality is certainly related to their stubborn habits, but more importantly, they are trying to bully the few with more, imagining that in such a chaotic situation, as long as there is one person who can take advantage of the chaos, he can kill this boy. Hacked.
It's fine to have cruel fantasies, the most hateful thing is, seeing the young man's ferociousness, the bandits even brought five or six children from the village to stand in front of the crowd, trying to use the lives of the children to force Zhang Shaochen not to kill wantonly.
Not to mention, in the narrow streets, their trick is really effective.
No matter how sharp Zhang Shaochen's sword is and how ferocious his spells are, he is still afraid of accidentally hurting these innocent children.
His offensive really slowed down all of a sudden.
But the teenager also became angrier because of this.
He began to think about countermeasures nervously, and when he was distracted, he couldn't help but look a little embarrassed and overwhelmed.
Seeing him like this, the bandit villagers became proud, many laughed wildly, and intensified their efforts. They also brought a few boys and girls and pushed them to the front of the besieging crowd.
This method is shameless but effective, forcing the young man to retreat all the way.
The bandits saw hope and felt that they would be able to kill the boy who looked like a devil and a god.
In particular, Baodu Village has paid a huge price just now. It is precisely because of this that these bandits are determined to kill Zhang Shaochen, otherwise they feel that the blood of their relatives has been shed in vain.
There is some truth in their thinking, but there is one thing that they think is completely wrong:
Zhang Shaochen retreated steadily, not because he couldn't do anything about them, but because he was thinking of a more ideal way not to hurt the children for a while.
battlefieldThe fire was in full swing, and soon the vicious bandits forced Zhang Shaochen to the vicinity of the ancestral hall in the village.
Zhang Shaochen, who was constantly retreating, caught a glimpse of the ancestral hall, couldn't help raising his eyebrows, sneered, and shouted loudly:
"Huh! Such a den of thieves, is it worthy of worshiping ancestors?"
With a wave of his hand, a big fire burst out of thin air, dazzling bright red, burning vigorously, like a burning red sun in the air, blasting towards the ancestral hall with might and force.
The direction of the fire is the wooden plaque hanging in front of the ancestral hall.
This plaque is already very old, because of this, it is very dry, it may be the best igniter.
When the fire ball was fired just now, Zhang Shaochen also took a look, but saw that there were originally four characters on the wooden plaque, but now there are only three characters "family ancestral hall" left, and the place on the far right is obviously where the surname is written, but it is in a mess Full of knife marks, it is obvious that someone deliberately concealed the surname.
Seeing this, Zhang Shaochen sneered, and said in his heart:
"You are still a little bit ashamed. Knowing that what you have done is outrageous, you dare not reveal your surname."
"But what's the use of this? The young master doesn't care at all! A fire will burn you all!"
Zhang Shaochen, who had a secret connection with the spirit of the fairy, sparked a big fire, which was no small matter. In fact, it was the real fire of Sanwei in myths and legends.
The fierce and fierce Sanwei real fire instantly ignited the wooden structure of the ancestral hall, and the raging flames began to spread everywhere in the ancestral hall, and the fire burst into the sky in a blink of an eye.
At this time, Xi Ling'er, the spirit of the natural disaster sword, also fully appeared from the sword, flew up in the air, flew to the top of the roof of the ancestral hall, and sat down in the center.
Once sitting at the commanding height of the ancestral hall, Xi Ling'er grinned, puffed up her cheeks, and blew vigorously in all directions¡ª¡ª
What she did was not playful, but the breath from her mouth, once it was released, it immediately became a strong wind, which greatly fueled the fire in the courtyard of the ancestral hall.
Xi Linger, the human-shaped blower, can control the wind very well.
The wind is not too small, otherwise it will not be able to help the fire; but the wind is not too strong, otherwise it will blow out some newly sprouted flames.
With such a highly intelligent human-shaped blower, the entire Baodu Bandit Village, let alone the ancestral hall, will be miserable!
You must know that this bandit village relies on mountains to eat mountains. Both the ancestral hall and the villagers' houses are all built of wood from the mountains. How can they withstand the fire? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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