His figure was even more numb and he ducked behind a huge boulder.
Looking at the missing arrows whizzing past his head, his face changed color.
Deng Qian also noticed that the arrow was soaked with black dog blood, and a jet-black talisman was tied to the upper half. The jet-black talisman had a strong smell of spirituality, and it was obvious at a glance that it was extremely extraordinary.
"When did the Fengxi County government become so generous?"
"Not only are there cinnabar armor-piercing arrows, but they are also blessed with talismans. Could it be that they are traveling with the ceremonial guard of the Dongshenguan National Master?"
Deng Qian's eyes were a little shocked.
Don't blame him for thinking this way.
He has also been to many places and was wanted for committing crimes, but with the help of his magic skills, he escaped smoothly even if he was chased by body-building warriors in the public sect. However, similar to what he did today, he was the first Seen for the first time.
At this time, he glanced at several paths going down the mountain with his peripheral vision, and when he glanced at Deng Qian, he secretly groaned in his heart.
Several paths have been completely blocked.
It was difficult to escape this time.
Seeing that the first wave had suppressed the middle-aged Taoist, Zhang Jian waved his hand, and immediately behind him, dozens of county soldiers, strong and brave, holding iron shields and swords, slowly surrounded him.
Several other sharp archers secretly changed their positions. They were several dealers from the Zhang family. They were originally masters of the martial arts world. At this time, they suddenly transformed into sharp archers. They held talismans in their hands, and their lethality suddenly increased greatly.
Deng Qian squinted his eyes, and a wooden stick appeared in his hand. At this time, relying on the connection with the natal spirit ghost inside the stick, he had a clear understanding of the movements around him, but he knew that he knew it, but he had no way to break the situation.
"Rush over and save senior brother!"
At this moment, several shouting voices came from behind.
Deng Qian's face changed, and he was about to stop shouting when he saw a sudden dark wind rising on the mountain, and the ground was shaking. There were bursts of explosions from deep in the earth, and a terrifying corpse was raging in the dark wind and black mist covering the scorching sun above his head. Suddenly he revealed himself and charged towards the soldiers who were surrounding Deng Qian.
The fishy stench mixed in the fishy wind made the faces of the soldiers change color and they couldn't help but panic.
Several soldiers were caught off guard and were slapped away by the giant corpse, knocking them to the ground.
Fortunately, he was protected by an iron tooth shield. Although his muscles and bones were injured, he was not killed directly.
"Follow my orders, the first team, fire the first salvo!"
Zhang Lu, who was next to him, quickly entered the state. He immediately shouted and commanded loudly. The soldiers behind him calmed down and subconsciously bent their bows and shot arrows in one go. Dozens of red streams of light broke through the air and pierced the tall corpse in an instant.
Crackling!
If dozens of firecrackers sound.
Accompanied by a shrill horn sound, countless green blood was seen dripping from the injured place of the tall ghoul. There were more than ten continuous explosions under its body surface, and in an instant it suddenly transformed into... The fragments suddenly shattered.
That is the power of the Soul Purifying Spell!
When the corpse was shot, the face of one of the Taoists who was running behind him changed, and he fell to the ground silently.
"Sixth Junior Brother!"
Seeing this scene, several other Taoists suddenly changed their expressions.
"The wood ghost seizes the soul, kill!"
The slender Second Senior Brother was the most ferocious. Behind him, a long hunting flag was waving. It was a long green flag, and there was a one-horned ghost head on the long flag. At this time, it was lifelike and suddenly flew out in the cold wind. It's like choosing someone to eat.
The moment it flew out, it actually submerged into the bushes at its feet. In an instant, seven or eight rattans with thick wrists emerged from the ground, like pythons, sweeping toward everyone.
In just an instant, the soldiers who were closer in front were rolled up by long vines like snakes and flung into the air.
Zhang Jian snorted slightly when he saw this, and with a snap of his fingers, the Fengxing Technique formed a talisman in his hand, turning into a stream of light and falling on several soldiers who were thrown away, helping them reduce gravity and avoid falling directly to death.
These elite soldiers are the seeds of Zhang Jiajun!
Don’t lose it easily!
His huge spiritual thoughts swept out, and his sensitive spiritual thoughts instantly locked a weak and undetectable Jiamu ghost energy on a nearby vine!
He motioned to Zhang Lu next to him and pointed at the place where the wooden ghost was hiding.
"Second team, Feng Lei team comes forward!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw five good men in red bottom clothes and iron armor stepping forward.
Zhang Lu waved his hand slightly and shouted sternly.
"shoot!"
I saw a few archers bending their bows and setting arrows in an instant.
Upon hearing the order, the five archers immediately locked their positions and shot an arrow.
The five missing arrows were like streams of light piercing the big tree on the roadside.
Boom!
At this moment, like thunder falling from the sky, five more tiny red thunderbolts pierced the sky and landed on the big tree. There was a faint scream inside. In an instant, the Taoist priest who was about to respond to Deng Qian's eyes widened as he was showing off his power. The body fell straight to the ground.
"The art of raising ghosts!"
Immediately, Zhang Jian looked at this scene, his eyes fluctuating slightly.
The art of raising ghosts usually refers to left-behind magicians who raise their own ghosts. They and the ghosts both prosper and suffer, so it is very easy for them to backfire.
The armor-breaking team in his hands is really the nemesis of these people.
Those spells are different from other spells in that they rely on passive activation.
Only those with yin energy or demons and ghosts can passively activate it.
If it were a mortal body of flesh and blood, those spells would have no effect and could only rely on the sharpness of the cinnabar armor-piercing arrows themselves, but that sharpness would do limited damage to the warlock himself.
"Second senior brother!"
On the other side, seeing that only two rounds of volleys had been fired, two people on their side had already fallen. The remaining four Taoists were angry and resentful. They quickly found a place to hide from the arrows, and no longer dared to confront the soldiers' arrows head-on.
Deng Qian's eyes were red and he gave up his intention to surrender this time.
The death of two senior brothers aroused the hatred in his heart.
He immediately turned to the senior fellow apprentices behind the mountain wall, spoke in the native dialect of Shanyang County, and shouted sternly. "Third Junior Brother, you come to cover. Fourth Junior Brother, you control the powerful gods and demons to move the boulders. Let's fight our way out!"
"..."
Immediately he heard the middle-aged Taoist shouting in peace, Zhang Jian's eyes were strange, thinking that he would not be able to hear clearly in his hometown dialect.
He immediately sent out his spiritual thoughts and signaled the several archers in place to change their positions again.
When the sharpshooters heard the order, they immediately moved again. A moment later, several screams rang out, and the figures that had just jumped out became targets in an instant.
The arrow missed the body, and everyone drank in the mountains.
Zhang Jian just stared at this scene blankly, but he still had some thoughts deep in his heart.
This time when he sent troops to suppress bandits, he also discovered several problems, that is, the method of delivering orders in the army was still too primitive. It relied entirely on legs, feet and shouting, which could easily reveal his intentions and location.
Zhang Jian felt helpless. He knew that corresponding sign language and semaphore should be created at this time, which could effectively avoid such problems.
It's a pity that he had no knowledge or skills in his previous life, he only knew what was new.
Now I know that those things are treasures, but I can't use them, so I still have to spend a lot of energy to practice and create them.
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Zhang Jian lamented that the elites were just beginning to grow. If they wanted to raise an elite force that would fight in every battle, the Zhang family still needed to spend a lot of money.
