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Chapter 401 Yang Yanzhao's Thousand Broken Spikes

Chapter 401 Yang Yanzhao's Thousand-breaking Wolf Teeth

The wolf spider, a creature itself, is the prey of the weak, and even its companions are treated as food. Therefore, most of the members of the wolf spider are old people who have been experienced in the world, and each of them is not weak in strength.

Although most of the ten priests of the Wei family are masters at the beginning of the Earth Spirit, some are above the middle level. However, when facing the four wolf spiders, they cannot even win with more than one. More than two hundred people were surrounded by several people in the back house. This shows how powerful the four people are.

However, at this moment, the four of the wolf spider were rats who met the cat and had no power to fight back. Leng Zhuo rushed out of the room. The four of the wolf spider had fallen down. Liang Hongyu was the strength of the Tianling. Coupled with the elusive teleportation, there was no suspense when facing a few earth spirit fragments.

Resentment, resentment, Leng Zhuo shook his head and said thick-skinned: "I'm really weak. I don't even give me a chance to take action. By the way, I haven't asked what your name is yet!"

Wei Jin has traveled all over the country in his life. He dare not say that he has traveled all over the nine states of the empire, but he has seen countless capable people. However, the woman who took action just now is so strange that it makes people feel cold in his heart. He can't see clearly. Even the chief entourage in the family beside him, the senior psychic straits at the ground level, shook his head, but couldn't see clearly.

Wei Jin wiped the sweat from his forehead, hurried forward, and said carefully: "The little old man Wei Jin is the owner of this family. I haven't asked the benefactor to have a name for his surname!"

Leng Zhuo did not hide it. At this time, he came to these wealthy families to save people, but he was planning to pull their house guards. If he didn't report a title, he wouldn't be able to bring people. However, Leng Zhuo did not report the title of Marquis Ping'an, but instead reported the title of Earl.

"Leng Zhuo, the count of the Empire, thank you, now Wuqing City has been attacked by Mount Tai bandits, and the city's defenses are probably in danger. At present, there are bandits and robbers everywhere in the city. As an imperial noble, I naturally want to repel these bandits and robbers to give Wuqing a bright and clear day. However, I only have hundreds of private soldiers in my hands, but there are too few people!"

Wei Jin was a *** lake, so he naturally understood what Leng Zhuo said, and hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "My uncle is indeed a pillar of the country. There are only more than a hundred people around him to protect the hospital, so I will give it to Mr. Xiaogong for command!"

"Haha, it's true, it's just you family!" Leng Zhuo looked at the family family, most of whom were old, young, women and children.

"Ronghua, you take everyone to hide in the secret room. Never come out. When the city is safe, I will come to find you!"

The woman who was about to commit suicide just now nodded heavily, without dragging on the slut, and walked towards the garden in the back house with her family. Wei Jin watched the family leave, then clasped her fists at Leng Zhuo and said, "Brother Xiao, let's go!"

"You won't follow me!" Leng Zhuo was stunned for a moment. This old man was probably in his fifty or sixty years old. Maybe he was in charge of such a huge family business, and his hair was gray early, and he was quite old-fashioned.

Wei Jin patted his chest and said, "Haha, I don't think I seem to be useless, but I am also a top-level psychic. As for this gray beard, it has nothing to do with age! Moreover, my family has been in Wuqing for more than two hundred years, and there is no place I am not familiar with in this city, but it can help me!"

"Since that's the case, let's go together!"

In the north of Huajie, the seventh brothers of the Yang family were not the fifth, the sixth brothers of the old family, and the seventh brothers stayed in the inn because they were too young, leading the two hundred young men brought back from the Nighthawk Tribe. Leng Zhuo left a high-level monster in the inn to take charge, so there was no need to worry too much.

These Taishan bandits were just some thugs and cannon fodder developed by Situ Buer. Some of the craftsmanship had long been filtered by them and were concentrated as regular soldiers and horse training. The core members of these Taishan bandits were actually more than 200, and the rest were real bandits.

These people, Situ Buer, don't have that much money or energy to train and arm these cannon fodders. Even these ordinary Taishan bandits don't know that Taishan bandits actually seem to be divided into various villages, but in fact there is a person behind the scenes.

Since they are real bandits, they naturally cannot be fake when plundering. Moreover, there are almost no established guards in the city. These people are even more unscrupulous. Even the usually distinctive families are mixed together, in groups of three or five, in groups of seven or eight, in total, completely scattered and unrestrained.

Yang Yanzhao was too lazy to summon the puppet Yan Wolf out with the amount of combat power that this kind of Taishan bandit who was only concerned about burning, killing and looting. He held the Thousand-Tooth Wolf Spear that Leng Zhuo had just given him and headed north along Huajie.

Yang Erlang, Yang Sanlang, and Yang Silang took several people to go in and out of the shops on both sides. Although these Taishan bandits were extremely vicious, they seemed fierce, but in fact they were not even as good as level 3 and 4 warriors. How could they be compared with the elites who had experienced life and death from the northern grasslands?

Almost without obstacles, the bandits discovered this group of people. At first, seven or eight people rushed forward together, but they were stabbed to the ground by Yang Yanzhao without any encounter. Later, twenty or thirty people rushed forward, but it only took more than ten seconds.

"Brother, hehe, these guys are really good at rushing. Almost all valuable ones are packed! If this continues, these two carriages are not enough to fit!" Yang Erlang picked up a bag in the pool of blood. Almost every bandit had such one around him, and there was more or less some money inside. Of course, they didn't take up those silk and the like, and they took up space.

“There is no one in the store?”

"Most of them were killed, but they rescued a few women who were ruined, gave them some money, and asked them to find a place to hide. It's hard to bring them with them!"

"Well, keep going forward!" Yang Yanzhao nodded. This kind of treatment was great, but it was not long before he walked. Several burning trains appeared in front of him, illuminating the streets. Hundreds of people rushed out of the alleys, rooms, and shops.

The leader was naked, holding a tiger-headed sword in his hand and carrying it on his shoulders. There were several shocking scars on his body, which looked hideous and terrifying. It was obvious that this person was a leader.

"Hmph, kill my brother and steal my money. This brother in the Tao is too much. I won't give you an explanation today. Don't blame me for being ruthless under the ruthless sword in my hand!"

Yang Yanzhao snorted lightly, not even bothering to say anything more. When he turned around, the tip of the wolf-toothed spear slid on the ground, and he walked forward with great strides.

"Hmph, I know you are powerful, but you can't fight four hands with two fists. Archer, shoot me!" The leader holding the tiger-headed knife obviously had some strategy. He did not look so reckless, and went forward to fight with Yang Yanzhao, but used a crossbow to surround him and kill him.

The bows and arrows of this group of bandits are mostly hunting bows used by hunters in the mountains, which are not as strong as military bows, but on a street less than fifty meters, this hunting bow is enough.

Wow, Countless arrows shot from all directions towards Yang Yanzhao, who was rushing towards meteors. If they hit, they would probably become a hedgehog in an instant.

Yang Yanzhao chuckled lightly and danced the Thousand Tooth Wolf Spear in his hand. The eight-sided Wolf Spear tip of the Thousand Tooth Wolf Spear was polished and forged by the four-type Wolf Spear tips of the Wind, Wood, Rock and Fire, and then formed. The eight-tooth spear tips were embedded under the Wolf Tooth.

In other words, Yang Yanzhao can activate the spiritual power on these spiritual cores: "Thousand Tooth Breaks Wind!" As Yang Yanzhao waved the Thousand Tooth Wolf Spear, a fire light was ignited by two fire wolf teeth, and then a wind whirlwind flowed out from the Wind Wolf Tooth. The wind assisted the fire, and the fire rose. In an instant, a flame whirlwind formed around Yang Yanzhao.

The flames were so whirlwind that it was not airtight, and the arrows made a jingle and hit the ground one after another. The leader on the other side was also secretly shocked. What a good guy, the ability to shoot hundreds of arrows at the moment is probably no less than the strength of the earth spirit, and perhaps the level of the earth spirit.

Countless arrows were knocked to the ground, and a short gap appeared around them. They were obviously shocked by his reaching out: "Wolf Tooth Thorn!" Along with the swirling Thousand Tooth Wolf Spear, hundreds of sharp wolf teeth shot out from the whirlwind of flames on the gun body.

Pupp, Pupp, the sounds of breaking body were particularly harsh in the night. Although these Taishan bandits rarely had high-quality iron armor protection, they still had leather armor, but obviously these leather armor could not stop the puncture of the wolf teeth.

I'm afraid that only the Thousand-Tyraven Wolf Spear can be used. Of course, Leng Zhuo must remind me of it, but it's the first time I really used it, and it seems that it's quite powerful.

Those who used bows and arrows on both sides suddenly fell and died one after another. The bloody wolf teeth did not remain in the other party's body, but flew back through the body and covered the Thousand-Tooth Wolf Spear again.

When the tiger-headed sword leader saw this scene, his face turned dark. He took a step back. This person was too strong and was not something they could deal with.

"Tsk, such a handsome skill, he is even more handsome than me, which makes people jealous!" The nagging man stood on the roof of the shop on one side, standing under the moon, expressing his feelings in a loud voice. That way, it made people get goose bumps.

Yang Yanzhao frowned slightly. It was obvious that the man standing on the shop was not ordinary, he should be an opponent! Yang Yanzhao thought to himself, and couldn't help but clench the Thousand-Tyra Wolf Spear.

"Who is coming? Sign up!"

"Haha, when asking the other party to register, should you report yourself first?"

"I'm Yang Yanzhao!"

"Ha, Yang Yanzhao, a good name, even the name is more handsome than mine, but I never call a name to the dead, it's so unlucky!" Before the nagging man's speech was finished, a cold wind came from behind the shadow behind him.

Yang Yanzhao naturally felt the murderous intent coming from behind, but he did not look back or make other moves. Because it was too late, Yang Yanzhao raised his gun and pressed the tail of the gun. The spear head suddenly raised backwards, and at the same time leaned forward.
Chapter completed!
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