The night was dark and the wind was strong.
Qi Feihu came out of the hall while cursing, followed by a group of mounted gangsters.
However, before he reached the mountain gate, Qi Feihu was stunned on the spot."He…he…damn it! This…this…"
Qi Feihu stuttered for a long time, unable to say anything.
A layer of white fog rose at the mountain gate of the village. The sound of antler horns and suona could be heard from the white fog. Walking in front of them were two figures, one black and one white.
These two figures held mourning sticks in their hands, followed by thousands of pale-faced soldiers. Coupled with the mournful and mournful sounds of the suona, it was especially terrifying in the dark night.
The group of bandits who were arrogant and disdainful just now suddenly froze on the spot.
"My…my mother! Am I dreaming?"
"Black and White Ghosts! It was the Black and White Ghosts! Behind them were the Yin soldiers!!!”
"Why did the Black and White Ghosts bring the Yin soldiers here?! Why?"
"There really are Black and White Ghosts in this world. What should we do? Big Brother, what should we do?"
“………”
At this moment, everyone panicked.
The sound of the suona resounded through the clouds. White paper money floated in the wind. The sinister appearance of the Black and White Ghosts shocked everyone.
Even if they killed countless people, the mounted gangsters could not maintain their composure.
Even Qi Feihu's voice was trembling."Please, Ancestor! Go and invite the ancestor!"
Swoosh!
The moment Qi Feihu's voice fell, there was a sound of air being torn apart. A black iron chain wrapped around his neck.
The iron chain burned with green Netherworld Ghost Flames. The moment it touched Qi Feihu, it instantly twisted Qi Feihu's head.
The famous bandit leader was killed in the blink of an eye!
"Milord has ordered that all mounted gangsters…be killed without mercy!”
Xie Bian's cold voice sounded.
The ghostly soldiers following behind them instantly scattered and surrounded the entire stronghold.
Boom!
The gloomy air washed over the entire Dao Zhu Mountain. The ghost soldiers raised their weapons and charged at the Horse Gang.
In an instant.
Killing intent soared into the sky!
"Ah!"
Those bandits who were known to be invulnerable and extremely strong were like weak chicks in front of the nether soldiers. They had no ability to fight back at all.
"Pa!"
The Horse Gang's initial fear had now turned into terror. They kept raising the weapons in their hands and attacking the Yin soldiers.
Unfortunately…
Ghost soldiers didn't have a physical body to begin with, so those spears were useless!
No matter how strong they were, they could not unleash the power of their fists at this moment!
"Kill!"
A muffled voice came from the formation of the ghost soldiers.
The bandits, who had once committed all kinds of evil, felt a fear that came from their souls at this moment!
……
At this moment.
Yan Poyue, Ninth Uncle, and Zhang Qishan were standing on the mountain behind Mount Dao Zhu, watching this crushing battle.
"These mounted gangsters have done many evil things.”
Zhang Qishan was the most excited.
No matter what, this gang of horse thieves was in his territory. If he could not deal with them, it would affect his reputation and interests.
Zhang Qishan couldn't hide his excitement when he saw the Horse Gang screaming.
Yan Poyue shook his head.”
"What else?" Zhang Qishan was stunned.”
"We haven't dealt with the old ancestor of the mounted bandits yet.”"Besides, the bodies of these mounted gangsters must be burned as soon as possible," Ninth Uncle explained. They had done many evil things, and now that they had died in the hands of the Yin soldiers, they would definitely be filled with resentment. Their souls would probably turn into malicious ghosts, and their corpses…would also turn into corpses!”
Zhang Qishan's expression instantly turned solemn."You mean, they will become dumplings?”
Dumpling was the lingo of tomb raiders.
As one of the Nine Factions, the Zhang family had dealings with tombs. Naturally, Yan Poyue would not find it strange. However, Ninth Uncle gave Zhang Qishan a meaningful look.
"Those who practice this kind of crooked ways probably won't stop after they die. Moreover, they died in grievance. It was inevitable that they would turn into ghosts or corpses.”
Zhang Qishan looked serious.”
"Burning the corpses can only prevent them from turning into corpses, but it can't prevent them from turning into malicious ghosts.”" But we don't have to worry with Young Marshal Yan here." Ninth Uncle pondered for a moment.”
Yan Poyue fumbled with the ring on his hand, the corners of his mouth curling up into a cold smile.
If these mounted gangsters turned into ghosts and zombies, it would be a lot of merit!
Yan Poyue couldn't help but look forward to it, and his smile grew wider.
Seeing Yan Poyue's smile, Zhang Qishan's hair stood on end.
Although he had not known Yan Poyue for too long, he had already seen Yan Poyue smile like this three times.
The first time was when he summoned the Black and White Ghosts to save him.
The second time was to order the Black and White Ghosts to leave no survivors.
The third time…was now!
Zhang Qishan felt that something bad was about Yan Poyue's smile!!
As expected.
The next moment, Zhang Qishan heard Yan Poyue say,""Let's go, let's go meet the ancestors of this group of mounted gangsters. Presumably, that old thing is isolated in the barrier and doesn't know that his disciples and grand-disciples have been killed.”
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