Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Incomparably Arrogant Lin Chong

"Watch out for the Dark Arrow!"

"Brother Lin be careful!"

"Husband......

In the frightened roar of Xu Ning, Cao Song and others, a one-foot-long iron feather arrow went straight to the back of Lin Chong's neck. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

The bow and arrow originally had the power of a tiger and wolf within a hundred steps, not to mention that Tianshan Yong would not be more than ten steps away from Lin Chong.

If you are defenseless, at such a distance, it is a sneak attack from the front and behind, no matter how high Lin Chong's martial arts are, it is an ironclad arrow in such a short distance.

But how could Lin Chong be defenseless?

In the grappling with the four people, there was suddenly one less blade, and the horse's hooves that were circling around him were suddenly four less, and no matter how dull Lin Chong was, he knew that someone was going to do something.

What's more, Lin Chong, who has a super good memory, has already remembered who Tianshan Yong is at this time.

Therefore, Lin Chong, who was in the midst of a fierce battle with the three Western Xia warriors, actually put half of his attention on Tianshan Yong, who disappeared behind him, he deliberately did not turn around to look, but secretly cheered up 120,000 points.

In the sound of the three of them roaring and fighting, Lin Chong still keenly captured the subtle sound of the bowstring trembling.

Without waiting for Cao Song, Xu Ning and the others to be reminded, Lin Chong twisted his waist violently, his body flashed to the right, and his left hand went upward, already holding the iron feather arrow.

Seeing the crossbow arrow shooting, Tianshan Yong's heart also rose suddenly, and he was almost about to blurt out a sentence of "medium", but suddenly saw Lin Chong dodge his inevitable arrow with a dodge, and suddenly the whole person was a little stunned.

Lin Chong had an arrow in his left hand, and a stone in his heart also fell to the ground, at this time, the three Western Xia warriors came to attack together, Lin Chong sneered, and the eight snake spears in his hand shook and swept away a circle, and simply strangled the horse with his legs.

When he saw Tianshan Yong for the first time, his left hand had already thrown the iron arrow towards his face, Tianshan Yong subconsciously lowered his head, and the iron arrow flew over his pocket and sparked, which immediately shocked him into a cold sweat.

And at this moment, Lin Chong broke out, his legs clamped the horse's belly hard, kicked the snow black and neighed in pain, his hind hooves were the ground, and his whole body rushed out like a black feather arrow, and the distance of less than ten steps was instantaneous.

Tianshan Yong, who had just raised his head, was stunned for a moment, watching the figures of Kick Xue Wuqi and Lin Chong quickly grow in front of him, and he instinctively wanted to use a gun to block it, only to find that what he was holding in his right hand at this time was the lacquer crossbow.

When Tianshan Yong hurriedly threw his pistol and handed it over his right hand, he heard a roar like thunder: "Die!" The Zhangba snake spear in Lin Chong's hand had already shot out like a dragon, stabbing him in the throat.

Tianshan Yong was in pain, and glanced at the spearhead inserted into his neck in disbelief, and then at Lin Chong not far away, only to see that the other party's resolute and fierce face was full of calm and leisure, and when he saw him, he even smiled indifferently at him.

Immediately, seeing Lin Chong shake his wrist, Tianshan Yong felt that his vision flew up, and he glanced at the headless body below in surprise, and with one last thought, he fell into eternal darkness.

"What a fast horse, such a fast gun......"

The crowd of more than 100,000 onlookers screamed and shouted, this sneak attack, receiving arrows, counter-killing, and the transition between attack and defense was too fast, and Lin Chong's entire movement was too fast.

The people were stunned for a moment, and after a moment of silence, there was a thunderous cheer.

Lu Zhishen was the first to call out: "Okay! Good means for brothers! ”

Zhang Zhenniang also lowered her heart slightly, holding Jin'er's hand and then loosened a little, Xiao Jin'er hurriedly pulled out her hand, Xiao Thirteen looked excited, and waved her fist hard: "Master is so powerful, kill them!" ”

"Lin Wuyi is good marksmanship! Kill beautifully! ”

The person who shouted was full of red light, and his two eyes were bright, obviously he had bet on Lin Chong to win.

"Oops~ It's a pity!" Of course, there are also sighs, no matter what you ask, you can know that either you have a grudge against Lin Chong, or you bought Lin Chong and lost.

Zhao Ji upstairs in Xuande was also excited when he saw the highlights, patted his thigh and said hello three times in a row, but Cai Jing, Gao Yu, Liang Shicheng and a group of traitors were disappointed.

Straight lady thief, this can be avoided, this Lin Chong has such martial arts!

At this time, Lin Chong had already sunk his crotch and rode his horse, avoiding Tianshan Yong's ownerless war horse and the headless body that was about to fall down, and then pulled the horse's reins and turned the horse's head, and scolded loudly in Xixia dialect to the three Western thief warriors chasing behind him: "Dog mongrel, all come to die!" ”

The three of them were shocked and angry, and they rose up with twelve points of strength, not attacking but not defending as if they were dying, and generally attacked Lin Chong in exchange for their lives, but Lin Chong's spear still danced in front of the horse with tens of millions of pear blossoms, and the marksmanship was not chaotic at all, and the defense was still impenetrable.

After fighting for more than thirty rounds like this, the three Western Xia warriors were already sweating profusely at this time, and Lin Chong's marksmanship slowed down slightly, but compared to the three of them, he was still calm and easy.

Yelu Hongming, Liang Yili, and Li Xiuge saw it clearly, and they were very depressed in their hearts, and they secretly said that Lin Chong had finally worn the people on his side to the point that they had no strength, and it was time to fight back.

Sure enough, I saw that Lin Cheng suddenly attacked a few shots, forced the three of them to gently clamp the horse's belly, kicked the snow and ran away, the three of them were holding their last breath and naturally chased after them, Liang Yili and Li Xiuge hurriedly shouted: "Don't chase, don't chase, be careful to return to the horse gun!" ”

The three of them were slightly stunned for a moment, and at this moment, they saw Lin Chong gently turning the horse's head, twisting the bee's waist and sending it with both hands, and the snake spear in his hand drilled out like a poisonous dragon, hitting the throat of a Western Xia warrior.

Without waiting for the other two to react, Lin Chong had already drawn out the spearhead, and the moment the two horses intersected, Lin Chong stabbed out a spear again, hitting the back of another Western Xia warrior's ear, and instantly opened a hole the size of an egg in the back of his head.

In less than half a second, they were killed in an instant, and the two of them only had time to scream miserably, and they began to fall down from their horses softly.

The other person had already staggered with Lin Chong at this time, running out seven or eight steps away from back to back, but his whole person was frightened all of a sudden, and he rode his horse and galloped wildly regardless of everything.

However, his horse circled Lin Chong for a long time, and he was wearing heavy armor, and the horsepower had already been consumed, and he didn't run far before Lin Chong, who turned his horse's head, caught up, and stabbed him in the back of the heart with a spear without difficulty, and his whole body flew up with a shout of his arms.

The hundreds of thousands of onlookers in Bianliang suddenly burst into thunderous cheers, they felt that Lin Chong's martial arts were too strong, and this duel was too exciting.

However, in the next moment, Lin Chong did something that made them extremely unexpected, and at the same time, it also pushed this fight to the highest climax, so that these hundreds of thousands of Bianliang people would continue to talk about it for the next three or four years, until something even more unexpected happened.

I saw Lin Chong gently pull the reins of the war horse, rode his horse to the place where the Xixia and Liao people watched the battle, waved the eight snake spears in his hand, and the corners of his mouth pulled out a touch of ridicule and contempt, and smiled faintly: "West thief dog mongrel, a group of waste, you go up together!" ”