Although he already knew this, Tang Lin was not afraid of him, all the conspiracies and tricks were not worth mentioning in front of his own strength, and he was not a reckless person, so he already had a way to deal with it in his heart.

"Let's go, go in!" Tang Lin didn't even get off the horse, he directly hit the horse and rushed towards the gate, and the mercenaries behind him naturally followed in the same way, shouting and following in.

"Isn't that the Tang family's enshrined magician Du Lin? Why is he here, and will the matter of Sidon have anything to do with him?"

Just as a group of men and horses rushed into the house, a kind old man stroked his snow-white beard, looked at the door, and muttered a little.

"Who are you, report your name, my subordinates will not kill the nameless!"

Tang Lin rode on his horse and looked at Du Lin condescendingly, while his spiritual power spread out and began to search for the breath of the Green Demon and Hai Yun'er.

"No need to look for them, they are all fine, before the fish bites, the smart angler will not move the bait!"

Du Lin smiled coldly, looking at Tang Lin with some playfulness, he really couldn't understand why the young man in front of him was so confident.

"Well, you should be glad that they are all well, otherwise, you will die a miserable death, because what you caught is not an ordinary fish, but a powerful dragon beast!"

When Tang Lin heard Du Lin's words, his heart suddenly calmed down a lot, and after casting a contemptuous look at the other party, with a wave of his hand, Mo Lun and the others took out the magic crystal weapon together, which made Na Dulin's face change greatly.

"The things in their hands, if you want to know them, if you know each other, release my people, otherwise I don't dare to guarantee that they won't do anything out of the ordinary!"

As soon as he said a word, Tang Lin felt very hearty, but Na Dulin was obviously not ready to be caught, and the people were also very coquettish and flicked their sleeves, and immediately a series of sharp arrows broke through the air.

Naturally, those arrows could not have any effect on this strong team, and the mercenaries drew their swords to block them, splitting them all.

But at this moment, something strange happened, some of the arrows were slashed by the sword, and then suddenly exploded, releasing some white powder.

"My lord, I'm afraid there is something mysterious about these white powders, you must be careful!"

In such a tense situation, Mo Lun did not forget to care about Tang Lin, and even used his body to block the front.

"Don't worry, it's just some potions, if I'm right, they should only be for Old Lu!"

As soon as Tang Lin's words fell, the rain of arrows stopped, and Lao Lu on the side covered his mouth and nose, pretending to have a seizure, and finally fell straight to the ground.

"Why are the symptoms different from what Mu Lao said?"

A doubt flashed in Du Lin's heart, but soon this doubt disappeared, whether the symptoms were right or not, at least it worked.

"Haha, Tang Lin, your biggest reliance has been subdued by us, do you still have to resist stubbornly? Obediently follow me back to the imperial capital, maybe you can save your life!"

Du Lin waved his hand again, and a large number of black-clothed people rushed out with crossbow arrows, obviously having an advantage in numbers, and the blue and faint arrows pointed directly at Mo Lun's men, and the scene suddenly became critical.

"Hehe, do you really think you're going to eat me? Okay, old Lu, the rats are all out, don't pretend!" Tang Lin smiled, turned over and dismounted, and kicked old Luke.

"It's really not fun, I'm going to sleep for a while!"

Old Luke scratched his head, stood up, reached out and took out his magic crystal weapon, and glared at Du Lin viciously.

"What's the matter, how can you not be affected by potions, this is personally prepared by Mu Lao, the master of potions in the imperial capital!"

Du Lin was a little panicked, the opponent's weapons were more advanced than his own, and now there was no loss of high-end combat power, and the situation was very unfavorable to him.

The reason why old Luke will be okay is naturally thanks to Tang Lin, under the reminder of little Tang Ling, Tang Lin prepared a small bottle of elf spring water soaked in elf fruit for old Luke,

This water can make the user immune to the toxicity of some potions, and it just so happens that the several potions against trolls are within this range.

"Put the bow and crossbow down, I can leave you all the corpses, find my people for me, I can spare you from death!" Tang Lin shouted angrily, and immediately a few restless guys dropped the bow and crossbow.

"Idiot, do you think you can come back alive after coming here, don't dream, there is a complete troll here, let it go, maybe there is still life!"

As Du Lin spoke, a fire-based magic attack rushed towards Tang Lin, but the scene that followed made him so shocked that he almost bit off his tongue.

The flame broadsword formed by his magic attack actually stopped steadily when it flew in front of Tang Lin.

In his perception, the fire element, which was engulfed by his magic power, suddenly began to riot, directly disintegrating his flame broadsword.

This is an impossible thing to happen, you must know that his magic power is infinitely close to that of a fifth-level magician, and those who can disintegrate his magic must be at least two levels higher than him, reaching the state of seventh.

Either way, he couldn't believe that the boy had reached such heights, so he immediately launched a second attack.

But it was okay that he didn't do it, and this time he found that he couldn't communicate with the fire elements in this space.

Without the help of the fire element, with his own mana alone, the attacks he could send out were only equivalent to the strength of the attacks of a beginner second-level mage, and they could not last.

"Hahaha, you're afraid you're a fake magician!" Tang Lin looked at the other party's attack that was purely condensed with his own magic power, and deliberately laughed loudly.

"Since you have attacked me, I have to express myself if you are not rude!" Tang Lin smiled coldly, and the magic fighting qi poured out, and Zhi Jian punched over.

The colored fist shadow let out a roar, directly scattering the attack that Du Lin had just condensed, and then the aftermath continued unabated, hitting his body fiercely.

"You're a magician!"

Du Lin resisted this blow hard, but at this moment, his internal organs were all impacted, if Tang Lin continued to attack, then he could only escape.

"Hey, your head is quite iron, you can hold it, then two more times!"

Tang Lin unceremoniously called out two fist shadows in a row with seventy percent of his remaining magic power and fighting spirit.

Although Durin forcibly held up the magic defense barrier, this was tantamount to drinking water to quench his thirst, and using his little magic power to make useless resistance would only make his injury more miserable in the end.

The first fist shadow broke through his barrier, directly allowing him to be eaten by his own magic, and the second fist shadow followed, knocking his body away, and by the time he fell heavily, he was already out of breath and less in breath.

"Mighty, mighty, mighty!" Mollen took the lead in shouting, and those with bows and crossbows immediately became confused, and began to drop their bows and crossbows, holding their heads and running away.

"As I said, if you lay down your arms, you can only be pardoned if you save all of your corpses and help me bring back my people!"

Tang Lin was also a little weak, but his voice was still very loud, and the old Luke beside him immediately understood, and directly stretched out his right arm, restoring this arm to the state of a troll, like pinching a little chicken and pulling those enemies, and after a while, there were few enemies on the field alive.

"My lord, spare us, and I'll take you to the person who was captured!"

Several masked men pulled down their face towels and knelt on the ground begging for mercy, Tang Lin was naturally unwilling to kill them all, after all, he still needed someone to bring back the information here, and the messenger he chose did not include the two pairs of eyes in the dark.