With a sense of awe, Lin Sheng sorted out his memories, put away his pen, and quickly washed and fell asleep.

"This time, practicing outside, there is actually a twelve-level existence in Black Feather City, according to the previous inference. In case this twelfth-level city guard commander also becomes a monster, then ....."

Anyway, this time, Lin Sheng made up his mind and would never enter the city.

It's just that he just got the map of Black Feather City, and he desperately wants to go in and see if he can find the shadow of extraordinary power.

Lying on the bed, he closed his eyes, his consciousness slowly confused in the entanglement, and then kept sinking, sinking, sinking....

"Hmm..."

A cold wind blew, and the cold made him feel excited, and he suddenly came to his senses.

When I opened my eyes, I was surrounded by a mess of grass, and the corpse of a slain, rotting swordsman, was lying sideways in front of it not far away.

Lin Sheng stood up with his sword and looked left and right, he was still in the corner of the city wall where he was injured and hiding before.

On either side are the gray and white ruined walls full of holes, stretching all the way to the fog in the distance, with no end in sight.

He first quickly examined the injured area.

"The wound is healed?"

The area that had been injured was completely restored to normal, and even the torn clothes were repaired.

Lin Sheng patted the injury hard, and it didn't hurt at all.

"You can use this trick to restore your state in the future. ”

Secretly jotting it down, he looked up and glanced left and right.

To the left was the area he had swept before, where the rotten swordsman on the ground had found.

On the right is the direction back to the gate of the city gate.

After a pause, he decided to go to the right and return first.

"I'm not going in, I'm just going to walk around outside and see the head office, right? Maybe this Black Feather City will change differently at different times. ”

Lin Sheng had the memory of the gatekeeper in his mind, and he had the bottom in his heart. For the entire Black Feather City, he has an accurate judgment of his location.

At this time, it is no longer as chaotic as before.

He moved his hands and examined his body.

The body is still wearing the white underwear that came in before, all of them are long clothes and trousers, no wonder it is so cold.

"Where do you have to find a set of clothes to wear, this dream perception is becoming more and more real, don't go to the back and be cold to death, it will be funny. ”

Deciding to pay more attention to his clothes, Lin Sheng's gaze unconsciously swept over the corpse not far away.

The rotten swordsman was wearing a messy black dress, and the original pale gray material could be faintly recognizable.

Through the gaps in the clothes, you can also see a lot of dried black blood and broken pus...

"Forget it...."

Lin Sheng decisively cut off the plan to rob the rotten swordsman's clothes.

Carrying his sword, he walked towards the city gate without hurrying or slowing down.

After walking for a while, there was a faint sound of footsteps by the city wall in front of me.

Click, click, click.

The footsteps were like metal boots stepping on stones in the dirt, and the sound was dull with a clattering and cracking sound.

Lin Sheng's heart sank, and he immediately paused.

What he didn't expect was that the other party also seemed to notice him and immediately stopped.

Both sides stop at the same time.

The wind blew at his feet, bringing with him the weeds not far away.

Lin Sheng felt that his body was getting colder and colder, and his hands were holding the hilt of the sword tighter and tighter.

He pursed his lips, his tongue licking over his chapped lower lip.

Smack.

Suddenly, a small pebble fell from the city wall on his head.

Phew.

A small sound quickly approached.

Lin Sheng was attracted by the stone, his reaction was a little slower, and he hurriedly raised his sword up.

Bell it.

The two swords collided violently together.

In the black mist, a black sword leaped from top to bottom and smashed into the middle of Lin Sheng's sword body.

Only then did Lin Sheng see who his opponent was.

The other party is also dressed as a rotten swordsman. The head is wrapped in a white bandage, and the eyes, nostrils, and mouth are not exposed.

But unlike other rotten swordsmen.

There was no blood oozing from the bandages on this guy's head, and his hands and feet were completely sound. There was no damage to the black clothes on his body.

There are no pustules on the exposed black skin.

Except for the fact that the clothes are a little old, it's like a normal person with a head injury.

didn't have time to observe more, Lin Sheng was pushed back by the opponent's huge force.

The two of them quickly retreated all the way.

The rotten swordsman paused for a moment, and only Lin Sheng continued to retreat by inertia.

Clang!

The two swords clashed again.

Lin Sheng felt that his hands were numb, and even his shoulders were shaken.

But before he could regain his strength, the opponent Black Sword came again.

The continuous sword strikes were deafening. Lin Sheng could only follow the mercenary's battle instinct to block.

Now he realized that the best thing to use in actual combat was the fighting instinct that the wandering mercenary had cultivated in the battlefield of life and death.

"It's so strong...."Lin Sheng struggled to support it, and his heart was shocked.

It was the first time he had encountered such a powerful rotten swordsman.

Most of the previous ones were crippled, or had fewer arms, and were always physically disabled.

But this time is different.

The other party is physically sound and has superb swordsmanship, and he is not even weaker than himself who has absorbed the memories of so many soldiers.

"No.... If it weren't for the mercenary's instinctive reaction to danger, I would have been killed a long time ago..."Lin Sheng's heart suddenly reacted.

He didn't remember any swordsmanship at all now, and the piercing sound of slamming in front of him exploded again and again. The body only keeps retreating, retreating, retreating.

He couldn't do anything else.

The black sword in his hand instinctively blocked in the direction where the chill hit.

Only at this moment did he know the strength of that mercenary.

If it weren't for that guy's physical disability and his lack of systematic sword skills, he wouldn't have wanted to kill people at all.

The impact continued to sound, Lin Sheng was sore all over, feeling like he had been hit by a heavy hammer again and again, and his hands were completely numb.

But both reason and instinct told him that he must hold on to the hilt of the sword, or he would die!

Boom.

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound, Lin Sheng took two steps back, and found that there was no sound in front of him, and there was no continuous black sword attack before.

He staggered and fell to his knees, limp. Reluctantly raised his gaze and looked ahead.

In the moonlight, the rotten swordsman stood two meters away from him with his sword in one hand, no longer pursuing.

Phew.

Two sword marks flashed on the ground in front of the opponent, forming a cross.

The Rotten Swordsman turned and slowly left, slowly disappearing into the hazy mist.

Lin Sheng gritted his teeth and stood up, using his sword to support himself from falling.

Sweat flowed down his forehead. He didn't realize it at all.

"This guy.... It's exactly the same level as the previous Rotten Swordsman!, it's just, why didn't he chase it??"

Lin Sheng quickly glanced left and right, and suddenly understood.

Where he stood, on the side of the road on the left, a thick wooden pillar more than four meters high was erected, and a tattered black pennant hung on it.

In the middle of the flag, a black eagle with wings fluttering can be faintly seen.

"This is the border of Black Feather City.... It's so far away...?" Lin Sheng felt incredible.

From the city wall here, there is at least a range of two hundred meters.

He had just retreated so far under the mortar of that rotten swordsman!?