The sword of the world of Sirte is very sharp. Perhaps partly due to the fact that the craftsmen of this world have experience from the people of Earth, they must also have their own unique insights and wonderful uses of the world's metals and materials.

The long sword in Li Ling's hand started from the shoulders of Bu Sen Rao on both sides, cut down diagonally, and cut out of Bu Sen Rao's crotch all the way.

The resistance was obvious, Li Ling could feel the feeling of the sharp sword cutting through Busen's flesh and blood, and he could also feel the resistance of the bones being cut into two sections. But for Li Linglai now, the feeling is like cutting a piece of frozen tofu with a sharp blade, which can almost be completely ignored.

There were too many enemies, and although Li Ling felt a little weird, he didn't dare to slack off. Raise your sword again and slash through the team, trying to clear the way around them before they react.

"Soon, these Busen people will be rushing forward, using their nimble posture and fighting skills. I'm going to have to hurry up with these few breaths. Being able to easily kill a few Busen people around him, Li Ling thought a little excitedly.

But he would never despise these Busen people, because the first time he met the Busen Nayin, and the second Keith he met, they both used their own strength to tell Li Ling: The Busen people are easy to mess with.

As for the big win last time, there had to be some element of luck. Without warning, he had broken the usual rules of battle between the Black Knights and the Busens, and those Busens looked different from the Busens they were now facing.

The fur of the Busen Rao was also gray, but even at night, many of the Busen warriors could be seen mixed with silver-white fur. It's like it's been carefully combed. Moreover, the Busen people who had killed them before would let out strange screams from time to time. For Li Ling's sudden charge, their reactions were slow and frivolous, and they did not form an effective encirclement in time because of Li Ling's strength.

But this time, although these Busen people didn't seem to show any abnormality to Li Ling's sudden attack, Li Ling felt that these Busen people must be much stronger than before.

Because of their muddy bodies, for their cold or dead eyes, for their unfazed demeanor.

All of this seemed to convey a terrible thought to Li Ling - these Busen people were either easily defeated by themselves like some rotten beings, or they were extremely disciplined, or they had other terrible qualities.

Li Ling thought wildly, and once again slashed the long sword in his hand horizontally and vertically, ending a few Busen spare lives.

As he almost halved a Busen man who was standing in front of him from the top of his head, Li Ling was surprised to find that there was no blood splattered from the Busen man's body—the kind of yellow, pus-like disgusting blood.

"What the hell is going on?" Because of surprise, Li Ling cried out.

No one answered his question. Li Ling calmed down and began to carefully look at the Busen army in front of him.

Behind him, the roar of the beast and the screams of the black-armored knight and his fellow supporters were constantly heard. But in Li Ling's feelings, it seemed that everything around him was still.

Li Ling's body stiffened, as if he had been imprisoned again by the fleeing Busen man before.

However, he can obviously move around at will, and he can also wave the weapon in his hand at will.

But when he did this, it was as if time had slowed down countless times, and his movements became extremely slow, and the long sword slashed in front of him little by little, carrying a long shadow, and then countless sword shadows slowly converged together, and finally revealed his own entity.

The sound of fighting behind him seemed to be constantly coming into Li Ling's ears from a distant side, but he couldn't hear whether the shouts were from his companions and subordinates or the companions found by these Busen people.

There was not a hint of wind blowing from afar, nor a cry waking him up from this stiff state.

Li Ling felt that the whole world was rapidly leaving him and drifting away into the distance. Correspondingly, time has become extremely slow, very slow.

Is this how the world is seen by the soul at the time of death? My body has actually been killed by these Busen people, and my soul is gradually dissipating, so I have such a strange feeling? Li Ling barely lifted his spirits, but still couldn't sort out his chaotic thoughts.

A deep fear grew from the bottom of his heart. Even if it was death, Li Ling felt that he should return to his hometown.

Even if it's not the mountain or the river in my hometown. At least on a planet you are familiar with, in a world you are familiar with......

And now, the world left him with only the impression of weirdness and conspiracy. He didn't know where he was going now.

"Poof." There was a soft thud.

A Busen man standing not far in front of Li Ling suddenly collapsed from the ranks.

Li Ling shook his head, this time, he felt that the speed of time was lost a little faster.

Because the speed under the busson's skirt was so fast, without the slightest hesitation, it fell straight to the ground like a lifeless stake.

"Poof." There was another soft thud.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of puff and puff sounded incessantly, and it was soon connected.

Li Ling's eyes were wide and incredulous, looking at the hundreds of Busen people in front of him, one after another, and one after the other, and the group falling to the ground.

Soon, all but a few panicked people in the entire queue of Busen people fell to the ground.

And their posture as they fall to the ground is stiff, and it looks like they are not dying now, but have long since become stiff......

No matter how he guessed, he would never have imagined that these Busen people would suddenly fall to the ground in unison, and their bodies would be stiff and in strange postures.

"Could it be that these Busen people have already been turned into corpses?" A terrible thought suddenly came to his heart.

Li Ling's heart almost jumped out of his throat.

A Pengbai's strength quickly breeded, allowing Li Ling's body to regain its freedom. He crouched down and examined the bodies of the freshly fallen, intact Busen warriors beside him.

Sure enough, the Busen were all dead, and they didn't look like they had just died, as their bodies had long since become cold and stiff. And there were indistinct injuries on his body - a sword wound, and in some places it was extremely swollen, as if he had been severely hit before his death.

"This is ......" Li Ling's eyes immediately shrank when he saw the injury on the chest of one of them.

Li Ling immediately examined several other corpses that were still intact. His judgment was not wrong, these people were the Busen warriors who were almost completely wiped out by the black-armored knights in the previous battle between the black-armored knight and the busenrao!

"Aren't these Busen people dead a long time ago? Why is it here all of a sudden? He also posed as if he was going to challenge humanity. What's even weirder is, how exactly do they do this? - Uniform formations, occasional cooing. There are even occasional movements.

Li Ling narrowed his eyes and quickly looked around. There was some subtle movement in the distance, which was even more imperceptible in the dim colors.

Perhaps after Li Ling subconsciously ignored the movement behind him, the world around him was too calm. It was so calm that Li Ling felt that the whole world had left him, or that his consciousness was drifting away from this world. So that little bit of movement fell on his eyes, and it was immediately magnified many times.

At least, Li Ling knew that he was still alive, and this world had not left him.

Li Ling breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. In that short moment just now, from extreme emptiness and silence to the current lucidity. made Li Ling feel a sense of relief - he was still alive and living in this flesh-and-blood world. He still has almost, a chance to save his own lives and the lives of his companions, and a chance to fulfill his mission as a supporter.

"I have to do my best." Li Ling gritted his teeth and hissed.

The fist slammed into the dirt, and Li Ling's figure rushed forward like a cheetah, quickly running in the direction where the little movement was far away.

The eastern void was as clear as crystal, quietly covered in the misty wilderness.

But now, the subtle and numerous lightning bolts are like cracks in a huge crystal.

Li Ling's speed was very fast, and in a short time, he crossed the long gentle slope and came to a dark cyan wilderness. At the same time, I saw those towering figures, gray-black, rushing towards the depths of the east.

Li Ling recognized at a glance that those fleeing figures were some adult Busen people. For they run in a peculiar manner, and their bodies are always extremely elongated and shortened, like a spring with its head cocked constantly jumping over the wilderness. So they're fast, so fast that you can barely see what they look like when they stop.

They are certainly not as fast as the black-armored knight's wildebeest. But Clara told Li Ling. If you want to catch up with a human army, wildebeest is undoubtedly the best choice for knights. But to keep up with a Busen team, wildebeest often struggle to take advantage of their speed. Not only are they able to turn sharply and jump over obstacles while running, but they are not much weaker than wildebeests.

Therefore, when Li Ling turned his head and saw that there was still a mess behind him, and no knight was rushing towards him, he also gave up the idea of catching up with those Busen Rao with the help of wildebeest, and accelerated his running speed again.

At the same time, he tried his best to feel the vague light and shadow in his mind, the Busen man who had been running east after being wounded in a duel with him. At this time, Li Ling no longer knew how far away that light and shadow was from him, only that in his consciousness, that light cluster had become a flickering point.

Fortunately, the light and shadow were in the same direction as the figure running in front of him, and as long as he tried his best to chase them, he would run into them sooner or later.

He was right. Under Li Ling's full running, those Busen people who were sighed by Clara with their agility and speed did not pull the distance from him. On the contrary, now Li Ling is getting closer and closer to them.

"I didn't expect these Busen people to run out of strength so soon." Li Ling sighed in his heart. I thought I might have found a trick up to the Busen warriors.

But what he didn't know was that it wasn't that the Busson's strength was passing too quickly, but that his strength was passing too slowly. No, to be precise, his strength barely ran out, and his running speed remained at the same level as he had been at the beginning of the sprint.

Therefore, in about half an hour, the figures of Bu Sen Rao in front of him had clearly appeared in front of Li Ling—Li Ling counted them, and there were fourteen in total.

When Li Ling felt that he could already negotiate terms with these fleeing Busen people, he immediately let out a long roar. I want these Busen people to stop and follow their own arrangements.

However, instead of slowing down, the running figures of these Busen people turned around, fanned apart, and ran in different directions.

But three of them still maintained their previous orientation, and they were in the same direction as the light and shadow in their consciousness were fading away.

Li Ling opened his mouth as far as he could and inhaled in large gulps, so that more air could be inhaled into his lungs without hindrance, giving his body more oxygen.

It's another tough chase.

After about a stick of incense, Li Ling finally caught up with the figure of Bu Sen Rao in the middle.

When Li Ling's figure was almost the same as Bu Sen Rao's body, Li Ling suddenly kicked him.

The Busen man beside him rolled and fell to the ground.

There was no time to check if the Busen man was really seriously injured or if he was deliberately kicked down by himself. Li Ling chased after the other two Busen people again.

It doesn't take much effort, and it's "Bang!" again. With a bang, the Busen man on the left hand side was also knocked to the ground by Li Ling.

Less than a quarter of an hour later, Li Ling caught up with the Busen people in front of him on the right again, and for a moment, Li Ling didn't know why he was desperately trying to catch up with these Busen people who were running desperately.

But he also knew that these Busen people knew that they were desperate to chase them, but still ran away quickly, and there must be something to hide from him, from humanity.

Striding to the last Busen man who was knocked to the ground by himself, Li Ling bent down and hissed at the calm Busen man and threatened: "Tell me, why do you want to escape?" And what about the Busen guy who duel me before? Where did you go? ”

The Busen man in front of him was threatened, and he roared sharply, grabbing his claws at Li Ling's chest, leaving several deep blood marks on it.

"It doesn't know human language and doesn't understand human language. As such, it is of little use to me, to the supporters, and to its mission. Li Ling thought. At this moment, Li Ling felt that the three Busen people who had been knocked to the ground by themselves and lost their ability to act had completely lost their value of use, and at the same time lost their right to live - because of their conspiracy and evil.

With a hint of determination, Li Ling swung his fist to end the lives of the three Busen.