Chapter 966: "The Sword Breaks the Dead"

The puppet troops who were surrounded by singing were confused one by one, and the morale condensed by the Rao army to their command post could not withstand the impact of the singing at all, and the puppet troops fell one after another.

The puppet army, which is worse than the blue army in both individual combat and group cooperation, is not worth mentioning in the face of the real elite of the blue army. In addition, because of the learning of body techniques, those blue soldiers were handy on the battlefield, and Lin Xuanzhong taught them body techniques very practically. Not only is it extremely useful when used to dodge attacks, but it also makes it easier for them to kill. Now many people have understood why Lin Xuanzhong is so powerful, and after knowing the reason they have always wanted to know, the originally deep singing voice has inspired a stronger fighting spirit.

"Why hasn't that person succeeded yet?" Located at the back of the battlefield, under the escort of a group of personnel, Feng Yiyang couldn't see the specific situation of the battlefield in the distance, but the scene in front of him became clearer and clearer. Earlier, the Blue Army was directly overwhelmed by the puppet army because of the small number of people, Feng Yiyang thought that they would soon be able to go to reinforce Leng Yi, but now the Feidan front is advancing towards them, and it seems that the Blue Army in front of the battle line is becoming more and more dense, and the people who fall seem to be puppet soldiers.

thought that everything would be fine if he rebelled against all the puppet armies, but now it seems that this is not the case, after realizing that it is not so simple to win by relying on the puppet army alone, Feng Yiyang naturally paid attention to Lin Xuanzhong.

From the beginning of that eighth-order martial cultivator to the present, Feng Yiyang could see that Lin Xuanzhong had always been at a disadvantage, but Feng Yiyang couldn't see when Lin Xuanzhong would lose to the other party. Now because Lin Xuanzhong retreated to the north and was getting farther and farther away from them, Feng Yiyang was more and more surprised that Lin Xuanzhong's body was powerful. In other words, an ordinary seventh-order martial cultivator might have been killed a long time ago, but Lin Xuanzhong, a sixth-order martial cultivator, insisted on persisting until now, this situation made Feng Yiyang can't help but think about the scene when he fought with Lin Xuanzhong the day before yesterday.

In the face of such a swift body, it is indeed difficult to deal with without knowing Lin Xuanzhong, and I suffered this loss last time. In other words, with his strength today, Feng Yiyang does not think that he is not Lin Xuanzhong's opponent. Under this kind of thought, Feng Yiyang didn't think that the eighth-order martial cultivator would miss.

It's just that now the puppet army is not fighting well, and only Lin Xuanzhong's death can change the situation, so Feng Yiyang is a little anxious. I thought that today's battle would be very smooth, but the current situation backfired, I don't know what the other two battles were, according to their plan of two wins and one draw in three games, Feng Yiyang still wanted to bring the living people to the main battlefield to help the battle.

However, the other generals couldn't answer Feng Yiyang's question, because they were already shocked to the extreme, a sixth-order martial cultivator could fight an eighth-order martial cultivator to this extent, Lin Xuanzhong's superiority was already so powerful that they couldn't imagine it.

In addition, in the past time, many Blue Army generals noticed the situation on Lin Xuanzhong's side, a high-level martial cultivator can fight Lin Xuanzhong alone and be undefeated, there are only two possibilities that are either close to the eighth order of the martial realm, or an eighth-order martial cultivator, under this conjecture, they are a little flustered.

However, they had to deal with one or more opponents alone, and they couldn't take care of Lin Xuanzhong, and the soldiers below were only concerned about killing the enemy bravely, with such a large gap in numbers, surrounded by enemies, those soldiers had no time to be distracted.

In the case of not being able to pull away, those generals could only think that since Lin Xuanzhong had asked them to focus on the overall situation, they could only pray that Lin Xuanzhong would not have an accident, after all, compared to the enemy army, their number of high-level martial cultivators was too small. In addition, the advantage on the battlefield is with the Blues, and it has reached the decisive point, if Lin Xuanzhong loses the advantage, it may change the situation, so they must focus on the overall situation.

"In the protruding horn, under the dazzling light, the fearless warriors are galloping across the field, no matter how many enemies there are, no matter how strong the enemy is, they can't beat the spears in their hands......" In the battle song, Lin Xuanzhong had been forced to retreat for several miles, and now he was completely fleeing for his life.

Originally, Lin Xuanzhong would never fight hard with the other party until the critical moment, but now Lin Xuanzhong has no ability to resist at all. On the other hand, that eighth-order martial cultivator was like an inexhaustible force, attacking again and again, without interruption, and that rapid speed was enough to make up for the gap between the two in terms of body technique. In terms of overall strength, Lin Xuanzhong is obviously inferior to the other party, and the confrontation between the two is an unfair contest.

In the past time, Lin Xuanzhong had comprehended too many things about the body method, and the subtlety of the six steps and eight wildernesses constantly shocked Lin Xuanzhong. In Lin Xuanzhong's view, the Eight Desolate Steps are not physical techniques but are better than physical techniques, or the Eight Desolate Steps are the best physical techniques that can stimulate people's physical potential to the extreme. With the improvement of the realm, the body is also changing, and the short time just now made Lin Xuanzhong feel like he had experienced the process of forging his body.

If it weren't for the other party, maybe Lin Xuanzhong would never have felt the mystery of breaking through the limits of his body, but unfortunately, it was because of the other party that Lin Xuanzhong might only have such a chance in his life.

"General Lin, your time of death has arrived!" Seeing that Lin Xuanzhong was forced to the river with no way out, a smile finally appeared on the face of that eighth-order martial cultivator who had succeeded in his plan.

"Why did you kill me?" While feeling the progress of his body method, Lin Xuanzhong was most concerned about this issue.

"For no reason, you have the same ending as many people in this world, and the only thing I can tell you now is that I am an assassin," because the aura on Lin Xuanzhong's body weakened, and the man had already confirmed that Lin Xuanzhong would no longer have the strength to resist.

After saying a word, the person seemed to have been gathering momentum for a long time and forcibly narrowed the distance between him and Lin Xuanzhong, and the spear in his hand had already rushed towards Lin Xuanzhong, so fast that Lin Xuanzhong had no chance to use his skills at all.

Seeing the spear stabbing at him, Lin Xuanzhong, who was exhausted, almost thoughtlessly put the dustless sword across his chest.

"Dang," the sharp spear blade struck the sword as expected.

"When," there was another sound, and the dustless sword broke in response, and the sword carrying the glory of the Lin family instantly broke into two sections like an overwhelmed load, and the strong impact made Lin Xuanzhong's body fly out uncontrollably, but the spear in the opponent's hand was faster. When Lin Xuanzhong's body flew up and he couldn't resist, the indescribable momentum of the sharp spear carrier pierced directly into Lin Xuanzhong's heart, and then the surging Yuan Force pierced Lin Xuanzhong's heart, and the special soft armor was vulnerable to the opponent's attack.

At the same time as a sharp pain in his heart, Lin Xuanzhong's consciousness instantly weakened, and when he finally thought that he was going to die, Lin Xuanzhong saw the infinitely expanding battlefield behind the opponent, and almost when he thought that it was the Blue Army that had the advantage, Lin Xuanzhong closed his eyes. Death is not necessarily painful, sometimes it is a relief, this is Lin Xuanzhong's last thought when he closes his eyes.

Immediately after, the eighth-order martial cultivator withdrew his hand, and a bright color of blood swayed in the air, only to see Lin Xuanzhong's corpse fall directly onto the calm river, causing a splash.

"General," at this moment, Yang Shifeng, who happened to notice the situation here, let out a sharp exhale, his face full of disbelief. The scene where the spear provoked Lin Xuanzhong's body just now made Yang Shifeng's scalp tingle, and now it shocked him even more, but under the siege of several high-level martial cultivators, Yang Shifeng couldn't even get out and go to the river to take a look.

"Kill all the enemy troops," the strong helplessness and deep shock blended into a raging rage, "to avenge the general." After shouting twice, the thunderous roar of the stone wind spread through the two battlefields.

"Kill all the enemy troops," the voice of the stone wind was so abrupt that some of the generals turned to look north after a brief thought. There was only one figure by the river, but it wasn't Lin Xuanzhong.

"Kill all the enemy troops," when they realized that Lin Xuanzhong might have an accident, the generals became angry, and they were furious one by one. Starting with them and moving on to the soldiers below, soon all the Blues shouted in a sense of grief, "Kill all the enemy troops." The voices resounded in the sky.

"The enemy's main general is dead, and our army is fighting back with all its might," On the other side, Feng Yiyang, who was already a little impatient, saw that Lin Xuanzhong was finally killed, and immediately shouted to the front, so as to boost the morale of those puppet troops.

"Avenge the general," it's a pity that Feng Yiyang miscalculated, or Leng Yi miscalculated, Lin Xuanzhong's death hit the morale of the Blue Army, and it was not as angry as the Blue Army at the moment, and the endless anger made the Blue Army a killing machine.

When those puppet troops wanted to block the attack of the blue army, all the blue troops who were still standing turned into fierce beasts, and rushed towards the enemy army in front of them one by one, no matter how many people stopped in front of them, they just wanted to kill everyone in front of them.

Under the brutal attack of the blue army, the puppet army did not even have a chance to make a move, and the screams came and went. Lin Xuanzhong's footwork made the angry Blues completely turn into butchers, and each one had only killing in his eyes.

Under the rush of the blue army, the puppet army, which was not even armed, was directly killed, and the screams and screams were connected, only to see the blue army advancing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the puppet army in front of them kept falling.

"Run," in the face of the blue army that had lost its humanity and only knew how to kill, those puppet soldiers became more and more afraid, and when there were still twenty or thirty thousand people left, those people fled desperately because of fear.