Chapter 820 - Constant Proposals

Five steps and eight wilderness movements, in Lin Xuanzhong's opinion, the people who were running in front of him seemed to be standing still, as long as there was space, Lin Xuanzhong could move to any position like the wind, regardless of whether the people around him were high-level martial cultivators or low-level martial cultivators, and they would attack the key points of those people.

"Ah......h The screams that sounded everywhere made those who didn't know Lin Xuanzhong's specific location realize that Lin Xuanzhong was already in the crowd. So, the lockdown personnel in front hurriedly turned back to look behind, and the lockdown personnel in the back paid attention to look into the crowd.

Lin Xuanzhong's speed was fast, but the fluttering white hair would leave a clear light and shadow, and based on the white hair, those people quickly determined Lin Xuanzhong's location.

"Over there. ”

"Over there. ”

......

One by one, the people who saw Lin Xuanzhong kept pointing out Lin Xuanzhong's location, and then the others chased after Lin Xuanzhong's latest appearance.

Due to being discovered by those people, and with the people in front of him on guard, Lin Xuanzhong's movements were no longer so agile, and he hadn't killed many people, and in the blink of an eye, he was facing some high-level martial cultivators. When the two sides fought, Lin Xuanzhong didn't plan to entangle with those people, as long as there was room to move, he left his original position directly. The dustless sword turned into a streamer, taking away the lives of each one after another.

The other party's personnel were dense and his line of sight was blocked, which was conducive to Lin Xuanzhong's movement, and Lin Xuanzhong knew very well that all those who stood in front of him were enemies. On the contrary, those people did not dare to make a move when they could not determine Lin Xuanzhong's exact location, and when they determined Lin Xuanzhong's location, they did not have a chance to make a move because Lin Xuanzhong moved too fast. Although there are many people, they do not have any advantages to speak of. In addition, when life and death were at stake, Lin Xuanzhong couldn't think about what he was doing, so he moved very quickly.

After the scene in front of him was completely chaotic, Zhou Wenfeng finally realized that Lin Xuanzhong did not disappear out of thin air, but unexpectedly killed into the crowd. When the screams came one after another, Zhou Wenfeng, who was shocked by Lin Xuanzhong's initiative, calmed down at this moment, and suddenly remembered some scenes when Lin Xuanzhong and Jianchen competed that day, and it was not difficult for Zhou Wenfeng to guess that Lin Xuanzhong must be using his body to deal with the other party's people.

Before a large number of the opponent's personnel fell, Zhou Wenfeng felt that Lin Xuanzhong was too risky to deliberately attract the opponent's high-level martial cultivation attack, no matter how clever Lin Xuanzhong's body technique was, Zhou Wenfeng didn't believe that Lin Xuanzhong could get out of the encirclement of so many people safely.

At the same time, the night soldiers who stopped and some of the people who closed the city were also puzzled by Lin Xuanzhong's disappearance, and they didn't understand what was going on now, only to see a group of people looking around in a panic.

"Kill," after the high-level leaders on the lockdown side realized that something was wrong with the situation, Lin Xuanzhong finally fought out of the crowd, only to see the surrounding night soldiers standing still. In a hurry, Lin Xuanzhong shouted at them, and then swung his dustless sword and quickly turned around and entered the crowd again.

"Kill," Lin Xuanzhong roared with a shocking white hair, waking up the night soldiers who were stunned in place, and after realizing that Lin Xuanzhong was still alive, the night army generals took the lead and immediately commanded the surrounding soldiers to continue to fight with the enemy in front.

"Kill," Lin Xuanzhong did not die was an encouragement to those soldiers who were waiting for the results, seeing Lin Xuanzhong rushing towards so many people who were sealing the city, those soldiers felt Lin Xuanzhong's bravery, and one by one they burst out with a resolute momentum, brandishing weapons to attack the enemy in front of them.

After entering the crowd again, Lin Xuanzhong's mood was the same as at the beginning, since he hadn't found the terrifying aura of the eighth-order martial cultivator, for Lin Xuanzhong, the people around him were ordinary seventh-order martial cultivators. In this way, Lin Xuanzhong can safely rush to kill in the crowd.

"The enemy general's body is weird, everyone quickly disperses and prepares for each other, don't interfere with each other to create an opportunity for the enemy general to attack," Sensing that the people standing next to him before kept falling down one by one, they were all killed by the enemy's sword with a sword, and those knowledgeable people immediately proposed a countermeasure while being afraid of Lin Xuanzhong's powerful body.

"Everyone disperse," Lin Xuanzhong's impact caused them to lose nearly a third of their people, but they didn't even have a chance to fight Lin Xuanzhong, and another person shouted loudly to remind his companions to come. According to this person's thoughts, only after they dispersed could they know Lin Xuanzhong's location better.

It's a pity that when the others thought of the benefits of dispersing manpower one after another, and were busy distancing themselves from their companions, Lin Xuanzhong rushed to kill in the chaotic crowd for a while.

When Lin Xuanzhong appeared in Zhou Wenfeng's sight again, there were already more than a dozen corpses lying on the ground in that area, and half of the more than thirty people who Zhou Wenfeng thought were high-level martial cultivators had already fallen. Because the rest of the people are scattered, the corpses lying on the ground are even more visible. While rubbing his eyes, he tightly pressed against Lin Xuanzhong, who had come back, Zhou Wenfeng didn't believe the scene in front of him, and felt that none of the people killed by Lin Xuanzhong were high-level martial cultivators.

However, after thinking about it, Zhou Wenfeng felt that even if Lin Xuanzhong killed ordinary martial arts cultivators, such a fast killing speed was still surprising, so the more he looked at Zhou Wenfeng, the more incredible he felt. However, Zhou Wenfeng has not forgotten Lin Xuanzhong's explanation before joining the war, and he must command the battle well. When he realized his duty, Zhou Wenfeng hurriedly asked the two heralds around him to shout on both sides, "General Lin took the lead and fought bloodily, and all the soldiers worked together to resist the strong enemy." ”

Not long after, under the loud shouts of the herald, those who knew that Lin Xuanzhong was participating in the battle shouted one after another. The voice reached the ears of every night soldier present, and the night army, which was originally not highly motivated, was greatly encouraged, and the fear in their hearts continued to dissipate, and the morale of the soldiers on the west side of the battlefield was constantly improving.

The louder and louder shouts had reached the eastern battlefield. The generals who originally wanted to ask Lin Xuanzhong for support because of the tight situation put down their thoughts one by one after hearing that Lin Xuanzhong had joined the war. Even Lin Xuanzhong had already joined the battle, and it was not difficult for them to think that the lack of personnel in the west was even more tense than they were here. In this case, neither the generals above nor the soldiers below could open their mouths to ask Lin Xuanzhong for help.

"All the soldiers listened to the order, went all out to respond to the battle, and lived up to General Lin's trust," For Zhang Jiutian, Lin Xuanzhong's participation in the war is actually an inevitable situation, at most it can only be regarded as a matter of time, but now it is early for Zhang Jiutian to feel afraid, Zhang Jiutian only hopes that Lin Xuanzhong can create a miracle like stopping the deserters of the two countries that day. It's a pity that in the case of not knowing how many high-level martial arts cultivators there are in the west, Zhang Jiutian is even more worried about Lin Xuanzhong's safety.

At the same time, Jian Lingshuang and the others, who were standing behind the battlefield in the east, were shocked when they heard about Lin Xuanzhong's participation in the battle, and then their faces showed a little worry. If Lin Xuanzhong was killed by the people who sealed the city, then their idea of wanting to get Lin Xuanzhong's body would be null and void.

"That stinky boy actually participated in the battle himself, how is this good?" In a hurry, the head of the Liu family, who had already expressed his desire to get the method, became worried in front of the other family masters.

Seeing that the heads of the family who coveted Lin Xuanzhong's body were worried one by one, a sneer flashed at the corner of Jian Lingshuang's mouth, and he was very happy with the news of Lin Xuanzhong's participation in the war. If the people who sealed the city killed Lin Xuanzhong without knowing it, Jian Lingshuang would no longer have to worry about the idea of those family masters to attack Lin Xuanzhong's body, and he would also find a way to wipe out Lin Xuanzhong as soon as possible before those family masters succeeded.

"City Lord, should we send a message to the people who are sealing the city and let them catch them alive?" Immediately after, another family master simply made a suggestion to Jian Lingshuang. The next time, those family masters who had the same idea looked at Jian Lingshuang expectantly. Those greedy gazes made Jian Lingshuang hate her, but of course Jian Lingshuang didn't show her emotions on her face.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the matter is important, how can we ignore the interests of the whole country for our own selfish interests. Since the war in the west was in charge of the people who sealed the city, it was naturally ended by the people who sealed the city. We still don't intervene until we are asked for help from the lockdown," Jian Lingshuang shook his head and replied to the family master with righteousness.

"But the enemy commander is over there, if the people who seal the city kill the enemy general, won't tonight's great achievement be robbed by the people who sealed the city? Jian Lingshuang said it on the grounds of national interests, but his intention to get rid of Lin Xuanzhong was known to the two family heads who had always supported the Sword Family, let alone other people, so the other family head insisted on persuading Jian Lingshuang to change his mind.

"At the time of the national disaster, the head of the Song family still thinks about his personal interests, isn't it a general mistake? If we fail tonight's operation because of our two sides fighting for merit, does the head of the Song family think that your Song family can take care of it?" Seeing that the head of the family who spoke did not give up easily, Jian Lingshuang's face showed a little anger, and he openly threatened the head of the family surnamed Song.

In Jian Lingshuang's opinion, if those family heads continue to talk, I am afraid that he will not be able to make the decision about Lin Xuanzhong alone, so at the critical moment, Jian Lingshuang had to show a little bit of momentum as the person in charge tonight.

"Sword City Lord, since that's the case, let's all go and kill the Night Army, it's the best policy to end the war as soon as possible," Jian Lingshuang's words made those family masters unable to refute, in the case of nothing to do, one of the family masters thought that if the war in the east was ended as soon as possible, they would have the opportunity to go to the west to have a look, this person only hoped that Lin Xuanzhong would not die before they went. Maybe Lin Xuanzhong couldn't have imagined that there were still people in the enemy camp who wanted him to live well.