Chapter 103

When the big man completely attracted the attention of the middle-aged man, the man in black did not hesitate to launch three sword qi attacks in succession, constantly attacking the middle-aged leader.

Without thinking too much, the three sword qi had completely blocked all the dodging directions of the middle-aged leader. In a hurry, I saw the middle-aged team leader covering his hands with his sleeves, and then clenched the long sword through his sleeves. With a twist of the wrist, the long sword unfolded like a paper fan, forming an air shield in front of the qi.

"Knock ......" three times in a row, the air shield dissipated, and the three attacks of the man in black carrying the poison were completely blocked.

"It's not good, this person can turn a sword into a shield. The big man Ye Long watched the middle-aged leader block the three attacks of his companions at once, and couldn't help but say with a frightened expression.

On the other side, the man in black was also shocked when he saw this, but quickly calmed down again.

"It's okay, it's just a little longer. He seemed to be very convinced of his poisonous powder, and the man in black just reminded the big man with a calm face.

Next, Ye Long nodded without doubt, and the two continued to attack the middle-aged team leader with mutual cooperation. With nothing to do, the middle-aged leader could only tear off another piece of cloth and cover his face and continue to insist, trying to be as careful as not to resist the frontal attack of the man in black.

At the same time, a few more people were killed in the melee area, and the rest were injured one after another, as Ye Long said, the mercenary team could no longer hold on.

The death of several companions did not affect Lin Xuanzhong, and after calming down completely, Lin Xuanzhong's every move was very different from before. The things he learned in the post station before were gradually used, and Lin Xuanzhong was like a fish in water, and the other party was full of flaws.

After taking the time to look at the situation of the others, seeing that the members of the mercenary army were constantly injured by those robbers, and the shadow caused by the other party to himself was swept away, Lin Xuanzhong did not hesitate to walk out of the Eight Desolation Steps.

Four steps later, when the man in black couldn't react, Lin Xuanzhong had already appeared behind the other party, and the long sword in his hand was inserted backwards and stabbed directly into the back of the man in black. Before the man in black could turn around, the tip of the sword had already poked out of the opponent's chest.

Then, before the man in black could see clearly, Lin Xuanzhong had already drawn his long sword casually. With a miserable scream, Lin Xuanzhong walked out in four steps and returned to the same place very strangely.

Looking at the fallen body of the man in black, thinking of the scene of the middle-aged woman dying because of herself, Lin Xuanzhong had a feeling of revenge. But there is still a lot of revenge to be avenged, since Ye Yun has never come back since he left the carriage, and now Lin Xuanzhong can finally accept that Ye Yun and the other person have died at the hands of the robbers.

Thinking that in the past period of time, so many people he knew had died under the sword of the robbers, Lin Xuanzhong felt a wave of anger from the bottom of his heart. As soon as his body moved, no matter what the strength and number of the opponent were, Lin Xuanzhong was already like a sharp arrow shuttling through the crowd at great speed.

Originally, after the man in black died, another robber immediately surrounded him and wanted to attack Lin Xuanzhong, but before the man could make a move, he felt a gust of wind blowing beside him, and by the time this person reacted, Lin Xuanzhong in front of him had already disappeared, and there was an extra blood mark on this person's neck.

When the black-clothed robber wanted to turn his head to see if Lin Xuanzhong was behind him, blood gushed out, and the black-clothed man stared at him with a look of disbelief, and then his body fell straight down.

But this is just the beginning, after entering the crowd, because most of those robbers are dressed in black and are very recognizable, Lin Xuanzhong shuttles through the crowd non-stop, the long sword in his hand turns into a flying sickle and keeps harvesting the lives of the people in black, and the space and time that pass through seem to have stopped, and everything is frozen before Lin Xuanzhong's arrival.

Whether it was the mercenary members or the black-clothed bandits, when Lin Xuanzhong passed past them, they could only see a shadow and feel a gust of wind blowing.

In a few breaths, Lin Xuanzhong shuttled back and forth among the crowd of scuffles. Constantly using the Eight Desolation Steps, coupled with those one-hit killing techniques he learned in the post station, Lin Xuanzhong completely incarnated into a killing god.

When Lin Xuanzhong left the crowd and stopped, in those places he had just passed, the black-clothed robbers who had been attacked were staring at each other in the dark night one after another, and the strong feeling of suffocation brought them indescribable fear.

While they felt a trace of pain, their lives were fleeting with the pain. Soon, the men in black who had been killed were powerless to stop their original movements. Their wounds were all in the neck, and no matter what the scratches were, they were killed by a single blow.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen black-clothed robbers lost their lives. They didn't know why they died until they died, and the mercenaries didn't know what was going on, and they were still attacking their opponents.

When those people didn't notice anything at all, Lin Xuanzhong's long hair was spread out, there was not a trace of blood on his body, and the long sword in his hand was stuck straight into the ground. The silver sword body glowed with a strange cold light in the moonlight, supporting Lin Xuanzhong, who was gasping violently.

Just now, Lin Xuanzhong couldn't remember how many times he had taken four steps in a row, and now his body was overdrawn because of this, but Lin Xuanzhong knew that the battle was not over yet, and others still needed themselves.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Xuanzhong seemed to have rested for a long time, and the strength in his body quickly recovered until he stood up straight again. In the cold air, Lin Xuanzhong's eyes were full of coldness, and endless killing intent was burning.

Old hatred and new hatred, everything is in Lin Xuanzhong's eyes full of murderous intent.

The next time, before those robbers realized Lin Xuanzhong's existence, when everyone was still guarding against the original opponent, Lin Xuanzhong's figure strangely disappeared in its original position, and attacked the black-clothed robbers in the melee area.

In a blink of an eye, Lin Xuanzhong quickly disappeared from his original position.

After entering the crowd again, when Lin Xuanzhong passed by many people, he could see that some people were about to pierce the opponent's body with weapons in their hands, some people raised their weapons to the highest place, and some people were falling backwards because they were injured, no matter what the posture of those robbers was at this time, according to the previous experience learned from those in the mercenary team, Lin Xuanzhong always made timely moves when the other party showed his flaws.

If there is no suitable opportunity to attack, Lin Xuanzhong will change the offensive to charge until there is a gap and shoot instantly, without giving the opponent any chance to dodge.

When Lin Xuanzhong passed through the crowd again, the black-clothed people fell one after another, regardless of whether the other mercenaries contributed or not, they were all robbers who had been killed by Lin Xuanzhong before, and they were all killed by one blow.

And after the men in black kept falling, everyone gradually stopped their movements in disbelief, and their eyes gradually stopped on the erratic black shadows in the crowd.

The figure that was as swift as the wind moved rapidly in the crowd, and no one could see Lin Xuanzhong's figure at this time.

"What kind of body is that?" At this time, Ye Long, the big man who was fighting against the middle-aged team leader, suddenly noticed the situation in the melee area, and couldn't help but ask.

"That's?" Following Ye Long's point, the man in black also noticed the black shadow moving in the crowd, and muttered suspiciously, but the two couldn't see it.

Only after a careful observation of the middle-aged team leader did there be a meaningful look in his eyes. Watching the black-clothed robbers fall one after another, the middle-aged leader couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The man in black's disability just now was indeed not simple, and the middle-aged team leader had tried his best not to contact it, but after the poisonous powder in the air was inhaled, the middle-aged team leader's body still had a strange feeling. Under the erosion of toxins little by little, the middle-aged team leader can feel the continuous loss of energy in his body.

Originally, in order to deal with the poison, the middle-aged team leader's behavior was already very conservative, but now because of the abnormal physical situation, the middle-aged team leader was even more suppressed by the two, but he faced two opponents at the same time, even if the personal strength was stronger than the two, the middle-aged team leader could not help the two. As for Ye Long and the man in black, the situation had just improved, seeing that the two of them would be able to win the middle-aged team leader with a little more effort, who knew that there would be an extremely strange person in the melee area who was killing their men.

Watching his subordinates fall to the ground one by one, no matter how stupid the two of them were, they could tell that the black shadow was a member of the mercenary team. And what frightened the two even more was that Lin Xuanzhong was still killing in the crowd. Even if the robbers who were still alive were on guard, they still couldn't stop Lin Xuanzhong's footsteps even if they couldn't react.

At the same time, Mo Lingyun, after noticing that someone was slaughtering the robbers, Mo Lingyun, who had been cornered and was about to be killed, suddenly looked uplifted, and he didn't know where he got the strength to block the attacks of the three opponents at once.

When Lin Xuanzhong gradually stopped, and his figure became clearer and clearer, Mo Lingyun immediately recognized that it was Lin Xuanzhong. "Eight desolate steps," muttered in disbelief, and Mo Lingyun burst out laughing unexpectedly. Facing three opponents again, Mo Lingyun didn't have any sense of despair, and some were just surprises in a desperate situation. I don't know what's going on, Mo Lingyun is full of hope in his heart at the moment, and he always feels that Lin Xuanzhong will save everyone.

After Mo Lingyun fought with the three robbers again, Lin Xuanzhong, who had stopped, couldn't remember how many times he had taken four steps in a row. But at the thought of avenging the dead, the feeling of powerlessness in his body disappeared in an instant, and as soon as his body moved, Lin Xuanzhong wanted to rush into the melee again. But after one companion fell for no reason, those people had already noticed Lin Xuanzhong's existence.

"Zhang Mu, Tiexin, you two go and stop him. After Lin Xuanzhong stopped, the big man Ye Long finally saw Lin Xuanzhong's face clearly, and a familiar feeling hit Ye Long's nerves, making Ye Long realize that Lin Xuanzhong was the person who had not been poisoned before.