Chapter 823: Narrowly Escaped Death

Sure enough, under the temptation of deliciousness, there were still several generals who specially ordered a pot of broth to be boiled below, so those people also became a problem for Fang Quyin to worry about. In short, the camp must not be attacked, and most of the 10,000 soldiers who remained were archers and ballistas. As long as they are vigilant about the surrounding situation at any time, they can give a direct blow to the foreign enemy when they are approaching.

On the other side, the Gu army sentry who had been lurking not far from the rear army camp immediately went back to deliver the message after confirming that Fang Quyin had sent reinforcements. The sentinel came in a winged bird, so he came and went freely.

Since he was going to support, Fang Quyin didn't let the soldiers march too slowly, and the army rushed to the place where the troops were about to be divided at the usual marching speed. By the time they got there, Lin Xuanzhong had been wrestling with the wind for a while.

After seeing Lin Xuanzhong's body, Feng Zicheng's impression of Lin Xuanzhong changed again. Whether it was Lin Xuanzhong's outstanding attainments in body technique or his ability to adapt to changes, Lin Xuanzhong's overall strength was much stronger than that of ordinary seventh-order martial cultivators.

Lin Xuanzhong's qualifications are not enough to describe as talented, and now Feng Zicheng can no longer blame the incompetence of the people who died in Lin Xuanzhong's hands before, but he just feels that it is a pity to kill Lin Xuanzhong. Because in Feng Zicheng's opinion, people like Lin Xuanzhong can get involved in the peak of martial arts sooner or later, and their achievements must not be under them. So far, Feng Zicheng has seen such an outstanding junior as Lin Xuanzhong for the first time.

"General Lin, you are really a martial arts genius," not long ago, Feng Zichengcai shouted at those personnel who had sealed the city, but now he praised Lin Xuanzhong's genius. It is conceivable how high Feng Zicheng's evaluation of Lin Xuanzhong is.

"The seniors have won the award, and they will just be ordinary martial arts cultivators," the other party may not have used all his strength, but Lin Xuanzhong felt that he was always walking between life and death, as if he could die at any time. From the time the two fought to the present, Lin Xuanzhong's tense mind has not been able to relax.

Now Feng Zicheng reluctantly put down his position and praised Lin Xuanzhong, for Lin Xuanzhong, that praise was not exaggerated, so Lin Xuanzhong's response did not mean a little humility.

"It's a pity that you killed so many people in the city, otherwise the old man wouldn't let you die here tonight anyway," Feng Zicheng nodded, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that Lin Xuanzhong was extraordinary, and the more he looked at it, the more he couldn't change the positions of the two sides. Today, even if Feng Zicheng intends to give Lin Xuanzhong a way out, due to Lin Xuanzhong's previous behavior and the existence of other family leaders, Feng Zicheng will not be able to do it.

"Seniors just rest assured, if I unfortunately die here today, even if I go to the Netherworld, I will definitely not blame my seniors," he used all his strength to perform the Eight Desolation Steps, but he could only barely avoid the opponent's attack, thinking that the other party had not used all his strength, Lin Xuanzhong couldn't imagine how long he could hold out if the other party used all his strength. With less and less Yuan Li, Lin Xuanzhong has given up hope of survival.

"Okay," Seeing that Lin Xuanzhong's attitude was so frank, he had already decided to kill the wind and let out a compliment, his eyes were full of recognition for Lin Xuanzhong.

Immediately afterwards, the momentum of the wind changed suddenly, and the speed of the whole person increased again. The fierce attack directly made Lin Xuanzhong dare not have any thoughts of trying to resist, and he even felt difficult to dodge with all his might. What Lin Xuanzhong didn't expect was that after Feng Zicheng sped up, he followed him like a shadow using his body technique, not only following Lin Xuanzhong closely, but also seemed to see through Lin Xuanzhong's every move.

The current Feng Zicheng is like learning Lin Xuanzhong's style, and he is chasing after Lin Xuanzhong like a shadow. It's a pity that there is such an apprentice, Lin Xuanzhong doesn't dare to teach it at all. As the sword of the wind came closer to itself each time, the feeling of death coming was clearer. I didn't expect that after killing so many people with my body, I was about to die under my own body today, and suddenly, Lin Xuanzhong had a special feeling that it was really Tianli Zhaozhao's retribution. That extreme sense of oppression has made Lin Xuanzhong lose his desire to survive.

"General Lin, come back quickly, let me wait to deal with this person," a majestic voice full of strength went straight to his heart, and after instantly realizing that it was Zhou Wenfeng's voice, Lin Xuanzhong's consciousness suddenly regained consciousness. Seeing that there were a few people dressed as generals next to Zhou Wenfeng, Lin Xuanzhong immediately thought that it must be Xue Yin who saved those poisoned generals, and now those people have come to help.

At first, when everyone was discussing the countermeasures when they encountered the eighth-order martial cultivators, Lin Xuanzhong decided to let Zhou Wenfeng and other powerful seventh-order martial cultivators deal with it, not expecting Zhou Wenfeng and the others to join forces to kill the eighth-order martial cultivators, as long as they could play a role in diversion, so the moment he saw Zhou Wenfeng and the others, Lin Xuanzhong felt a strong desire to survive.

Following that strong emotion, there was a burst of vitality turmoil in Lin Xuanzhong's body, and the immortal qi of colorful flowers distributed in the tendons and veins in his body instantly flowed into the vitality, directly making Lin Xuanzhong, who was already about to run out of yuan power, suddenly feel full of strength. Under the peculiar feeling, Lin Xuanzhong hurriedly tried to widen the distance from the wind, so as to retreat to a safe area.

On the other side, Feng Zicheng seemed to sense Lin Xuanzhong's desire to get out, so he didn't give Lin Xuanzhong a chance to escape, and the long sword moved straight towards Lin Xuanzhong. Feng Zicheng's speed was indescribably fast, and with Lin Xuanzhong's full strength, he could only watch being caught up by Feng Zicheng as if he couldn't get rid of his shadow.

When the opponent's sword approached Lin Xuanzhong's heart less than a foot, the strong aura of death made Lin Xuanzhong's eyes widen. Seeing that the other party's sword kept dodging, obviously wanting to dodge but couldn't dodge, that feeling of despair made Lin Xuanzhong feel that the glimmer of desire to survive just now was simply superfluous.

With a bang, the dustless sword that was powerlessly waved hit Feng Zicheng's sword, and as a result, Lin Xuanzhong's sword was hit far away, but Feng Zicheng's sword remained in the same direction and became closer and closer to Lin Xuanzhong's heart, and in a blink of an eye, it was less than an inch.

Under a strong sense of crisis, Lin Xuanzhong, who had given up the idea of survival, forcibly deviated from his original position uncontrollably. On the other side, the sword blade of the wind gradually deviated from the position of Lin Xuanzhong's heart, and instead inserted it above Lin Xuanzhong's heart.

When Lin Xuanzhong noticed with great surprise that the opponent's sword did not hit his vital position, between the sparks of calcium carbide, Lin Xuanzhong's body was instantly filled with power as if he saw the hope of survival again. With the help of the Eight Desolation Steps, Lin Xuanzhong forcibly retreated when the sword body entered his body less than an inch.

On the other side, for some reason, Feng Zicheng did not choose to pursue. As a result, Lin Xuanzhong smoothly left his original position and opened up the distance between him and Feng Zicheng.

Just now, Feng Zicheng watched Lin Xuanzhong's body deviate from his original attack position, thus making his attack miss, as if it was a divine stroke blessed by God, Feng Zicheng was extremely surprised, and after a stunned moment, when Feng Zicheng still wanted to pursue Lin Xuanzhong again, Lin Xuanzhong was no longer in his original position. On the other side, Zhou Wenfeng and others also seized the opportunity to directly block in front of Lin Xuanzhong.

After the three high-level martial cultivators faced the upper hand, before Feng Zicheng made a move, the three of them immediately surrounded Feng Zicheng in a triangular situation, so as to contain an eighth-order martial cultivator.

At the same time, Lin Xuanzhong directly covered his wound and walked to Qin Zhong and the others.

"General, are you okay?" Seeing that Lin Xuanzhong was covered in blood and covered with wounds, Qin Zhong and the others didn't know the severity of Lin Xuanzhong's injuries.

"I'm fine," shaking his head at Qin Zhong and the others, Lin Xuanzhong turned to look at Zhou Wenfeng and the others in the back, thinking about the power of the eighth-order martial arts cultivation just now, Lin Xuanzhong really couldn't let go.

"You guys hurry up and help General Zhou and them," Turning around, Lin Xuanzhong didn't think about the strength of Qin Zhong and the others standing in front of him, but just ordered them worriedly.

"General Lin, General Zhou, they said that the three of them would desperately drag down that high-level martial cultivator, and we have to deal with those enemy high-level martial cultivators who have not yet participated in the battle," Qin Zhong pointed to the group of family masters who were rushing over behind Zhou Wenfeng and the others, all of them with a little nervousness on their faces.

Looking at it from a distance, the seven or eight were extraordinary, and then looking at Qin Chong and the others, the original number of people was not comparable to the other party, and there were some sixth-order martial cultivators among them, understanding the current situation, Lin Xuanzhong could no longer worry about Zhou Wenfeng and the others.

"General, go back and heal your injuries, leave it to us here, Lord Xueyin still has something to look for you," Seeing Lin Xuanzhong's pale face, Sima Ruoqin hurriedly reminded Lin Xuanzhong so that Lin Xuanzhong could go back to deal with his injuries as soon as possible. As the backbone of the entire army, Lin Xuanzhong categorically can't have an accident.

Seeing that Lin Xuanzhong's white hair was now scattered, and his whole body was blood-red, not only Sima Ruoqin was worried about it, but others couldn't bear to look at it directly. Although I don't know what kind of situation Lin Xuanzhong experienced just now, but the fact that Lin Xuanzhong took the lead in fighting bloodily, no one can refute it, Qin Zhong and Sima Ruoqin can't, and those who have just been rescued can't.

did not refuse Sima Ruoqin's reminder, and with the help of a herald, Lin Xuanzhong hurriedly walked in the direction of the big tent, wanting to understand the current situation as soon as possible.

"General, are you okay?" When Lin Xuanzhong hurried to the big tent, there was a sound of vomiting all the way, and the soldiers who were originally lying on the ground were all lying on the ground and vomiting loudly, looking uncomfortable one by one, Lin Xuanzhong didn't know why. As a result, because Lin Xuanzhong's eyes were dull, the herald thought that Lin Xuanzhong had something to do, and immediately asked with concern.

"General, Lord Xueyin said that as long as they spit out all the poisonous insects, the toxin will naturally be solved, and those people before were saved in this way," Seeing that Lin Xuanzhong shook his head, the herald's mood eased, and he immediately explained to Lin Xuanzhong.

"Take me to the Great Pharmacist," in fact, Lin Xuanzhong was indeed a little abnormal, since he got out of Feng Zicheng's hands just now, the feeling of physical exhaustion had become stronger and stronger, if it weren't for the herald's support, Lin Xuanzhong felt that he might fall down at any time.