Chapter 618: Bitter Battle

Before speaking, the man had already thought that with Lin Xuanzhong's qualifications, no matter what country he was born in, he would become a dazzling existence in the future, but now, what they wanted to do was to kill Lin Xuanzhong, thinking that Lin Xuanzhong was going to die at such a young age, the man who spoke still felt a little pity and regret.

On the other side, Lin Xuanzhong didn't care how the other party praised him, and kept thinking about the word "sword body" that the other party said just now, and carefully thought about the existence of two words in the twelve characters of the sword gang. Unexpectedly, the other party's swordsmanship had already reached the third stage, "Cheng Sword Body," According to what he had learned from the Ling family master before, Lin Xuanzhong knew very well that the other party's qualifications were one in ten thousand.

The first time he met a martial artist who had cultivated a sword body, Lin Xuanzhong couldn't help but smile bitterly while greatly increasing his knowledge. If the other party was not his enemy but a friend, maybe the problems he encountered in swordsmanship could be easily solved, thinking about it this way, Lin Xuanzhong felt even more sorry for the different situations of the two.

"Are you planning to cut yourself, or do you want us to give you a ride?" After a brief silence, the other party raised the weapon in his hand again, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at Lin Xuanzhong.

"I'm afraid it's not that easy for you to kill me," an intriguing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Lin Xuanzhong took a good look at the two black-clad and masked opponents in front of him. To say that he had to deal with two people at the same time, and there was also a person with extremely superb swordsmanship among them, Lin Xuanzhong should have been jealous, but at this moment, he couldn't help laughing.

This smile not only meant that Lin Xuanzhong did not have a little fear in his heart, but because of the strength of the other party, he was inspired to fight a kind of intent, and after a burst of emotion, Lin Xuanzhong just wanted to see how powerful the so-called sword body was.

"You don't have to be reckless, I will send you on your way as soon as possible," the man in black smiled contemptuously, after confirming that Lin Xuanzhong was only a sixth-order martial cultivator, the doubts in his heart disappeared, and he seemed to have become more confident because of this.

"Wait, I don't know if Your Excellency can tell me your identity?" Seeing that the person was about to make a move, he was afraid that if he didn't ask clearly, he wouldn't have a chance in the future, so Lin Xuanzhong immediately shouted to the other party.

"No comment," I thought that Lin Xuanzhong beckoned to him to beg for mercy, but I didn't expect to inquire about their identities, but before thinking about it, Ruan Yi had explained that he must do a good job of identity, and the man moved forward again after a simple consideration.

"When, when, when," the two fought together again, and they fought again and again. On the other side, Ruan Ming seemed to be in a bad state at the moment due to the aggravation of her injuries, and she could no longer join forces with her companions, so she simply sat down directly, and while using her vitality to heal her injuries, she observed the duel between her companions and Lin Xuanzhong.

After the battle intent poured out just now, Lin Xuanzhong's body immediately gushed out some energy, so that he once again had the ability to fight the other party. After performing four steps and eight desolations in a row again, Lin Xuanzhong's figure became fluttering in a blink of an eye, and the speed was so fast that ordinary people could not capture it with the naked eye.

Even so, the male cultivator did not show panic in his every move, and the weapons of the two kept colliding. After the other party became familiar with Lin Xuanzhong's attack method, it was difficult for Lin Xuanzhong to avoid the opponent's attack, not only that, but he couldn't compare to the opponent's strength every time he competed. Fighting back and forth, there is no possibility of winning, and it seems that the body method has completely lost its effectiveness.

It didn't take long for Lin Xuanzhong to realize that no matter which direction he attacked the opponent, the opponent could block it in time. The opponent's use of the sword style is smooth, there is no deficiency, and the so-called sword body may refer to a person's swordsmanship attainments after reaching a certain level, and he himself has a complete offensive and defensive system.

Unless Lin Xuanzhong's strength far exceeds that of the other party, it is difficult to change the current situation. In terms of swordsmanship alone, Lin Xuanzhong was already unable to compare with the other party, let alone far surpass the other party. Unless it is to use five steps and eight wilderness, constantly create advantages for yourself, so as to defeat the opponent in the end.

But the five steps and eight desolations have the characteristics of being too brisk, and they are not very suitable on the wet ground, if it weren't for the hard work in the Ling family's forbidden land for a period of time, it may be difficult to even perform the four steps and eight desolations now because of the slippery ground. The problem of using the body technique made Lin Xuanzhong realize a key point, a strong body technique seems to need to be supported by a strong body technique in order to work anywhere.

Not long after falling into trouble again, Lin Xuanzhong wanted to understand why he had been practicing the body method recently but had never improved, and the key problem was still in the body.

I thought that my body was strong enough now, but it seemed that it was still a little short of supporting the use of the Eight Desolation Steps. Unexpectedly, he figured out a problem that bothered him when he was in danger, and at the same time as he was suddenly opened, Lin Xuanzhong only had a feeling that it was too late.

"When, dang, dang," the opponent's attacks became more and more continuous, but there were no flaws at all, I don't know how many times better than Ling Zihao's swordsmanship. In the face of such a superb opponent in swordsmanship, Lin Xuanzhong's previous battle intent gradually wore out under the continuous suppression. After completely falling behind, it can only be said that it is stubbornly resisting.

"Do you have any last words to say as soon as possible, lest I blame Jiuquan for not giving you a chance," After completely suppressing Lin Xuanzhong, the other party was already very confident. Even without Ruan Ming's help, this person was sure that he would kill Lin Xuanzhong.

"You are very strong," the last words were not, but Lin Xuanzhong did have a lot to say until now, and what he wanted to say the most was to praise the other party's strength. I have to say that the opponent in front of him is the strongest enemy Lin Xuanzhong has ever encountered in his life.

"Inexplicably," Lin Xuanzhong's praise that contained a thousand words only made the other party dissatisfied. It stands to reason that what Lin Xuanzhong should do now is to beg for mercy, but what he gave was a compliment, which was completely out of the consideration of the man in black, but one thing is for sure, Lin Xuanzhong is by no means flattering this person, so the more this person thinks about it, the more he feels that Lin Xuanzhong is inexplicably wonderful.

"If you want to kill me, it's not that easy," after going through hardships to get to where he is today, he just understood the problem of body cultivation, Lin Xuanzhong didn't want to die yet. No matter where he got the confidence, in short, Lin Xuanzhong felt that he would not be killed easily.

"Then I'll see what else you can do," the man in black struck again as if he was enraged by Lin Xuanzhong's response, and spared no effort to launch a round of attacks on Lin Xuanzhong.

Lin Xuanzhong had already lost the ability to attack actively just now, and now he could only defend passively.

At the same time, Yu Tong, who was not far away, finally killed an opponent at the cost of being injured, but because of the injury, he could no longer beat the other. Under the attack of the man in black, the situation was no better than Lin Xuanzhong.

In the past period, two generals and five lieutenants have been killed in battle, and as long as the fighting does not stop for a moment, the casualties on the upper echelons of the night army will increase. Fortunately, at this time, there were also seven people killed on Ruan Yi's side.

Originally, there were thirty-five seventh-order martial cultivators, but now there were twenty-eight left, counting Lin Xuanzhong and Zhang Jiutian, there were still twenty-one people on the side of the night army, and the difference in numbers caused seven people to still face two opponents. Those who had never had an advantage against an opponent were now in a state of sharp turn for the worse with one against the other. Unless you kill people desperately first like Yu Tong, you can only wait to be killed.

Based on the initial gap in numbers, Yan Nantian and the others were facing more and more pressure. Fortunately, Ruan Yi and the others were also not much better, after a stalemate with the night army generals for almost half an hour, the other team encountered strong resistance from the night army, and the number kept shrinking.

Before achieving significant results in killing the generals of the Night Army, Ruan Yi had to order the other team to burn all the food and grass of the Night Army as soon as possible at all costs, in short, it must be completely planned.

After receiving Ruan Yi's instructions, many black-clothed men rushed forward desperately, rushed to the grain and grass, and then threw the oil lamps in the night army camp onto the grain cart with local materials. From the beginning to the present, more and more grain trucks have caught fire, illuminating the surroundings.

"Quickly put out the fire," the fire of the grain cart was more important than the night army blocking the men in black, and in a hurry, the commanders who were originally responsible for blocking the men in black shouted loudly one by one, letting the soldiers who could not participate in the battle be responsible for putting out the fire.

Unfortunately, they had no water source, and it was a drop in the bucket to use the water stored in the camp to fight the fire, and in the end, some night soldiers could only rush to the grain truck and use their weapons to pick aside the upper and outer things that were already on fire, and then save as much as they could.

In the firelight, those busy figures made Yan Nantian figure out a question, to deal with Ruan Yi and the others, it is not enough to rely on them, or need the help of the army, the night army has fifteen thousand soldiers, but the other party should be less than a hundred now, now everyone should kill those black-clothed people who rushed to the side of the grain cart at all costs, instead of being busy fighting the fire. Only by dealing with those men in black will the officers below have a chance to come and help them.

"All the soldiers obey the order, and kill all the assassins quickly at all costs," Yan Nantian shouted loudly towards the area where the ordinary soldiers were, intending to make those commanders desperately kill the man in black in front of them.

After receiving Yan Nantian's order, many ordinary soldiers, under the leadership of some commanders, kept gathering together, and then rushed towards the black-clothed men who were surrounded by them one by one. Under the influence of each other, ordinary soldiers gradually became brave.

"Kill," for a while, the camp shouted and killed, and many black-clothed people who were busy attacking the grain cart were surrounded by the night army one after another. Under the night army's round after round of charges, they gradually lost their strength and were defeated by the night army, and then they were killed by the night army one after another.

"Kill," the fall of those men in black aroused the heart of the night army to kill the enemy bravely, and then no matter where the men in black were, how many people numbered, they were constantly surrounded by the night army.

"Ah......" screams came and went, and the men in black, who were originally small in number, fell one after another. It didn't take long for it to find some men in black on the battlefield.

(Until I find the way I want to go for the pig's feet, this book will be written forever, I hope to support it)