Chapter 102

"Aunt Shuilian," Seeing that the middle-aged woman stabbed the black-clothed robber with a sword, and she was about to fall, Lin Xuanzhong rushed over desperately to support the middle-aged woman.

"Qingfeng, promise my aunt to live well. At the time of dying, the middle-aged woman used almost all the strength of her body to explain Lin Xuanzhong with a serious face, and then closed her eyes forever with a gentle smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Aunt Shuilian, don't you want to die?" Seeing that the middle-aged woman was powerless to die, Lin Xuanzhong shouted a few words again and again as if he had lost his mind, but to no avail.

"When", a sharp sound sounded in his ears, when Lin Xuanzhong was grieving, the man in black just now didn't want to let go of the opportunity to take Lin Xuanzhong's life again, but at the critical moment, Lao Zhang came over with a long sword and blocked the attack of the man in black in time.

"Qingfeng, you have to cheer up a little, don't live up to the heart of the water lotus. Looking at Lin Xuanzhong, who was full of grief, Lao Zhang was almost yelling. Maybe this is the only way to wake up Lin Xuanzhong, who is nervously numb.

Raising his head suddenly, Lin Xuanzhong saw Lao Zhang with a sad face covering his wounds but only staring at himself, and his body couldn't help but shake, and then he saw the black-clothed robber staring at him not far away. That expressionless look as if everything had nothing to do with it, thinking that the middle-aged woman died because of herself, Lin Xuanzhong was instantly full of hatred for the robber in front of him.

If it weren't for herself, maybe the middle-aged woman wouldn't have died, and when she thought of blaming herself for everything, Lin Xuanzhong hated herself desperately.

"Qingfeng, what are you waiting for," Seeing that Lin Xuanzhong was indifferent to his shout, Lao Zhang shouted anxiously again.

Looking at Lao Zhang again, Lin Xuanzhong slowly came to his senses, and the grief and numbness in his eyes gradually dissipated.

"Qingfeng, you have to live well. The middle-aged woman's voice seemed to still echo in her ears, and the long sword in Lin Xuanzhong's hand was clenched tighter. When Lao Zhang rushed forward despite Lin Xuanzhong, and was about to fall down after being shocked back by the other party, Lin Xuanzhong put down the body he was holding onto, and stepped forward to directly support Lao Zhang.

"Brother Zhang, you have a good rest, let me come," After speaking, Lin Xuanzhong took a long breath, and then quickly attacked the black-clothed robber with his long sword.

After the members of the mercenary team died one after another, Lin Xuanzhong finally understood one thing by now, he didn't want them to die, let alone die because of himself.

The scenes from the time when he used to get along with those people kept coming to mind, as long as he thought that he would never see them again in the future, Lin Xuanzhong didn't want to hear any more grief now. The emotions of grief and indignation erupted like a flood, and after striking again, Lin Xuanzhong was like a different person, with a fierce look in his eyes and no confusion, and only hatred for those robbers.

Three steps and two steps, the two of them fought together again, and after striking again, with just a simple move, Lin Xuanzhong resisted the opponent's attack with the strength of a third-order martial cultivator without showing any defeat. In the case of extreme grief and indignation, Lin Xuanzhong completely calmed down. In this way, when the opponent's strength was not as good as before, Lin Xuanzhong quickly saw through all the characteristics of the opponent's moves.

Immediately afterwards, under Lin Xuanzhong's constant attacks. On the contrary, the man in black began to show flaws, and his attacks were no longer as sharp as before, and in a blink of an eye, Lin Xuanzhong, who was in disarray, gained the upper hand.

At the same time, several more mercenary members in the melee area died. Just now, the middle-aged team leader gave clear instructions, and the situation did improve after everyone rose up to resist, but it didn't take long, and under the disadvantage of numbers, a new round of casualties among the mercenary team was about to start after seriously injuring several robbers.

"Lao Li!"

"Ah......h

"When"

The screams, screams of sorrow, and the constant sound of weapons colliding were mixed together, and the surroundings became more and more noisy, but Lin Xuanzhong became more and more calm. Just like in the Ghost City. That night, for the people of the Three Alliances, Lin Xuanzhong was an absolute killing god.

One step at a time, as long as it is not a fifth-order martial cultivator, under Lin Xuanzhong's attack, ordinary martial cultivators have no chance to fight back at all.

It's just that now Lin Xuanzhong is no longer the Lin Xuanzhong of that night, so he can't behave like that. Of course, since he fought the man in black again just now, Lin Xuanzhong's whole temperament has been very different. And when Lin Xuanzhong counterattacked, on Mo Lingyun's side, the three fifth-order martial cultivators trapped him in the middle, not giving Mo Lingyun any chance to break through, so that most of the time Mo Lingyun was resisting the attacks of the three with the strength of one person.

The consumption of qi is extraordinary, and now Mo Lingyun is not only moving slower, but also has many wounds on his body, which is even more embarrassing than Lin Xuanzhong. Mo Lingyun's situation can be described as a battle of trapped beasts, and there is obviously no chance of winning at all.

On the middle-aged leader's side, a long time has passed since the two sides started the war, and under the siege of two opponents with the strength of the same realm, the middle-aged team leader also has some injuries, but the other two have underestimated the strength of the middle-aged team leader after all. Not only Ye Long but also the man in black, the wounds on the two of them are no less than those of the middle-aged team leader, it can be said that after fighting for so long, neither side has benefited.

The only difference is that the longer it drags on, the more beneficial it is for the bandits, and conversely, the more detrimental it is to the mercenary team.

"I'm afraid your men won't last long, do you think it's really useful to keep going? "It's still that Ye Long big man who speaks, and he hasn't been able to win the middle-aged team leader until now, and this person is indeed a little unbearable. Now mentioning the situation in the melee area, it is obvious that he wants to put psychological pressure on the middle-aged team leader.

In fact, the middle-aged team leader has been under tremendous pressure all along, and now the bold man has spoken out, which only makes those pressures more obvious.

On the other side, the man in black didn't speak from beginning to end, and his expression was gloomy and he wanted to kill the middle-aged leader as soon as possible. As one of the commanders in the tent had said, they had to find a way to get the most out of the minimum losses, because they didn't have a lot of people in total and even fewer people after they split up, so after receiving instructions from above, this man wanted to end the battle as soon as possible.

In addition, there is not much time for them to do their hands in this middle area, and once those mercenary teams pass through the forest, they will have fewer opportunities to do so, so they will only have a few days to actually move. In this way, in a limited time, the more mercenary teams they can intercept, the more they will gain.

It is precisely because of those factors that it is indeed not a good thing for them that the middle-aged team leader now has to lead his subordinates to resist stubbornly. Although they have a great advantage in numbers and strength from beginning to end, just like the middle-aged woman who died in battle, they will also pay their lives or be seriously injured due to the mercenary dying counterattack, so even if they succeed in the end, their losses will be great.

The only way to minimize the loss at the moment is for the two of them to kill the middle-aged leader as soon as possible, once the mercenary team loses its leader, just like a soldier loses their general, all members will inevitably collapse as a result, so it is indeed not a good thing for the middle-aged leader to be alive to complete their mission.

Of course, the middle-aged team leader also understands this, so after giving the instruction to fight to the death, the middle-aged team leader never gave up no matter what situation he faced. Now, even if the other party has the intention to use the situation in the melee area to interfere with the middle-aged team leader, the middle-aged team leader will not be attacked by the two because of this.

"It's really stubborn!" Seeing that the middle-aged team leader was silent for a long time, he didn't respond to his reply at all, and the movements in his hands didn't stop, Ye Long was a little dissatisfied, and added with some disappointment.

"Black Panther, if you don't show some real skills, the loss of this mission will be too great, don't blame you for putting the blame on your head. Since it was useless to put pressure on the middle-aged team leader, Ye Long had to change his method and use threats to motivate his companions.

"Hmph, I still need to say it. The man in black was obviously a little dissatisfied with his companion's words, and immediately snorted coldly.

In fact, Ye Long's task was to poison the mercenary team, and the man in black's task was to attack and kill, so Ye Long could indeed put the blame on the man in black.

Then, "I saw the man in black throw a medicine bottle to the big man."

"Hehe, it seems that Black Panther, you have developed some good things again, why didn't you take them out earlier?" Ye Long took the medicine bottle with one hand, and without saying a word, he took out a pill from it and took it.

"It's nothing, I didn't think I needed it. In the face of his companion's inquiry, the man in black explained coldly, then took out another medicine bottle and came out, and sprinkled some powdery things on the weapon with a gloomy expression.

"You come to attract his attack, and I come to poison him. ”

"Hmph, I hope your masan is useful. The two of them said a word, and soon the middle-aged team leader realized that the other party was going to use despicable means.

Seeing that the other party sprinkled the medicinal powder on the weapon, the middle-aged team leader was thinking about the so-called "numbness" in Ye Long's mouth.

Masan, a poison that is usually in powder form, can penetrate the skin and penetrate the flesh, thus having a paralyzing effect on Wu Xiu's nerves. After being poisoned for a long time, it was difficult for Wu Xiu, who could have slaughtered cattle with his bare hands, to even kill chickens, and the middle-aged team leader naturally knew what Ma San was, and as long as he thought about the other party's means of poisoning his subordinates at the beginning, the middle-aged team leader thought that the Ma San used by the man in black would never be an ordinary poison.

Next, the middle-aged team leader had to be a little more careful.

Then the two sides fought again, and sure enough, the attack of the big man was the mainstay, supplemented by the attack of the man in black. It can be seen that Ye Long is creating opportunities for the man in black, and the man in black is waiting for the opportunity to make a move.