It was another dull morning, no different from the past, when a mighty and headless convoy appeared on the avenue and headed for the south gate.

When the soldiers' checkpoint was still more than a hundred meters away, the convoy slowly stopped, and Justin poked his head out of the second carriage, looked around for a moment, and couldn't help but find Moxinco.

"Hi ......" Mo Xinke still walked out of the small bar with the giant sword on his shoulder, but this time, he was not alone, Han Jin and Lang Ning were both following him, and Lang Ning was still carrying a dozen knights behind him.

"Mo ...... Master Moshinke?" Justin's expression changed immediately, and it was clear that he recognized Lang Ning.

The curtain of the car was raised, Borg came out, and Han Jin and several others were full of malicious smiles on their faces, even if he was really stupid to the extreme, and he didn't know how to observe other people's expressions, but the person who shouldn't have appeared appeared, which has proven everything.

With the sharp whistle, a team of heavily armed knights appeared outside the town, blocking the way out of the town, and a team of soldiers also drilled out of the alley on the side of the road, Borg's face turned blue, stared at Moxinke coldly, and said through gritted teeth: "Mosinko! You dare to betray me!!"

"Betrayal? You look down on yourself too much. Moxinke gloated and smiled: "Don't worry, we just carefully inspect your goods, if it's really okay, we'll let you go." ”

"Heh......" Borg's eyes became sharp, full of bitter hatred, and then spit out two words: "Die!"

A magic wand appeared in Borg's hand, and a large and conspicuous aqua blue magic crystal was embedded in it, and after he spat out those two words, the aqua blue magic crystal had shattered, turning into countless splashes of light, and at the same time, a huge and sharp ice pick shot towards Moshinko.

The speed of the magic release is too fast, and the speed of the ice pick is even faster, the most terrifying thing is that the ice pick technique belongs to the ninth order magic, even the great magician is difficult to release in an instant! Maybe the strength of the Borg itself has reached an unfathomable level, maybe he has exerted the power of the magic wand, but it is too late to say this, the result, the most important thing is the result!

The schadenfreude on Moxinke's face disappeared, he had just danced the giant sword, the icicle had penetrated his body, and it was cut into two parts, and the blood splashed in it, people could clearly see that Moxinke's upper body flew straight up, Lang Ning's position was lucky, not within the attack range of the icicle, but there were two knights behind him who were killed by the pond fish and were killed by the icicle at the same time.

The icicle killed several people in succession, but still unstoppable, blasting a two-meter-wide hole in the wall of the bar and flying into the bar, followed by a violent explosion, mixed with the screams of men and women full of fear.

Borg's face turned from iron blue to pale, and then he unleashed a seventh-order magic, the levitation technique, and his body rose into the air.

As soon as his feet left the carriage, a tall wooden figure appeared out of thin air in front of him, hugged him tightly in a very enthusiastic and ambiguous posture, and threw him down and fell directly to the ground.

No matter how shocking the magic was just now, Borg was a magician after all, and he was tightly hugged by the wooden man released by Han Jin, and he couldn't break it out, not to mention that he had released the icicle technique and the levitation technique one after another, and now he was powerless to release other powerful magic.

"No......" Borg struggled desperately: "Help me!!"

Figures jumped from the carriage behind, some catching up with the soldiers, others rushing straight for the Borg.

Unfortunately, due to the distance, Han Jin appeared in front of Borg one step ahead of them, and smashed down with a fist, and with a bang, Borg's exposed right upper arm was smashed by Han Jin's punch, twisting at a strange angle, and then his left arm.

"Ah......" Borg let out an inhuman scream, and he didn't know where the strength came from, so he actually broke out a leg to kick Han Jin.

But magicians and people play hand-to-hand combat, can only ask for their own suffering, Han Jin lightly stretched out his hand, grabbed Borg's feet and neck, and then raised his leg and slashed, slashing on Borg's knee, click, Borg's head tilted, and he immediately passed out.

"Get out of here!" A guard who rushed over was so anxious that his eyes were red, and he swung his sword at Han Jin.

Han Jin snorted coldly, his figure went straight to meet him, with a flick of his left hand, he pulled out the opponent's long sword, and his right fist smashed out, hitting the guard's chest, and the guard's mouth spurted blood wildly, and flew out upside down.

After releasing the Divine Fighting Technique, Han Jin's body became extremely strong, and he would not directly resist the opponent's long sword, but chose the right angle to push the long sword away, plus the strength of those guards was not high, Han Jin was like a tiger entering a flock, every time he dialed, one of the guards would fly out upside down, and the others obviously saw Han Jin's movements, but they still couldn't resist his attack.

Because of speed and strength, there is a saying in technical strikes, one force will drop ten times! In the face of a huge gap, all skills have become useless tricks.

Lang Ning roared angrily and joined the battle group, like a mad tiger, Mo Xinke was a comrade-in-arms who accompanied Lei Zhe all the way into the barracks, he couldn't accept this result, let alone face Lei Zhe!

The soldiers swarmed up and fought with the caravan guards, both prepared and flustered, and the tide of battle quickly tilted in favor of the Riptide Legion.

Han Jin suddenly saw a ray of black light shooting towards him at a speed that was imperceptible to the naked eye, if it wasn't for the recent strengthening of his body, with his speed, it would be difficult to make corresponding movements even if he saw it! Han Jin hurriedly stretched out his right arm, blocking the black light, and an arrow spun and flew into the air.

A deep blood groove appeared on Han Jin's right arm, blood gushed out, and he also felt that his right arm was sore and painful, and he could barely move.

Han Jin raised his head violently, and saw a pair of eyes full of murderous intent, a turquoise arrow sank into the ground at the same time, with Han Jin as the center, pieces of vines with teeth and claws stretched out of the ground and rolled towards Han Jin.

Han Jin roared angrily, used the longitudinal technique, and jumped straight into the sky, his gaze did not dare to take off the other party's eyes, when his toes just left the ground, he found that a wisp of sarcasm flashed in the other party's eyes, and then he saw that a jet-black arrow had been buckled on the string.

Han Jin had a feeling of coldness all over her body, the posture of that elf was calm and confident, as if she had already pronounced the death sentence of her opponent, obviously, she was completely sure of this arrow. And Han Jin was in mid-air, with nowhere to borrow strength, and he couldn't release it, so he could only be a target.

Lost...... Han Jin groaned in his heart, he actually lost two life-saving talismans at once, the Fake Corpse Technique was the reason why he dared to fight hard with all his opponents, he couldn't imagine that if he didn't have the protection of the Fake Corpse Technique, how could he still walk in this world? At least for half a month, he could only hide honestly.

The black light flashed, what Han Jin was waiting for did not happen, the longbow in the elf's hand had been drawn into a full moon, but the arrow could not be shot out, because an arrow had entered her left ear, peeked out of her right ear, and had pierced her head!

Only then did Han Jin notice the figure of Shaniel, he couldn't describe the feeling of being lost and regained, if his surname was as unrestrained as Moxinke, he might have shouted: Shaniel, I love you......

"Kill ......" Lang Ning let out an angry roar, his wildly beating heart finally stabilized a little, the scene of Han Jin being sniped just now almost made him crazy, Moxinke was killed, if Han Jin also died here, then he could really kill himself on the spot!

"Kill ......" the soldiers shouted, there were only two high-ranking professionals in the caravan, and now they were killed and wounded, and all that was left was a flock of lambs to the slaughter.

Lang Ning struggled to swing his spear and knocked a caravan guard in front of him away, because of the agitation, his strength was a little stronger, and his body passed half sideways, but suddenly stiffened there, and his fighting spirit like a mad tiger disappeared without a trace out of thin air. There is only one person who can make him like this, and that is Moshinko, and if Moshinko is still alive, what is the point of him fighting like this?

Moshinko was standing on the corner of the street, clutching his greatsword, dumbfounded, stupid, as if he had been cut off from this world, and he still hadn't reacted.

"How can ......" Lang Ning couldn't believe his eyes, this was impossible! This was absolutely impossible! At such a close distance, in the face of the attack of the Instant Ice Pick Technique, there was absolutely no possibility for any professional below the eighth order to escape, not even thieves! Not to mention, he saw Moxinke killed with his own eyes!

The desperate resistance of the caravan guards provoked the ferocity of the soldiers, who were ruthless, often cutting down their opponents and then making up for a few blows, and if there were frightened horses running around, then even the horses were killed!

The whole street was full of blood, the sound of killing shook the sky, the ninth town is also an ancient town, the residents of the town have never experienced this kind of scene, they are all cowering in fear, no one dares to go out and watch at this time.

The resistance of the caravan guards became weaker and weaker, and only sporadic guards were left to huddle in the carriages, fighting for that little respite, at this time, they did not have the energy to think about whether the resistance was worthwhile, and only fought instinctively for their own survival.

The soldiers became more and more rude, they simply overturned the carriage, and then held their war guns at the carriage and poked it indiscriminately, and there was a carriage carrying several female dependents, who did not know who they were, but the soldiers did not care about the three seven twenty-one, and surrounded them without saying anything, so they cut down the female dependents to the ground.

In war, it is impossible to distinguish between individual behavior, oneself and one-comrade-in-arms are one group, all enemies, is another group, this is a fight between groups! Not to mention that the military discipline of the Riptide Regiment is extremely strict, and the soldiers will not have any other thoughts, since the enemy's group threatens their own survival, then, kill them all!

(To be continued)