"I'm a very well-behaved person."

Yes?

That...... Why?

Luo Zheng wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask.

Don't look at Lin Mo on the surface is no different from ordinary people, but once he knows that his realm is a ninth-order master, Luo Zheng doesn't dare to breathe in front of him.

Especially this one is not controlled at all, making him a head and two big.

"Don't worry."

Lin Mo saw the tangled look on Luo Zheng's face, and it was difficult to say comfort.

"My mission is to protect the border of South Vietnam from others, but I don't want to fight like I did yesterday, so I invited the other side's generals to come."

Saying this, Luo Zheng understood a lot.

Mr. Lin This is like the diplomatic means used in the negotiations between the two countries, showing his wrists, comparing who is stronger than the general of the Southern Army of Xichu Town.

Tell the other party that there are ninth-order martial artists in South Vietnam, and let the other party throw a mouse trap, so that he will not dare to invade the territory of South Vietnam again.

Thinking about this, Luo Zheng said that it was not disappointment but fake.

He also counted on Lin Mo to be able to strike and kill the enemy army like he did in the first battle of the canyon.

Sure enough, it is a person who lives in seclusion in the mountains and forests, and he can't see bloody fighting.

"Mr. Lin is merciful."

Luo Zheng squeezed out a sentence dryly.

Lin Mo didn't say anything with a smile, and he didn't refute, just looked in the direction of the west.

Soon.

The black head appeared in the field of vision, and the leader carried a cold and shining steel axe, which was particularly eye-catching.

"He is the general of the Zhennan Army?"

Lin Mo asked, pointing to the flashing axe.

Luo Zheng squinted his eyes and looked ahead, his eyesight was not as strong as Lin Mo, he really couldn't see it, so he could only smile.

"I'm not familiar with the southern army of that town either."

"If that's the case, then we have to let them come."

Yes?

Luo Zheng was confused.

Listening to Mr. Lin's meaning, how does it seem that he has confirmed who is the chief general of the Zhennan Army and is preparing to ambush him halfway?

But didn't Mr. Lin just say that he wouldn't do anything that violated the rules of martial arts...... Just when Luo Zheng hesitated, Xichu's cavalry had already rushed to the fence outside the barracks.

There is no intention of stopping at all.

"The surname is Luo, you deceived my Zhennan Army too much, today I am the chief general of the Zhennan Army, and today I will seek justice for my dead brothers!"

"Rush! Annihilate them all! ”

Pan Shiyi originally planned to explore the details first to see if there were any other ambushes in South Vietnam.

But along the way, through judgment, it was learned that South Vietnam had no ambush troops at all on the way back, and within five miles to the east, scouts came to report, and there were no hidden soldiers and horses.

Other words.

The 2,000 people in the barracks in front of him were all the soldiers and horses of the South Vietnamese border army.

So what else is there to do about saluting first and then soldiering?

Anyway, they all want to fight, so they just rush forward while South Vietnam is defenseless and directly destroy all the people.

In this way, even if there are follow-up negotiations with the South Vietnamese side, it is up to them to judge whether it is black or white, and what exactly happened.

"Damn, the people of Western Chu don't talk about martial arts, and they even want to sneak attack after they have a post?!"

Luo Zheng was angry and annoyed, so he had to look at Lin Mo.

The person was invited by Lin Mo.

Although the soldiers and horses in the camp have always been on guard against the soldiers and horses of Western Chu, they are indeed a little reluctant in the face of a thousand elite horsemen.

"Don't panic, I invited the person, since he doesn't follow the rules, then don't blame me for being ruthless."

Lin Mo was also caught off guard by the other party's blow.

He didn't want to kill him, he just wanted to complete the agreement with Zhang Junlin.

But if the other side insists on invading South Vietnam, it is the enemy.

He is still willing to persuade potential enemies to retreat, but there is only one way to deal with the enemy who shows his weapons - killing without mercy.

"Rush with me!"

Relying on excellent equestrian skills, he crossed the fence used to intercept in front of the South Vietnamese military camp.

When Pan Shiyi saw the South Vietnamese soldiers standing still as if they were frightened, he couldn't help but laugh.

"These people were able to completely wipe out the elite team sent before, and it was really shit luck."

He raised the axe in his hand and was about to slash forward.

saw a man in a blue cloth clad crashing into him head-on.

The man's speed was not fast, but his speed was extremely fast, and when he thought of the herald soldier mentioning it, it was this man who took his greetings, and Pan Shiyi's face smiled even deeper.

"Looks like a staff member, this is dying and trying to find a good time."

"Okay, I'll do it for you!"

Because the other party was like a scholar who had no power to tie the chicken, Pan Shiyi didn't want to use a knife to kill the chicken, so he didn't use all his strength at all.

Aiming at the other party's neck, he slashed down at random.

Even if he only used twenty percent of his strength, he was able to chop a fifth-order peak martial artist into pieces with an axe under the pincer attack of internal strength.

And as far as he knew, even Luo Zheng, the highest South Vietnamese general here, was not as good as the peak of the fifth order in the martial arts realm.

In this battle, he will win a big victory, and it will be very easy to win.

Pan Shiyi thought easily, and the axe fell very easily.

It's just that when he saw the other party raise his right hand and make a gesture to grab the axe he fell, he still subconsciously added all his strength to the giant axe in his hand.

With this split, he could already imagine that the South Vietnamese man in front of him would be split in half, and his body would be blasted into a pool of flesh and blood with his strength.

Clang!

The sound of gold and stone meeting rang in my ears.

A violent tingling sensation spread from the fingertips holding the handle of the axe to the palm of the hand, and instantly spread to the whole body.

Click!

Before Pan Shiyi could react, the blocked giant axe cracked through the middle and smashed into pieces to the ground.

"Whew!"

The invisible energy transmitted from Lin Mo's arm finally exploded in Pan Shiyi's body.

Pan Shiyi, who was still full of spring breeze just now, has a distorted and hideous face at the moment.

And the horse he stepped on also let out a miserable neigh, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Grunt......

Pan Shiyi's body was completely out of control, and he threw himself forward and rolled several times, until he hit Lin Mo's raised right foot, stopped suddenly, and made a "bang" sound of violent impact, followed by opening his mouth and squirting out a mouthful of blood mist with blood clots.

The leading general was shot down and dismounted, and he also lost his weapon.

The cavalry behind stopped their horses in time, and a dozen of them were still squeezed into the camp.

Almost they just crossed the line.

The axe fragments that fell to the ground were swept up by a whirlwind, flashing with cold light, and shot at their front door with unmistakable precision.

"Hmm!"

"Plop!"

The cavalrymen on horseback were killed by a single blow, and when the reins in their hands were released, they all fell under their horses.

The cavalry of Western Chu finally realized that although there were no South Vietnamese soldiers and horses in front of them, there was an even more terrifying existence.

That is a high-level martial artist whose martial arts realm is higher than Pan Shiyi.

And looking at the difference in action between the two, the other party is at least the strength of the middle and upper ranks of the eighth order!

Could it be that the prince of Nanyue is here in person?

"You...... Be...... Who? ”

When Pan Shiyi opened his mouth, blood foam continued to gush out.

He knew that he was going to die if he had more air out and less air in.

But he didn't want to die in vain.

"Are you...... South Vietnam...... Prince ......"

"It's not."

Lin Mo retorted directly and asked him rhetorically.

"You are Pan Shiyi, the commander of the Zhennan Army?"

Before the final blow, Lin Mo did not forget to confirm the identity of the other party.

Pan Shiyi opened his mouth, but he was speechless at this time.

Fortunately, Lin Mo didn't have such a deep obsession with whether he was Pan Shiyi or not.

Anyway, he only kills people who cross the line.

Similarly.

Whoever crosses the line, he will kill.

"This is South Vietnamese territory, and your feet are stretched too far."

After Lin Mo announced Pan Shiyi's death sentence, with a wave of his palm, the handle of the axe rose spontaneously as if someone was manipulating.

Then, it slammed into the position where Pan Shiyi's giant axe just now should have landed on Lin Mo's heart.

"Poof......

Pan Shiyi spewed out a mouthful of blood mist again, and his eyes began to drift.

Before his consciousness vanished, he heard the mysterious high-level martial artist speak loudly.

"This is the border of South Vietnam, and those who dare to cross the border will be killed."

"Give you a quarter of an hour to go back, and if you don't want to, I'll give you a ride."

Hurry back!

Pan Shiyi opened his mouth but couldn't speak.