"Three steps ahead, pounce."

Lin Xing's muscles and muscles twisted like steel wires, and with the power of Taiqing's long fist, the whole person pounced out like a tiger.

"After four steps, flash left."

His mind remembered the terrain ahead, and his legs shook, and then flashed to the left.

"Boulder ahead, dodge."

While thinking in his heart, Lin Xing showed his body like a crane spreading its wings and flashed behind a boulder.

After going back in time again and again, paying the price of one life after another, Lin Xing continued to hone the body, footwork, and strength in Taichu Changquan.

Taiqing Changquan (31.4% in the third layer) → Taiqing Changquan (58.1% in the third layer)

At the same time, in the process, he has gradually mastered the best route to break through, and can even gradually recite the position where he was shot.

If it was on the plains, no matter how many times Lin Xing charged, he would only be shot and killed.

But in this mountain forest, the terrain is complicated, there are many bunkers, and the bandits' vision is also limited.

So in the surprised eyes of countless people, they saw Lin Xing rushing left and right like a flexible lightning, relying on the cover of various big trees, boulders, and mountains, and actually rushed up like this.

On the other side, seeing Lin Xing rushing up, the swarthy young man said angrily: "Kill him for me!" ”

More bandits began to shoot at Lin Xing's location, and for a while the dust was flying, and the sound of crackling resounded through the mountains and forests.

Lin Xing only felt a pain in his right shoulder, knowing that he was still injured after all.

"No matter how complicated the terrain is, the closer you get, the more dangerous it becomes."

However, the severe pain that was enough to make ordinary people fear and retreat was nothing in the eyes of Lin Xing, who had died countless times and experienced hundreds of ways to die.

With just one footstep, the powerful flesh burst out with strength, and he began to sprint again.

The experience of death before was constantly churning in his mind, and one after another gaps were displayed in front of Lin Xing, looking at the swarthy young man who was getting closer and closer, he thought in his heart: "At least attack him this time." ”

Bang!

Shot in the abdomen.

Bang!

Shot in the thigh.

Although blood flashed on his body, Lin Xing only rolled after falling, then stumbled up again and continued to rush forward.

He thought to himself, "It's impossible to dodge all the bullets at this distance." ”

Countless deaths have given him more experience in fighting firearms.

When he couldn't avoid all the gunshot fire, he tried to actively choose the case of the less serious injury, and even moved the position of the chest, abdomen, and legs to make the position of the shot more controllable, trying to keep himself more mobile.

But it was still terrifying, and it was the first time he had managed to keep going after three shots.

Even Lin Xing himself was a little surprised, and secretly said in his heart: "This time it's good luck." ”

So under the shocked gaze of everyone, Lin Xing really broke through to the swarthy young man, although he was covered in blood at the moment, but in the eyes of everyone, he exuded a terrifying aura like some kind of fierce beast.

The next moment, a killing intent like substance erupted from Lin Xing's body.

The killing accident was put down, and the bandits who were relatively close around immediately felt that they were being violently shocked, and their bodies seemed to stiffen at this moment.

"Look for death." The swarthy young man at the head snorted coldly, raised the gun in his hand without being affected in the slightest, and aimed it at Lin Xing's location.

But just as he was about to pull the trigger, an invisible force hit the barrel of the gun, causing the muzzle of the gun to be crooked, and the bullet had missed.

It was Lin Xing who launched the Spirit Mind to hit the barrel of the gun.

The swarthy young man didn't have time to wonder what was going on, and he didn't have time to pull the bolt, looking at Lin Xing, who had already rushed to him, his face was hideous, and he drew his knife to meet him.

"I'm not afraid of death, am I." The swarthy young man's knife swept like a waterfall: "I'll let you know what is more terrifying than death." ”

Under the sweep of the sword light, Lin Xing, who was already injured, couldn't dodge, and left bloody marks on his body.

But the next moment, the sword light stopped instantly, and the swarthy young man screamed miserably, and suddenly covered his right eye.

Before he could react next, Lin Xing's spiritual thoughts struck him in the other eye again.

Then there was a big foot carrying the strength of a full 3.1 old man, like a sledgehammer, and slammed it into the crotch of the swarthy young man.

The swarthy young man, who was covering his eyes and screaming, snorted and fell to the ground with convulsions.

After doing all this, Lin Xing half-squatted on the ground with some strength: "Finally hit." ”

"I should be able to do better next time."

"But rushing up like this, even if you can kill a few, I'm afraid you will still be able to escape death in the end, and the power of the gun is too great after all......"

Just when Lin Xing was summing up the experience in his heart, he found that he had not died for a long time.

"Huh?"

He looked up and saw that the bandits had begun to retreat.

"What?" Lin Xing struggled to stand up, just trying to catch up.

"Don't run away!"

"Shoot!"

Just as he was chasing him out, a palm grabbed him.

When Lin Xing turned around, he saw Shi Yingwei's face, and also saw the scene of his soldiers charging forward, chasing down the bandits all the way.

It turned out that just now, when Lin Xing single-handedly rushed into the enemy formation, Shi Yingwei commanded the soldiers to cover.

Later, seeing that he had disrupted the opponent's battle line alone, the soldiers were also encouraged by Lin Xing's courage, and Shi Yingwei, who felt the opportunity, led his troops to support.

And when the swarthy youth was knocked down, the morale of the bandits, who had no military discipline to speak of, plummeted, and they immediately began to retreat under the charge of the soldiers.

At this moment, looking at Lin Xing, who was covered in blood and still had to fight, the admiration on Shi Yingwei's face was even stronger: "Brother Lin, you have injuries on your body, just leave the rest to us." ”

"I ......" Looking at the bandits who were fleeing farther and farther away, Lin Xing said angrily: "I can still fight!" ”

Two more soldiers stepped forward and grabbed him, looking at Lin Xing, who was covered in blood, and shouted, "Chief Lin! You're too badly injured to go up again! ”

Feeling that death was getting farther and farther away from him, Lin Xing was angry and anxious: "Let go of me!" ”

"I still have to fight!"

"Don't let those bandits run away!"

But Lin Xing, who was suppressed by more than a dozen soldiers, was already unable to move.

Looking at these people in front of him, he couldn't help but have a thought in his heart, why don't you take action against them? Let them kill me?

But the strong self-control ability made Lin Xing immediately suppress this bad thought.

"No, how can I think that......"

Maybe it was excessive bleeding, maybe it was the aggravation of the injury, even if Lin Xing was mentally able to bear it, his physical body seemed to have reached its limit after all.

With a wave of sleepiness set in, he fainted the next moment.

……

When he opened his eyes again, Lin Xing found himself lying in the wing.

The servants on the side immediately rushed out with shouts.

Soon more and more people came to him.

Zhang Dashuai sat in front of the bed, held Lin Xing's hand, looked at him and said: "Don't worry, Ben Shuai has invited the best doctor in the whole province to treat you, he has already dealt with your injuries, there is no big problem, and then you just need to recuperate." ”

Behind Zhang Dashuai, Shi Yingwei looked at Lin Xing and sighed: "You are really bold, rushing up with bullets?" ”

An officer on the side praised: "Single-handedly entered the enemy formation, wore more than a dozen wounds and fought to the death, and captured the enemy general with his own strength, Brother Lin is really a guts." ”