"Not good! He's a master! ”

Such a terrifying scene made the crowd of people who rushed over fearful.

But at this time, there was no way to retreat, and the riders had no choice but to rush over.

Lin Zhongtian laughed loudly, and the speed of the horse under his crotch gradually increased, and the iron spear in his hand was like a black poisonous dragon, flying up and down in the air, constantly picking up the blades of the comers, and by the way, inserting the tip of the spear into their chests and necks.

"Puff-poof-puff-"

Along the way, the blood bloomed in the mist like red lotuses.

All the horsemen who passed by were all on their backs, and none of them could survive a single move under him.

Seeing that Lin Zhongtian entered the range of the convoy, the woman in white immediately shouted angrily.

"Shoot the arrows!"

"Woooo

The arrows pierced the air and rained down on Lin Zhongtian and his warhorse under his crotch.

Such a dense rain of arrows is difficult to dodge at the angle of flat shooting, and can only be resisted by martial arts.

Seeing this scene, Ding Xiu and the others couldn't help but sweat for Lin Zhongtian.

Zhao Lihe also frowned slightly, he was not worried about Lin Zhongtian's life, but the black horse was not wearing armor, and it was difficult to save his life in such a dense rain of arrows.

Lin Zhongtian also realized this.

I saw him laugh loudly and slap his palm on the black horse under his crotch.

Wisps of gray mist poured out of his palms like a swimming dragon, sinking into the black horse's body, constantly moving on its surface, strengthening its skin and mane at great speed.

The thrill of the rapid evolution of life made the black horse raise his head excitedly and let out a long hiss.

At the same time, Lin Zhongtian concentrated and mobilized the attention of his whole body to open the white-eyed perspective.

In an instant, the world in front of me seemed to freeze as if the pause button had been pressed.

The flying arrows are like specimens solidified in amber, and they are delicate in the white-eyed perspective of Lin Zhongtian.

Lin Zhongtian waved the spear in his hand, and slowly and accurately clicked on each flying arrow from the perspective of a white-eyed eye, allowing the arrows to slowly deflect and crash into the other arrows.

These affected arrows will also deflect and crash into other arrows.

This repetition has triggered a chain reaction that is like a miracle.

In the eyes of others, Lin Zhongtian just waved the iron spear in his hand at a very fast speed, and those arrows that shot were magically picked up by him.

Occasionally, a few fish slipped through the net, and they only flew by rubbing the fur of the black horse under his crotch.

The tough fur and arrows sparked fiercely, but not even a single hair broke.

In this way, Lin Zhongtian rode a horse, brandished a spear, and broke out of the rain of arrows unscathed.

Seeing this magical scene, the woman in white couldn't help but let out a stunned exclamation.

"How is this possible?!"

Before the words fell, Lin Zhongtian had already rushed to the front of the convoy.

The sword and shield bearers standing at the front of the convoy immediately raised their shields and tried to resist the collision of the horses.

The crossbowmen, who were hiding behind the sword and shield men, had just set up their bowstrings, and before they could shoot a second arrow, they saw the sky in the forest leap over their heads, like a divine soldier descending from heaven.

A jet-black poisonous dragon emerged from the slanted thorns, rapidly enlarging in their field of vision.

"Poof—"

Sen Ran's spears formed a deadly arc in the air, and blood bloomed from the necks of all the crossbowmen within a radius of five meters.

Their eyes widened in disbelief as they stared at the back, their hands on their blood-gushing necks, their throats shutting with ho-ho, and they fell to the ground with shock and reluctance.

The forest was non-stop, and the spear in his hand was raised flat, and he went straight to the carriage in the middle.

The guards who stood in the way were already frightened by the bravery of the enemy, and they retreated in fear.

Seeing this scene, the woman in white knew that something was wrong, and immediately pulled out the Western sword at her waist and shouted.

"The factory has an order, and whoever stops this person will be rewarded with ten taels of gold! Whoever takes his head will be rewarded with one hundred taels of gold! ”

Wealth is moving!

Huang Chengcheng's gold was in front of him, and the convoy guards suddenly boosted their morale, and they rushed over with angry shouts.

Lin Zhongtian did not dismount, and stabbed left and right with the iron gun in his hand, killing a bloody path from the dense crowd.

The iron spear weighing more than forty catties, with the blessing of Lin Zhongtian's terrifying power, is like a legendary divine weapon, as long as it touches the blade in the enemy's hand, it can be broken and picked away.

Enemies wielding blades will also be shaken open by the terrifying force, and their arms will be numb and unconscious.

The enemy who tried to block the way was pierced through the chest by Lin Zhongtian's shot, and then his arms exerted his strength, and with a loud shout, the corpse hanging on the tip of the gun was violently thrown away, and crashed into the guards who surrounded him.

Lin Zhongtian's hands kept moving, constantly taking one life after another.

Suddenly, the convoy was full of corpses, stumps and rivers, like Shura hell, which made people feel cold all over their bodies.

Seeing this scene, not to mention the enemy who was facing Lin Zhongtian, even Ding Xiu couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Sure enough...... There are only wrong names on these rivers and lakes, and there are no wrong nicknames! ”

"Ding Xiu!"

Zhao Lihe immediately frowned and shouted in a low voice.

Ding Xiu pursed his lips, stopped talking, and continued to watch the hellish scene of Shura with the other men in black.

Among the many guards who worked for money, there were also some dead soldiers raised by Wei Zhongxian.

These dead men don't care about money, they just want to drag Lin Zhongtian here.

Therefore, on the way forward for Lin Zhongtian, from time to time, a few dead soldiers climbed on the roof of the carriage and yelled and pounced on Lin Zhongtian, trying to drag him off the horse and completely trapped here.

In the face of such a dead soldier who fought for his life, Lin Zhongtian was merciless.

The iron spear in his hand swung violently, turning the blade into an axe, and from top to bottom, it split diagonally in half in mid-air.

Blood and internal organs spilled from the air, like a handful of cold water, dousing many of the guards who had been carried away by money.

Seeing that many of the guards were frightened and retreated, the woman in white snorted angrily and urged the horse to come to the car.

"Factory Father, the martial arts of the person who came are amazing, I am afraid that we are not opponents, we must cover your retreat first!"

There was no sound in the carriage, just an old palm stretched out and waved it gently.

The woman in white understood what he meant, and immediately ordered the coachman to turn around and retreat with seven or eight light cavalry escort carriages.

At the same time, the other two lavishly decorated wagons in the convoy also reversed course and withdrew under the cover of the escort.

It's a pity that such a suspicious tactic has no effect in front of Lin Zhongtian, who has a white-eyed perspective.

Without any hesitation, Lin Zhongtian turned his horse's head and chased towards the carriage where Wei Zhongxian was.

At the same time, several dead soldiers drove horses and dragged several baggage carts and stopped them on the road that Lin Zhongtian had to pass, as if they wanted to use the power of the carriage to drag Lin Zhongtian's footsteps.

But Lin Zhongtian didn't care, and jumped from the horseback before approaching the frame.

The spear swept by, severing the neck of one dead soldier in an instant, and piercing the chest of another with a puddle of flesh.

The tip of the spear pierced through his chest and was nailed to the cart behind the dead man.

Lin Zhongtian landed on the ground, held the handle of the gun with his right hand, and kicked it with his foot.

"Bang-"

With just one foot, the baggage cart full of grain and grass moved out horizontally against the ground, revealing a gap of about two meters.

At the same time, the black horse galloped over, passing through the gap without slowing down.

When passing by, Lin Zhongtian grabbed the saddle, turned over on the horse, and continued to move forward.

Seeing this scene, the woman in white was shocked.

Looking at the carriage beside her, the woman in white gritted her teeth, took out a small bow and crossbow from her waist, and pulled the trigger towards the sky.

"Boom!"

The arrows whizzed into the air, exploding into a brilliant firework in midair.

The cavalry, who was guarding the other two carriages, received the signal, immediately turned around and chased after them.

The woman in white herself stopped the seven or eight cavalrymen beside the carriage and turned around with them to meet Lin Zhongtian.

At the same time, the guards in the convoy had lost their fighting spirit and scrambled for their horses, intending to flee the area.

"Zheng—"

The cold light flashed, and one of the guards was beheaded, and the headless body slowly collapsed in the gushing blood.

The guards who were fighting with him for horses froze in place, and when they looked up, they saw a flash of light gradually enlarged in front of their eyes.

"Poof—"

The guard clutched his neck and fell to the ground.

Zhao Lihe waved the long knife in his hand, and the blood on the blade suddenly drew a blood line on the ground.

Behind him, nine men in black, including Ding Xiu, followed, each drew his weapon, and looked at the frightened guards in the convoy with eyes like dead people.

"Kill them."

Zhao Lihe said in a cold tone.