After killing Han Ying, Yang Lin immediately picked up the unconscious Wan Mingfei on his back, and then went in the direction where Zhu Guangde fled.

However, when passing by the place where he had fought with Han Ying before, Yang Lin suddenly paused, then he stretched out a hand, and then sucked it suddenly, and then saw that the sword that Han Ying had dropped on the side before was sucked in Yang Lin's hand.

Yang Lin pulled out the sword, and after scanning it twice, he exclaimed: If it is really a good sword, this sword is even better than the Dragon Sword that Yang Lin is using now, and I don't know what kind of origin this Han Ying is, not only can he have that strange swordsmanship, but even the sword in his hand is so extraordinary.

Throwing the sword into the storage bracelet, Yang Lin couldn't help but sweep Han Ying's body at the big stone, secretly guessing Han Ying's identity.

But after thinking about it for a while, Yang Lin couldn't think of a reason, so he finally gave up, anyway, Yang Lin asked himself about it, and he didn't know what he did, and all the living mouths were already dead, thinking that even if this Han Ying's identity was really against the sky, then no one would be able to find out that it was him Yang Lin who killed Han Ying.

Thinking of this, Yang Lin was relieved, and then he didn't stay any longer, and immediately used light skills to chase in the direction where Zhu Guangde, Zhao Yigong and others were going.

Although there was still a person on his back, Yang Lin's speed did not slow down at all, and after running for a long time, Yang Lin began to encounter corpses.

Yang Lin glanced at it and found that these dead people were Zhao Yigong's subordinates, and the death of these people was very peculiar, and there was no scar on their bodies, but they all had black faces, bleeding to death through seven holes, thinking that they must have been poisoned by some vicious poison.

Seeing this scene, Yang Lin couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, and said secretly: "Sure enough, Zhu Guangde is not easy to get along with, the other party can break through the name of 'life-urging scholar' on the rivers and lakes, and there are no ruthless means under his hands, how can it be possible." ”

Thinking like this in his heart, Yang Lin did not pause at all, even if he accelerated his speed to catch up, and along the way, Yang Lin could meet one or two corpses every dozens or hundreds of meters, these people were all Zhao Yigong's subordinates, and their deaths were all the same, if there was no accident, they would definitely die at the hands of Zhu Guangde.

When Yang Lin came to the dense forest smoothly, he saw that there were always seven or eight corpses lying here, judging from the surrounding traces, Zhu Guangde and Zhao Yigong must have fought fiercely here, but they just don't know what the result is.

Yang Lin just glanced around a few times, and then immediately carried Wan Ming on his back and flew into the dense forest, and after entering the dense forest, the road was not easy to walk, surrounded by green bushes, which inevitably slowed down Yang Lin's speed, but fortunately, they both fled and chased, and in a hurry, they left many traces on the original road, which made Yang Lin not lose people.

ran like this for about two moments, but Yang Lin finally faintly heard the sound of fighting, Yang Lin was immediately shocked, then slowed down, and cautiously sneaked in the direction where the fight was.

When Yang Lin approached the place, from a distance, he saw a clearing more than 100 meters away, at this time, Zhao Yigong was leading the remaining four or five subordinates to attack Zhu Guangde, and many people had fallen around them, and all of them were Zhao Yigong's subordinates.

When Yang Lin saw this scene, he was suddenly a little speechless, and secretly said that the generals were incompetent and exhausted the three armies. The incompetence of the leader is even more harmful to others and himself.

At this time, Zhao Yigong is such a virtue, he occupies an absolute advantage, and he was even seriously injured Zhu Guangde to make this virtue, it is really incompetent, if it is replaced by Yang Lin, then he will definitely choose to hang behind Zhu Guangde not far away, Zhu Guangde is seriously injured, the longer he runs, the more serious the injury, in this way, at least one or two hours, at most three or five hours, then no one to fight, Zhu Guangde himself has to lie down.

Where is it like Zhao Yigong, everything has a tendon, and he doesn't even need the slightest countermeasure, he has been chasing and beating so violently, he himself is fine, but the people under him have fallen into blood mold, and there are only a few people left who die, which is really speechless.

However, although Yang Lin vomited like this in his heart, this result was something he was very willing to see, the more ruthless Zhao Yigong and Zhu Guangde lost, then he could better pick up the cheap, so Yang Lin directly threw Wan Mingfei on his back to the ground, and then hid aside with a smile to watch the play.

Zhao Yigong and Zhu Guangde, who were in the midst of a fierce fight, naturally didn't know that Yang Lin was hiding on the side, and at this time, the two of them had already reached a fever pitch.

Although along the way, Zhao Yigong was used by Zhu Guangde to use a lot of intrigues and tricks to make heavy losses, but Zhu Guangde is also not happy, because after such a fierce escape, Zhu Guangde's abdominal injury has deteriorated very seriously, coupled with his repeated mobilization of true qi against the enemy, it makes him even worse, at this moment Zhu Guangde can no longer run, he must desperately kill Zhao Yigong and others, otherwise, waiting for him is only a dead end.

But he saw that half of Zhu Guangde's robe was soaked with blood, and due to excessive blood loss, his face was three points whiter than white paper, but Zhu Guangde couldn't care about it at this time, I saw that his palms were full of black gas, and every time he made a move, he was extremely ruthless, and he used the notorious Demon Dao Technique.

However, Zhao Yigong is not a vegetarian, although he is a little tendonary, but the kung fu under his hands is really not weak, Zhu Guangde and him under serious injuries are directly suppressed by Zhao Yigong, if Zhu Guangde has launched a ruthless, regardless of his own safety, he chooses to fight for his life, so that Zhao Yigong has some scruples, otherwise, Zhu Guangde may have been defeated.

After fighting like this for more than 20 moves, he saw that the five Zhao Yigong's subordinates who had been playing soy sauce around him saw the right time, and then the five of them shot at the same time, waving the steel knife in their hands from the top, middle, left, and right directions, respectively, and slashed at Zhu Guangde fiercely.

Zhu Guangde, who was being pressed and beaten by Zhao Yigong, faced this scene, and his face suddenly changed, he was already unavoidable at this time, if he was chopped, then if he didn't die, he would have to be seriously injured.

Thinking of this, a trace of madness quickly flashed in Zhu Guangde's eyes, and after he shouted 'fight', he bit his tongue heavily, and then opened his mouth and spit out a bloody arrow at Zhao Yigong who was close in front of him.

Seeing that this blood arrow was very strange, after flying out of Zhu Guangde's mouth, it turned out to be divided into two, then two into four, four illusions into eight, eight into sixteen, almost in an instant, the originally small blood arrow turned into ninety-nine eighty-one blood arrows, and finally flew towards Zhao Yigong with great speed and speed.

"Not good!"

Faced with this move, Zhao Yigong immediately exclaimed in his heart, and then he didn't hesitate to retreat immediately, but he had just been chasing and beating Zhu Guangde, and the two sides had always been in a state of close combat, and now in the face of Zhu Guangde's desperate blow, Zhao Yigong was in a hurry, but where did he have time to dodge.

In the next moment, most of the eighty-one blood arrows hit Zhao Yigong, but most of them were false, and in the end, only seven or eight blood arrows really hit Zhao Yigong.

But this was enough, and when he saw Zhao Yigong, who was shot by a blood arrow, he immediately let out a terrible scream, and then he threw away the big knife in his hand, and then covered his face with both hands and kept rolling on the ground, looking like he was in pain.

And Zhu Guangde didn't have time to care about Zhao Yigong at this time, after he spit out a bloody arrow at Zhao Yigong, he didn't have time to see the result, so he immediately turned around, and then spit out a bloody arrow at the five men who tried to attack him.

The martial arts of the five men are not high, this blood arrow can't even be dodged by Zhao Yigong, their martial arts are far worse than Zhao Yigong, so naturally they can't dodge it even more, and immediately the five of them were shot by several blood arrows, and then they all followed in the footsteps of Zhao Yigong, and they all rolled on the ground screaming, but the blood arrow contained highly poisonous, and these five people did not have Zhao Yigong's profound true qi, so in a short period of time, they all died one by one.

After Zhu Guangde on the other side spit out the two blood arrows, the whole person fell to the ground softly, and then, I saw that his body was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after a few breaths, Zhu Guangde, who was originally tall and handsome, became skinny and had a gray face.

And Yang Lin, who had been watching the play not far away, saw that after the battle was over, he immediately smashed his mouth twice, and at the same time was surprised by Zhu Guangde's last desperate blow, and he didn't know what kind of trick this was, the power was so good, he didn't hear of it.

However, the power is not bad, but after sweeping Zhu Guangde's appearance at this time, Yang Lin shook his head gently, the sequelae are too great, almost half a life will be lost, if one blow misses, then it is almost no different from sending him to death.

At this time, except for Zhao Yigong's screams in pain, there was no movement anymore, Yang Lin saw this, even if he was ready to go out to finish, he planned to do a good job and send Zhao Yigong and Zhu Guangde back to the west, so as not to make them so painful.

Thinking of this, Yang Lin didn't grind anymore, he directly used light skills to jump out, and when he came to Zhao Yigong's body, Yang Lin swished, pulled out the dragon sword, and then pierced Zhao Yigong's throat non-stop.

Zhao Yigong, who had been screaming miserably, couldn't make a sound anymore, his body shook slightly, and then there was no movement.

Zhao Yigong's movement, Zhu Guangde, who was not far away, naturally noticed it for the first time, at first Zhu Guangde saw someone attacking, and his heart suddenly cooled, and secretly said that his current situation is that any third-rate martial artist can take his own life, not to mention that the person who came is still a master?

But later, when Zhu Guangde saw that the person who came turned out to be Yang Lin, he was overjoyed, as if he had seen a savior, and he hurriedly opened his mouth and said, "Yang ...... Childe, you ...... You're just in time, ...... Come and save me. ”

Hearing this, Yang Lin suddenly turned around slowly, and then raised his eyes to look at Zhu Guangde, and then saw a smile slowly appear on Yang Lin's face, but the smile was very weird, and Zhu Guangde, who was looking at it, felt empty in his heart.