In the enemy camp, Long Yuntian's voice sounded in Lin Lang's ears:

"In the second tent ahead, there is a pneumatic monk"!

Lin Lang nodded, holding the Soul Suppression Tablet, quietly approached the camp tent, and looked into the camp tent through the gap, a middle-aged man sat on the bed with a pale face, his eyes closed and motionless, and a trace of pain occasionally flashed on his face.

Lin Lang squinted, the Beiyun Sword appeared in his hand, the spiritual power slowly poured into the sword, and he whispered in his heart:

"Three-Talent Sword Decisive Sword"!

The sword was inserted into the ground, and a sword stabbed out from the bottom of the tent, directly piercing the chest of the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man's eyes opened violently, opened his mouth to shout something, and closed his mouth several times, but he couldn't make a sound at all, and his eyes gradually lost their brilliance, and then lowered his head heavily, Lin Lang flashed into the tent, probed closely, and after confirming that the middle-aged man had no breath, he took off the centurion on his waist, turned around and walked out of the tent.

"On the right, the second tent, there is a pneumatic monk in it"!

Lin Lang looked left and right to see that there was no one, and then leaned towards the camp tent, at this time a man in the camp was drinking, drinking and scolding, "Before Lao Tzu joined the army, hiccup~ How could he have suffered such a wretchedness, and actually scolded me for escaping? Joke, does Lao Tzu go up to die if he doesn't escape, it's really funny, life is the most important thing, live... Uh, Xiaohong of Cuixianglou, I don't know if I miss the uncle, the uncle misses her very much! Hiccup~ When I came to this place where birds don't, I couldn't even see the shadow of a woman, I really hurt Uncle Ben"!

Lin Lang secretly looked into the camp tent, only to see the man drink a few more big sips of wine, his head tilted to the right, and his body swayed from side to side, Lin Lang couldn't help but be stunned, how dare he be so presumptuous in the barracks? How dare he have it, if he is caught drinking like this, it is estimated that he will be dealt with by military law!

Shaking his head, Lin Lang dodged into the camp tent and walked towards the drunken man, who looked up at Lin Lang and scolded:

"Who are you, little bunny, who the let you in, get out of here!"

Lin Lang's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he said, "Don't you want Xiaohong, then I'll send you to hell to see your Xiaohong!"

After saying that, Beiyun Sword directly pierced the heart of the drunk man, and the man did not wake up until he died, and muttered Xiaohong in his mouth, and finally lay on the ground and died, Lin Lang dragged him up and threw him on the bed, untied the centurion on his waist, and swept out of the tent.

Time passed quickly, Lin Lang, with the help of Long Yuntian, Sanzhuxiang had already attacked and killed more than fifty centurions in less than a time, and continued to walk forward, and Long Yuntian's voice sounded in his ears again: "Lin boy, do you dare to play a big game? The Jindan period monk who was seriously injured by you during the day is not in a very good condition now, you go and kill him!"

Lin Lang was stunned for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "Senior, you're not kidding, he is a monk in the late stage of Jindan, even if he is injured now, it's not something I can kill, if I attack and kill him, it is very likely to alarm the people of the entire camp, and I won't even be able to run at that time!"

"Seeking wealth and danger"!

Long Yuntian hated iron and said with hatred: "Boy, you are here to experience a life-and-death struggle, to break through on the battlefield, not to be pampered, if you don't put a little pressure on yourself, when will you be able to break through to the middle stage of Jindan?

Lin Lang was overjoyed: "Senior, can you help me?

Long Yuntian's voice came: "I don't need to do anything, I just let the momentum out, I can freeze him for a moment, you have to seize the opportunity, and strive to kill with one blow"!

Lin Lang grinned and nodded again and again, "Okay, let's say it earlier, senior, then it's hard for you, don't let the voice get out, otherwise the kid will be finished, facing the entire Tianyuan army, one person can drown me with a mouthful of saliva"!

Long Yuntian laughed twice: "Don't worry, with me, in the sixth camp in front of the left, it is the thousand-commander who was injured by you during the day!"

Lin Lang took a deep breath, walked towards the sixth camp tent, and when he arrived outside the camp tent, he calmed his breathing, and said to Long Yuntian in his heart: "Senior, then I'll start"!

Slowly surging his spiritual power into the Beiyun Sword, he aimed at the figure in the tent, and said silently in his heart:

"One sword, no regrets with one sword"!

Lin Lang turned into a black sword and stabbed into the camp tent, Ma Han opened his eyes violently, looked at the sword that stabbed at him, the corners of his mouth showed a trace of disdain, picked up the war knife and shouted at Lin Lang: "Who is the rat, dare to come to the barracks to be presumptuous"!

The spirit knife in his hand was raised, and he was just about to slash at the sword, but unexpectedly, the surrounding space was suddenly frozen, and Ma Han couldn't move, he could only watch the sword stab at his dantian, the sword entered the body, and stabbed on the Jin Dan, Jin Dan shattered into several pieces with a bang, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, Ma Han resumed his action, sat down on the ground, looked at Lin Lang, and said in his eyes:

"It turned out to be you! I didn't expect that my dignified commander of the Tianyuan Empire, a monk in the late stage of Jindan, would actually die in your hands!

"Poof"...

Another mouthful of blood spurted out, Ma Han clenched his fists, the green tendons on both sides of his forehead burst out, he stood up with a low roar, and stared at Lin Lang deadly: "On the list of the five tigers, if you don't flee the battlefield quickly, you dare to throw yourself into the net and attack and kill me, it's ridiculous"!

Lin Lang looked at Ma Han and opened his mouth softly: "Commander Qian, I didn't expect it, I'm on the must-kill list, what else do I don't dare"?

Ma Han laughed twice and looked at Lin Lang: "Do you think the Five Tigers must kill list is child's play? You will definitely die here, no one who is on the Five Tigers must kill list will be alive!"

Lin Lang shook his head, no longer talking nonsense with Ma Han, a fist hit Ma Han, Ma Han fell to the ground and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, struggled twice and then lost his breath, Lin Lang approached and untied the thousand-man order on Ma Han's waist, threw Ma Han on the bed and covered it with a quilt, and slowly walked out of the tent.

Outside the tent, Lin Lang looked at the Qianfu Order in his hand with an incredulous expression, he didn't expect that he could really attack and kill the monks in the late stage of Jindan, and it was so easy!

Long Yuntiande's voice suddenly came from his heart: "How about Lin boy, is it exciting or not?" I said that you can, you can, it's not easy to kill him, you don't believe that you can't believe me!"

Lin Lang nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, what the seniors taught is that the juniors will definitely listen to the advice of the seniors in the future!"

Long Yuntian snorted lightly: "The next target, the camp tent thirty meters to the right!"

Lin Lang turned his head and leaned towards the camp tent, and when he arrived outside the camp tent, he heard the voice inside, and Lin Lang's face suddenly changed.