Pity a majestic man, a line of blood from his forehead to his neck, and the rest is covered by clothes, and it is not real for the time being.

Chen Mang's reaction just now had to be said to be very fast, not at all like the appearance of being injured just now, seeing Lin Hao's idea of stopping and chasing Zheng Zixiang with a knife, a pair of Emei thorns instantly crossed in front of him.

If it were normal, Chen Mang would have been shocked by a knife at most and his arm would be numb, but this time he would not be so lucky, because he really didn't know the sharpness of the sword.

Just as Chen Mang was about to hold the long knife, the two Emei thorns that were placed at the intersection were cut in half like a piece of tissue paper. On the one hand, Lin Hao's angry blow was powerful, and on the other hand, it was also the main reason, this treasure knife was really sharp.

In astonishment, the long knife was like a bamboo, and it quickly enlarged in Chen Mang's small eyes!

"Do you still want to go out and mingle like this?" Lao Lin saw Chen Mang fall to the ground in anger before he said leisurely: "I think you still have this heart, stay in Huangquangang well."

Lin Hao didn't squeak, but Zheng Zixiang on the side was full of eyesight, and saw Lin Hao standing there with a knife without saying a word, and directly took out a small white porcelain bottle from his arms.

"Brother Lin, the best family heirloom gold sore medicine, I just have this bottle" Zheng Zihao smiled and said to Lin Hao: "This is a good thing to stop bleeding!"

"Then thank you" Lin Hao stretched out his hand to take the white porcelain bottle, ran to wave his hand and thanked him, but he didn't expect that as soon as he raised his hand, he pulled the wound on his back, and he hissed and inhaled in pain, and hurriedly and luckily protected the wound, and it would be no big deal for a while.

"I'll teach you a lesson again" Lin Hao had just put the porcelain vase in and put it away, when he heard Lao Lin shouting beside him, so he turned his head to look at him suspiciously.

Lao Lin turned around slowly, lifted the burning stick in his hand, and said slowly: "Eliminate evil, you only have one head for others to worry about."

"It's not good, let's go!" Qin Wenlin in the crowd heard the words spit out from Lao Lin's mouth, his face changed in an instant, he shouted at his friends around him, lifted his legs and fled outside.

Lin Hao only understood what Lao Lin meant at this time, he stood aside and looked at Lao Lin with interest, he had hardly seen Lao Lin really make a move.

Qin Wenlin reacted very quickly, and shouted while running over and over again: "Senior Lin, I don't want to hurt Brother Lin anymore, please calm down!" But several companions around him were already immersed in the situation where Chen Mang was killed, and they could get out as quickly as Qin Wenlin.

But who knew that Lao Lin didn't care about the few people in front of him, but instead strode towards Qin Wenlin who ran away, seeing Qin Wenlin running away first, Lao Lin flew towards Qin Wenlin instantly with a burning stick in his hand.

Qin Wenlin heard the sound of the burning stick whistling behind his back, so he had to turn around and take off the weapon from his body and deflect it to the side.

But this pause made Lao Lin catch up in an instant.

Lao Lin waved at the burning stick inserted in the snow, and the burning stick was wrapped in a gas machine and flew back into his hand.

"Just a sword" Lao Lin groaned in his mouth, carrying a burning stick to the ground, a cold sword leaked out of the broken wooden shell, Lao Lin raised a sword flower, "Oh Ang~" The sword roared from the sword body.

Before Qin Wenlin could resist, a cold light touched his neck like a touch. He wanted to raise his sword to fight, but the speed of Lao Lin's sword was too slow, and before he could lift the sword in his hand to his chest, he felt a chill around his neck, and then blood gushed like a spring.

"Lin Yijian ......"

When everyone saw this scene, some people shouted in a low voice in the crowd, and others looked over for the sound and found that most of them were the older generation in Huangquangang.

The rest of the people saw that Qin Wenlin, who was a little stronger than them, was not a combination of Lao Lin's moves, so they made a decision instantly, and took out the weapons they had in hand one by one to surround Lin Hao in the middle.

Persimmon picks soft pinch, this is a truth that everyone understands. Since he can't defeat Lao Lin, let's get this hostage first.

Several people besieged Lin Hao while scolding Chen Mang in their hearts. If he presses his temperament, even if he waits for Lin Hao to be alone and killed, it is a big deal to leave, and the rivers and lakes are so big that he can't go. But now it's okay, and I'm caught by an old Lin who doesn't know how high his martial arts are.

As everyone knows, Lin Hao, who was besieged at this time, was also doing the same thing in his heart, secretly scolding this old Lin must have deliberately made a stumbling block for himself to retaliate for his earlier suspicions, otherwise he was fully capable of killing these people unknowingly, including Qin Wenlin and Chen Mang.

Chen Mang's remaining brothers cooperated extremely skillfully, and most of them made blunt weapons, and for a while, the sharp advantage of Lin Hao's long knife could not be reflected.

Lin Hao was forced to be stretched thin by a few people on this side, and Lao Lin on the other side slowly picked up Qin Wenlin's clothes and wiped the blood stained on the tip of the sword, and then rushed to Lin Hao's side slowly, but the speed was really anxious.

"Quick, that old guy is coming" One of the several people was also surprised when he saw Lao Lin swaying towards this side.

If you can't figure it out, you don't want to, it's serious to hold Lin Hao now, otherwise you won't be able to escape a dead word.

Several people glanced at each other, and the weapons in their hands were more solid than just now.

Lin Hao covered and blocked on the left, and a long knife was waved in his hand airtightly, but after only a few rounds, his arm was shocked a little sore, and the injury on his back was not carefully treated, Lin Hao's situation became more and more dangerous.

The urgency of the scene couldn't help Lin Hao to distract himself from looking at Lao Lin's location, so he just kept swinging away the weapons that several people had called, and Lin Hao, who was originally holding a knife in one hand, had no choice but to hold the handle of the knife tightly with both hands.

Maybe he felt that he was walking fast, and seeing that Lin Hao could still persevere, Lao Lin actually stood still at a distance of about ten steps from everyone, the tip of his sword was on the ground, and he watched with interest.

Looking at his smiling expression, there was no sense of worry.

"Fight!" Lin Hao, who was anxious that Lao Lin would come to his aid, held the long knife in both hands and slashed a head-sized meteor hammer to the side, and stiffly carried the cooked copper stick that was dancing behind his back, and threw the long knife towards the guy who made the meteor hammer.

The meteor hammer is powerful and heavy, if it hits the enemy, it will definitely be dead or disabled, but how can there be a perfect thing in the world, the meteor hammer has a huge lethality, so it is naturally a little less convenient to manipulate. The meteor hammer was already vigorously slashed aside by Lin Hao, and the end of the chain couldn't help but stumble.

Originally, there was the cover of others, so that Lin Hao couldn't make it a big problem, but when Lin Hao chose to kill the enemy by 1,000 and lose 800, he forced the damage and threw the long knife out to a few people. By the time the man who had made the meteor hammer reacted, it was too late.

Thanks to Lin Hao's perennial hunting accuracy, the long knife penetrated the man's neck with great accuracy, and blood splattered Lao Gao.

And Lin Hao instantly rolled forward with a strong blow from his back, but his hot back left a blood stain on the ground.

"It's a fucking pain" Lin Hao ignored the injury on his back, endured the pain and rushed behind the man with a strong step, and pulled out the long knife stuck in the ground.

At this time, Lin Hao's body was covered with bloodstains, steaming in this cold winter, and a faint heat was steaming.