Author: Famous God and Ghost

The cold sword edge was placed on the neck of the man with a wild boar mask, and the sharpness was inspiring.

He hurriedly retreated, trying to dodge.

But Lin Bei's footsteps were intertwined on the ground, dragging footprints and scratches, but the sword in his hand was still firmly placed on the other party's neck, as if forcing the other party to retreat.

Only the man with a wild boar mask knew that he had been avoiding it, but he just let him retreat continuously. The cold sword edge was like a maggot attached to the bone, pressing against his neck tightly.

"I'm fighting with you!"

The man with wild boar mask knew that he could not hide, so he gritted his teeth hard, and a fierce light burst out in his eyes. He held the broken knife and rushed towards Lin Bei.

Because his neck was still held by a long sword, and his broken sword was not as long as the eight-sided Han sword's sword, he rushed and took the initiative to wipe his neck towards the blade like a suicide.

In fact, he really wanted to die with Lin Bei!

However, Lin Bei would not follow his wishes. He clenched his hands tightly, his waist swirled, his steps were slightly wrong, and the sword against the man's neck of the wild boar mask suddenly pulled back!

Scream-

The sound of flesh and blood flying everywhere, and the tendons and bones broke.

A big head flew up, spinning rapidly in the air, and blood shot like a gyro that was whipped by a whip.

Wild boar mask man, die!

After killing the opponent, Lin Bei's eyes remained fierce. He passed the corpse and ran forward. His legs were shocked by electric sounds, and afterimages were burst into pieces.

"Shoot the arrow!"

Not far ahead, seven crossbowmen were shocked and roared, aiming the crossbow at the figure rushing towards him, and suddenly pulled Ji Ku.

It turned out that Lin Bei was dragging the man with a wild boar mask with his sword to block the crossbowman's view with his body and force them not to shoot arrows in order not to accidentally hurt their own people.

Then, he could hide behind the wild boar masked man and approach these crossbowmen at an extremely fast speed.

Sweet puff! Sweet puff! Sweet puff!

Arrows flew through the air, and the sound of breaking through the air was exploding, and the continuous rain of arrows enveloped Lin Bei.

Behind Lin Bei, the man who was chasing the monkey masked by waving a gold and silver stick, had to temporarily avoid the edge of the arrows shot up, and chose to temporarily retreat.

Only Lin Beichang laughed and rushed forward, waving the long sword in his hand, cutting off arrows that shot towards his head, and ignored other parts.

Ding Ding Ding!

The continuous arrows shot on Lin Bei, blocked by his fish scale armor, making only a sound of metal collision, but it did not hurt him at all.

Not far away was quickly brought closer. Lin Bei came in a armor and waved his sword. The cold light shone on the iron clothes, majestic, like a god of killing coming!

"escape!"

The invincible figure was reflected in the eyes of the crossbowmen. They were shocked and abandoned the crossbow and fled in a panic.

However, these people are just ordinary people who were found by the two men of the ape mask. They can pick up a crossbow and surround the seventh level of murderous blood and put down the crossbow, but they are not as difficult to kill than pigs!

Those who kill people will always kill them!

Lin Bei doesn’t care whether they have or not their cultivation or not, nor whether they are forced.

Since they cooperated with the two to surround and kill them, he would be free of burden when he fought back!

Lin Bei's body was as shaped like the wind, and his heavy armor did not drag him down much speed. Instead, it added a touch of killing energy on the battlefield, which was so evil.

With a sword, the head rolled down!

Lin Bei is like a butcher drilling like a crowd. Every time he swings his sword, he will bring up a tent of blood and reap a life!

The sound of flesh and blood flying, accompanied by shrill screams, in just a moment, Lin Bei killed all the seven crossbowmen who fled in all directions!

They had low cultivation and had no cultivation at all, facing Lin Bei, a warrior wearing heavy armor and holding sharp swords, without any resistance.

Swish!

Lin Bei's eight-sided Han sword pierced the last man from behind, and blood dripped along the tip of the sword.

"The last one left!"

Drawing out the long sword, the corpse fell heavily to the ground.

Lin Bei held the eight-sided Han sword, pointed at the tip of the sword obliquely, and blood fell down drippingly.

He suddenly turned around and looked at the last enemy.

The man with a monkey masked man holding a gold and silver stick rushed over, but stopped him!

At this moment, he held the short stick in both hands and looked at Lin Bei, who was covered in blood, and looked at the sharp eyes as sharp as a knife. He felt the cold coldness penetrated into his heart, making him feel timid involuntarily.

"Escape will definitely lead to death, and now we can only give it a try!"

The man in the monkey mask took a deep breath to dispel the timidity in his heart. Although he knew he was not his opponent, he had to bite the bullet and face it.

Lin Bei's speed is obvious to everyone, and it is definitely not something he can escape.

At this moment, if you fight to the death, there is still a glimmer of hope!

"kill!"

In order to suppress the fear in his heart, the man in the monkey mask roared, and the power of blood and energy rushed wildly in his body, waving his two sticks of gold and silver, and rushed towards Lin Bei!

Both gold and silver sticks were cast in iron ore, extremely heavy, waving in the air, causing a series of dull sounds of breaking through the air, and hit Lin Bei hard on the head!

Lin Bei had no expression on his face, his eyes were sharp, and his long sword was swinging, and his sword was as sharp as a horse, colliding with the pair of short sticks!

clang--

The dull sound of gold and iron collision exploded, causing pain in the eardrums.

"What a heavy force..."

The expression of the monkey mask changed slightly, and his hands holding the short stick became numb, and his intuition was affected by a certain impact!

"His sword is not an ordinary sword, and its weight is probably no less than my two sticks!"

As soon as he came into contact, the man with ape mask made a guess.

Normally, even if the sword is sharp or hard, it will still suffer some secret losses when it comes to a fight with the iron rod.

However, Lin Bei collided with the eight-sided Han sword and the man with the monkey masked sticks, and the latter felt as if both sides were holding iron sticks to confront each other.

Obviously, Lin Bei's eight-sided Han sword was not cast in ordinary iron ore. Its thickness is far beyond ordinary swords, and its weight is not much better than his iron rod!

"open!"

Lin Bei's body was filled with blood and his arms were shaking, forcing his opponent back.

Then his legs were tight and his feet ran wildly. Then he jumped up, with his waist as the axis, and his knees and elbows were sharply stepped towards the other party!

The man with monkey mask was shaken away by a huge force, and two deep scratches slid out from his feet. Before he could stand firm, his opponent jumped up above the air, using his knees as weapons, and stepped towards him hard.

Without too much thought, the man in the monkey mask put a pair of short sticks in front of him in order to resist the opponent's attack.

However.

With a "clang" sound, Lin Bei's knees were protected by armor, as if two mountains were hit on the iron stick of the man with a monkey mask.

A fierce and powerful force stared at the ape masked man, sliding hard towards the rear, and two deep ravines were plowed out of the ground.

Bang!

The man with a monkey mask slid for more than ten meters away, his hands cracked, and he could no longer hold on. He was stepped heavily on his chest by a knee, and blood rushed into his throat.

"die!"

Pressing his opponent tightly on the ground, Lin Bei grabbed the head of the man with the monkey mask with one hand, held the sword in the other hand and put it on his neck, and slashed hard!

Puff—

Flesh and blood fly.

Lin Bei slowly stood up, holding his head in one hand and the eight-sided Han sword in the other, covered in blood, and his eyes were as cruel as a beast!

He slowly turned around, looked at the hidden place in the darkness, and swung his hand holding his head.

The head drew a high parabola and rolled down the ground dozens of meters away. It rolled twice, and the mask fell, revealing a face with wide eyes.

"Who else-"

Lin Bei's eyes were cold, and he suddenly let out a long roar. With the bloody fish scale armor, the cold light was sharp and the fierce aura was soaring, which was daunting.
Chapter completed!