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The two looked at each other, crossed the distance, and in the decisive and fierce gaze, when the two thoughts moved for a while, Xu Lin knew that he had been ignored again, maybe the second senior brother didn't care about his situation at all, or rather, he had enough strength to break himself with a sword.

Then the person he was looking at, that is to say, the person who was enough to attract Minghan's attention, in the black oppressive iron forest, the person who looked at Minghan's gaze and did not give in, was the leader of the alien race.

Under the golden helmet and iron armor, the pair of tricks were like candlelight in the dark night, blazing with spirit, revealing a stoic, or more precise, a temperament that will not give up until the goal is achieved.

Another warrior!

Xu Lin could be very sure of this kind of trait emanating from the other party, but after using the Sword Heart Enlightenment Technique to sense it slightly, the leader of the alien race looked away from his gaze and looked at Xu Lin in a blink of an eye.

While making him feel cold, the corners of Xu Lin's mouth showed a wry smile, he didn't expect that the sword heart comprehension technique that had been tried and tested would be noticed by the other party so lightly, and this induction was really as sensitive as a dog's nose.

But what happened next, what surprised Xu Lin was that when this guy waved his hand, the flag behind him was also shaking, the war drums were thundering, and the infantry was moving forward, accompanied by a sound of "hoo, hoo, huh", and the soldiers of the Jin Kingdom did not have the slightest intention of retreating when they attacked again.

It was the Demon Sect that had already crossed the border first, and if it attacked again at this time, wouldn't the leading commander of the Jin Kingdom be afraid that the monks of Kunlun would attack mortals?

Xu Lin squinted his eyes and stared at the cavalry phalanx not far away, and it wasn't until Ming Han's figure disappeared with a whistling sound that Xu Lin thought about it. It's messy!

Although the Demon Sect monk broke the contract first, this time the second senior brother Ming Han's move completely broke the oath of the year.

Because Ming Han's direction of retreat pointed directly at the commander of the opposing army, the black-faced man wearing a golden helmet, obviously had the intention of hitting a snake and hitting seven inches.

Is this what the Demon Lord wants to see? That's why he commands his men without any scruples. Ignoring the oath of righteousness and demons of the year, he acted arbitrarily.

After thinking about it, when Xu Lin wanted to look at the cavalry phalanx again, Ming Han's words suddenly came from his ears: "Clamp down on that cavalry!"

Xu Lin, who was stunned, obviously didn't expect this, and when he really came back to his senses, it sounded in his mind again, but it was the laughter of the painting monk.

This is an unquestionable order, and there is no room for the slightest refutation. And in Minghan's blink of an eye, when the enemy commander approached, Xu Lin scolded secretly: "You, mother!"

Ignoring the confrontation between Ming Han and the enemy commander, Xu Lin's attention was now focused on the body of the warrior cavalry camp, and when he saw that when Ming Han had just highlighted the enemy commander, this team of men and horses immediately moved, and the formation was uniform. and that different kind of killing aura, all made Xu Lin secretly surprised in his heart. I couldn't help but feel even tighter.

"Hold on, don't go all out, that broken city upstairs, and your senior sister is watching!"

But when the painting monk's words just fell, the horse's hooves jumped as one, and the neatness was a little unbelievable to the scene in front of him. But the fact is that it was born in front of Xu Lin's eyes, and even the movements of these martial artists are exactly the same.

"It's a bundle of chopsticks made of iron, be careful not to get folded inside!" said the painter when he saw this scene. I immediately changed my mind.

There is no way to draw a monk, Xu Lin's body is blurred, and then shuttles through the clouds and mist in mid-air, while galloping forward, while carefully observing, hoping to find a gap in this team, until Xu Lin's body has passed the other party, it is a little gloomy, no!

But Xu Lin didn't believe that the iron-beaten country would not be dripping, so when he was concentrating and holding his breath, he could cause unexpected damage to the other party when he was surprised, which was the characteristic of the raid.

So without hesitation, a sword was slashed out, and with the power of an angry blow, Xu Lin looked directly at the galloping phalanx, the most central area, and the sword breath that was scattered with sword breath was fused with the vicious aura of burning soul and blood, and he used the blood python to turn into a back move, as his own preservation move.

The body and sword are one, Xu Lin can't do it, and he doesn't dare to do it, that is to have the obsession of death, the consciousness of either life or death, the current Xu Lin doesn't have it, but for sword cultivation, this is the most important, so Xu Lin can only throw the blood sword, so that his blood spirit and blood sword are the only one, and he may be able to make a different difference.

With some regret in his heart, Xu Lin's figure was still galloping forward, and when he saw that the sword was about to fall on the head of the warrior cavalry, an unexpected scene suddenly appeared.

When the head jumped, like a suddenly surprised bird, in mid-air, this posture with a hint of gliding artistic conception in it, but it was like lightning and thunder and fire suddenly jumped.

What was waved in his hand was Fang Tian's painting halberd, and at the same time as Xu Lin's gaze was fixed, the soldier who suddenly jumped up danced the weapon in his hand with a resolute face, until the two came into contact, Xu Lin's face suddenly became a little difficult to see.

I saw that the Fang Tian painting halberd in the hand of this martial artist, dragged it hard from the bottom to the top, and then after a shoulder to shoulder challenge, it actually trembled slightly with the illusory and ethereal sword breath, and in the time that the sword breath was stuck in the air, the dancer landed firmly and returned to the team.

But this is not the end, immediately behind the previous warriors, another martial cavalry who rose up in the air, also did the same thing, and actually hit Xu Lin's sword again, and then took advantage of the time when the sword breath was stuck in the air again, and returned to the team again, and under the continuous response of these warrior cavalry, Xu Lin's sword breath could not go down a bit, and in the continuous blows, the killing intent contained in his sword intent was diluted.

"The martial artist's sense of qi is still above the cultivator, presumably your whereabouts have already fallen into the other party's heart, as for the ability to dilute your sword breath with a weapon, it is the martial artist's condensation and disintegration, and it is attached to the weapon, so you have to be careful and careful next. ”

But just as the words of the painting monk fell, the traces of the previous martial artist were connected, and this martial artist just wanted to use the same technique to deal with Xu Lin's sword breath, when suddenly a behemoth probed out of the clouds, and when the body was hovering and diving, the figure of the martial artist had disappeared in mid-air.

It was Xu Lin who was smiling, and while his eyes were flashing with coldness, the painting monk blinked his eyes and was speechless for a while.

Wandering appeared beside Xu Lin, the hideous snake head was still glowing with bursts of black phosgene, obviously because he had swallowed Zhuge Li's magic weapon before, and it had not been completely digested at this time.

Touching the python's head, Xu Lin's palm came with a slightly cool feeling, and at the same time, what stopped was the cavalry camp that was still galloping forward at his feet, and stopped in unison, when he looked at the sky, Xu Lin's figure was hidden in the blood-colored mist, only the hideous blood python, the body was condensed and swam in it, and kept swallowing the thick snake letter.

"I now understand why the monk has always looked down on warriors. Xu Lin said with a smile at the painting monk.

"You mean distance?" The painting monk's voice was surprisingly calm, but in Xu Lin's ears, it was a little unpleasant.

"What?" After Xu Lin's hesitant question, before the painting monk could answer, Xu Lin's face changed in an instant.

The weapon pointed to the sky, like an arrow that went straight to the sky, and after the sound of breaking the sky was roared, Xu Lin's body dodged one after another, but there were still countless Gang Qi breaking through his blood-colored mist, making his body scattered and difficult to gather.

"This is how a warrior copies!" the monk's voice was full of mockery, but Xu Lin was bitter. (To be continued!)