Chapter 65 Lin Zhen Pioneer

The air was filled with a burst of murderous atmosphere, and all the soldiers were out of their sheath, bowed and stringed, with a murderous spirit. Lin Zhen was dressed in the armor of ordinary soldiers and was among these soldiers.

The reason why Lin Zhen appeared here was that he offered to follow the striker, all because he guessed Bai Mufeng's strategy, but he was worried that the striker could not attract the pursuit of the enemy's main force, so he asked to go with the striker.

Lin Zhen, who is mixed among the soldiers, has made the idea of fishing in troubled waters. After all, he still can't use magic power now, but it is enough to simply mobilize the nine abilities given by the Kowloon Sword. What's more, Lin Zhen's strengthened body is extremely strong when fighting with ordinary soldiers.

A day later, Fengqun's march at this moment has been very cautious and keeps sending horse probes to spy. Obviously, it has approached the enemy's place.

"Report... Report to the general, the tribes of the grassland have found the whereabouts of our army, and now they have begun to advance towards us. It's only three miles away from our army. A detective horse rushed over and rolled down the saddle road.

"Good, order all the scouts to return to the team. The whole army is ready to meet the enemy. The long gun array is in front. Fengqun immediately drew his sword to the sky and shouted loudly.

Boom...

The troops immediately dispersed and formed a formation, waiting for the tribes of the grassland to come.

of...

A sound of horseshoes, and the forwards of the tribes in the grassland have rushed over. Seeing that the army of the wind has arranged a long gun array, even if it stopped outside the range of the bow and arrows.

For a long time, the infantry of the grassland tribe also rushed over and made a sound, as if all beasts were galloping.

"Wuna Nanman, come and die quickly." The tribal leaders who followed the rear army also came one after another, and one of them pointed to the wind and shouted.

Fengqun laughed when he heard the words: "You are my defeated generals. If it hadn't been for your strange witchcraft, you Yidi would have become the souls under the sword of me and my brothers, and now you still dare to challenge me?"

The leader was furious when he heard the words and came out: "Do you dare or not?"

Lin Zhen laughed at the sight of the situation: "The defeated general, An dares to speak bravely? If you beat me, I'm talking about playing against my general. He walked out quickly and looked at the leader with a sword.

"Bastard, how dare you come out to fight?" The leader was furious when he saw the situation and looked at Fengqun: "Nan Manzi, how did you insult me so? Send a pawn to fight with me?"

Fengqun sneered and said, "What's wrong? You lost last time. I don't think you are qualified to fight with me at all. When you win my guard, come back to fight with me.

The leader immediately cursed when he heard the words, and the other leaders behind him actually showed sarcasm. Obviously, these tribes were not a piece of iron in the rumor.

"Ambo, you'd better kill that soldier first, otherwise, who would be willing to talk to a defeated general?" A leader with a golden helmet behind him sneered.

Aman was furious when he heard the words and pointed to the leader and shouted, "Helenqi, what do you mean?"

Lin Zhen rolled his eyes and suddenly said, "Are you a barbarian or not? Are you afraid of me? If you are afraid, kneel down and kowtow three times, and then take your people back to the prairie to raise your horse. Don't be ashamed.

"What? Damn it, I'm looking for death." Manbo showed that he was satirized by Nahe Lianqi, and now he was coldly respoken by Lin Zhen. Suddenly, he was furious and rushed to Lin Zhen.

"Good to come." Seeing this, Lin Zhen roared and rushed forward, and the Kowloon Sword flew up.

Amanbo suddenly cut off the saber in his hand, and it was even heavier with the power of the mount to charge.

Lin Zhen dodged with laughter, and at the same time, the Kowloon Sword swept, and the target pointed straight to the horse's leg.

In silence, the Kowloon Sword crossed the horse's leg, and then Lin Zhen jumped up and kicked on the horse. At the same time, his body rose with strength and cut down with a sword.

Ambo was shocked and was about to wave his knife to attack Lin Zhen, who jumped in the air. Unexpectedly, the mount suddenly screamed and fell to one side. The knife suddenly failed to wave out. In fear, he was about to leap down, but Lin Zhen's sword had already fallen.

chi......

The sword fell and scratched Amanbo's neck. Lin Zhen quickly grabbed his hair with the other hand and actually took off his head.

Lin Zhen turned over and jumped back, stood firmly on the ground, raised his head and shouted, "Amanbo is dead. Who else dares to fight with me?"

Fengqun laughed when he saw the situation: "You dare to violate my Tianwei, disperse quickly, and you can still save your life. Otherwise, you will be such a person."

"Revenge for the leader..."

Amanbo's clan immediately rushed out dozens of people and wanted to rush over, but unexpectedly, a leader under the Black Wolf waved his hand, and suddenly dozens of iron horses rushed out and stopped those people.

"Go back. Now that the other party wants to fight alone with us, do you want to lose face to the god of the grassland? The leader shouted angrily.

I saw the leader leaning forward, crossing his hands and bowing to Lin Zhen: "You are a hero, and I Tenrico admire you. However, since you are the enemy, the best destination for the enemy hero is to die at my hands. Achieve my glory."

Lin Zhen laughed when he heard the words: "What's your name? Tenrico, right? Don't talk so much nonsense. Hit it if you want. Why do you think so much when you die?"

"Sure enough, a good man who is not afraid of death. Come on." Teng Like shouted loudly and ran to the horse. With a wave of the saber, dozens of knives were cut out, and a sharp air came between the twinkling of the knife.

Lin Zhen smiled when he saw this: "Okay, that's a little good." Immediately, Lin Zhen fit up, unfolded his body, and attacked around the horse.

Teng Li Ke actually had the strength of the first training period. Obviously, he was not an ordinary general. Lin Zhen suddenly became interested and simply accompanied Teng Li Ke to fight.

Teng Like's knife method is strange and inexplicable, suddenly left and right, forward and right, looking forward, and suddenly behind. From time to time, a few strange black gas jumped out of the knife and invaded Lin Zhen.

Lin Zhen was curious and deliberately attracted a black gas into his body, but unexpectedly, the black gas was like the body, and immediately changed into a cold breath and went straight to Lin Zhen's sea of knowledge. This cold breath actually had a trace of soul, which seemed to have extracted the soul of life.

"Hmm." Lin Zhen sensed the origin of this black gas and immediately sneered. This Teng Li Ke was definitely the person taught by the shamanism. At that moment, Lin Zhenxin was everywhere, and the power of the poisonous dragon god in the Kowloon Sword suddenly came out and swallowed up the black gas in an instant.

After Lin Zhen realized the secret of this black gas, he immediately rubbed himself up. If he didn't give in, the Kowloon divine sword cut out with a sword, like a straight song, like left and right.

This sword is like a divine pen, and like an antelope hanging horns without trace. The angle of the cut makes it too late for Tenrico to turn the knife in his hand.

chi......

A sword fell, and the saber in Tengrico's hand also landed.

Lin Zhen stood quietly on the ground behind Teng Like and looked coldly at the group of leaders: "Who's next?"

Poutong...

Tenrico's body, which was cut in half from his shoulder, landed at this time.

"Good..."

"God's power... God's power..."

The soldiers of the wind immediately cheered, and the opposite was the grassland tribes. No one dared to move forward and was silent for a moment.

"Cough... I didn't expect that there would be a lot of talents in the Central Plains... A little pawn has such good skills." With a cough, an old and weak voice slowly came from behind the prairie army.

As soon as the sound came out, the wind group's face suddenly changed.

The leaders got out of the way one after another, and a white-haired old man slowly walked out in the middle. The old man was helped out by a beautiful girl.

This girl is cute and innocent. In contrast to her, she is the old man she supports.

The old man hung a human bone necklace on his neck, and a human skull was also inlaid on the crutch in his hand. There was a faint green flame burning in his skull's eyes, and the decorations on his body were full of white bones.

As soon as the old man came out, a strange atmosphere spread.

Lin Zhen looked at the old man carefully and muttered in his heart, "Is this bad old man a shaman wizard? It's so weird."

Following these two people, there were some younger wizards, who were also full of white bones and looked at Lin Zhen's hair.

"Don't be proud of the southern barbarians." A young wizard raised the white bone knife in his hand and shouted.

Lin Zhen curled his lips and said, "Humph, don't play with your mouth. Come here for a while. Don't shrink there as a turtle."

As soon as this was said, the group of young wizards immediately cursed and rushed over.

"All stop here. Don't over your ability. This little guy seems to have traces of the practice of the Central Plains sword. You guys are still close to this little guy. The old wizard stopped.

"Master, let me do it." A bright voice came, but people couldn't guess where it came from.

Lin Zhen snorted coldly and secretly said that he was despicable. Unexpectedly, he used a soul attack before he arrived. He smiled bitterly and forced out a trace of blood with the help of the power of the Kowloon Sword. Lin sincerely scolded secretly: "He can't use his skills. Even if he is injured, he has to use the Kowloon Sword."

"Hahaha...Okay, Yuanhong, since you're here, let's watch your performance." The old wizard obviously didn't pay attention to Lin Zhen.

Indeed, after all, no one will pay attention to Lin Zhen's pale face and bloody face at the corners of his mouth at this time.

While talking, a big man suddenly appeared on the scene and looked at Lin Zhen with a sneer: "Kid, I've heard the name of Central Plains Jianxiu for a long time, and I happen to know the descendants of Jianxiu today."

Lin Zhen rolled his eyes and said, "You hairy man, what kind of swordsmanship? Don't think that you can scare people like a beast."

"Bastard. Suffer to death." Lin Zhen's words are also really exciting. Yuan Hong is the old wizard's disciple, respected. When has he been so ridiculed? At that moment, he took action furiously.

A dark knife burst out, with a strange roar and a trace of compelling coldness, suddenly appeared in front of Lin Zhen...