Chapter 102 Jin Lan

The scar man raised his eyebrows and looked at the strangely dressed guy who suddenly appeared and said disdainfully, "Who are you? If you are nosy, aren't you afraid of dying inexplicably?"

The middle-aged man ignored the shouting of the scar man and said lightly, "It seems that you have chosen the second one, then..." At the moment, the middle-aged man had disappeared.

Several rune papers have appeared in the scar man's hand, ready to take action as soon as the middle-aged man appears, carefully staring at all the movements around him. After a long time, a scream of "ah" came not far from the left of the scar man, and the scar man waved his hand and punched out the rune paper in his hand. At the moment of the action, the scar man felt wrong and was fooled, because the scream behind him had sounded, followed by the right. Three people were killed in a row, without exception, their necks were cut open.

Suddenly, the scar man felt the cold air behind his back. Presumably the blow was aimed at himself. Without hesitation, he took out a piece of rune paper and put it on his forehead and whispered a few words. Then he heard the harsh sound of a weapon scratching the steel. Sure enough, the middle-aged man scratched the man's neck with a sword, but it didn't work.

The middle-aged man took back his weapon and jumped to Zhao Xin's side and asked curiously, "What is this?"

Zhao Xin took a look and said faintly, "The golden talisman, the golden body of the person who uses the talisman paper is not broken, but the time is very short, and it has no effect now."

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Well, I'll just cut a few more times." With that, he raised his feet and walked to the scar man step by step without using the previous move.

The strong man asked curiously, "Why don't you use that trick?" Just go and kill it!"

The middle-aged man staggered under his feet and said awkwardly, "That trick is too laborious to be used continuously. I also want to use it repeatedly, but I can't use it now."

This was just heard by the scar man. The scar man laughed and said, "Without that trick, you can stay here like them!" With that, he raised his right hand and did not throw the rune paper this time, but a halo visible to the naked eye directly applied to the middle-aged man.

When the middle-aged man put the halo on his body, his body trembled, and then he saw the remnants behind the middle-aged man running directly through the aura to the scar man. Although the speed is not as fast as that move, it has reached a level that is difficult to reach.

Seeing the man rushing out of the halo, the scar man gave a "bang". This is his strongest confinement technique. If he still can't trap this person, he can't help it. No choice does not mean that he will stand still and wait to die. Seeing the man rushing over and shouting, "Stop him, hurry up!" With that, he took out a rune paper and put it on his body and retreated back, and the people on both sides automatically stopped in front of the man.

The middle-aged man curled his lips and smiled and said softly, "Do you want to run? Shall I give you a chance?" His figure accelerated again around the crowd in front of him and continued to chase back.

Seeing that everyone couldn't stop him, the scar man clapped his hands and hit several spells, hoping to stop the man. Unexpectedly, the man ignored the flying runes like the god of war and rushed to the scar man without any loss. Holding the weapon in both hands and cutting it down fiercely, the scar man still pasted a rune paper on himself like that, and he heard a series of jingling sounds of gold and iron.

The man seemed to be addicted to cutting. Although he couldn't hurt the scar, the man quickly waved his sword and cut it down and shouted softly: "Break it!" A heavier blow was cut down.

The scar man knows how long the golden charm can last. The golden charm has lost its effectiveness, and the man has been prepared for this blow for a long time. He quickly unfolded his footwork and dodged to the side.

Although he escaped the key point and was not hit, he still couldn't avoid injury. His arm was directly scratched, and his skin and flesh opened to reveal his white bones.

Only then did the scar man feel afraid. To be honest, he was more afraid of death than anyone else. In a blink of an eye, he happened to see the man slowing down. There is a distance between him now, and he may have time to escape. Thinking of this, the scar man motioned to the person next to him and turned around and ran. The speed did not need to be much slower than the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man slowed down, but can he let go so easily? It's obvious that you can't take it. The middle-aged man's mouth tilted slightly, holding his sword in front of him, and the next moment his figure disappeared in everyone's eyes.

After a while, all the people who tried to stop the man fell down covering their necks. The scar man ran all the way in horror and didn't even dare to breathe a little. Although this still failed to get rid of the nightmare of death, the scar man only felt a chill in his neck, and the next moment blood gushed out of the wound on his neck. The scar man covered his neck, looked at the man who appeared in front of him unwillingly, and slowly fell down.

As soon as the scar man fell down, the middle-aged man began to wear rough clothes. Everyone around saw it and shouted, "Cut him down. He has reached the end of the crossbow." They waved weapons around.

The middle-aged man did reach the end of the strong crossbow, but in the face of the surrounding crowd, the man just smiled and then made a strange move. The man squatted with his legs, held his sword in both hands in front of his chest, and closed his eyes and read words.

Everyone was afraid of this terrible move, and stopped one after another, and slowly stepped back a few steps at the front. After a long time, he found that the man was still standing there without moving, but his body glowed with a pale green light, and the man's momentum was gradually getting stronger. Only then did everyone find that they had been fooled and rushed up again.

Everyone's weapons greeted the man directly, and the man did not dodge. Strangely, the wound cut on the man healed in an instant, as if it had never appeared. The people around the man did not give up at all, and the effect was still the same.

As soon as the scar man died, Zhao Xin's imprisonment had no effect. The two people who resumed their action stretched their muscles and bones and turned their heads to find the person who saved them. At this glance, they really scared them. The two didn't pay attention to how the wound was. They only saw a group of people killing their own lifesmen crazily.

The two looked at each other, nodded and picked up their weapons and rushed over. After rushing in, there was a fierce killing and finally saved the man. Naturally, Zhao Xin doesn't need to say much. The long gun is attached, and the strong man is really three knives and one kill. After three knives, someone must be in a different place.

The people around have been hacked, and there are still people rushing up behind, but seeing that the three people have gathered together, no one dares to rush up and die first.

The middle-aged man finally ended the strange posture and stood up and said, "Let's go, and it will change later." With that, he took the lead and walked forward. The people around were afraid that several people would really give way.

Just before several people went out, a faint voice came: "Do you want to leave? Does the person who killed me want to go? The doll of the free school, the traitor of Tianjianmen... huh? Barbarian bastards?"

With the appearance of the sound, three strong men came out in front of the three people, and the three strong men stopped in front of the three people, obviously meaning that they wanted to go from here to defeat these guys first.

At the same time, an old man slowly came out of the carriage behind him, and it was the old man who was talking. The strong man next to Zhao Xin stared, pointed the knife at the old man and shouted angrily, "Who do you call a bastard? I cut you!" He was about to rush out, but he was pulled by a middle-aged man.

After the middle-aged man grabbed the strong man, he said lightly, "This old man is very strong. I'm afraid we are not the opponent." Zhao Xin also nodded in agreement with the man's words.

The strong man turned his eyes and said, "If you don't have to fight, he shouldn't humiliate us!" Scholars can be killed, not humiliated! I'll resist him, and you will kill him." After saying that, he turned around and rushed to the old man.

Before Zhao Xin and the middle-aged man could stop them, the strong man had rushed over. In desperation, he looked at the man and rushed over. Before Zhao Xin and the man rushed, the strong man was blown back by something. After landing, he stepped back several steps.

After standing firmly, the strong man patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Grandma, it really hurts." With that, he looked up at the three people who appeared in front of the old man.

Zhao Xin glanced at the three people and couldn't help frowning. The cultivation of these three people is comparable to that of the scar man, and the three behind them are almost the same. Now this situation is very unfavorable to the three of us, and the three of us have to face the encirclement of six people with similar cultivation.

The middle-aged man also saw the disadvantage of the situation and said lightly, "It seems that we have kicked on the iron plate today. Maybe we will explain here."

The strong man laughed indifferently and said, "What did you do when you say those depressing words? It's fate to meet two brothers today. Even if you die, you can fight happily. If I don't die today, I would like to be brothers of the opposite sex with you two. Will you be honorable?

Zhao Xin was originally a bold man. Hearing the words of the strong man, he laughed and said, "This is natural. No matter what the result is, we will fight happily today. Even if we die in battle, it will be glorious!"

The middle-aged man also nodded, but didn't say anything, because there was no time to say more, and the six people before and after had begun to attack.

I saw the weapons flying all over the sky, and several people fought in an instant. Due to the gap in the number of people, Zhao Xin and the three of them gradually retreated, and gradually there was a situation of failure. Zhao Xin was more damaged and had almost no power to fight again. If it hadn't been for the two who worked hard to protect Zhao Xin, Zhao Xin would have been in a different place now.

At this time, the old man opened his mouth and stopped the besieged six people, slowly walked to the middle and said faintly, "You still can't fight against me for the time being. How about giving you one last chance to serve me?"