Chapter 95 Escape

Although the wound on the back of the body is sealed and no longer bleeds, it runs away in the dense forest. It is inevitable to touch the leaves and branches, and the scraped wound is painful. Four wounds, three are on the back and one is under the ribs. Although the meat is not deep and not fatal, Tang Lin doesn't know if there is any inflammation in this world. So it's better to deal with it as soon as possible.

He wanted to find a place to bandage the wound first, but the people behind obviously didn't think so, and they chased it tighter. He can only continue to run for his life.

The sound of fighting in front of him became more and more obvious. Tang Lin was silently lucky and picked up the spiritual sword to prepare for battle! Tang Lin jumped high on a tree trunk and looked at the forest not far away. The trees there became sparse and there were a lot of gaps. Tang Lin judged that it should have been the edge of the dense forest, and he suddenly fell into a dilemma.

If he chooses to go out, he will inevitably lose his hidden advantage in the dense forest, but if he doesn't go out, it is obviously not good for the wound on his body. He just frowned slightly and the corners of his eyes jumped. He rushed to the exit. That's the direction of the shouting.

As soon as he came out of the dense forest, Tang Lin immediately saw the scene outside the forest. Although he knew that there might be a lot of people fighting in front of him, he was still shocked to see the real scene.

In the night ahead, a low hillside more than ten miles away stood full of dense figures. They were fighting with each other in the heavy rain. The blurred figure could not be seen clearly in the heavy rain, but the sound of killing spread directly to the place where Tang Lin stood. There was a faint shouting on the other side of the hillside, but under the heavy rain, the sound was very low.

Tang Lin rushed out of the dense forest and immediately shrank along the edge of the hillside and began to run to the battlefield. The hillside was full of knee-high weeds, which extended to the battlefield. Less than 30 seconds after Tang Lin left, a figure immediately rushed out of the forest and chased down the hillside.

Tang Lin lowered his body and ran quickly to the battlefield. Under the heavy rain, Tang Lin's figure was more hidden in the weeds, getting closer and closer. The shouting of killing gradually became louder, and Tang Lin also saw the situation on the hillside clearly.

Two groups of about 3,000 and 4,000 people were fighting tragically in the rain. The screams, screams, begging sounds and dying wailed far away through the rain curtain. Even Tang Lin felt his scalp numb when he heard it. Although he had killed several people, he had never seen such a tragic scene and heard such a miserable sound.

A cool air rushed straight from Tang Lin's back to his brain. He suppressed the throbbing in his heart and continued to sneak to the battlefield.

At this moment, Tang Lin suddenly felt an inexplicable panic. He said in his heart, "No! Someone attacked!"

Then a murderous atmosphere enveloped him. Tang Lin was cold all over, like falling into an ice cellar, and there was no time to react at all. His ears had already felt the sound of breaking the wind that even the cold rain could not suppress. The scream suddenly sounded and came behind Tang Lin in an instant. He didn't even have time to look back to see who stabbed the sword.

In the face of this lightning-like deadly sword, Tang Lin only had time to have an idea: Am I going to die? So I will be so afraid of death?

Just as Tang Lin was about to close his eyes and wait to die, a dazzling white light suddenly lit up from Tang Lin's side. The strong light made people unable to open their eyes. Then there was a "bang" sound in the white light, and then there was no sound. The white light then went out again. The heavy rain around him was still, but Tang Lin did not feel his body being Piercing.

He touched his body nervously and found that he had not been pierced. He quickly looked back. Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, he jumped up. In the heavy rain, in the long grass, a man wrapped in black veil was standing two meters behind him, holding a thin sword. Tang Lin.

After Tang Lin jumped away, he immediately found that there was something wrong with the man, but he couldn't explain exactly what it was. He knew that this man was one of the people who chased him, or the only one he couldn't see clearly. He looked at the man in black wary.

At this time, the man in black spoke, but his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, and even a little leaky. "Okay... Awesome.... Of... Sword!"

After the man finished speaking, the scene that surprised Tang Lin appeared. The man in black broke from his right shoulder to his left waist. His body was divided into two halves and fell into the grass. Tang Lin's eyes were very good. He could see the internal organs in the man in black, including several pieces of the internal organs that fell from his body, which were bloody.

Tang Lin was stunned and looked at the body on the ground for a while before he came to his senses. He suddenly picked up the spiritual sword on his right hand, which was often inconspicuous. He said what a great sword! White light!

After a moment of silence, Tang Lin suddenly raised his sword and laughed. He laughed happily, happily and unscrupulously, and the downpour could not extinguish Tang Lin's laughter. The spiritual sword has not returned for a long time, and he even almost forgot it. Although he took it with him, the spiritual sword seems to have become a pure sword. A mortal sword without spirituality.

In the previous battles, the spiritual sword did not save Tang Lin, which made him take it for granted that the spiritual sword would no longer take action. Unexpectedly, at Tang Lin's most difficult time, it finally "awakened" again.

Tang Lin stopped with a grinning belly cramps. Today, after several hours of fighting and running for his life, he has been exhausted. Not only physical fatigue, but more importantly, mental fatigue, he does not know who is credible.

Tang Lin gently stroked the cold sword body. The rain slapped on the sword and flowed down. The cold rain flowed down Tang Lin's fingers and slowly dripped down Tang Lin's arms and clothes to the ground. He looked at the spiritual sword without any awareness.

After a while, Tang Lin slowly raised his head and looked at the three middle-aged family owners who had followed him and Yu Xiaoxiao standing in the distance.

Tang Lin casually took a sword flower and shook off a drop of water. He said quietly, "Are you the owner of the three rat kings? Do you still have the confidence to catch me now?"

The shout of killing came tenaciously from the rain. The middle-aged owner looked worriedly at the situation on the hillside, and then looked down at the man in black on the grass and said nothing.

"Has Baihuapo arrived?" Suddenly, the middle-aged owner seemed to talk to himself.

But the person next to him immediately replied, "Yes, the owner, there is Baihuapo in front of him!"

"So... Do it!" The middle-aged owner suddenly roared. Then several people suddenly became in trouble and rushed to Tang Lin.

Tang Lin smiled and was about to dodge towards the hillside, but as soon as he moved, he was immediately shocked to find that there was something black under his feet that wrapped around his ankle. He couldn't escape for a moment.

"Roar! A roar came from Tang Lin's head, and another move to split Huashan from the sky. A big knife was held in the hands of the middle-aged owner and cut it down with Wanjun's strength. Seeing that the cold light shining blade is about to be cut off.

Seeing that the cold blade was about to be split, Tang Lin couldn't break away, so he had to fight in a hurry, wa! Unsurprisingly, the huge ring knife of the middle-aged owner was split in half by Tang Lin's spiritual sword.

However, the middle-aged owner was already prepared. He abandoned his knife and turned into a fist. He clenched his right hand and smashed it from Tang Lin's upper right. The cultivation of the middle-aged family owner Liupin is not the same as that of a child. This punch is powerful and powerful. Tang Lin was in a hurry to cross the sword and turned the blade to the middle-aged owner, waiting for him to attack.

Who knew that the middle-aged owner did not dodge this time and was about to hit the sword with a pair of meat fists. Tang Lin's attention was completely attracted by the middle-aged owner, but he did not notice that the other two had attacked him left and right.

Bum! The expected blood did not appear, and the middle-aged owner is worthy of being an experienced veteran in combat. The fist hit the side on the blade. Tang Lin was beaten back. Unexpectedly, his body moved, and he felt two empty sounds suddenly appearing on the left and right sides.

Fly! Tang Lin was horrmented. It turned out that the middle-aged owner was just a cover, but the real attack was the killing move of the other two people. At this time, Tang Lin also had no time to protect the wound. The domineering true spirit rushed out of the sword and burst through the wound on Tang Lin's body in an instant.

Then a force bounced from Tang Lin and dangerously avoided the two blades from the urgent attack. The two blades were cut against Tang Lin's cheeks. The water droplets driven by the blade were blown by the knife wind and blew on his face, causing pain.

! Tang Lin shouted and suddenly burst out the domineering spirit that poured into the body from the sword body, and punched the middle-aged family leader who attacked on the front. Bang! The middle-aged owner was hit by Tang Lin and flew out.

After cutting the two blades, they didn't stop and flirted along. With a clip on both sides, Ren Tanglin will be attacked by a person wherever he hides.

At this time, Tang Lin no longer retained it. He desperately inhaled the aura from the sword body. Under the accumulation of a large amount of aura, Tang Lin could not support it, and the domineering aura suddenly broke out from his body. Boom! The domineering spiritual pressure burst out of his body again, and a strong wind blew the blades of the two people, blowing them upside down.

It was not until then that the middle-aged owner landed dozens of meters away, but he was not injured. Tang Lin's domineering punch made him take advantage of retreat. As soon as he landed on the grass, he saw Tang Lin retreating his two companions.

Under the black night, lightning kept splitting down, illuminating the hillside. It also lit up the face of the middle-aged owner. The middle-aged owner looked at the two subordinates who were fighting with Tang Lin with a pale face, and countless thoughts turned around.

It seemed that he had made some major decision. The middle-aged owner gritted his teeth and took out a small box from his arms. It was indeed a small box, and it was about the size of a person's thumb. He opened the box, which was a small blue pill, very small. The middle-aged owner took a look at the small pill, and a trace of reluctance flashed on his face. He suddenly picked up the pill and swallowed it.

Although Tang Lin's domineering aura extracted from the sword body was extremely powerful, it did aggravate the injury again. He gradually became a little anxious, roared, and had a sharp aura. He blocked a man's attack with a sword, hit back, and stabbed another man.

However, every time he exchanged his life for injury, he was almost recognized by the other party. The two were just entangled and did not fight with Tang Lin. So Tang Lin can still remain undefeated at a speed far faster than them.

Obviously, they want to exhaust Tang Lin's physical strength. Or wait for Tang Lin to shed all his blood.

No, it can't go on like this! Tang Lin said secretly. He suddenly gritted his teeth, and the spirit sword body trembled, and a murderous spirit permeated from the sword body. The sword spirit that rushed to the sky once again burst out, with the domineering aura in Tang Lin's body. A huge spiritual pressure immediately suppressed the siege and fighting two people.

Ha! Tang Lin turned his body and cut off the head of a six-grade martial artist with one sword. Just as he was about to cut off another person, suddenly he felt a sneak attack behind him, and the sound of the sword in the rain was particularly harsh. Tang Lin turned around in a hurry, and a cold light rushed over with the momentum of killing.

Seven products! Tang Lin was shocked.

Doubt could not solve its dilemma at this time, and Tang Lin waved his sword to block the cold light. Then the middle-aged family owner rushed to Tang Lin from the rain in the dark. The momentum on his body is clearly that he has reached the realm of seven grades to have true qi cultivation.

At this time, Tang Lin can no longer support that domineering aura. With a drop of momentum, Tang Lin immediately returned to the cultivation of Liupinjing.

The middle-aged owner held a short blade in his hand and quietly handed it up in the rain. Tang Lin was shocked to take the spiritual sword to block the blow of the middle-aged owner. But he was slapped.

Without hesitation, Tang Lin immediately turned around and fled and ran to the battlefield in the rain. There, the battle is in full play.

Running close to Tang Lin, he found that there were two groups of people fighting uphill, which seemed to be an encounter. The two sides were not ready to fight.

At this time, thousands of people are mixing together and fighting together. You have me and I have you. There is no distinguishing from each other. No one noticed Tang Lin rushing into the battlefield in the heavy rain. When the two soldiers fighting together saw Tang Lin running over quickly, they thought it was the other party's helper. They were immediately separated and looked at Tang Lin. Unexpectedly, as soon as the two gathered their knives, Tang Lin ran between them. The speed scared them, but before they could kill each other again, they rushed up from the hillside. He chased Tang Lin and left a watermark.

One of the soldiers suddenly exclaimed when he saw the two people in the past, "City Lord!"

Tang Lin shuttled through the middle of the battlefield, surrounded by blades that could be cut at any time. The ferocious soldiers who fought together sacrificed their lives when they saw that they were not their own people. Unfortunately, their cultivation was too low. Tang Lin's six-level skills made his speed completely different from that these people could follow. Often when they saw Tang Lin coming, He disappeared immediately.

Dodging the random arrows next to him, Tang Lin always paid attention to the pursuer behind him, and the wound in his body further deteriorated. Tang Lin had to use some aura to calm the wound. Suddenly, he looked up at the front.

Wh! It turned out to be him, the young master of Jinyi who robbed Qiliping. Tang Lin suddenly thought, isn't this the son of the three rat kings or the son of the people who chased him?

A sudden plan in my heart. Noting that there were several five-grade guards around the young master of Jinyi, Tang Lin quietly disappeared his figure and sneaked over to the young master of Jinyi.

At this time, the young master of Jinyi was anxiously watching the battlefield under the protection of a guard, looking at Xianchi City from time to time, as if he was waiting for someone. The rain slapped on his body, and he was completely free from the arrogance of the past. Just keep staring at the direction of Xianchi City.

Choi! A flash of lightning suddenly lit up the battlefield ahead. The young master of Jinyi's pale face showed a shocked expression.

Because a sword appeared two meters in front of him, it was quickly stabbing him.

A scream broke through the sky--"Help me!"

On the market street where Qiliping is stationed, from time to time, a team of soldiers in military uniforms ran by. These people hurried past the big pit that was blown out by Tang Lin's sword. Almost everyone had to look at it in surprise. Surrounded by many torches, the big pit in the center of the street was really eye-catching.

The soldiers marched in the heavy rain, and the torrential rain came down from the sky, and everyone was drenched, except for the special torches in their hands. A long dragon was pulled out of the street, and the direction of the long dragon was exactly the direction of the East Gate. And in that direction, if Tang Lin was there, he could immediately hear that there was obviously someone fighting at the East Gate.

The rain dripped down the eaves into a pearl chain, and a man's voice sounded on the island in the middle of the lake.

"Report to the elders and patriarchs. The army of the imperial court was ambushed by us, and now the whole army has been destroyed. The speaker is the silent middle-aged man - an inspiration.

The elder with his back to the door in the hall did not say anything, but the patriarch Sa jumped up excitedly and shouted, "Well, it is worthy of being the kami of Linjiang. Tens of thousands of troops are extinguished in one hand."

"What else is the inspiration?" A low voice came. The elder still hasn't come back.

"In addition, the detectives of the court were found at the Dongcheng Gate. The young master and Lord Ji were going to destroy them, but there were many masters, so the young master asked me to call people. When I came, I had informed the people in the government office. It should be there now."

"I'm not asking this. What about the army of Linjiang?"

"I haven't got any news yet, but it should be coming soon." The inspiration bent down.

At this moment, a voice outside the courtyard came into the hall: "Report to the elders, a letter from the southwest."

"Come in!"

A guard came in from the door and handed a yellow envelope to the elder. There were still a few drops of blood on the envelope, and everyone was shocked. The elder took out a letter from the envelope with an iron face and began to read the letter.

Everyone stared at the elder's face for fear that the elder's face would change greatly. Say some bad news.

The elder suddenly looked up at the inspiration and asked him, "Have you guarded the tunnel of Baihuapo?"

The inspiration bent down and said, "It's still in our hands."

"That's good." The elder swept his eyes and said in a low voice, "General, when they arrived at the secret road of Baihuapo, they encountered the army of Jingnan before they could enter the secret road to Xianchi. Now that the two armies have fought together, the general can't come here separately, otherwise they will be defeated."

"What happens in the city depends on us. However, since the army of the imperial court has been destroyed, we only need to deal with the spies of the imperial court and Jingnan. All right, let's go! Be sure to guard the gates.

"Yes!"

East City Gate

The old man surnamed Xu gathered hundreds of people to lurk at the gate, waiting for the arrival of the army, but there was no news about the army, but waited for the Sa family to come, so the two sides started fighting without saying anything.

Master Sa and the middle-aged man surnamed Ji in black are in the back, and the little fat Tang Tiantian is beside them.

As soon as he arrived at the city gate, Taotao immediately pointed out that they came to kill the prince as soon as he saw the old man surnamed Xu. Seeing these people, how could Sa Jirong not understand that they were from the court and immediately ordered to be killed. The two sides began a war.

The masters of the old man surnamed Xu have been folded into Tang Lin's hands. Now there are only some warriors of three or four grades left, which are just equal to the people of the Safu. However, the old man was a seven-grade warrior. He went in and out of the crowd, and dozens of people died in his family, but they didn't touch a single hair.

Sai Jirong was in a hurry. Although the middle-aged man surnamed Ji knew that he was invincible, he had to bravely do it. Of course, the result was an absolute downfall, but it finally pestered him. The Rat King and Uncle Li supported Taotao and Xiao Pang one by one and protected them. The mayor looked straight at the old man who tossed and turned in the crowd.

After a while, the number of people in the mansion gradually increased, and the soldiers in the city began to gather here. The people of the court gradually felt more and more pressure, and they had been suppressed to a small place in front of the gate.

The old man surnamed Xu was in a hurry and attacked more fiercely and viciously. In a few moves, the middle-aged people in black were injured in many places. Tang Tiantian didn't care about fighting more and less. She flew over and fought with the old man.

Seeing that the situation was getting worse and worse, the old man became more and more irritable. Suddenly, a figure turned into the city from outside the city, and then several people followed. When a white-haired old man saw the old man surnamed Xu and hurried to the old man. The people behind also followed up.

Zhan Zhenchang's eyes shrank and moved his body into the crowd, but he knew the old man. It was the old man in the underground secret room and several court spies. If Sa Yin'er was there, he would be very surprised to find that she also knew, not the thin and weak Rong Rongrong.

Several people rushed to the old man surnamed Xu and rushed away Lord Ji and Tang Tiantian. The old man whispered to the old man surnamed Xu.

"What?" The old man surnamed Xu exclaimed. Obviously, he knew the news of the destruction of the whole army of the imperial army.

"Are you sure?" The old man surnamed Xu asked again in disbelief. Seeing the old man nodding, he held his forehead with one hand and was a little dizzy.

The old man quickly advised, "Your Excellency, order a retreat!"

The old man surnamed Xu looked at the black night sky of Xianchi City and felt the coldness of the raindrops hitting his face, and his heart was also cold.

"Retreat!"

Looking at the remaining 200 subordinates, the old man surnamed Xu felt dizzy again. Hey! This time, the court was a fiasco!

The people who came to the court are three or four grades of cultivation, which is fast to say, and it is also difficult to say. Several breaths broke away from the battle and jumped out of the city from the city wall one after another. Everyone was still waiting to chase, and the middle-aged man surnamed Ji shouted, "Don't chase!" It stopped everyone's pursuit.

Tang Tiantian turned around, walked to Xiao Pang, and asked strangely, "Well, where's the mayor? Isn't he here?"

Little Pang Taotao looked around doubtfully, "I was still here just now. Why did it be gone in the blink of an eye?"

Everyone didn't know why, but the Rat King smiled and said nothing.

At this time, Sa Jirong said to the little fat people: "I'm afraid your residence is no longer safe today. Let's stay at my house tonight. I'm afraid that Mr. Tang is so powerful that he has escaped now. Let's go back and wait."

Uncle Li thought for a moment and nodded.

Dozens of miles away, the fierce screams of the young master of Jinyi came from several miles away. The middle-aged owner who was chasing Tang Lin on the battlefield heard this tragic call for help, and his expression changed greatly and he hurriedly looked to the sound.

At this time, Tang Lin was holding a sword and stabbed the young master in brocade. A flash of lightning flashed across, illuminating the young master's shocked face and the sharp blade of the spiritual sword.

The middle-aged family owner is terrible. He roared:

"No————"