With awe, Lin Sheng sorted out his memories, put away his pen, and quickly washed and went to bed.

"This time, when practicing outside, there are actually twelve-level existences in Black Feather City. According to previous inferences, if the twelve-level city guard commander also becomes a monster, then..."

Anyway, Lin Sheng made up his mind this time and would never go to the city.

But he just got the map of Black Feather City, and he was eager to go in and see if he could find the shadow of extraordinary power.

Lying on the bed, he closed his eyes, his consciousness slowly became confused in the entanglement, and then he kept sinking, sinking, sinking...

"Um..."

A gust of cold wind blew, and he was so cold that he suddenly woke up.

When I opened my eyes, there was a mess of grass around me, and a slaughtered corpse of a rotten swordsman was lying horizontally in front of me not far away.

Lin Sheng stood up with a sword and looked left and right. He was still at a corner of the city wall where he was injured and avoided.

On both sides are gray and white dilapidated city walls full of holes, extending all the way to the distance, with fog invisible end.

He first quickly checked the injured part.

"The wound is healed?"

The previously injured area has completely returned to normal, and even the damaged clothes have been repaired.

Lin Sheng patted the wound hard, but it didn't hurt at all.

"You can use this trick to restore your state in the future."

He took note of this secretly, and looked up and glanced left and right.

On the left is the area he had swept before, and the rotten swordsman on the ground was found there.

On the right is the direction to go back to the city gate.

After a pause, he decided to go back to the right first.

"If I don't go in, I'll just go out and see if I can see it, right? Maybe this Black Feather City will change differently at different times."

Lin Sheng had the memory of the gatekeeper in his mind and the bottom of his heart. He had an accurate judgment on the entire Heiyu City and his location.

At this time, no longer run around like before.

He moved his hands and checked his body.

My body was wearing the white underwear I had when I came in before, all of them were long clothes and trousers. No wonder I was so cold.

"Where do you have to find a set of clothes to wear? This dream perception is becoming more and more real. Don't be cold to death later, that's funny."

He decided to pay more attention to clothes, and Lin Sheng unconsciously swept across the body not far away.

The rotten swordsman was wearing a mess of black clothes, and the original light gray material could be vaguely seen.

Through the gaps in the clothes, you can also see a lot of dry black blood and broken pussy liquid...

"Forget it..."

Lin Sheng decisively cut off his plan to snatch the rotten swordsman's clothes.

Holding the sword, he walked towards the city gate without any rushing step by step.

After walking for a while, a slight sound of footsteps suddenly came from the city wall in front.

Tak, Tak, Tak.

The footsteps were like stones strapping on metal boots in the soil, and the sound made was dull and cracking.

Lin Sheng felt a stern and immediately stopped.

What he didn't expect was that the other party seemed to notice him and immediately stopped.

Stop both sides at the same time.

The wind blew through my feet, and the weeds rustled not far away.

Lin Sheng felt colder and colder in his body, holding the hilt of the sword in both hands became tighter and tighter.

He pursed his lips and licked his tongue on his chapped lower lip.

Pick.

Suddenly a small stone fell from the city wall on his head.

Chi.

A soft sound approached quickly.

Lin Sheng was attracted by the stones, and his reaction was slightly slower, and his sword body was raised up.

Let's have a clang.

The two swords collided fiercely.

In the black fog, a black sword jumped from top to bottom and slashed hard in the middle of Lin Sheng's sword.

Only then did Lin Sheng see who the opponent was.

The other party was dressed as a rotten swordsman. He was wrapped in a white bandage on his head, and his eyes, nostrils and mouth did not reveal his eyes, nostrils and mouth.

But unlike other rotten swordsmen.

The bandage on this guy's head was not oozing out, and his hands and feet were completely healthy. The black suit on his body was not damaged.

There is no pustules on the exposed black skin.

Apart from the older clothes, it is like a normal person with a head injury.

Without too much time to observe, Lin Sheng was pushed back by the opponent's huge force.

The two of them quickly retreated.

The rotten swordsman paused his feet and stopped, only Lin Sheng continued to retreat along with inertia.

clang!

The two swords fought each other again.

Lin Sheng felt his hands numb, and his shoulders were shaken to pieces.

But before he could recover his strength, his opponent Black Sword came again.

The continuous sword strikes were deafening. Lin Sheng could only block the mercenary's combat instinct reaction.

Now he realized that the best thing in actual combat is the fighting instinct exercised by the wandering mercenary in the battlefield of life and death.

"So strong..." Lin Sheng tried his best to support him, and his heart was shocked.

This was the first time he had encountered such a powerful rotten swordsman.

Most of the previous ones were lame, or they had few arms and were always physically disabled.

But this time it's different.

The opponent is healthy and has superb swordsmanship, and is not even weaker than himself who has absorbed so many soldiers' memories.

"No... it's not weaker than me! If it weren't for the mercenary's instinctive reaction to danger, I would have been killed long ago..." Lin Sheng suddenly reacted in his heart.

He didn't remember to use any sword technique at all now. He burst out again and again in front of him and all the harsh sounds of attack. His body could only keep retreating and retreating.

He can't do anything else.

The black sword in his hand instinctively blocked the direction where the coldness came.

Only at this moment did he realize the strength of the mercenary.

If that guy hadn't been physically disabled and would not have had any systematic sword skills, he wouldn't have thought of killing others.

The impact continued to sound, Lin Sheng was sore all over, and he felt like he was hit by a heavy hammer again and again, and his hands were completely numb.

But both reason and instinct told him that he must hold on to the hilt of the sword, otherwise he will die!

Bang.

Suddenly, Lin Sheng took two steps back and found that there was no sound in front of him, no longer the continuous black sword attacks before.

He staggered and half-kneeled on the ground, his whole body became weak. His gaze was barely raised and he looked forward.

Under the moonlight, the rotten swordsman held his sword in one hand, standing two meters away from him, no longer chasing him.

Swish.

Two consecutive sword marks flashed and flew across the ground in front of the other party, forming a cross.

The rotten swordsman turned around and slowly left, slowly disappearing into the hazy mist.

Lin Sheng gritted his teeth and stood up, supporting himself with his sword to prevent him from falling.

Large pieces of sweat flowed down his forehead. But he didn't realize it at all.

"This guy... is completely two levels from the previous rotten swordsman! But why didn't he chase after him??"

Lin Sheng quickly glanced at him and immediately realized.

Where he was standing, on the left side of the road, a thick wooden pillar more than four meters high was erected, and a tattered black pennant was hung on it.

A black hawk pattern flapping its wings and about to fly can be vaguely seen in the middle of the flag.

"This is the boundary of the Heiyu City...it's so far away..." Lin Sheng felt incredible.

From the city wall to here, there is at least two hundred meters.
Chapter completed!