"You want me to hand over Lin Xing?" Jing Shiyu laughed.
Whether it was Dashuai Zhang or Zhao Yuan in front of her, they obviously had a big grudge against her.
The senior sister next to her also had bad intentions towards her.
If she gave up on Lin Xing in this situation, it would be equivalent to letting the other four people deal with Lin Xing first, and then she, Jing Shiyu, would face these four masters alone.
The idea of handing over her fate to her enemy, hoping that after the other party takes care of her teammates, then abides by the agreement and spares her life... Jing Shiyu will never choose it.
Instead of doing this, in her opinion, it would be better to fight to the death with Lin Xing. Two against four is better than one against four.
Thinking of this, Jing Shiyu looked at the veiled woman and asked with a smile: "Sister, Lin Xing is my new disciple, and he is also a member of the Holy Religion. How does the Holy Religion deal with those traitors who betray their own people? Senior Sister, you should be very careful
Just be clear, it seems that Xingxiao Sect has given you a lot of benefits this time."
The veiled woman smiled sweetly: "What my sister said is true. Anyone who betrays his fellow disciples in the Holy Religion shall be punished by having his heart eaten by thousands of insects."
"Lin Xing killed my disciple Dragon and Tiger Divine General that day. I want to seek revenge on him today. Why not? My sister, you actually accepted an enemy of the Holy Cult as a disciple. I wonder how my uncle would react when he found out?"
Bang - there were four crisp sounds in a row, and the four rulers were swept away by the halberd in Zhang Tiande's hand almost the moment they approached, and flew a hundred meters away.
It is Zhang Tiande's Arhat fighting body and Tiangang fighting spirit.
"Pig manure?" Lin Xing shook his head: "I can't remember the name. Anyway, the remaining two want to catch me, so I will fight them while running away."
"I remember……"
In Lin Xing's mind, memories of distant battlefields surged up.
Jing Shiyu's eyes narrowed when he saw this scene: "Zhang Tiande's injury should be extremely serious. How can he use these two sublimations so easily?"
Zhang Tiande shouted loudly and took the initiative to face the fire dragon.
While roaring, four fire dragons had already stopped them.
After he discovered that the leader of the Xingxiao Sect attached great importance to Lin Xing, he made up his mind to capture Lin Xing this time so that he could make contributions to the new leader and gain a firm foothold in the Xingxiao Sect in the future.
After saying that, he raised his long sleeves, and two streaks of colorful smoke spewed out, circling toward the entire battlefield. It seemed that he wanted to trap Lin Xing and Jing Shiyu in it and prevent them from escaping.
While the two saints from the Heavenly Will Sect were talking, Marshal Zhang on the other side was looking at Lin Xing closely.
"Anyone who wants to capture me alive should be beaten to death."
However, just as the four rulers were swept away, Lin Xing on the other side had already summoned four fire dragons using fire oil and spiritual fire talismans.
But the fire dragon is not a real living creature, but a burning fire oil controlled by Lin Xing with the ability to control objects.
After all, in small-scale battles, warriors can often gain greater advantages by relying on their high speed.
"Let's take action together."
The first ones to close the distance were naturally Zhang Tiande and Zhao Yuan, who were the best at martial arts at the scene.
He rubbed his brows and said while thinking back: "Then one of them ran away, and the old man who was left wanted to chase me, so I burned him to death too."
So after the strips were scattered, they were quickly reunited and reshaped under the control of Lin Xing's spiritual thoughts.
As a result, although they did not have the high protection brought by heavy armor, it gave them faster speed and more flexible movement.
She immediately realized in her heart that this must be the behemoth Xingxiao Sect who had used some method to cure him, at least to temporarily suppress his injuries.
"Lin Xing!" Clouds and mist surged from Zhao Yuan's mouth, Tiangang Dou Qi was unleashed with all his strength, murderous intent surged into the sky, and a big ax struck Lin Xing fiercely with the roaring sound of wind and thunder.
"If they want to catch me, I will kill them."
Ignoring the glares of the two saints, the commander looked at Lin Xing and asked directly: "Lin Xing, Zhao Yuan said that you first burned Zhu Fen to death that night, and then set fire to the camp. Is he right?
real."
"I was practicing my skills in the tent that day, but someone rushed in and said they wanted to capture me."
And streams of white mist spewed out from his mouth, surrounding his body.
To him, that seemed to have happened many years ago.
"There was a fat guy who was the weakest, so I burned him to death first."
Zhao Yuan gritted his teeth and said: "That's Zhu Fen, you burned Zhu Fen to death!"
"I'm too lazy to forget about the grudges and grudges of the past."
Listening to the conversation between the two saints, he shouted impatiently: "Lori, you're so sorry, have you finished talking?"
On the other side, two figures were already running towards Lin Xing, one after another, rushing towards Lin Xing like lightning.
Now that Zhang Tiande was defeated, Zhao Yuan also joined the Xingxiao Sect with him.
Zhang Tiande looked at Lin Xing faintly: "Lin Xing, my injury recurred that day and I was in a coma in bed. I want to hear what happened."
Having said this, Zhang Tiande's eyes seemed to be ignited with soaring fighting spirit again, and the skin all over his body revealed a trace of golden light, and his whole body instantly looked like a statue made of gold.
Zhang Tiande looked at Lin Xing, sighed and said: "Lin Xing, what happened back then was indeed that Zhu Fen and the others betrayed you first, but you also burned him to death and burned down the camp."
"But today, since you and I are each our own masters, let us each give it a try for our own future."
Today's fight was not on a battlefield, and there was no need to be careful about all kinds of bullets, so the two warriors did not put on their heavy armor.
There was a gloomy look in those eyes, and the original high-spiritedness seemed to have disappeared long ago, and the whole person was filled with a kind of depression.
He shook his head: "It would be better to kill me than to capture me alive."
Feeling deeply in his heart about the strength of the Xingxiao Sect, Jing Shiyu also pulled out the sword and jade hairpin on his head.
Wearing heavy armor to fight on the battlefield, while fighting lightly in the arena, this is also a strategy adopted by most warriors.
Lin Xing touched his head and searched for the memory of that night in his long memory.
The messenger of Xingxiao Cult felt that Lin Xing was mocking him and laughed angrily: "The leader said that as long as you are alive, it will be fine even if you lose your arms and legs."
Lin Xing looked at the man who was wrapped in bandages, with only his eyes, nose, and mouth exposed. He shook his head and said, "That man is not like you."
In this moment of fighting, with the surge of power in his body, Zhang Tiande felt an unprecedented sense of joy, and sighed in his heart: "Xingxiao Sect is worthy of being the overlord of the north. The effect of this healing medicine is too strong."
Seeing the two warriors approaching at high speed, Lin Xing certainly would not sit still and wait for death. As his spiritual thoughts surged, four streams of light rose up, and they were already shot at the two people who were charging towards them.
At this moment, the messenger of Xingxiao Cult, who was covered with bandages, gritted his teeth and said with murderous intent: "Shuzi! That's me. It's a pity that you couldn't kill me at the beginning. Today I will capture you and take you to the sect."
Leave it to the leader to deal with it."
But in the process of destroying this Tiande and reshaping Lin Xing, Zhao Yuan had already found Lin Xing's flaw, directly broke through the blockade of flames, and rushed in front of Lin Xing.
At the same time, people on the cliff kicked down sealed wooden barrels one by one. As the barrels shattered, more and more poisonous smoke spread.
Zhao Yuan glared at Lin Xing full of hatred: "Commander, why bother talking to this traitor? Just take him away."
I saw that the three-meter long halberd in his hand seemed to bring up a heavy storm when it was swung, scattering the fire dragons in the air one by one, turning them into sparks all over the sky.
At this moment, his cheeks looked sunken and he seemed to have lost a lot of weight.
Facing Zhao Yuan who rushed towards him, Lin Xing's eyes brightened: "Well done!"
He didn't even look at the incoming axe, and kicked Zhao Yuan's lower body.
Faced with this strategy of killing each other, Zhao Yuan was stunned.
The scream of the Xingxiao Cult messenger could be heard in the distance: "Don't!"