Qing Shui was really surprised. He didn't expect Lin Xiaofeng and Fatty Huang to be in such good spirits under such circumstances.
An ordinary person, not to mention being frightened half to death, would definitely be panicked.
How could this kind of scene scare Lin Xiaofeng? Even Fatty Huang's will has been tempered over the years.
The two people's relaxed looks made the members of the other side's holy sect frown.
No matter what, the relaxed look of the two people still surprised the people of these holy religions.
After all, this is the territory of the Holy Religion, and the people here must know the strength of the Holy Religion.
They are not like other demon sects. Who can join the holy sect and wear white robes is not the elite among the elite?
"Okay, all joking aside, it's not easy to fight this time." Lin Xiaofeng took a deep breath, and then said: "Qing Shui, you can find a way to rush out later, find Pang Chen, and ask him to bring people to rescue us. If you can in time,
When the time comes, we should be able to save him."
Qing Shui shook his head: "Let me stay. If I leave, you won't be able to hold on."
"Now is not the time to be nagging. Fatty Huang can't break out of the encirclement. If we don't find reinforcements, even if we hold on for an hour, it will be in vain." Lin Xiaofeng said in a deep voice: "It takes two minutes to get to Pang Chen, including what he brought with him.
Come back in five minutes!"
"I'll just stay here for five minutes." Lin Xiaofeng said.
Fatty Huang asked: "Can't we break out together?"
Feeling relaxed and relaxed, he could let thirty people gather around and work hard for five minutes. Fatty Huang was not sure whether he could persist in this kind of thing.
Lin Xiaofeng shook his head: "It's too difficult. Their target is me. If I want to break out, I won't be able to escape."
At this time, they couldn't help but continue talking.
The blood-red iron whip in Madam Ji's hand was swiped hard on the ground.
There was a crisp sound, and several cracks were made in the stone tiles on the ground.
"Fuck me!" Lady Ji said sternly.
When Qing Shui saw people on both sides gathering around her, she no longer hesitated and said, "Just hold on for five minutes."
After saying that, she jumped onto the wall with a loud voice, and ran directly on the narrow wall.
Even Lin Xiaofeng couldn't do that skill.
Fortunately, everyone's target was Lin Xiaofeng, and the group had no interest in Qing Shui's 'escaping'.
These white-robed Holy Cult members all took out dark iron chains in their hands.
Then, they chanted a spell in a low voice and threw the iron chains over the heads of Lin Xiaofeng and Fatty Huang.
The chains were thrown into the air one by one and turned into a big black net.
There is also a black light emerging from this large net.
Although Lady Ji said she wanted Lin Xiaofeng's head, she obviously still wanted to capture him alive first.
Lady Ji stood far away, showing no intention of taking action.
She is very confident in this iron net.
This iron net move was created by the Holy Lord and is called Holy Soul Lock.
When this net is covered, not to mention people, not even three souls and seven souls can escape.
Looking at the two people standing there blankly, Lady Ji felt relieved. She seemed to have foreseen that Lin Xiaofeng would be captured alive by her.
Then she took Lin Xiaofeng to receive the merit in front of Vice Leader Wan, and then was praised vigorously by Vice Leader Wan.
However, as the demon knife in Lin Xiaofeng's hand moved, the fantasy in her heart was cut through by Lin Xiaofeng like an iron net.
In Madam Ji's heart, the indestructible Holy Soul Lock was split directly from the middle by Lin Xiaofeng holding a demon knife.
This iron net was intertwined with each other. When Lin Xiaofeng slashed down with his knife, the entire iron net turned into black iron fragments and fell to the same place.
"How is that possible?" Mrs. Ji couldn't believe the power of the Holy Soul Lock. Not to mention her, any other elder protector in the Holy Religion could easily be captured in the situation just now.
Can Lin Xiaofeng be stronger than so many elder protectors in the Holy Religion?
Madam Ji almost instantly looked at the demon knife in Lin Xiaofeng's hand.
"What a baby." A smile appeared on Lady Ji's face. She had also watched the battle when the holy sect competed.
Naturally, he knew that ‘Leng Feng’ had a sharp weapon in his hand.
As long as he is captured alive, this sharp weapon will fall into her hands, as well as ghost magic!
When the time comes, I’m afraid that Vice-leader Wan will have to give himself a share to make sense, right?
Thinking of this, Lady Ji said loudly: "Catch as many alive as possible and bring them to me."
After Lady Ji finished speaking, these white-robed members of the Holy Cult no longer used magic.
After all, evil magic is too powerful. If it's not done right, Lin Xiaofeng may have to be killed.
This goes against Lady Ji's original intention of capturing her alive.
They took out white daggers from their white robes and rushed towards Lin Xiaofeng.
Fatty Huang also picked up a bow in his hand, but this bow would not be of much use in such a dense crowd.
He took a long bow and hit the person who was closest to him on the head hard.
With a bang, the man fell to the ground with blood all over his face.
Lin Xiaofeng and Fatty Huang were back to back. He was holding a demon sword, and with two swords he knocked down the person who was charging towards him.
If these people kept using evil spells, Lin Xiaofeng might not be able to last five minutes.
But in close combat, they are just showing off their swords in front of Guan Gong.
Lin Xiaofeng held a demon sword and kept slashing. Every time he slashed, he would kill someone.
After a while, eight people were lying at his feet.
Moreover, these eight people were all breathless and too dead to die.
Although Fatty Huang was under great pressure, thanks to his brute strength, he was not able to let these people rush past him for a while.
There were only about thirty people in white robes on this trip, and Lin Xiaofeng killed eight of them.
Including the three that Fatty Huang knocked down, one-third of the people were already loaded in such a short time.
These people in white robes could only retreat and look at Madam Ji one by one.
They are members of the Holy Religion, so they are not afraid of death, but they cannot risk their lives just because the people above them want to live.
Madam Ji's face seemed calm, but what she really didn't expect was that Lin Xiaofeng would be like Han Yong.
Among so many people, he could kill eight people in a row.
"They are just trapped beasts fighting with one breath." Lady Ji said, "I will meet them personally."
After saying that, she twisted her small waist and slowly came to Lin Xiaofeng and Fatty Huang.
She asked with watery eyes: "You two don't want to attack a weak woman like me together, do you?"
"Bah." Fatty Huang scolded: "Why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf?"
A cold light bloomed in Lady Ji's eyes.
Lin Xiaofeng patted Fatty Huang on the shoulder: "You step aside, I will challenge her to a duel."
Fatty Huang couldn't help but ask: "Can't you tell? When did you become such a gentleman?"
Lin Xiaofeng said speechlessly: "Do you think it's better for me to fight her alone, or for her to lead a group of more than 20 people to beat us?"