"laugh!"

A cavalryman's spear broke through the wind, and a thin ray of true energy was wrapped around the spear, heading straight to the heart of the wolf.

"court death?"

The sword cultivator of the demon clan in the Galaxy Realm looked ferocious and raised his sword without thinking. The spear of the cavalry was immediately shaken into a piece of iron powder, and his body and the war horse turned into a bloody rain. The anger of the tenth level sword cultivator was so powerful that this kind of cavalry with only one level of martial artist had no room for confrontation.

But just when Lang Xing killed the cavalry with one sword, a golden copper coin and a Buddhist bead came in the air with rich spiritual energy. It was the attack of two cultivators following the army, one in the fourth realm and the other in the fifth realm. It was already considered a person with great strength and respect in the army, but in front of the sword cultivator in the Galaxy Realm, it was nothing.

When the wolf's thought arose, a wisp of sword intent condensed into a sword aura to protect it around him, with a grim smile on his lips: "Just you!?"

But in this second, a ray of sword energy in the jungle behind him enveloped Lang Xing's forehead, which immediately gave him an ominous premonition. Sure enough, in the next second, the damn level 40 intern swordsman came again, and a sword energy hit Lang Xing's body, causing the Galaxy Realm sword cultivator to tremble all over and fell into a dizzy state again. The protective energy of the body instantly dissipated. Two blood holes were suddenly made in front of his chest by the golden copper coins and Buddhist beads, and the blood bar suddenly dropped as much as 18% again.

He finally realized that this kid seemed to be very different from those big Shang cavalry and the followers. He had some kind of ability to protect the way of heaven, which was the reason why he could not kill him. But this heavy protection would eventually be exhausted. So at this second, Lang Xing gritted his teeth and first cut off this little thing, and then chopped down so many big Shang cavalry!

"Come on, I'll play with you!"

Lang Xing suddenly turned around, and the sword blade shook, and a wisp of sword energy fell from the sky and enveloped Lin Zhao's head. Then dozens of sword energy fell from the sky. It was a killer move that Lang Xing was proud of walking in the world of the demon clan. The sword energy was sunk!

Not good!

Lin Zhao stepped back without thinking, and gently brushed his left hand, and the sword intent in his body swirled out, turning into sword auras to protect him. He even predicted that a large blood bottle would be knocked down. In the next second, there was a loud "puffed" sound, and wisps of galaxy sword energy hit Lin Zhao's sword aura's protective effect. In a blink of an eye, the thin level 4 protective sword aura seemed to be about to be smashed, and nearly 8,000 blood strips were left in an instant, with only less than 3,000 left!

Too cruel!

He suddenly raised his eyebrows and realized that the level 48 boss of Lang Xing could not be treated completely as a level 48 boss. He is also a big shot in the mission plot, a demon sword cultivator with the strength of the Galaxy Realm. His attack and killing power is far greater than the strength that the level 48 Dark Gold boss should have!

"hurry up!"

Han Yi held the steel gun and suddenly pointed it. The sharp tip of the steel gun pierced Lang Xing's back, leaving a bloodstain. However, Lang Xing didn't care about Han Yi's attack or the attack of a group of big Shang cavalrymen. He just focused on the sword intent and sword energy, and continued to attack Lin Zhao, who was almost about to flee in panic.

"I'm not dead yet!"

Lang Xing roared and rushed into the air, and a straight stab at Lin Zhao's heart. At the same time, a flying sword flew out of Lang Xing's Yunjian Lake, turned into a frost with ice and snow power, and walked around behind Lin Zhao, launching a fatal blow to his back heart. This move undoubtedly requires attacking both sides and killing this tricky guy in an instant.

His whole body was like falling from an ice cave, and a sense of crisis of dying was covering Lin Zhao's whole body, but at this moment he was not panicked. He was not panicked at all when he fought against the thirteenth realm monster Bai Lan on the Snowy Tianchi Lake. Even if he died in battle at this moment, he was not really dead. What's there to panic? The next second, just as Lang Xing's sharp sword and flying sword were about to pierce through his body, Lin Zhao suddenly launched a sword-drawing slash horizontally!

The damage of the sword drawing slash doesn't matter. It won't hurt Wolf Xing anyway, but the displacement effect of these 3 yards can save your life!

"Swish!"

In an instant, Lin Zhao completed a short-range movement. Just as he moved away, a flying sword penetrated through the air, and the wolf's sword also shook a brilliant sword flower in the air. Unfortunately, both attacks were empty.

"You dare to tease me!"

Lang Xing raised his eyebrows and blasted Lin Zhao with another sword.

This time, Lin Zhao no longer planned to escape blindly. Under the horrific gaze of a group of great Shang cavalry and the followers of the army, he raised his sword and faced the difficulties. When he ate the wolf Xing's sword on his shoulder, the flame necklace between his neck was lingering in the rays of light, and directly activated the special stunt "Blade of Silence". Suddenly, a purple artistic conception was shrouded on the tip of the Qinglu Sword, and it instantly slashed on the wolf Xing's body, causing a question mark to hang on his head. It was already silent and could not use any skills!

"What are you waiting for!?"

Lin Zhao retreated and shouted: "Attack and kill with all his might, smash all the demon-suppressing talismans!"

"quick!"

Han Yi raised his gun and yelled: "Listen to him, listen to him!"

The next second, countless great Shang cavalrymen threw their own cavalry spears and cut out their long swords, while several followers of the army shot more than 30 demon-squeezing talismans and blasted at the sword cultivator of the Star River Realm Demon Clan.

“???”

Lang Xing stood in place, confused. He really couldn't understand why the spiritual energy in his body could not be activated in an instant, and he couldn't understand why his two sword lakes seemed to be suddenly sealed and disappeared in an instant, and he couldn't feel what kind of ability this was, how did this kid do it? This should be a suppression of the heavenly way that only a huge difference in realm is. Who is this kid? Is it a thirteenth level or even a thirteenth level sword cultivator?

Could it be that he is the reincarnation of the Soldier Ding Muchen?

Just as Lang Xing was thinking hard, he had forgotten to dodge, and immediately ate countless arrows, threw guns and dense demon-suppressing talismans. In a blink of an eye, the sword cultivator in the Galaxy Realm was already covered in blood, and his blood strips fell straight to only 15% of the remaining position. Lin Zhao took advantage of the opportunity to get into the jungle and knocked on the blood bottle wildly.

"Han Yi, I'll leave it to you next!" he shouted.

Han Yi raised his steel gun and clasped his fists in the jungle: "Please leave it to us, thank you young man!"

At this time, when Han Yi looked at that guy, he was already full of respect. This was a young man who dared to fight and would become a great man in the future!

Lang Xing was covered in blood. When he turned around and looked at the guy in the woods' escaped back, he couldn't help feeling a little dazed. The guy's appearance and temperament seemed to be familiar!

A hundred years ago, in the decisive battle of the Snowland Tianchi, the commander of the demon clan, Lord Yu Ge, led five military tents to lay out a large formation to attack the Tianchi military camp. During that battle, Lang Xing was still a small wolf demon with only three realms. He hid in the crowd and watched from afar, watching Chu Huaixi of the Great Chen Dynasty died in battle, and watching the white-clothed young man who used the Snowland Tianchi as a furnace and knives to win a hundred years of peace for the entire human race, the Snowland Tianchi Lin Baiyi... For some reason, Lang Xing subconsciously linked the young swordsman in front of him with the famous Snowland Tianchi Lin Baiyi of the world. In the dark, these two seemed to overlap.

But it is impossible. After a hundred years, Lin Baiyi died in battle and turned into ashes. Even if he survived, he would not be so young. After all, Lin Baiyi is a martial artist, and the martial artist is a martial artist. After a hundred years, he is at least a middle-aged man.

However, Lang Xing ignored something, that is, no matter what, he should not think about this at this moment. What he should think about is how to kill the enemy and how to destroy the hundreds of Shang cavalrymen in front of him. His mood was already in chaos. When he woke up, it was too late. He was covered with steel guns and arrows, like a hedgehog.

"I'm not willing!"

Lang Xing roared, dragged the last 5% of the remaining blood, and waved it with a sword. Suddenly, more than a dozen cavalrymen turned into blood rain. His sword intent rushed up, and his eyes were filled with hatred.

But at this moment, the despicable and shameless guy in the jungle came again. After the CD that was hit by the sword energy, he knocked Lang Xing out again with a "peng". Then he also came a continuous skill attack that swept across thousands of troops and slashed the universe. After one set of battles, he immediately drew his sword and came behind Lang Xing and attacked behind him.

As a result of the fall of clusters of arrows and magic, the last qi and blood of Lang Xing were also wiped out.

In addition to his unwillingness, he also had some suspicion.

"Plop..."

Just as the Wolf's blood strip fell to the ground and fell to his knees, he frowned and looked up at the young swordsman in front of him holding the Qinglu sword in his hand and carrying the ancient sword behind him. He became even more dazed, and said in a trembling voice: "Can I...can I ask you a question?"

"Um."

Lin Zhao nodded slightly, walked forward and lowered his voice: "Ask."

"Are you him?"

"yes."

“…”

Lang Xing's body fell down with a bang, and the moment his cheek was buried in the soil, he actually showed a smile of relief. He murmured with his last strength: "Let's... In the past, the centurion of the 27th Battalion of the Eighth Army of the Demon Clan, see Lang Xing... see Lin Shuai..."

Lin Zhao was the only person who heard these words at the scene. Looking at the sword cultivator of the demon clan in the Galaxy Realm who was lying on the ground, he also felt like he was a different life. If it weren't for the feud of the world, this wolf move might have been a good friend.

...

"Finally, it's solved..."

The guard chief Han Yi walked forward with a steel gun, looked at the corpse of Lang Xing on the ground, and then looked at the incomplete corpses of the Da Shang cavalry all over the ground, and couldn't help but kick Lang Xing's corpse in anger.

Lin Zhao took a deep breath. Lang Xing was dead, but it was not his own kill. Level 48 Dark Gold boss, but it was a pity that it was just a set of characters in the task plot. It did not completely follow the player's mechanism of killing bosses, but it didn't matter. After all, this was rewarded with this S-level main task.

Just the next moment, a ringtone rang, and the task was given a reward for the task—

"bite!"

System prompt: Congratulations on completing the main task [Killing Wolf Walk] (S-level), and receive rewards: 45% experience value at this level, 100 gold coins, 300 reputation value, 1 charm value, and receive additional rewards: [Autumn Water Ring] (Dark Gold Tool)!
Chapter completed!