martial law

Yang Lin sighed, and there was a surge of anger in his heart, which burned like a prairie fire.

The burning caused severe pain in his liver and lungs, but his eyeballs became redder and brighter.

No matter which era he was in, he always could not understand certain behaviors.

Especially when you see the barbarians stepping on the heads of the Han people and wielding butcher knives.

When I saw it, I was filled with anger, and I wished I could have a bright and sunny day.

'Why, at the end of each teaching dungeon, it is inevitable to fight to the death?Could it be, can't I have a peaceful and peaceful day, allowing me to quietly understand martial arts? '

Some doubts had just arisen, and were thrown out of the blue by Yang Lin. Since he wanted to choose between life and death, he could only accept it.

He also knows one thing, that is, in the martial arts fantasy teaching scene, because it has happened in history, the general trend cannot be changed, but small things can be done.

Then there's nothing to worry about.

Kill his mother Hippy.

There is no need for him to do any psychological construction for himself.

Jin Bing came faster than expected.

Not long after hearing the sound of killing, there was a flash of fire, and with the sound of horseshoes rushing to the door of Huo's house, the leader of the Golden Soldier Squad, who was leading the team, gave a grinning grin and swung his knife to chop.

Everyone in the Huo family was crying, as if it was the end of the world.

Some people even lost their minds, they were rustling in place, and their feces and urine flowed together.

It turns out that few people would pick up soldiers and cry, fight back vigorously.

It's just neck-to-neck death.

"Song people of this era..."

Yang Lin shook his head and sighed.

With a flash of his figure, he stepped forward like lightning and punched out.

The head of the Jinbing team leader, just swung his knife, and before the sound of grinning, his head turned into a rotten watermelon.

Even if this body is not good at strength, but under the blessing of unparalleled speed, Yang Lin's strength is also great.

A random shot can have a huge force of nearly two thousand catties, hitting the body without armor defense, it is like a blood hole.

Dozens of gold soldiers were stunned.

Yang Lin was not in a daze.

He grabbed the Xueliang long knife that was about to fall, rolled up a wave of swords, and rushed into the group of golden soldiers.

After more than ten breaths, more than thirty people were killed.

He wiped the blood from his face, and his eyes were even redder.

Walking to Zhao Wan's side, he said in a deep voice, "Collect some soft goods as you like, don't delay any longer, let's go out of the city."

"Yes……"

Zhao Wan replied tremblingly, not daring to look into Yang Lin's eyes.

"Fire... Fire-eyed Golden Ape."

"It's the big devil who slaughtered the capital."

"Unexpectedly, he has been living in seclusion in the Huo Mansion. Fortunately, I thought he had a good temper, and sometimes he would laugh a few words."

There were whispers all around.

It was the whispered discussion of servants.

Some people were so annoyed that they couldn't help but slapped themselves several times.

It was the servant who disrespected Yang Lin and ridiculed him for his short stature like a monkey.

These people were shocked, with a little fear...

However, escape is still very fast.

Yang Lin walked and killed all the way.

The blood left behind was like a stream like a river.

The more he drifted away, the more hesitant his heart became, and the anger in his chest became more and more intense.

When he sent the young and old of the Huo family to the same huge team that was fleeing in a hurry, he stopped.

"Let's go. After crossing the river, settle down in the south and don't come back."

"Grandpa Ni, are you leaving? Do you still want to kill the golden men and dog thieves."

Huo Donghe is young, but he also understands the difference between Yi and Xia. He has read books: "I also killed Jinbing with you. I practiced that boxing technique very well."

"Okay, Xiaohe is very brave, but you can't go this time, you are too young."

"Also, don't call me Grandpa Ni anymore, call me Uncle, I'm not that old yet."

After finishing speaking, in Zhao Wan's eyes that hesitated to speak, she turned and left without looking back.

"This time, if you don't come back?"

"Then I won't go back."

Yang Lin knew that returning to Bianliang City was not only his own choice, but also the deepest choice of a certain monkey.

In fact, this is his home.

No matter what, he didn't want to leave, and he didn't want to forget again.

Nothing more than.

It means dying with the city.

The figure rushed faster and faster, and the waves of blood rolled under Yang Lin's knife. Finally, he saw a large banner and the forest-like iron stupa.

Facing the cold north wind, a large flag stands in front of Wende Hall.

The ant-like golden soldiers rushed in with a howl.

Yang Lin did not divert to rescue officials and ministers.

He just rushed towards the banner with the word "Wanyan" embroidered on it.

Regardless of the rain of arrows flying in front of you, or the iron riding like a forest.

kill……

Yang Lin let out a snarl, the hair on his head stood on end, his expression was like a ghost, his knife turned into a halo, and plum blossoms bloomed.

First of all, he forcibly pierced through the Futu iron cavalry formation, and beheaded a tall general who was fierce and holding a mace.

Knives and sticks clashed.

boom……

The huge roar of gold and iron resounded on the battlefield, and the tall general was slightly stunned, and his head fell off.

Not only was the mace cut off, but the remaining strength also cut off his head and killed the horse under him.

Yang Lin became more imposing and rolled forward.

"Ali scratch..."

"Master Dominion."

"Block him, stop him quickly."

"Guard Lord Zongwang."

There was a lot of shouting and cursing all around.

Arrows lift off.

Like a torrential rain.

Chapter 099

Numerous arrows covered the shooting, and cavalrymen wrapped in iron armor charged back and forth to block the road.

After all, Yang Lin is not a god, but a human being, and he will also be injured.

He walked and killed all the way, even killing the four fierce generals Benjian, Naye, Saici, and Taishi, and rushed forward hundreds of feet, and finally, he killed in front of Wanyan Zongwang.

He was also hit by three arrows and an axe. His left arm was dripping with blood and was suspected to have been fractured.

Although he had the body-eye technique for self-defense, he found that he still couldn't make it to the battle without being injured.

At this time, I suddenly understood why the ancient generals needed BMW long soldiers, sharp weapons and strong armor when they charged.

Because, no matter how powerful you are, it is impossible to block all attacks.

In particular, when the enemy's attacks are saturated to a certain extent and there is no room for dodging, they can only selectively accept some less fatal injuries.

Zhao Zilong was able to enter seven times and exit seven times, and kill through Changbanpo, not because Cao Jun was weaker than the Jin soldiers in front of him.

It was because, in that situation back then, that person just wanted to escape and save someone.

At this time, Yang Lin was charging against the trend, unwilling to escape, he was actively facing the trap and charging.

Facing the gun formation, rush.

Facing the rain of arrows, he also charged.

He didn't even think about retreating, he wanted to break through between life and death.

He also wanted to kill the opponent's leading general, but the purpose was actually very clear.

The Jin people came all the way to the south, divided their troops into two groups, and slaughtered countless at the same time.

Why would they dare to do this?

Just because the Song people had no guts to kill all the way and surrender all the way, there were not many soldiers and civilians of the Song Dynasty who could really threaten their lives.

This person, once he loses his scruples, will turn into a wild beast, showing cruelty that he can't even imagine.

Yang Lin felt that it was necessary for him to remind Jinren...

As long as you go too far, you can rise up everywhere in China, just ask your Jin clan and generals, do you have so many heads?

Did he become immortal again?

……

The blood is getting stronger, and the anger is burning.

For a moment, Yang Lin finally felt a hole in his lungs exploded, which seemed to be real, but at the same time seemed to be unreal.

Although the body is covered with scars, the strength has been lost along with the energy and blood, which is the loss of invisible vitality.

However, the strength is getting stronger and stronger, and the skills are becoming more and more mature, gradually reaching a certain critical point.

Yang Lin knew that his body had already lived a short time.

In just one hour and three quarters, this body is about to collapse, and life is about to come to an end.

"However, in the last days of my life, I finally saw the shadow of the road ahead."

How to describe it?

It's not scary to have a broken body, and it's not scary if the internal organs are cut by a sharp knife. He discovered that there is a new kind of power appearing between the lungs and viscera.

Like spring water pouring into withered trees, his body, at this moment, suddenly, under the influence of this inexplicable energy, has a more loose and agile feeling.

The surrounding wind like a knife turns into a spring-like gentleness.

Those arrows, rain, knives and guns stabbed him, and they all slid away.

No force at all.

His lungs were burned by the internal fire, but his body was even stronger.

The two members were wearing full armor, and the golden generals with towering horns on their heads watched the arrow rain and took a break, not wanting to let this dreadful little Song man rest, so they all attacked.

One of them was wielding a sharp-toothed hook blade, and the other was wielding a double-edged battle axe. With the sound of whining wind, they hit with a bang, but Yang Lin didn't dodge to block this time.

Instead, he leaned over and rushed.