Chapter 37 Asura Hell

Chapter 37 Asura Hell

"No! He's a master!"

Such a horrifying scene made the people rushing over feel fear.

But there was no way out at this time, and the knights had no choice but to rush forward.

Lin Zhongtian laughed loudly, and the speed of his horse gradually increased. The iron spear in his hand was like a black poisonous dragon, flying up and down in the air, constantly picking at the weapons of those who were flying, and inserting the tip of the spear into their chests and necks.

"Puff puff--"

Along the way, blood bloomed in the mist like red lotuses.

All the cavalrymen passing by were on their backs, and no one could survive his attack.

Seeing Lin Zhongtian entering the shooting range of the convoy, the woman in white immediately shouted angrily.

"Fire the arrow!"

"咻咻咻——"

Arrows pierced the air, shooting towards Lin Zhongtian and the war horse at his crotch like a shower.

Such a dense rain of arrows is difficult to dodge at a flat shooting angle, so one can only rely on martial arts to resist.

Seeing this scene, Ding Xiu and others couldn't help but sweat for Lin Zhongtian.

Zhao Lihe also frowned slightly. He was not worried about Lin Zhongtian's life, but the black horse was not armored, so it would be difficult to save its life in such a dense rain of arrows.

Lin Zhongtian also realized this.

He laughed loudly and slapped Wu Zuima on his crotch.

Wisps of gray mist surged out of his palm like a swimming dragon, submerged into the Wuzui horse's body, and continued to swim on its surface, strengthening its skin and mane at an extremely fast speed.

The pleasure of the rapid evolution of life made Wu Zima couldn't help but raise his head excitedly and let out a long hiss.

At the same time, Lin Zhongtian concentrated his mind and mobilized his whole body's attention to open a white-eye-like perspective.

In an instant, the world in front of him froze as if a pause button had been pressed.

The flying arrows were like specimens solidified in amber, appearing in detail in Lin Zhongtian's white-eye-like perspective.

Lin Zhongtian waved the spear in his hand, slowly and accurately pointing at each flying arrow from a white-eyed perspective, causing the arrows to slowly deflect and hit other arrows.

These affected arrows will also deflect and then hit other arrows.

Repeatedly, it triggered a miraculous chain reaction.

In the eyes of others, Lin Zhongtian just waved the iron gun in his hand casually at an extremely fast speed, and all the arrows that came from him were miraculously deflected away by him.

Occasionally, a few fish slipped through the net and flew by just brushing the fur of the black horse under his crotch.

The tough fur and arrows created fierce sparks, but not even a single hair was broken.

Just like that, Lin Zhongtian rode a horse, brandished a spear, and broke out of the arrows unscathed.

Seeing this magical scene, the woman in white couldn't help but let out a startled exclamation.

"How can this be?!"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Zhongtian rushed to the front of the motorcade.

The sword and shield man standing at the front of the convoy immediately raised his shield, trying to resist the collision of the war horse.

The crossbowman hiding behind the sword and shield man had just strung up his bow, and before he could shoot the second arrow, he saw Lin Zhongtian leaping on his horse and passing over their heads like a divine soldier descending from the sky.

A jet-black poisonous dragon emerged from the slanting thorn, quickly zooming in on their field of vision.

"Pfft——"

The fierce spear light formed a fatal arc in the air, and blood blossomed from the necks of all the crossbowmen within a radius of five meters.

Their eyes widened and they looked at the non-stop running back in disbelief. They covered their necks with blood gushing out with their hands, making a whooshing sound from their throats, and fell to the ground with shock and unwillingness.

Lin Zhongtian kept running, holding the spear in his hand, and went straight for the carriage in the middle.

The guards blocking the road were so frightened by the enemy's bravery that they all retreated in fear.

Seeing this scene, the woman in white knew something was wrong. She immediately pulled out the Western sword from her waist and shouted sharply.

"The factory owner has ordered that anyone who stops this person will be rewarded with ten taels of gold! Anyone who takes his head will be rewarded with one hundred taels of gold!"

Money moves people's hearts!

With Huang Chengcheng's gold right in front of them, the convoy guards were immediately boosted in morale and rushed over with an angry shout.

Lin Zhongtian did not dismount, and stabbed left and right with the iron gun in his hand, cutting a bloody path through the dense crowd.

The heavy iron gun weighing more than forty kilograms, with the blessing of Lin Zhongtian's terrifying power, was like a legendary magical weapon. As long as it touched the enemy's weapon, it could break and fly away.

The enemy holding the weapon will also be shaken open by the terrifying force, his arms will be numb, and he will lose consciousness.

The enemy who tried to block the road was shot through the chest by Lin Zhongtian. Then he exerted force with both arms and shouted loudly, throwing the body hanging on the tip of the gun away and crashing into the surrounding guards.

Lin Zhongtian's hands kept moving, taking lives one after another.

In an instant, corpses were everywhere in the convoy, mutilated limbs were everywhere, and blood flowed into rivers. It was like a Shura hell, making people feel chilled all over.

Seeing this scene, not to mention the enemy who was facing Lin Zhongtian, even Ding Xiu couldn't help but sigh.

"Sure enough... there are only wrong names in this world, not wrong nicknames!"

"Ding Xiu!"

Zhao Lihe immediately frowned and shouted in a low voice.

Ding Xiu curled his lips, stopped talking, and continued to watch this hellish scene of Shura with the other men in black.

Among the many guards who worked hard for money, there were also some dead soldiers raised by Wei Zhongxian.

These dead men don't care about money, they just want to drag Lin Zhongtian here.

Therefore, on the way Lin Zhongtian was walking, several dead soldiers climbed on the roof of the carriage from time to time, roared and rushed towards Lin Zhongtian, trying to drag him off the horse and completely trap him here.

Faced with such a dead man who was risking his life, Lin Zhongtian showed no mercy.

The iron spear in his hand was swung violently, turning the spear blade into an axe, moving from top to bottom, splitting it diagonally in half in mid-air.

Blood mixed with internal organs spilled from the air, like a handful of cold water, waking up many guards who had been blinded by money.

Seeing many of the guards retreating with frightened expressions on their faces, the woman in white snorted angrily and urged her horse to come to the car.

"Mr. Factory, this man's martial arts skills are amazing. I'm afraid we are no match. We must cover your retreat first!"

There was no sound from the carriage, just an old palm stretched out and waved gently.

The woman in white understood what he meant, and immediately ordered the driver to turn around and retreat with seven or eight light cavalry escorting the carriage.

At the same time, the other two luxuriously decorated carriages in the convoy also turned around and evacuated under the cover of escorts.

It's a pity that such a tactic has no effect in front of Lin Zhongtian, who has a white-eye-like perspective.

Without any hesitation, Lin Zhongtian turned his horse's head and chased the carriage where Wei Zhongxian was.

At the same time, several dead soldiers drove horses to drag several baggage trucks and blocked them on the road that Lin Zhongtian must pass, as if they wanted to use the power of the carriages to slow down Lin Zhongtian.

But Lin Zhongtian didn't care. Before approaching the frame, he jumped off the horse.

The spear in his hand swept across, instantly cutting off the neck of one dead soldier, and piercing the chest of another dead soldier with a puff of flesh and blood.

The tip of the spear passed through the chest and was nailed to the baggage cart behind the dead soldier.

Lin Zhongtian landed on the ground, holding the handle of the gun with his right hand, and kicked it with his foot.

"boom--"

With just one kick, the baggage cart filled with grain and grass moved sideways close to the ground, revealing a gap of about two meters.

At the same time, Wu Zima also galloped over and passed through the gap without slowing down at all.

As they passed each other, Lin Zhongtian grabbed the saddle, got on the horse and continued to move forward.

Seeing this scene, the woman in white was shocked.

Looking at the carriage beside her, the woman in white gritted her teeth, took out a small crossbow from her waist, and pulled the trigger toward the sky.

"Boom-bang!"

The arrow roared into the air and exploded into a gorgeous firework in mid-air.

The cavalry guarding the other two carriages received the signal, immediately changed direction, and chased after them.

The woman in white herself also stopped the seven or eight cavalrymen beside the carriage, and turned with them to face Lin Zhongtian.

At the same time, the guards in the convoy had lost their will to fight and were scrambling for their horses, hoping to escape.

"Zheng——"

A cold light flashed, and a guard was decapitated, and his headless body slowly fell down in the gushing blood.

The guard who was fighting for the horse with him was stunned on the spot. He raised his head and saw a flash of sword gradually enlarging in front of his eyes.

"Pfft——"

The guard fell to the ground clutching his neck.

Zhao Lihe swung the long knife in his hand, and the blood on the blade immediately drew a blood line on the ground.

Behind him, nine men in black, including Ding Xiu, followed, each pulling out their weapons and looking at the frightened guards in the convoy with death-like eyes.

"Kill them."

Zhao Lihe said in a cold tone.