"You want me to hand over Lin Xing?" Jing Shiyu laughed.

Whether it was Marshal Zhang or Zhao Yuan, it was obvious that they both had a deep grudge against her.

The senior sister next to her also had ill intentions towards her.

In this situation, if she gave up Lin Xing, it would be equivalent to letting the other four people deal with Lin Xing first, and she, Jing Shiyu, would then face these four masters alone.

Jing Shiyu would never choose to leave her fate to her enemy, hoping that he would deal with her teammates and then abide by the agreement and spare her life.

Instead of this, she thought it would be better to fight to the death with Lin Xing. Two against four is always better than one against four.

Thinking of this, Jing Shiyu looked at the veiled woman and asked with a smile: "Senior sister, Lin Xing is my new disciple, and he is also a member of the Holy Church. You should be very clear about how the Holy Church treats traitors who betray their own people. It seems that the Xingxiao Sect has given you a lot of benefits this time."

Those eyes were filled with gloom, the original high spirits seemed to have disappeared long ago, and the whole person was filled with dejection.

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It was Zhang Tiande's Arhat combat body and Tiangang fighting spirit.

"I'm too lazy to count the past grudges."

So after being dispersed one by one, they quickly gathered together and reshaped again under the control of Lin Xing's spiritual thoughts.

She immediately realized that it must be that the giant Xingxiao Sect had used some unknown method to heal him, or at least temporarily suppress his injuries.

"There was a fat guy who was the weakest, so I burned him to death first."

"If they try to catch me, I will kill them."

Lin Xing looked at the man who was wrapped in bandages, with only a pair of eyes, nose and mouth exposed, shook his head and said, "That man is not like you."

"Anyone who wants to capture me alive should be killed."

Wearing heavy armor to fight on the battlefield and wearing light armor when fighting in the martial arts world is a strategy adopted by most warriors.

However, just as the four rulers were swept away, Lin Xing on the other side had already summoned four fire dragons using kerosene and spirit fire talismans.

“Let’s attack together.” After saying that, he waved his long sleeves, and two streams of colorful smoke gushed out, circling the entire battlefield, as if he wanted to trap Lin Xing and Jing Shiyu in it to prevent them from escaping.

Bang—four crisp sounds were heard in succession. Almost at the moment when the four rulers approached, they were swept away by the long spear in Zhang Tiande's hand and flew a hundred meters away.

“Pig manure?” Lin Xing shook his head. “I can’t remember the name. Anyway, the remaining two wanted to catch me, so I fought them while running away.”

Listening to the conversation between the two saints, he shouted impatiently: "What a long-winded guy! Are you done yet?"

"I was practicing my skills in my tent that day, but someone rushed in and said they wanted to capture me."

At this moment, his cheeks looked sunken and he seemed to have lost a lot of weight.

Seeing this scene, Jing Shiyu's eyes narrowed: "Zhang Tiande's injuries should be very serious, but he actually used these two sublimations so easily?"

Zhang Tiande looked at Lin Xing and sighed, "Lin Xing, it was indeed Zhu Fen and his men who betrayed you first, but you also burned him to death and burned down the camp."

Jing Shiyu sighed in her heart at the powerful strength of Xingxiao Sect and also pulled out the sword jade hairpin on her head.

Lin Xing touched his head and searched for the memories of what happened that night in his long memory.

"Lin Xing killed my Dragon and Tiger General that day, so why not seek revenge on him today? But you, sister, actually accepted the enemy of the Holy Church as your disciple. I wonder how the uncle will react when he finds out?"

Ignoring the angry glares from the two saints, the commander looked at Lin Xing and asked directly, "Lin Xing, Zhao Yuan said that you were the first to burn Zhu Fen to death that night, and then set fire to the camp. Is what he said true?"

"I remember……"

In Lin Xing's mind, memories of the distant battlefield surged up.

"Lin Xing!" Mist gushed out of Zhao Yuan's mouth, and he exerted his full strength in Tiangang Dou Qi. The murderous intent in his body soared into the sky, and a big axe, with the sound of whistling wind and thunder, chopped towards Lin Xing fiercely.

The three-meter-long spear in his hand seemed to have brought up a storm, scattering the fire dragons in the air one by one and turning them into sparks in the sky.

But the fire dragon is not a real living creature, but burning kerosene controlled by Lin Xing using the art of controlling objects.

Zhang Tiande shouted loudly and took the initiative to meet the fire dragon.

After all, in small-scale battles, warriors can often gain greater advantages by relying on their high speed.

On the other side, two figures were running one after the other, rushing towards Lin Xing like lightning.

He shook his head: "It's better to kill me than to capture me alive."

But in the process of Zhang Tiande being dispersed and Lin Xing being reshaped, Zhao Yuan had already found Lin Xing's weakness, directly broke through the blockade of fire, and rushed to Lin Xing.

Looking at the two warriors coming at him at high speed, Lin Xing would certainly not sit still and wait for death. As his spiritual thoughts surged, four streams of light rose up and shot towards the two people rushing towards him.

The ones who were the first to close the distance were naturally Zhang Tiande and Zhao Yuan, who were the best at martial arts at the scene.

With a roar, four fire dragons blocked the two people.

White mist gushed out of his mouth, surrounding his body.

Zhao Yuan glared at Lin Xing with hatred: "Marshal, why bother talking to this traitor? Just take him away directly."

Today's fight was not on a battlefield, and there was no need to be wary of all kinds of bullets and gunfire, so the two warriors did not put on their heavy armor.

The veiled woman laughed sweetly, "Sister, you are right. If anyone betrays his fellow disciples in the Holy Church, he will be punished by having his heart eaten by thousands of insects."

In this instantaneous exchange of blows, as the power in his body surged, Zhang Tiande felt an unprecedented sense of exhilaration, and he sighed in his heart: "Xingxiao Sect is worthy of being the overlord of the north. The effect of this healing medicine is too strong."

The Xingxiao Cult envoy, who was wrapped in bandages all over his body, gritted his teeth and said with murderous intent, "You bastard! That was me. It's a pity that you couldn't kill me back then. Today I will capture you and bring you back to the Cult to be dealt with by the Cult Master."

Now that Zhang Tiande was defeated, Zhao Yuan also followed him and joined the Xingxiao Sect.

The Xingxiao Cult envoy thought Lin Xing was mocking him, and laughed angrily: "The Cult Master said that as long as you are alive, it doesn't matter if you lose your hands and feet."

While the two saints of Tianyi Sect were talking, Marshal Zhang on the other side was staring at Lin Xing closely.

At the same time, the people on the cliff kicked down sealed wooden barrels one by one. As the barrels broke, more and more poisonous smoke spread.

Zhao Yuan gritted his teeth and said, "That's Zhu Fen. You burned Zhu Fen to death!"

"But today, since you and I each serve our own masters, let's each fight for our future."

At this point, Zhang Tiande's eyes seemed to be rekindled with fighting spirit, and his skin all over his body revealed a hint of golden light. In an instant, the whole person looked like a statue made of gold.

He rubbed his brows and said as he recalled: "Then one of them ran away, and the remaining old man wanted to chase me, so I burned him to death as well."

Zhang Tiande looked at Lin Xing dimly: "Lin Xing, my injury relapsed that day and I was unconscious in bed. I want to hear what happened from you."

After he found out that the leader of Xingxiao Sect attached great importance to Lin Xing, he made up his mind to capture Lin Xing this time, so as to make merit in front of the new leader and gain a firm foothold in Xingxiao Sect in the future.

To him, it seemed like it was so many years ago.

Facing Zhao Yuan who was rushing towards him, Lin Xing's eyes lit up: "Well done!"

He didn't even look at the axe coming at him, and kicked Zhao Yuan in the lower body.

Faced with this mutually destructive fighting style, Zhao Yuan was stunned.

In the distance, the Xingxiao Cult's messenger screamed, "Stop!"

(End of this chapter)