"Oh no! He's a master!"

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

But there was no way to retreat at this time, so the riders had no choice but to charge forward.

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

“Puff—puff—puff—”

As they rushed along, blood bloomed in the mist like red lotuses.

All the cavalrymen who passed by were thrown to the ground, and not a single one of them could survive a single blow from him.

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

"Shoot!"

“Swish, swish, swish—”

Arrows pierced the air and shot towards Lin Zhongtian and his horses like a rainstorm.

Such a dense rain of arrows is difficult to dodge at a flat angle, and the only way to resist it is to rely on martial arts.

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

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

Lin Zhongtian also realized this.

He just laughed loudly and slapped the black horse with one palm.

Wisps of gray mist emerged from his palm like swimming dragons, sank into the body of the black horse, and continuously moved across its surface, strengthening its skin and mane at an extremely fast speed.

The pleasure of rapid evolution of life made the black horse raise its head excitedly and let out a long neigh.

At the same time, Lin Zhongtian concentrated his mind and mobilized all his attention to open up the white eye perspective.

In an instant, the world before my eyes froze as if the pause button had been pressed.

The flying arrows, like specimens frozen in amber, were clearly visible in Lin Zhongtian's almost sclera-like eyes.

Lin Zhongtian waved the spear in his hand, and from the perspective of the white eye, he slowly and accurately hit each flying arrow, causing those arrows to slowly deflect and hit other arrows.

The affected arrows will also be deflected and collide with other arrows.

This repeated process triggered a chain reaction that was like a miracle.

In the eyes of others, Lin Zhongtian was just casually waving the iron spear in his hand at an extremely fast speed, and all the arrows that were shot at him were magically knocked away by him.

Occasionally, a few fish would slip through the net and just brush against the fur of his black horse.

The tough fur and the arrow collided with each other, creating intense sparks, but not even a single hair was broken.

In this way, Lin Zhongtian rode his horse, wielded his spear, and emerged from the rain of arrows unscathed.

Seeing this magical scene, the woman in white couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.

"How is this possible?!"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Zhongtian had already rushed to the front of the convoy.

The swordsman standing at the front of the convoy immediately raised his shield, trying to withstand the impact of the warhorse.

The archers hiding behind the swordsmen and shieldmen had just drawn their bowstrings and had not yet had time to shoot the second arrow when they saw Lin Zhongtian leaping on his horse and passing over their heads like a god descending from the sky.

A jet-black poisonous dragon emerged from the side and quickly enlarged in their field of vision.

“Puff——”

The cold spear light formed a deadly arc in the air, and blood burst out from the necks of all archers within a radius of five meters.

They stared with wide eyes, looking at the back of the man who was running non-stop in disbelief, covering their necks where blood was gushing out with their hands, making hoarse sounds in their throats, and fell to the ground with shock and unwillingness in their hearts.

Lin Zhongtian kept on galloping, with the spear in his hand raised, and went straight for the carriage in the middle.

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

Seeing this scene, the woman in white knew something was wrong, and immediately drew the Western sword from her waist and shouted loudly.

"The factory manager has issued an order that anyone who stops this man will be rewarded with ten taels of gold! Anyone who takes his head will be rewarded with one hundred taels of gold!"

Money can move people’s hearts!

Seeing the bright yellow gold right before their eyes, the morale of the convoy guards was immediately boosted, and they all rushed over shouting angrily.

Lin Zhongtian did not dismount. He swung the iron spear in his hand left and right, cutting a bloody path through the dense crowd.

The solid iron spear weighing more than 40 kilograms, with the blessing of Lin Zhongtian's terrifying power, was like a legendary magic weapon. As long as it touched the enemy's weapon, it would break it and send it flying.

Enemies holding weapons will also have their knuckles cracked by the terrifying force, their arms going numb and losing consciousness.

The enemy who tried to block the way was shot through the chest by Lin Zhongtian. Then he exerted force with his arms, shouted loudly, and threw the corpse hanging on the tip of the gun away, hitting the guards who had surrounded him.

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

In an instant, the convoy was littered with corpses, body parts scattered everywhere, and blood flowed like a river. It was like the Asura Hell, making people feel cold all over.

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

"Sure enough... there are only wrong names in this world, but no 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 Shura hell-like scene with the other men in black.

Among the many guards who worked for money, there were also some death warriors recruited by Wei Zhongxian.

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

Therefore, as Lin Zhongtian was moving forward, from time to time a few assassins would climb onto the roof of the carriage, roaring and rushing towards Lin Zhongtian, trying to drag him off the horse and trap him to death here.

Faced with these desperate men fighting for their lives, Lin Zhongtian showed no mercy.

He swung the iron spear in his hand violently, turning the spear blade into an axe, and split it diagonally in half from top to bottom in mid-air.

Blood mixed with internal organs fell from the sky like a handful of cold water, waking up many guards who were blinded by money.

Seeing many guards retreating in fear, the woman in white snorted angrily and urged her horse to come to the side of the carriage.

"Boss, the man coming here has amazing martial arts skills. I'm afraid we are no match for him. We must cover your retreat first!"

No sound came from the carriage, but an old hand stretched out and waved gently.

The woman in white understood what he meant and immediately ordered the driver to change direction and retreat with seven or eight light cavalry guards.

At the same time, the other two luxuriously decorated carriages in the convoy also changed direction and evacuated under the cover of guards.

It’s a pity that this strategy of confusing the enemy with other troops has no effect in front of Lin Zhongtian, who has a vision similar to that of a white eye.

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

At the same time, several assassins drove horses and dragged several baggage carts, blocking the road that Lin Zhongtian had to take, as if they wanted to use the power of the carts to slow down Lin Zhongtian's steps.

But Lin Zhongtian didn't care. He jumped off the horse before reaching the carriage.

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

The tip of the spear pierced through the chest and was nailed firmly to the baggage cart behind the assassin.

Lin Zhongtian landed on the ground, grabbed the gun handle with his right hand, and kicked.

"Bang--"

With just one kick, the baggage cart loaded with food and fodder moved sideways along the ground, leaving a gap of about two meters.

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

As they passed each other, Lin Zhongtian grabbed the saddle, jumped onto the horse, and continued moving forward.

Seeing this scene, the woman in white was horrified.

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

“Swoosh—bang!”

The arrow whizzed 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 caught up.

The woman in white 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 horses, trying to escape.

“Zheng——”

A cold light flashed, and a guard's head was cut off. The headless body slowly fell down in the gushing blood.

The guard who was competing with him for the horse was stunned on the spot. He looked up and saw a flash of knife light gradually getting bigger in front of his eyes.

“Puff——”

The guard fell to the ground, holding his neck.

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

Behind him, nine men in black, including Ding Xiu, followed, each drawing their weapons and staring at the frightened guards in the convoy with deadly eyes.

"Kill them."

Zhao Lihe said in a cold tone.