After hearing Sun Zhong's words, Xia Lin smiled helplessly. This situation was really unexpected.

"Go ahead and take a look."

Sun Zhong was about to say something, and when he looked at the person walking in opposite directions, he suddenly smiled and said, "Master, I'll go too. It seems that I'm still an acquaintance."

"Do you know that guy?" Xia Lin said, pointing to the guard leader in the distance.

"Well, I met this guy once during the last robbery. He was very cruel and many brothers fell into his hands." Sun Zhong sneered, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"Oh?" Xia Lin thought, "It seems that this robbery will not be too monotonous."

As the team approached, Sun Zhong took the lead and looked at the guard leader in the distance and snorted coldly: "Lynch, I haven't seen you for a few months, I miss you so much."

Lynch suddenly looked up and saw Sun Zhong's face suddenly changed: "Sun Zhong?!"

Then he looked at the team in front of him and his face changed drastically: "You are..."

brush!

Rows of knives were taken out neatly, reflecting dazzling light in the sun.

"Damn it, it's the Black Wind Village robber! Prepare for the war!"

Lynch roared, the caravan panicked, the formation quickly contracted, and guards quickly stepped forward to protect the merchants.

He traveled through this place countless times, and he also had a lot of impression on the powerful young man, Heifeng Village. Sun Zhong, who has sixth level of body training, is not inferior to him at all.

If Sun Zhong appears here, it will be troublesome!

The caravan has a large number of people, but most of them cannot fight. There are only more than 30 people who can fight. However, each of these more than 30 people has the strength of the three levels of body-building and the fourth level of body-building. The average strength is far above the people in the parable.

On the other hand, although all the hundreds of people look extremely fierce, most of them are in the double body, while some are in the third body, and their average strength is relatively weak.

Despite this, the caravan's guards also had to protect the caravan's people, so they were in a weak position.

"Good, surround them." Xia Lin said lightly.

"yes!"

Everyone responded, and one hundred people expanded and quickly surrounded the caravan from afar. Xia Lin took Lu'er and Sun Zhong slowly walked forward.

Lynch was trapped in the middle of the middle, but his face remained unchanged. He looked at Xia Lin in front of him, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. When did the robbers become so high-end and still have a maid?

Suddenly, a clear understanding flashed in Lynch's eyes, "The trial of the Black Wind Village?"

"good."

"I wonder which young master is from Heifeng Village?" Lynch looked at Xia Lin with a serious expression.

"Xia Lin."

"Xia Lin...that weak eldest young master?"

A strange look flashed across Lynch's face, and then he felt relieved.

The shipping time this time is very fast, so even if there may be activities in the Black Wind Village in the past few days, they still went out. Unexpectedly, they encountered it. When they were secretly feeling unlucky, they encountered an unexpected surprise.

No wonder he felt a little strange. He was still taking a maid when he went out. Unexpectedly, it was the weak young master of Heifeng Village. It seems that the rumors are not false.

"Weak?" Xia Lin repeated for a moment, then smiled, "Maybe, no one will say this word in the future."

"Young Master is so confident?"

Lin Qi sneered at the sight of this. It turned out to be a young master who couldn't wait to prove himself. However, it was a bit whimsical to try to attack their Lin's caravan.

Xia Lin shrugged and said lightly: "You'd better talk about this after you fight. I don't need to say more about the rules. If you don't want to hand over your property, you can only fight!"

Lynch sneered: "Fight when fighting!"

Taking advantage of the opportunity to speak, Lynch took a big step and rushed forward. A long sword in his hand broke out and stabbed directly towards Xia Lin.

The fierce wind blew past, as if blew up Xia Lin's hair bun. On the long sword, the chill seemed to be transmitted to Xia Lin's face. The next moment, he might be assassinated directly.

But at this moment.

"when!"

A crisp sound of metal clashing came, and a long sword crossed in front of Xia Lin, blocking Lynch's sword firmly.

Sun Zhong laughed wildly: "Lynch, your opponent is me. I haven't seen you for a few months. Let me see if you have made any progress?"

"snort!"

Lynch was not surprised. He waved his sword and got together with Sun Zhongzhan.

The disciples of the mountain village were about to rush forward and take them down. Xia Lin waved his right hand and let everyone stand on time.

The strengths of the two sides are not much different. If they fight together, the casualties will be too heavy. For Xia Lin, this is just a surprise asset. If he has not reached the target and has lost his manpower here, he would not want to see it.

They stopped charging in front of them, and the nervous guards on the caravan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Xia Lin looked into the field. At this time, the two teams had a strongest battle. He pulled Lu'er and stood in front and looked at them, completely as if he was watching the fun.

During the body-building period, it only exercises the body and provides the best foundation, and it cannot ignore weapons. Therefore, both Lynch and Sun Zhong are equipped with weapons made of fine iron.

As for what warriors should not use external objects, it is completely nonsense to them. Every day, when life and death are intertwined, they will be indifferent if they are not careful. The kingdom is to increase their strength!

The warrior breaks through the body and enters the cyclone. With the help of the mysterious energy, he can naturally ignore these weapons, but he probably has little hope to resist the weapons by relying solely on his body.

In terms of physical strength and hard weapons, only cultivators!

If you refine it to the extreme and become a saint in the body, let alone the weapons made of essence and iron, even if it is a mysterious treasure, you can still be a pity!

This is the strength of the cultivator.

"Young Master, is Sun Zhong okay?" Lu'er looked at the two people in the battle, and the sound of swords and swords continued to sound. Under the reflection of the sun, white light flashed, and even looked fierce.

Xia Lin shook his head slightly and smiled, "It's okay. Although the two are almost the same strength, Sun Zhong is fighting almost every day, and his methods and experience are slightly better than those named Lynch."

"Oh." Lu'er nodded in a vague way.

Sun Zhong's sword technique is a big opening and closing, and it is completely from actual combat. It seems that there is no special martial arts. When he fights, he is completely as arrogant and sharp as himself!

Lynch's sword technique is just average, seemingly messy, but very systematic. It can be seen that this is a tried-and-tested sword technique, which is extremely powerful in his hands.

"Interesting, a competition between professionals and wild ways." Xia Linpo said interested.

"Young Master, what is a professional class?"

Lu'er asked strangely, since childhood, there have been some inexplicable words popping up from the young master's mouth many times.

"Well, professional..."

When Xia Linzheng was having a headache and explained to Lu'er, the situation ahead suddenly changed.

"when!"

Sun Zhong blocked Lynch's attack again, suddenly his body rotated, and he took a long sword and slashed out three times in a row, all hitting the same place on the long sword. Lynch was beaten several times in a row by this move.

Then he did not stop at all, and squatted down slightly, exerted force on his right foot, suddenly jumped up, and held the big knife in his hand tightly, falling from the sky, and slashed straight towards him.

Lynch's face changed, it was so fast!

The long sword in his hand was placed in front of him and blocked it without hesitation.

"when!"

Another crisp metal controversy, Sun Zhong's attack was blocked by Lynch again. Lynch was hit and retreated four or five steps and vomited blood.

After looking at Sun Zhong who had just landed, Lynch's eyes lit up. What a great opportunity!

With four consecutive attacks, Sun Zhong was powerless at this time, and although he was injured, he was full of energy. This time, he would definitely win!

Lynch's wrist was shocked, and as soon as he was about to take action, his body suddenly became stiff.

The sword in his hand was covered with countless cracks. As he had just started, it had broken open at this time. Only one sword hilt was left in his hand.

"How is it possible..."

Lynch looked at Sun Zhong with some horror. The long sword in his hand was a weapon specially made by the caravan with fine iron. It was very strong. Unexpectedly, it was cut off.

"I didn't seize the opportunity."

Sun Zhong laughed, rushed over again with a long sword, and slashed it down with one knife.

"No, save Brother Lin!"

"Brother Lin, be careful!"

The guards guarding in front of the caravan all looked anxious and almost rushed over, but they must have been too late to get away from Sun Zhong and Lynch.

However, at this moment, a faint voice came from the caravan.

"Buzz!"

The sound from the caravan finally shocked, and a wisp of silver appeared suddenly from the caravan, shining brightly in the sun.
Chapter completed!