Reborn Daqin, I am the emperor

Chapter 491 You are too weak
Wang Lin flew upside down, but exhausted all his strength at the last moment, and kicked out again, catching him on the shoulder blade.

"Crack!"

Wang Lin was in the air, spurting a mouthful of blood, but Mo Sha's shoulder blades also shifted instantly!
The huge inertial force almost kicked General Mo Sha off his horse.

Fortunately, he was skilled in riding, grabbed the horse's mane, circled in the air, and rode back, but the severe pain in his shoulder still made him gasp.

Turning his head to look, he saw Wang Lin turning over in the air, asking to land on the ground, holding a spear, and staring at him silently.

"kill……"

"kill……"

Around, the students of Jixia Academy and the cavalry of the Xiongnu rushed together desperately, and for a moment, there was a flash of blood and galloping horses.You come and I go, swords and swords, in an endless stream.

Although there are only 300 students in Jixia Academy, facing the 600 Huns cavalry, the number advantage is at a disadvantage.

However, in the face of these Hun cavalry, in single-handed combat, the students of Jixia Academy are all equal to ten, which is not something these Hun cavalry can resist.

For a while, as soon as the war started, the Huns cavalry were killed and retreated steadily. Although the Huns cavalry tried their best to fight, at the cost of life and death, they were powerless to fight back after all.

"Wang Lin, I will kill you!"

Seeing this scene, and looking at Wang Lin who provoked this battle, Mo Sha became even crazier.

He stretched out his big hand and slammed it on his folded shoulder. The bone returned to its position. Then, he held the saber and charged at Wang Lin again.

Seeing this, Wang Lin sneered, stepped forward with both legs, and galloped forward, and the two collided instantly.

Mo Sha slashed with his saber, his own strength was terrifying, coupled with the impact brought by the galloping horse, the power of this saber was unstoppable.

However, Wang Lin didn't think about blocking it either.

His figure flickered, his whole body turned 180 degrees, and he lay down in an instant, sweeping the spear in his hand.

"Boom bang bang..."

His spear directly hit Mo Sha's crotch on the horse's leg.

Accompanied by the hissing of the horse, the horse's leg broke and it rushed out.

Mo Sha was taken aback, leaped in the air, and was about to jump off the horse.

But at this moment, Wang Lin's spear suddenly stabbed towards him.In an instant, it pierced through his left arm.

"what!"

Mo Sha uttered a scream, his eyes turned red in an instant, he grabbed the spear and pulled it out abruptly, he flew upside down again and landed on the ground, only to see blood dripping from his left arm.

"Hmph, the so-called General of the Huns, in my opinion, you are nothing, you are really too weak!"

Wang Lin held a spear in his hand, sneered, and said disdainfully.

"Ah ah……"

Mo Sha's eyes were red, he roared to the sky, and charged at Wang Lin again.

But I saw Wang Lin holding the gun in both hands and killing again.

Before he could get close, Ying Shou's spear had already struck.

As the saying goes, one inch long, one inch strong.

Ying Shou brandished his spear, and there was an endless stream of shadows, covering the sky and covering Mo Sha.

One shot left, one shot right, one shot up, one shot down.

Or hit, or stab, or pick, or tease, or smash.

Every move was executed by Wang Lin to the fullest, the speed was unmatched, and the opening and closing were still exquisite, and Mo Sha was beaten back and forth. He could only parry, but had no power to fight back.

The more Mo Sha fought, the more frightened he became, and the more he fought, the more panicked he became.

He found that this young man seemed to possess endless power.

The power of each of his shots is increasing, stronger and stronger, more and more difficult to resist, and faster and faster, so fast that he has no time to stop it.

Even if he blocked it, every shot would make his arm numb.

Finally, as time passed, Wang Lin's speed became faster and faster, and Mo Sha's defense could no longer keep up with Wang Lin's speed.

Seeing Wang Lin slamming down with a spear, Mo Sha quickly raised his knife to block, because the speed was too fast, the strength also became stronger, and he smashed the scimitar in his hand directly.

Similarly, Wang Lin's spear was also thrown away, but Wang Lin used his strength to spin out of thin air, and the spear slammed from bottom to top.

Mo Sha threw his body up, dodging the spear dangerously, but the point of the spear still pierced through his clothes and drew a wound on his face.

"Stab!"

With a sharp jerk of the spear, Mo Sha's clothes were instantly torn.

Wang Lin waved the spear with both hands, spun around his waist, turned his legs, and swept out with another shot.

Mo Sha flew back and avoided it again.

I saw Wang Lin spinning on the spot again, charged up a shot, and threw it directly at him.

The spear came swiftly and fiercely, stronger than the arrow. Once it was caught up, it would definitely stab Mo Sha to death.

When Mo Sha saw this, there was no way to avoid it, no way to avoid it, so he could only raise his hands and use all his strength to grab the barrel of the gun.

Immediately, the powerful impact force of the long spear acted on him, pushing him directly more than ten feet away.

The spear twirled in his hand, constantly piercing his chest.

In the end, although he lost most of his strength, the spear still pierced his chest three inches.

Just when he stopped, before he could react, Wang Lin's figure followed closely behind, rushed over again, flew forward, and kicked directly on the end of the gun.

"Oh!"

Huge force, pushing gunshots again.

"Pfft!"

At this moment, Mo Sha couldn't hold the gun anymore, the spear flew out through his chest, and landed on the wall of a residential house behind him, trembling constantly.

"Bang bang bang!"

Wang Lin flew up again, kicking his feet repeatedly, until Mo Sha spurted blood and flew backwards.

Wang Lin dashed out, and before Mo Sha landed, he had already grabbed the spear.

The spear was stained with blood, making it look very slippery.

But with Wang Lin's jerk, he still pulled out the spear.

"Oh!"

At this time, Mo Sha's huge body just fell to the ground, only to see smoke and dust everywhere, and Mo Sha spurted out a big mouthful of blood again.

Wang Lin handed over his spear, pointed at Mo Sha's throat, and shouted: "Trash, I told you, it's just you, too weak!"

Mo Sha came back to his senses, facing Wang Lin's lofty and contemptuous eyes, his face instantly turned pale, full of fear and unwillingness.

"No, how is it possible, how can you be so powerful!"

At this moment, Mo Sha was completely terrified.

He is one of the strongest generals of the Xiongnu. He has been on the battlefield all his life, sweeping and invincible, and possessing undue courage.

Even if there are thousands of troops, he can still come and go, but now he has lost to a young boy, he is not convinced, he will never be convinced.

"waste!"

Wang Lin sneered, and said again, then raised his head, looked in all directions, the battle had come to an end, and shouted: "Kill me, don't show mercy, today's matter, but there will be consequences, and I, Wang Lin, will bear it alone!"

(End of this chapter)