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"Big brother Lin!"

Lin Hao is regardless, even if the light blue mask has been tottering, but Lin Hao is still crazy against the sky of the blade of Qi rushed to the two people on the ground.

When the breeze reaches its limit, Lin Hao, like a breeze, blows past them and takes them away.

However, there are only more and more attacks on Lin Hao.

Finally, when the light of the real gas mask is about to be annihilated, Lin Hao brings Nie wudian into the final defense line of xuanyangzong.

Although the two men finally burst out their due momentum and forcibly killed two soldiers, in front of the large number of soldiers, it was just not painful.

"Oh, you all have to die anyway. Why fight for a while and a half?"

Situ Lingyun stood with a negative hand and looked at the siege in front of him with great interest.

Soon, Lin Hao again supported the real gas hood in front of the crowd, cooperating with the crowd's desperate defense, but it was like walking on a steel wire, at a critical moment.

"Don't struggle, all the soldiers listen to the order, target, Lin Hao!"

Situ Lingyun's command seemed to be the last straw to defeat the camel.

Many soldiers simply gave up fighting with others and directly targeted Lin Hao.

Boo!

At this moment, Lin Hao couldn't hold on any longer.

The overwhelming blade of true Qi directly tears Lin Hao's mask of true Qi and defeats xuanyangzong's last belief.

The flesh and body bear the blade of countless genuine Qi, but they bite their teeth hard. They want to squeeze the last trace of genuine Qi and use their martial arts.

The real mask is broken, and Lin Hao is in the most critical moment, but suddenly he hears a heartrending sound behind him.

"No!"

"Be careful!"

"Liang Jian, what are you doing?"

Lin Hao wants to turn around, but a long purple sword suddenly pierces Lin Hao's chest, and Lin Hao's blood instantly splashes three Zhang away.

Seeing the long sword with purple Qi passing through his chest, even if Lin Hao didn't have to turn his head, he could know whose sword it was.

At the moment, Liang Jian, who had just been ill, stood behind Lin Hao with a faint smile.

All the people around, including qingyuezong and baixuzong, didn't respond. The sword gentleman turned around?

What's going on? Why do you want to do such a thing?

But situ Lingyun didn't seem to be surprised. With satisfaction in his eyes, he said:

"I see your sincerity. Our situ family attaches great importance to talents. You will be a member of our situ family in the future!"

This task has been accomplished. There is no big difference between killing one more and killing one less. Even situ Lingyun can earn a talented personal guard. Why not?

Even if it's a rebellion, it's not difficult to control a warrior by means of the situ family.

"My subordinates will devote themselves to the situ family and die!"

Liang Jian's face is not in a hurry. He turns the sword around Lin Hao a few times, splashing countless blood, and then kicks Lin Hao away.

Lin Hao's consciousness had been gradually dissipated, and he fell to the ground without any resistance, and his life and death were uncertain.

At this point, the main force of xuanyangzong was completely destroyed!