Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 780: Besiege Wei to Save Zhao

Lin Feng heard screams from all around him, but they were quickly drowned out by a sharp whistle that tore through the air.

Taoist Master Zhen Zhuo poked his body with his bamboo stick again.

This time, Lin Feng only had time to turn his body to the side before he felt a sharp pain in the back of his shoulder.

He knew he had been stabbed, but he finally bought a little time.

The body flipped over and the back touched the ground.

He quickly supported himself on the ground with his right hand and changed the direction of his body in an instant, avoiding another stab from the bamboo stick.

At this moment, Lin Feng's mind was blank. The crisis of death suffocated him. His body relied only on muscle memory. He kicked the ground and changed direction again.

At the same time, the steel knife was swung and chopped out with force.

The violent vibration from his arm was like a knife hitting a heavy object that was vibrating at high speed. The recoil force caused his body to flip in the air.

This is simply not something that one person can do.

Facing death, Lin Feng panicked again, and then got a moment of respite.

The whole person flipped in the air and began to try to control his balance, swaying from side to side, and then changed from flying in a straight line to flying erratically.

No longer relying on vision and hearing, all the attention is focused on the sense of touch, because hearing and vision cannot keep up with the speed of the bamboo stick.

Only with the sense of touch can you feel the bamboo stick most vividly.

The next moment, the bamboo stick came in front of him with a shocking scream that tore through the air.

With his keen sense of touch, Lin Feng knew that this time the location was the back.

The moment the bamboo stick was about to hit him, he turned down, letting the stick brush against his body, pass through his clothes, and pierce the empty space.

Lin Feng heard a light exclamation from Taoist Master Zhen Zhuo.

At this time, Lin Feng had excluded everything else and was fully focused on feeling the direction of the bamboo stick's attack.

Although the shock caused by the bamboo stick brushing against his body made him even more sad, it was insignificant compared to his life.

The guards standing around were not able to see enough. From the moment Taoist Zhen Zhuo and Lin Feng started fighting, the figures of the two became illusory.

In just a blink of an eye, Lin Feng was knocked away, his body tumbling in the air, leaving everyone stunned.

Never seen such a sharp attack before. Lin Feng has always been as steady as a rock and can handle any master with ease.

Who would have thought that this time he would be beaten like a ball by a middle-aged female Taoist priest who looked gentle and quiet, and it was difficult for him to land.

Hong Xiao was chasing after the female Taoist priest, but she was only a little bit behind him. No matter how hard she tried, there was still a gap of less than half an inch.

This reminded her of her master, who was so incomprehensible.

After Zhen Zhuo stabbed the air with his stick, he retracted the stick, adjusted his breathing, and floated forward again.

The several thrusts she had just made were all completed in one breath.

Over the years, few people have been able to help her adjust her breathing and launch a second attack.

Zhen Zhuo was surprised. The boy in front of him was indeed a freak. He could actually dodge several of his blows and was only injured.

He can't be allowed to live.

Zhen Zhuo paused for a moment, then rushed forward and stabbed the bamboo stick in the direction Lin Feng turned.

Lin Feng still did not escape the opponent's attack range. The feeling of approaching death spread throughout his body.

If he had been just a moment slower, his left rib would have been pierced.

After being hit several times, Lin Feng was covered in blood, but he still stubbornly dodged the opponent's attacks.

After facing death countless times, Lin Feng finally understood a little bit about the trajectory of Zhen Zhuo's attacks.

Although he was still in a very embarrassing situation, he managed to avoid the important parts of his body every time, and the steel knife and dagger in his hand disappeared without a trace.

In a fight with such a huge disparity, there is no chance to fight back, and even if you have a knife, it will be useless.

Because they moved too fast, Ye Liangcai and other guards were unable to shoot or snipe at them.

After a long time, Lin Feng began to go around in circles, which gave others the opportunity to interrupt the battlefield.

Hong Xiao stabbed the knife diagonally and hit Taoist Master Zhen Zhuo from the side.

But when the short knife in his hand was only an inch away from Taoist Zhen Zhuo's neck, it was slapped away by someone.

Hong Xiao's body rolled in the air, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood, and fell into the weeds.

Ye Liangcai took advantage of this opportunity, raised his gun and pulled the trigger.

He was unable to hit the opponent accurately, and just fired a vague shot between the female Taoist priest and Lin Feng.

This also slightly delayed Taoist Master Zhen Zhuo's pursuit speed.

Let Lin Feng take a breath.

As soon as Zhen Zhuo paused, the other four guards raised their guns and fired, and countless steel balls flew around her.

In such a tight gap, it is impossible to hit the target accurately.

Taoist Master Zhen Zhuo dodged very calmly, his body flashed, and he rushed towards Lin Feng again.

Lin Fengzheng stood up straight and looked around, trying to find where his steel knife was.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the female Taoist priest pounced on him again.

Helpless, Lin Feng had to turn around and run, he was no match for the enemy.

Taoist Master Zhen Zhuo was very fast. In two breaths, he caught up with Lin Feng. Just as he raised his bamboo stick, he was stabbed from the side with a gun.

Wooden Face took action, and his keen sense helped him find the best entry point.

Taoist Master Zhen Zhuo ignored the wooden face, dodged the gun tip with his body, and flew past, still heading straight for Lin Feng.

At this time, Lin Feng only felt a little dizzy, and knew that it was due to excessive blood loss. If it continued like this, he would bleed to death without anyone using a bamboo stick to prick him.

But when the female Taoist priest rushed over, he had no choice but to run.

The bamboo stick came again and ripped off Lin Feng's headscarf, turning him into a madman with disheveled hair. He jumped left and right on the gravel ground, trying his best to avoid the female Taoist's bamboo stick.

When passing a sand pit, Lin Feng saw Taoist Master Zhen Zhuo's bamboo stick stabbing in front of him again. He felt that he would be injured again and it would be difficult to dodge.

At this moment, a thin figure emerged from the sand pit, and in a flash, he pounced behind Taoist Master Zhen Zhuo and hugged one of her legs.

"General, run."

Lin Feng recognized Hong Xiao's voice and without caring about anything else, he flew out sideways.

All I could hear in my ears was Hong Xiao's muffled groans.

Knowing that she was attacked by the female Taoist priest.

Lin Feng knew that it was useless for him to go back. Not only could he not save Hong Xiao, he might even lose his own life, and would have let Hong Xiao down by hugging him with all her might.

He ran forward desperately, not even daring to look back.

Taoist Master Zhen Zhuo kicked Hong Xiao out with force, then stood up and chased after Lin Feng.

Ye Liangcai and other guards saw that Lin Feng was running very fast and they could not catch up at all. They turned around and saw the Taoist boy still standing next to the carriage.

He raised his hand and pointed: "Catch him."

Four guards rushed towards the Taoist boy from all directions.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Taoist boy ran away immediately, shouting loudly.

"Master, help me!"

Zhen Zhuo had already caught up with Lin Feng. Hearing the Taoist boy's shout, he hesitated for a moment, then suddenly stabbed out with his bamboo stick.

Lin Feng was also physically and mentally exhausted. He felt that he could not avoid the blow, so he gritted his teeth and turned around, ready to fight to the death.