God-level impostor

Chapter 88
In the battle situation at this time, only four Yuan Condensation Realm powerhouses besieged the tall and thin masked man.

It seems that this person has taken some kind of secret medicine to temporarily increase his power, and he can still support himself with one-on-four, but judging from his moves, he is obviously looking for an opportunity to escape.

Leaving the battle are the Sixth Elder Zheng Yu and the Seventh Elder Yu Xijun, who are leading five martial artist disciples from their sect to sweep away the remaining evil spirits.

The seven or eight hundred disciples in the mountain also rushed out to surround the masked man who was alone.

Three demons were originally far away, and while the two elders were chasing and killing other accomplices, they fled westward at high speed.

Zheng Yu's eyes were already reddened at this time, and he turned into a phantom and chased after him wildly.

At this moment, countless figures of Haotianmen disciples emerged from a room, and met three demons head-on.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

The eight heavy crossbows were fired almost simultaneously, and the three demons swayed a few times before falling to the ground.

Countless feet galloped over their corpses.

"Heaven has eyes..."

Seeing this scene, Zheng Yu looked up to the sky and shouted, and killed another demon not far away.

The disciples of Haotianmen also saw the situation here clearly at this time, and immediately divided into several groups to search for the remaining evil spirits in different directions.

There were shouts of killing everywhere.

But at this moment, the tall, thin, masked man who was besieged by four Yuan Condensed Realm experts swallowed another red pill, and after spouting a few mouthfuls of blood, his fleshy palms turned scarlet and his aura suddenly rose sharply.

One of his palms slapped the short and fat old man's shoulder, and his body jumped into the air...

The moment his body flew into the air, a feathered arrow shot to his chest like a shooting star.

The man slapped the flying feather arrow with his palm, but Lin Chen's second arrow had already hit his face.

The palm waved again, and the shot was like lightning, and the arrow was also shaken by the force of the palm and flew obliquely.

Although the arrow didn't hit the target, Ding Yihan cut the masked man's right ankle with his sword in such a short moment of obstruction.

One foot falls out of body.

The long-bearded whisk has also swept countless bloody holes between his chest and abdomen.

"Keep alive..."

He Xianling cried out urgently, and stabbed the tall, thin, masked man's right leg with the sword in his hand.

"The Haotianmen will be destroyed...the Western Union will be destroyed..."

The man let out a wild cry, a look of madness flashed in his eyes, and his tall and thin body swelled rapidly.

"Quickly withdraw..."

Seeing this situation, Lin Chen felt an unprecedentedly strong warning sign in his heart. He hurriedly shouted, and at the same time, he used the Smokeless Step to turn into a phantom and retreated instantly.

"Quickly withdraw..."

"Quickly withdraw..."

"Quickly withdraw..."

Various sounds came out of his mouth continuously.

He Xianling and the other three Yuan Condensation Realm powerhouses shot back almost as soon as Lin Chen's voice came out.

Numerous puppets of warriors surrounded them at a distance, and retreated quickly.

"boom"

With a loud noise, the thin, tall, masked man had swelled to an extremely fat body, and then exploded.

Countless blood and pieces of meat splashed in the powerful blast air.

On the corpses of the companions who fell on the ground, those corpses melted slowly, and finally turned into puddles of blood.

Fortunately, Lin Chen reminded them in time, and the people on his side also retreated quickly, but no one was affected by it.

Those martial artist puppets turned a blind eye to this situation, and there was no fluctuation in their expressions.But He Xianling was afraid for a while, if she really got stuck with flesh and blood, she would be unlucky.

"Mr. Lin, thank you."

She let out a long breath, glanced at the bloody trace where the masked man exploded, and turned to Lin Chen.

Lin Chen pulled off the black scarf that covered his face and said with a slight smile, "Elder He is such a wise man!"

He Xianling brushed the wet hair sticking to his forehead, "At first, I looked at the figure, and the eyebrows and eyes looked familiar. When I saw the young master's movement, how could I still not be able to guess it? Today's Haotianmen can escape the catastrophe, thanks to the young master's strength, This matter will be reported later!"

While speaking, her eyes fell on Lu Bin who was not far away.

"Ding Yi, come here." Lin Chen ordered, imitating the voice of the controller.

Lin Chen is familiar with the content of "Three Kingdoms Zongmen Records Volume 29", and the three strong men in the condensing realm are all recorded in the book, so when Lin Chen saw them for the first time, he knew who they were.

Lu Bin's figure flickered, and he was in front of Lin Chen.

"Open your mouth..." Lin Chen ordered again.

With his lips and teeth open, He Xianling excitedly sent the Resurrection Pill that he had been holding in his hand into Lu Bin's mouth.

"There are still evil spirits outside the sect, I will talk about them after I deal with them." As he spoke, Lin Chen covered his face again and ordered repeatedly, "Ding Er, Ding San come with me... come with me... come with me... Come……"

Each sentence has a different voice. When the voice shouted, the person had already walked a certain distance, followed closely by more than a hundred warrior puppets.

On the way, Lin Chen came across the corpse of a masked man in black. Lin Chen put on protective gloves and searched for it. Sure enough, he found several summoning orders from demons.

Put them in a closed wooden box and hand them over to a puppet nearby, and the brigade rushed down the mountain at a speed like horses and horses.

He returned to the Zongmen for rescue from the west side, and this time he chose the east direction.

Occasionally, along the way, you can see the corpses of Haotianmen disciples, but the number is not too many, there are only seven or eight people in the distance of more than ten miles.

But Lin Chen noticed that most of these corpses had their heads facing the sect, and the fatal wounds were all on their backs.

After a little thought, he already understood the reason.

The evil spirits should have entered the mountain gate from this direction, and these disciples were killed on the way back to the sect.

Fortunately, most of the sect's disciples chose to flee to the west, otherwise they really couldn't save so many people.

After realizing this, Lin Chen immediately changed direction and searched south.

There may not be anyone with evil spirits in this direction, and even if there are, they certainly won't be too many.

Thirty or forty miles away from the Zongmen, he finally saw the shadow of the demon.

There were only four of them, and when they saw Lin Chen and his group from a distance, they thought they were from their side.

Except for one survivor, the others were all killed by the warrior puppets.

Lin Chen administered the Mishen Pill to this person, questioned him for about half an hour, and after getting a lot of important information, he killed him with one blow.

With the first-hand information, Lin Chen will feel like a fish in water.

When they reached the approximate location, they sent out a summons order from the demon.

The demons hidden in the dark saw the signal and came to join them without warning. The result can be imagined.

In the south direction alone, 31 demons were killed.

Turn from south to west and continue searching.

A total of 16 demons were killed on the road.

There are only demons on the periphery of the sect, but no puppets. The puppets are all used to attack the sect.

While searching quickly, Lin Chen suddenly stopped, listened carefully, and then flew towards a certain direction at a faster speed.

A fierce fight was taking place in a mountain depression three miles away.

Four demons masked in black scarves are teaming up to besiege two men in fancy clothes. Not far away, a girl of sixteen or seventeen is hiding behind a big tree and watching the fight with her face full of tension.

On the grass not far away lay the corpses of two demons.

It seems that the two sides have not just played against each other.

There were two men in fine clothes, one of them was an old man with half-white beard and hair, and the other was a black-faced man in his forties.

At this time, the two were already trying their best to hold on, and they were in danger under the fierce attack of the four demons.

"Old Wu, take Miss away... If the fight continues like this, no one will be able to leave when the poison is exhausted." The black-faced man forced the scarlet demon back with a knife, and shouted to his companion.

The old man surnamed Wu didn't respond to his words, but shouted without looking back, "Miss, go first by yourself and ask for help at Haotian Gate..."

A demon let out a jerk laugh, "Don't count on the Haotian Gate, the Haotian Gate has already been destroyed... It will be cheaper for the little girl to escape to those guys."

"Which group of guys are cheap?"

Suddenly, a cold voice came from the mountain col, and then more than a hundred figures rushed down like lightning.First, a short, fat old man and a long-bearded Taoist priest each held weapons to kill the four demons.

There was only one face to face, the short and fat old man killed one person with two guns in his hands, and the long-bearded old man chopped off the heads of the other two with his whisk.

The two men in fancy clothes stood aside and watched quietly, without any movement.

It doesn't matter if the visitor is a friend, but if it's an enemy, the two of them are completely vulnerable to each other.

It's just that they had a bad premonition in their hearts. The masked man on the other side was dressed in the same costume as the four people who fought against each other.

It is likely to be their internal strife.

Thinking of this, they glanced at the little girl behind the tree with worry.

"Mr. Wu, you are fine."

Lin Chen came over, took off the mask, and said with a smile.

"Mr. Lin...it's you." The old man with half-white beard and hair showed surprise that he had survived a desperate situation.

"Junior brother..." the little girl behind the tree called out and swooped over like a little swallow.

(End of this chapter)