1697: C1697 Beheading Operation

C1697 Beheading Operation

Lin Sen looked at where Ye Yun had sent it and could not help but smile bitterly. This mission did not look like a decapitation mission. Instead, it was to send heads to the lone army. As long as the First Emperor appeared, his location would not be difficult to find. After all, the enemy had a high status. That was not an ordinary position. Besides the four maids and eight experts protecting him within a ten-meter radius, how could he tell that he was an expert? The main factor was his aura. One look and you could tell that he was an expert. Besides, the personal guards of the First Emperor... How could they not be experts?0

Ye Yun not only found the position of the First Emperor, but also the best route for Lin Sen to take. Although it was a bit far away, it was definitely the closest to the First Emperor. Lin Sen looked at the path with the least obstacles. He left a message in his heart, "I'll go." Then, his figure disappeared in a flash. With his current speed, he started to run. He could only see a shadow. In other words, he could only see a shadow. He wouldn't even be able to see his taillight.

"I have arrived at the predetermined location, we can start now" In Ye Yun's plan, she didn't want Lin Sen to kill his way in. Instead, she wanted to open a path for him. Lin Sen was ready. The artillery that had been waiting for a long time immediately fired. The cannonballs landed in the black camp. They were extremely powerful. They immediately sent a piece of land flying, and naturally cleared out a piece of empty land. The cannonballs formed a line one after another. They headed straight for the First Emperor from the outermost side.

The moment they landed, Lin Sen rushed out without hesitation. It looked like he was moving forward against the cannon fire. The Thunder Cloud Hammer kept waving around, blowing away all the obstacles that were lucky enough to escape from the cannon fire. He ran towards the First Emperor at an extremely fast speed.

The movement of the cannon fire naturally attracted the attention of the First Emperor. The First Emperor turned his head to look in his direction at the last minute, and the corners of his mouth actually revealed a trace of a smile. As if he had discovered something interesting, the fierce artillery fire... Finally approaching the First Emperor, a cannonball smashed straight at the First Emperor. Two men in black robes waved the wooden sticks in their hands. An invisible barrier appeared in the sky above them, and the cannonball hit the barrier. It exploded.

Why was it a wooden stick? In Lin Sen's eyes, it was a wooden stick. What they were holding was a wooden stick. It was as if they had picked up a wooden stick from the forest. It was not the kind that was very straight, but it was curved and twisted. There was no luster, and there were no gems embedded in it. No matter how you looked at it, it was just an ordinary wooden stick, but the two who were able to block the missile held it in their hands. It seemed that this wooden stick was not simple either. It should be a Warlock from the Qin Dynasty. Its strength is really powerful!

When the two black-robed Warlocks attacked, Lin Sen finally noticed that these special people hiding around the First Emperor, regardless of whether they were alive or dead, still looked like a person in their current form. They were standard people, so they could only be called people.

No matter what obstacles lay ahead, Lin Sen only had one goal. That was to behead them. Whether they could succeed or not was not a question. However, he had to have a strong momentum and a clear goal. He had to be determined. He rushed towards the First Emperor with all his might. Just as he was about to approach the First Emperor, a few Warlocks attacked at the same time. Black energy appeared under his feet. Lin Sen sensed it and immediately used the Space Transfer to dodge to the side. His body continued to dash forward, continuously using the Space Transfer to dodge. Just as he was about to reach the First Emperor, he saw the two warlocks stab their wooden sticks into the ground. Black ripples spread out from the two of them, forming a black wave. This made Lin Sen unable to dodge. No matter how powerful the Space Transfer was, it was impossible for him to dodge it. * Hong Long...... *

Just as Lin Sen was about to take a detour, two shadows suddenly flashed in front of him. Instinctively, he retreated. He had used the Space Transfer to retreat. Instinct told him: He had to be fast, far away... When danger arrived, he saw black clothed woman, who was holding a long sword on her left and right, staring at him. Who else could these two be if they were not the four beside the First Emperor?

She was wearing a long dress, and her face was covered with a black veil. It was impossible to see her beauty, but her figure was not bad. She held a Black Long Sword in her hand, blocking Lin Sen's path from the left and right. In front of Lin Sen, there was only fighting and retreating, so where else could he retreat to? His goal had not been achieved yet.

The black wave happened to be behind the two black clothed woman's back and ended. It was as if something that was always there would disappear when it flowed there. It wouldn't leave anything behind in this world, but before it disappeared, it made people feel that it had sealed off all the paths!

Lin Sen thought for a moment. It would be difficult for him to rush in from another direction. The main problem was that this black thing was like a wave. If it was just these two women, he could easily use the Space Transfer to make them unable to find the north. However, there was no space for him to move forward unless he could fly.

Flying? Flying was impossible, even if he had the ability to fly. He would not foolishly run into the sky and ask them to gather fire to deal with him. Whether it was time to teleport or to enter the Super Fishery, he would not be able to escape. How could he face a group of powerful warriors at the same time? He had given up on these two great strengths of his.

If he couldn't fly, he would have to build a bridge. Lin Sen quickly retreated and then rushed forward. The Thunder Cloud Hammer danced in the air and knocked away the Yin Soldier one by one. Using the Space Transfer, he passed through these two powerful obstacles, stunning the two girls. When they realized what was happening, they quickly turned around and chased after Lin Sen.

One by one, they were sent flying by the Thunder Cloud Hammer and fell into the black wave. It provided a foothold for Lin Sen, preventing him from stepping on the black air current. After entering the range, the Devil Pupil Spirit Eye quickly swept towards the First Emperor and the people around him. As expected, the people around the First Emperor were all Immortal Level warriors. Even the Warlocks hiding nearby were all Immortal Level warriors. However, the only exception was the First Emperor. Lin Sen was with the First Emperor. He could not see anything.

Following Lin Sen's arrival, the people around the First Emperor moved together. A black light screen enveloped the First Emperor like a protective shield. The other two maids of the First Emperor had already charged towards Lin Sen. At the same time, the other experts around the First Emperor surrounded Lin Sen.

In such a situation, let alone beheading him... Although Lin Sen was very strong, it was already good enough that he wasn't beheaded. * Hong Long...... * Furthermore, these guys were amongst the Immortal Level warriors. Not to mention... There was also the First Emperor whose strength was unknown, although he couldn't see his true strength. However, Lin Sen did not think that the First Emperor was a weakling. In this black world, weak chickens had no right to live. Even if his combat strength wasn't strong, he wouldn't be a powerless person. This was just like some organizational organizations in the Spiritual Martial Arts Realm, even if the person in charge wasn't the strongest one. He wouldn't simply pick one and beat you to the ground. How could there be any dignity left?

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