I don’t know if it is consistent with the current scene in Nanshan City. The temperature dropped sharply, and the entire Nanshan City was covered with a layer of frost.

Because of this weather, Lin Haoming could wear a cloak to conceal his appearance.

Night is the day to prepare for a breakthrough. When we set off, there were more than 60 candidate saints, and now there are only 49 people left. A few of them have no combat power at all. In just less than two years, more than a dozen have fallen. You should know that these are Xuan Sheng. In the past two years, there are only more than 100 Xuan Sheng who have fallen, and the few saints who already have lost more than one tenth.

Lin Haoming got together with these candidate saints, but the saint Song was not there. She still fulfilled her promise and was ready to sacrifice.

Many people have gathered in the city gate in the northwest direction, but it seems particularly calm in this cold night. Even this quiet makes people feel a little scared.

There was no news of breaking out in advance, but after all the people gathered here, there seemed to be no need for a command, and everyone knew what would happen next.

Lin Haoming and the Saints were together, hiding behind the breakthrough pioneer. Everyone's face was filled with sadness. Before leaving, everyone knew about the sacrifice of Saint Song.

In the second half of the night, the three city gates in the north were opened, and the army of feinted attack rushed out together. No one except a few people knew that the first ones rushed out were all victims.

According to the plan, three directions are feinted at the same time, but the illusion of the main force is the northeast direction for the enemy. In the northeast, Saint Song is in the northeast. As the Saint of Golden Moon, she is enough to attract the attention of the Emperor Tian Palace. Let’s look at the right time. Wang Zeying will lead the real breakthrough main force to rush out from the northwest direction.

The sound of fighting, the roar of magic, and screams soon echoed in the ears of everyone who was still waiting in the city.

Everyone was waiting. Lin Haoming saw Wang Zeying appearing at the city gate from afar. As the lord of the southern Xinjiang branch, with a shout, the originally quiet city suddenly burst out from the quiet city, and the army rushed out with him.

Lin Haoming and others were originally in the third wave of breaking through the siege, but after watching Wang Zeying's army go out, they immediately called out: "Go!"

Hearing Lin Haoming's greeting, everyone rushed out.

"What are you doing? It's not time for you to go out yet!" The guard in charge at the door saw the people behind rushing out, and suddenly someone stood up.

"Get out!" Lin Haoming burst out from Xuan Sheng's aura and slapped him with a palm.

That man was just the Xuan Emperor of Jiuxuan, so he could not fight against him. Fortunately, Lin Haoming did not want to kill anyone, but just forced him back.

At this time, the others also burst out with the aura of Xuansheng, and dozens of Xuansheng rushed out of the city at this moment.

In the battle of the big city, the Emperor Tian Palace had already set up a ban on air around. Even if Xuan Sheng could fly away, the speed of flying was very slow and consumed a lot of Xuan Qi.

But even so, after rushing out, the group quickly caught up with the army in front. At this time, Lin Haoming had already clearly seen that Wang Zeying ignored the feint attack troops that were in hard battle. As soon as he left the city gate, he rushed towards Wuzilin, the northwest.

But the troops in the Emperor Tian Palace were indeed prepared for a long time. An ambush rushed out and directly blocked Wang Zeying's way. The army ahead soon fell into a fight.

"Mr. Lin is indeed expecting something like a god. The people from the Emperor Heaven Palace really set up an ambush and waited for the Lord of the King. But can they rush out like this?" Seeing the situation ahead, Saint Peng admired Lin Haoming even more, but became even more worried.

"You underestimate the Lord of the King!" Although Lin Haoming had little contact with Wang Zeying, he could guess what this person thinks from his behavior.

Shortly after Lin Haoming finished speaking, he saw a sharp blade composed of two or three hundred Xuanshengs flying out of the group, headed by Wang Zeying. Judging from his posture, he obviously threw away the others, or abandoned the rest of the people to the Emperor Heaven Palace and rushed out by himself.

"Let's go, let's follow the Lord of the King!" Lin Haoming said.

"But others!" Saint Qi screamed at the panic of the remaining people.

"If you stay, you will die, and most of them will not die, and they will only be driven back to the city. Moreover, you are not saints now. Each of you is wearing a cloak. No one knows your identity. At least you are not allowed to die before you give your life back to me!" Lin Haoming emphasized again.

Hearing Lin Haoming's words, everyone gritted their teeth and flew up with Lin Haoming, directly catching up with Wang Zeying in front of them.

Wang Zeying was shocked when he saw dozens of Xuansheng saints rushing over behind him. Soon he discovered that most of the people wearing cloaks were the candidate saints.

When both sides will get along, Wang Zeying couldn't help but ask: "You, why did you rush out at this time!"

"The Lord of the King is responsible for heavy responsibilities, and we also want to help the Lord of the King!" Saint Huang responded without hesitation when he saw the Lord of the King of the King of the King of the King of the King of the King of the King of the King of the King of the King of the King of the King of the King of the King of the King of the King of the King of the King of the King of the King of the King of the King of the King of the King of the King of the King of the King of the King of the King

At this time, Wang Zeying realized that some of his little thoughts were seen by these saints, but his face was thick enough, and he immediately smiled and said, "Since we are rushing together, we must break out!"

When the saints heard this, they couldn't help but feel despised. Many people admired Lin Haoming. If it weren't for him, he would probably have been cheated by so many of them.

There were originally two or three hundred Xuanshengs, plus these saints, Lin Haoming and others, more than three hundred Xuanshengs were definitely an extremely powerful force. Wang Zeying himself planned to concentrate such a powerful force to rush out, and he did not tell anyone this plan except a few absolute confidants.

The arrangement of the Emperor Heaven Palace was obviously not aimed at such a situation. Even when more than 300 Xuansheng rushed out, they simply let them go, but the remaining people had no intention of letting them go.

After Lin Haoming followed the crowd out of the siege, he was responsible for ambushing a Xuansheng in the Emperor Heaven Palace and took out a voice transmission crystal and said, "Miss Lin, Wang Zeying led more than 300 Xuanshengs to rush out. I followed the lady's instructions and did not stop him."

On a small hill in the distance, a 17 or 18-year-old girl in white clothes and a white cloak was looking at the battle situation in the distance, with a smile on her lips.
Chapter completed!