"Which one is too much?"

Lin Yi frowned and continued in an incomprehensible tone: "The imperial edict has been issued. I, Tie Cejun, will take the people from Jiange back, but you even prepared a prison car in this room, trying to humiliate Tang Nianda."

Using such idiotic methods to force Jiange to do extraordinary things, do you still have the nerve to mention the dignity of a practitioner in front of me? Bullying people, but their fists are not strong enough and they are beaten back. This is the principle of Lian Jiankang, who is willing to admit defeat.

All the kids in the city know this, but as the person in charge here, you still dare to threaten me like this. You have bullied others too much and you don’t even know it? Are you sick?"

The yellow-faced scribe kept coughing up blood, and his body was covered with blood and dirt. He looked extremely miserable and embarrassed.

A body shining with cold metallic luster blocked Lin Yi's sight.

When the cultivator in heavy armor arrived in front of the yellow-faced scribe, he didn't say a word.

Looking at Lin Yi's eyes at this moment, he knew that the other party might even do something more terrifying.

A coachman behind him quickly drove the carriage over, helped the yellow-faced scribe into the carriage, and then left quickly.

"A practitioner in the military?"

Lin Yi watched all this quietly, and then asked the practitioner wearing heavy armor.

Naturally, this practitioner could not have any good impression of Lin Yi. He looked at Lin Yi and asked: "What's the difference?"

"If you are a cultivator in the army, I might hold back a little. After all, you can still go to the battlefield in the north. But if it is the private weapon of some powerful people who do not go to the battlefield at all, I may take action regardless of the importance." Lin Yi said.

Said directly.

The practitioner frowned slightly. Although he was an enemy, Lin Yi's words gave him a little respect. He took a deep breath and said truthfully: "A practitioner in the army."

Lin Yi didn't say much anymore.

He walked towards the practitioner naturally, and then the battle broke out naturally.

When the cultivator wearing heavy armor raised his hand to hold the sword attached to the heavy armor, the breath coming out of the heavy armor had completely exposed his cultivation level.

A practitioner in the Chengtian realm.

Under the vibration of a huge aura far exceeding that of Chen Buqun, all the accumulated dust in the gaps in the heavy armor of this cultivator spattered out, leaving tiny traces in the air like fireworks.

The Baiyun Heavy Armor is not the standard heavy armor of the Southern Dynasty. It is just an imitation of the White Bird Heavy Armor by private workshops. The White Bird Heavy Armor is only the backbone of the Southern Dynasty military. To put it simply,

It is the second-rate True Essence Heavy Armor.

Imitations cannot be as perfect as genuine products, otherwise they will be superior substitutes.

The Baiyun Heavy Armor has been found to have many weaknesses since its birth. However, a master naturally has the aura of a master. When a practitioner of the Heaven Bearing Realm instills powerful true essence into this heavy armor, this heavy armor will

It showed a completely different momentum.

Pieces of armor glow with the flow of true energy in the runes, and then tend to tilt up.

As the vitality stirred with each other, the pieces of armor were like floating clouds, making the practitioner seem to be floating upwards.

Feeling this sharp and powerful aura, Lin Yi's face condensed slightly, he took a step forward, and then swung his sword.

His body was naturally small compared to the practitioners wearing heavy armor, but as he slashed out with his sword, there was an explosion in the air, and the heart of Chen Buqun, who was just breathing evenly not far away, felt like it was being hit hard.

Hammer, his chest felt stagnant again, and he spat out another mouthful of blood.

The silver-white long sword attached to Baiyun's heavy armor also looked much wider than ordinary swords, but the moment the two swords intersected, there was a crisp cracking sound, and the sword immediately broke into pieces.

This kind of scene is like a child waving a small stick, but directly breaking the iron rod in the adult's hand, full of weird flavor.

Lin Yi's face at this time was so calm that it was almost eerie.

This result was not beyond his imagination.

The long sword equipped with Baiyun Heavy Armor cannot be compared with the famous sword, not to mention that the total weight of Baiyun Heavy Armor is only more than 400 kilograms, but the Chixiao Sword in his hand weighs 231 kilograms. The Baiyun Heavy Armor has

Compared with other swords, this kind of long sword can be suppressed by its own weight, but how can it suppress the Red Sky Sword?

The cultivator inside the heavy white cloud armor looked in shock as the long sword in his hand shattered.

Even though this Zhenyuan heavy armor had many weaknesses, he had never seen anyone be able to cut through this kind of armor with a single sword in his many years of fighting in the frontier army.

The heat on Chixiao Sword did not increase.

There was no surge of majestic true energy.

Just pure power allowed this heavy sword to exert terrifying destructive power. This ultimate physical power even shattered the sword in his hand, and at the same time, it allowed the true energy in the runes of the heavy armor on his body to be shattered.

They were all shattered and fled away.

This is simply unimaginable.

However, after all, he has combat experience that ordinary practitioners cannot match.

In the next moment, he bent his knees slightly and dropped his elbows, perfectly relieving part of the force that hit his body.

Then he straightened his body again. At the moment when he straightened his body, the true energy in his body had surged into the runes of the armor on his body, and even the broken and shapeless true energy before was dispersed from the runes like dust.

And out.

This heavy armor is like a new life.

His left hand held another weapon of the heavy armor and stabbed Lin Yi hard.

This is a triangular bayonet blade. This triangular bayonet blade was called a demon-hunting gun in the Southern Dynasties, and a triangular-angled knife in the north. Its earliest use was the same, and it was specially used to hunt some large ferocious beasts.

Being stabbed by this kind of weapon will leave a terrible plum blossom-shaped wound, which is difficult to heal and will bleed.

Looking at the oncoming stabbing blade, Lin Yi was not prepared to dodge.

He swung the knife extremely calmly.

A very cold and quick knife.

There was a soft click.

It's like cutting off a crispy melon.

The cultivator in the heavy armor took a breath, and the weight on his hand became lighter.

The triangular thorn blade in his hand was cut in half by Lin Yi.

Lin Yi's eyes were filled with emotion as he looked at the stabbing blade that was cut off like a melon.

Bai Yuelu had specifically told him that the knife was very fast and sharp, so he guessed that it would be like this, but he didn't expect that it would be so crisp.

In terms of sheer sharpness, this sword should be comparable to the "Zhuzi Dao" from the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

There was a cry of exclamation.

Everyone present, including the old men in the sword pavilion, had never seen a knife so sharp.

But before the exclamation could be heard, Lin Yi had already entered again!

Before the heavily armored practitioner could react, Lin Yi's knife had already struck his right rib.

The Baique Armor is light and the style of the armor was originally very tight. This Baiyun Armor is also modeled after the Baiyun Armor, so the armor between the waist and abdomen is the thinnest.

There was a piercing sound.

Wherever the sword struck, the armor on the right rib of the heavy armor was cut open directly. The blade cut into the flesh and blood, leaving a long bloody mouth.

The cultivator in the heavy armor groaned, almost subconsciously, grabbed the last weapon on the Baiyun heavy armor, a short sword, and stabbed Lin Yidang in the chest.

Lin Yi turned sideways and drew his sword.

The dagger in this practitioner's hand was broken again.

There was a dull thud.

Lin Yi kicked the cultivator hard on the chest.

The moment the cultivator's body suddenly fell, he turned back, but the knife in his hand was slashed out again.

The extremely cold and fast sword light fell between the practitioner's eyebrows like the all-pervasive chill in winter.

The armor here is more fragile than the armor around the waist and abdomen.

The practitioner shouted sharply and stepped back, but found that he still couldn't keep up with the speed of the sword.

He subconsciously waved his arms to block it!

There was another harsh crack.

A crack appeared on his arm, and blood gushed out from the cold metal crack.

Lin Yi took out the sword again.

The practitioner could only retreat hastily back again, waving his arms to block it again.

Another fresh wound appeared on his hand.

Lin Yi couldn't help but shook his head.

This is the admiration and admiration for the knife in my hand.

Such a sharp knife makes a potentially complicated battle extremely simple.

It's just that this kind of fighting that is too simple and a bit bullying is not the way he likes to fight.

So in the next moment, there was thunder in the air again.
To be continued...