"I know you are from Yuguan..."

"I know you want to practice..."

"I know you can't practice..."

Three sentences were like a sharp knife inserted into Lin Yi's heart, causing immeasurable psychological damage to him. Only then did he remember the rumors about Yang Jixin. A hundred-person grain transport team could withstand three thousand troops from the Song Dynasty.

Iron cavalry.

Even if the empire's grain transport team is all the elite of the Northern Army, and even if the Song Dynasty's three thousand cavalry are wine bags and rice bags that have lingered in the gentle countryside in the south of the Yangtze River for a long time, the result should not be so simple. The three thousand cavalry faced a hundred-man grain transport team,

Even the rampage of the iron cavalry was enough to trample a hundred-man grain transport team into a pulp. But the result of that battle was that Yang Jixin won at the cost of dozens of lives.

While people praised Yang Jixin for his success in transporting grain, they seemed to ignore his original identity and strength.

It’s scary to think about it, but no one thinks about it!

I feel really sad and speechless.

At this time, Lin Yi couldn't help but secretly cursed his stupidity, but there was nothing he could do about it...

Yang Jixin was a practitioner who used swords. Even Lin did not know what state the middle-aged man in front of him was in, and he also knew that he could not be compared with a practitioner. The book that explained the realm of practice had information about practice.

The disdain of the basic four realms, and the clever words of no difference in the fifth realm of cultivation. Lin Yi had seen it but still did not dare to think so, and underestimated the general in front of him who had defeated thousands of people.

Angry and unreasonable impulse, but also glad that I could discover this thing in time.

The low-pitched slap sword was placed on the table, which was extremely dazzling. Yang Jixin still had no intention of taking action. He held the pen in his hand, occasionally made contemplative actions, and then understood in a flash, writing and drawing on the document.

Lin also didn't know what kind of document it was that could attract Yang Jixin's attention so much, leaving him standing still or holding a sword to kill...

Maybe Yang Jixin just disdains him and has no intention of taking him seriously.

Suddenly, Lin Yi stood up, holding the sword in both hands, and struck Yang Jixin on the head with one sword.

Only one foot away!

There are still three inches...half an inch...reaching the ends of the hair...

Instantly cutting off the hair blown by the morning breeze outside the bead curtain, the sharp long sword that was going down to take the person's head seemed to be blocked by something, and could no longer move forward. Lin Yi gritted his teeth and kept exerting force, but still could not move this person's head.

When the sword was pressed down, a curled edge appeared on the edge of the sword.

Click!

A slight crack appeared on the tip of the sword, and before it could break, Lin Yi took the lead in drawing out the sword, flipping back and forth in the air. He was suddenly hit by an unknown energy in the air, and it streaked towards the bead curtain behind, and the dried blood on the ground was covered by it.

He dragged out long blood stains, which were shocking to watch. Lin Yi gasped for air. From the brief contact just now, he already understood what kind of state Yang Jixin was in front of him.

If strictly classified, Yang Jixin must be a practitioner in the fourth realm of breaking obstacles.

Yang Jixin raised his head and glanced at Lin Yiyan. He raised his hand as if nothing had happened and smoothed the messy hair that had been cut by the sword blade. Only then did he realize that there was a chip and crack on the hair crown that was one finger high. It should have been the moment Lin Yi dropped the sword just now.

, he mobilized the surrounding heaven and earth energy to form a body protection. The falling sword was too strong, and the force caused the energy to dent, breaking the hair crown.

Of course...Yang Jixin doesn't care!

Lin Yi stood up slowly. The pain in his wrist began to appear again. He frowned, suppressing the pain that should not have appeared. His right hand naturally dropped, and the sword blade trembled slightly when it fell to the ground, making a slight impact with a hard object.

Sheng. Staring closely at Yang Jixin, always ready to deal with the danger that will come his way. He still has no intention of leaving. If his identity is exposed, he should naturally kill all the people who deserve to be killed.

I have to go to the imperial capital in the future, and my identity cannot be revealed.

If he leaves at this time, Yang Jixin will definitely take action against Hu Chang knowing that Hu Chang has helped him.

In order to protect Hu Chang, Lin Yi could not leave.

After being in a stalemate for half a quarter of an hour, the pain in Lin Yi's wrist finally eased a lot. Yang Jixin straightened his chest, raised his head and stretched his waist, as if he hadn't woken up yet, or was extremely tired. His body was tired, and his face was full of fatigue.

I was full of joy and happy to complete the review of all the documents without delaying the work. At least I did not delay the deployment of the frontier troops later, which can be regarded as living up to His Majesty's trust.

On the left hand side, the small sword whistled softly.

Buzzing, buzzing, low and harsh!

"I am a practitioner..." Yang Jixin looked forward with a serious look on his face: "Don't you choose to escape?"

The blade of the sword turned slightly, and small holes appeared on the ground. Lin Yi let go of the sword and stabilized his mind: "I am determined to kill you, so naturally I will not choose to back down. Besides, if you know enough, then I

Due to various factors, I will not choose to let you live today..."

Yang Jixin nodded in admiration: "It's more bloody than I thought, and it's also more intelligent than I thought."

After saying that, he put his index and middle fingers together to form sword fingers, placed them on top of the small sword, and waved lightly towards Lin Yi.

"I know that you should be full of questions that you want to ask me. Since you answered so many of my questions just now, it is only reasonable that I should also answer your questions. But after all, I am not an ordinary person, but a practitioner. I want to

You have to have your own style. Only if you beat me can you ask me..."

Lin Yi quickly grasped the hilt of the sword, stepped hard on the ground, exerted force on his waist and legs, and suddenly leaned back. The long sword was also raised upwards in an instant. A clicking sound was heard, and the small sword and the long sword struck each other in the air.

, making a harsh impact sound.

Dark light trails swept back and forth across Lin Yi's body.

It often leaves a bright red mark.

Not to be outdone, Lin Yi avoided the attack of the small sword and stabbed Yang Jixin who was sitting upright. But every time when he was about to make contact, the small sword transformed into a shadow and flew towards him.

The door was stabbed, and Lin Yi could only use his sword to block his face in order to avoid this brutal and dexterous sword.

back and forth.

Howling fiercely.

There were thick wooden pillars around, and Lin Yi turned around and ran towards the outside. Then the small sword followed closely. Using the strength of his whole body, he quickly turned around and kicked the thick wooden pillar. He saw the small sword slashing across his back.

, Lin Yi hid the sword in his hand on his chest facing the roof, and using the rebound of the wooden pillar, he suddenly drew his sword and stabbed Yang Jixin.

The bead curtain was cut down by the small sword going back and forth.

Lin Yi's swords struck each other, leaving many sword marks on the wooden pillars.

The crystal beads of the bead curtain rolled down to the ground, pitter-patter, and the rhythmic sound came one after another. The moment it briefly came into contact with the wooden floor, Lin Yi used the tip of his sword to pick up dozens of glue beads and pointed them towards Yang Jixin and Xiao

The direction of the sword suddenly ejected the glue beads. The fragile glue beads gained the ferocious strength of the sword tip. Coupled with the close combat, the glue beads already had the hardness and power to be no weaker than stones.

Yang Jixin raised his head and opened his broad palms.

The glue beads seemed to be stuck in the air, hovering in front of Yang Jixin's palm. When he closed his palm again, the glue beads immediately turned into powder.

There were more and more footprints and sword marks on the wooden pillars, and more and more blood marks on Lin Yi's body. Xiaojian and Lin Yi frequently struck each other, but still failed to reach the state of exhaustion that Lin Yi expected, and Yang Jixin also

There was no strange attack, it was just a small silver-white to dark sword with no other means.

Yang Jixin should be a practitioner at the peak of the fourth level of breaking obstacles.

Suddenly, the small sword hung in front of Yang Jixin and stopped...

Lin Yi took a deep breath, and then exhaled heavily.

He held the cracked sword tightly with both hands, and there was a curl on the blade caused by the impact of the heaven and earth energy carried by the small sword. His legs were slightly bent forward, staring intently at Yang Jixin in front of him, his finger joints making a slight pop.

The sound intensified the pain in his wrist, causing unbearable pain in Lin Yi's eyes. He did not show it on his face, his expression was pretending to be calm, but there was a slight tremor at the tip of his eyebrows.

The ears seem to be listening to the movement of the wind around them, or the response and interaction of the energy of heaven and earth around them.

Even if he couldn't sense the vitality of heaven and earth, he still felt that this method was very good. At least through the short flow of air, he could sense how violent and incredible the attack that the small sword hovering in front of Yang Jixin would make next.

.

"You want to ask me why I was half a day late?"

"You want to ask me, it is clear that the iron cavalry of the Song Dynasty and the long bow of the Western Qi Dynasty cannot stop my progress, but yet I am afraid of this small natural danger?"

"You want to ask me why they are all dead but I am alive?"

"You want to ask me, not only am I alive, but I can also be promoted to a higher rank?"

Yang Jixin's expression gradually changed and became distorted. After asking the question, he suddenly cursed: "For the past few years, I have also wanted to know the reason for this?"

"If I died in the battle in Western Xinjiang, in front of Wuwei Peak, maybe I would have a lot of peace of mind. I would not have to be unable to sleep day and night because of worrying about that person, and I would not be afraid of dreaming about my former brothers when I dream back at midnight.

I can't talk and explain, and I won't worry about what will happen to the orphans and widowed mothers after the incident, and what difficult choices they will face..."

After saying that, Yang Jixin seemed to be calm, feeling depressed and painful: "But your appearance completely broke all illusions and embarrassments. Of course, it was not just because of you, but also the moment Heibingtai appeared in Jinyang City,

I knew everything would become uncontrollable."

"His Majesty the Emperor still remembers the old love and has not forgotten what happened back then." When Yang Jixin said this, his depressed mood suddenly rose, with kindness and gentleness in his eyes: "So this... is right

It is an excellent supporter for you, you can rely on closely to find the truth of that year."

In the previous words, Lin can also be regarded as Yang Jixin explaining the pain and torture he caused to him, and expressing the indelible psychological impact of those years on him. What does the last sentence mean?

He could see that when Yang Jixin said those few words, there was no murderous intent in his eyes, but full of teaching.

what is going on?

Where did the error occur?

Lin Yi couldn't figure it out. He racked his brains and couldn't figure it out.

At this moment, the little sword continued to transform, and Lin Yi felt a cold light on his back.

When he turned around and looked back, countless small transparent swords appeared, suddenly standing upright behind him, and the sharp flying lights stared at his back as if they had eyes, slowly easing this oppressive situation.

Cold sweat broke out on his back, and the oppression and siege surrounding him made it impossible for him to think about the way out with peace of mind.

Yang Jixin opened his hands and hugged him fiercely...
Chapter completed!