/pThe battlefield was extremely chaotic, but Lin Yi's heart was extremely peaceful.
Although he did not think that Lin Yi was a practitioner of the same level as himself, he just happened to encounter a wonderful flower bud that he had never seen before while hoeing in the fields, and just wanted to see how it would bloom in the future, but this company
The farmer from the Northern Wei Dynasty, who neither said his name nor asked Lin Yi's name, was equally solemn and serious.
He also knew that the battle situation here could change at any time, so he was unwilling to spend too much time with Lin Yi.
"please."
He raised the sword in his hand, said the same word to Lin Yi, and then he took action.
There is no distinction between seniors and juniors on the battlefield.
Since he thought Lin Yi was ready, he would not hold anything back.
A sudden explosion sounded in the air.
Lin Yi's pupils shrank violently.
He never thought that a seemingly ordinary sword in the opponent's hand could burst out with such terrifying power in an instant.
In one swing, the opponent's straight sword was bent by the terrifying force, like a crescent moon.
He just subconsciously raised his sword and exerted force.
The sword in his right hand had already met the long sword that was swung into a crescent moon.
The sword in his right hand seemed to have hit a mountain.
A terrible force shook from the opponent's sword, and then his fingers and palms exerted force rapidly, unable to hold the sword.
There was a crisp "pop" sound.
The opponent's sword continued to move forward, and the moment the crescent-shaped sword trembled straight, it hit his chest.
His chest sunk slightly, and his whole body flew back uncontrollably.
…
There was a cry of exclamation.
Most of these voices came from practitioners from the Southern Dynasties on this battlefield.
Most of them did not expect that the sword of this Northern Wei cultivator could contain such terrifying power.
"Chengtian realm?"
Yuan Yan was a little surprised.
Everyone seemed to underestimate the cultivation level of this Northern Wei cultivator.
He is not at the middle level of Ruyi Realm or at the peak of Ruyi Realm. The power he used at this moment is enough to show that he has truly entered the Heaven Bearing Realm.
In the distance, the old man wielding the flying sword had a wry smile on his face.
He was the only one who knew very well the cultivation level of this cultivator from the Northern Wei Dynasty.
If this Chengtian-level practitioner hadn't drawn too much of his attention, he wouldn't have been injured by the opponent's sword master. Yuan Yan was stunned for the first time, and then she saw Lin Yi flying backwards towards her.
She hesitated slightly, then stretched out her hand.
Her hands fell on Lin Yi's back, and then she let out a feigned but very real groan.
She fell back.
Lin Yi's whole body's energy and blood were roaring. The incompletely fused medicinal energy, the grain energy between his chest and abdomen, and the blood in his body all seemed to be churning violently.
He felt that his consciousness was about to disappear as he boiled, and his body seemed to become very light and about to fly into the sky.
However, at this moment, he felt a pair of very soft hands supporting him like clouds.
There was a "pop" sound.
He spit out a mouthful of blood.
Then he landed hard.
…
The middle-aged man from the Northern Wei Dynasty calmly sheathed his sword.
In his opinion, it was naturally impossible for Lin Yi to fight again.
However, at this moment, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes, which then expanded rapidly.
Lin Yi stood up.
He moved very quickly, leaping over and picking up the sword that had been knocked away by his blow.
Another uncontrollable exclamation sounded.
The exclamations were mixed with the voices of many people from the Northern Wei Dynasty, including many ordinary sergeants.
Even those soldiers who were not practitioners, but just warriors, could clearly feel the astonishing power contained in the sword of this Northern Wei practitioner.
If such a sword falls on the body, even if all the bones in front of the body are not shattered, the internal organs will be severely damaged and it will be difficult to move.
However, who would have thought that this young practitioner from the Southern Dynasties who spit out a mouthful of blood could still be as agile as a leopard?
Lin Yi breathed slowly, his brows furrowed deeply.
In fact, he himself was surprised.
His sternum was not seriously damaged. Although the blow just now caused blood to spurt out of his mouth, after the mouthful of blood came out, although there was a slight pain in his chest and lungs when breathing, his strength at this moment was actually stronger than before.
It seems a little stronger.
When he breathed slowly and looked inwardly, he realized that there were many reasons for this.
He had the Heavenly Treasure Clothes, so the opponent's true energy was scattered a lot when it hit him.
The opponent also really reserved his strength and did not want to kill with one blow.
The medicinal energy and blood in his body churned violently, dissolving a lot of the true energy that rushed into his body. At the same time, the feeling of being on the verge of death also forced the potential in his body to be squeezed out.
Those medicinal qi are still working.
Finally, there was...the hands of the Southern Dynasty girl behind him. The true energy coming from her hands seemed to have buffered a lot of the impact of the opponent's power.
"How are you?"
He knew that the other party would definitely not take the opportunity to make a sneak attack, so he turned to look at Yuan Yan, who was still lying on the ground and had not yet stood up, and asked.
"I have nothing to do."
Yuan Yan looked at him and forced out a smile.
Her smile was not sincere, so it looked a little strange in the dust and fog at this time.
It's just that this weirdness at this time seems to be difficult for Lin Yi.
"Thank you."
He said softly, then turned to look at the middle-aged man from the Northern Wei Dynasty.
"Come again."
He raised the sword in his hand and said.
"It seems like I need to put in more effort."
The middle-aged man from the Northern Wei Dynasty said seriously.
Then he drew his sword.
The moment he drew his sword, thunder sounded in the air in front of him.
The realm is the realm.
If the difference is too great, it cannot be surpassed.
There was a soft "pop" sound.
Lin Yi flew backwards again without any suspense.
Lin Yi's body was shaking violently.
The force of this blow was so powerful that the flesh and blood of his body spasmed.
Obviously it only knocked away the sword in his right hand, but he couldn't hold the sword in his left hand and also dropped it.
He even heard a popping sound inside his body.
It was that the power condensed in the flesh and blood was shaken away.
The moment he landed, the image of this middle-aged practitioner from the Northern Wei Dynasty appeared in his mind.
The other party was extremely simple, just like a teacher hitting a student with a ruler, he just slapped him over, and then he flew out.
But such a sword still did not dampen his fighting spirit.
He was injured.
But this middle-aged practitioner from the Northern Wei Dynasty still underestimated him.
His bones were still not broken, and the trauma to his internal organs was not severe.
This gave him confidence.
So the moment he landed, he took out a wax pill hidden in his sleeve. Before the numbness in his fingers disappeared, he crushed the wax pill and swallowed it.