The cultivator in the red feather armor raised his eyebrows slightly. He withdrew his perception from Lin Yi, and instantly understood why.
There is a unique power that continuously flows out from the eight shallow sword marks and invades the runes of Akabane's heavy armor.
The only thing that can continue to disrupt and hinder the operation of the magic circle is the magic circle.
Therefore, this young practitioner who was inconspicuous in his eyes and wielded a nine-handled sword without any threat was actually a very special formation master.
He turned his head and took a serious look at Rong Yi.
In the blink of an eye, Rong Yi swung his sword again.
The true energy in his body was released towards the heaven and earth along the runes of the sword in his hand, instantly causing the other eight swords to respond.
The eight thin swords that had fallen to the ground in various postures suddenly shook, flew up again, and slashed at the red feather armor.
Ding ding ding…
There was another crisp sound.
There were eight more faint sword marks on Akabane's heavy armor.
The sword marks continued to absorb Rong Yi's true energy scattered in the world, and then absorbed more vitality from the surrounding air and rushed into the runes of Akabane's heavy armor.
The practitioner wearing red feather heavy armor suddenly felt that the heavy armor on his body was a little heavier.
It's just that this time he sensed more clearly that this young Southern Dynasty practitioner had such a method, which relied more on the power of the nine swords themselves.
These nine swords are themselves a very powerful magic circle.
"interesting."
He parted his lips slightly inside his armor and whispered to himself.
Just as his voice sounded, the eight swords that had just landed flew up again.
Only this time, this Northern Wei cultivator didn't want the eight swords to be carved with eight more sword marks.
He stretched out his fist and punched it out.
A real flame appeared in the air.
The real energy that was rapidly precipitated from the runes in the armor rubbed violently with the air, coupled with the original unique energy power of the red feather heavy armor, directly producing a red flame on his fist.
Then there was a terrible explosion.
The eight thin swords were blown away by a punch, and the power generated by the unique connection of vitality in these swords could not compete with his punch.
Rong Yi groaned, and the sword in his hand couldn't be held and flew out.
He looked at the red feather heavy armor in disbelief. Although the sword in his hand had been released, a strong impact still hit deep inside his body along his arm, still shocking his inner organs.
A cloud of blood sprayed out of his mouth.
Lin Yi had some free time at this time, and he saw this scene clearly.
He sensed the terrifying power that erupted from the red feather heavy armor at that moment, and couldn't help but frown slightly, and then shouted: "Let him come over!"
He shouted this to Rong Yi.
For some reason, there is always a wonderful tacit understanding between people who can truly live and die together. Even though Rong Yi was severely injured by the blow of the red feather armor, Lin Yi intuitively felt that Rong Yi would not give up.
Rong Yi coughed slightly in pain, and then coughed up some blood foam that surged into his throat. He did have the ability to take action again, but he chose to obey Lin Yi's order.
Without any hesitation, his body swept backwards.
"What are you looking at? Do you want to wait until their battle is over?"
A startled and angry voice sounded from the Ningzhou army.
Following this sound, a sword light lit up, and Ning Ning had already charged towards the Northern Wei sergeant in front.
Many of the Ningzhou sergeants who were still standing there seemed to have woken up from a dream, and they all shouted and rushed towards the Northern Wei sergeants in front of them.
…
Red flames flowed like wind on the top of the grass.
The frown on the cultivator's slightly furrowed brows within the red feather armor slowly loosened, but the look on his face was no longer as frivolous as before.
The Ningzhou Army was not the elite army of the Northern Wei Dynasty.
It is even more difficult for such a local army to regain its fighting spirit after its morale has been extremely low.
Just because a young Southern Dynasty practitioner could do this was worthy of his attention.
When he was less than thirty steps away from Lin Yi, his footsteps suddenly accelerated.
The red feather heavy armor made a terrifying sound of breaking through the air, and its heavy body shot towards Lin Yi like an arrow from a string.
At the same time, he punched straight into Lin Yi's chest like a spear.
Akabane's heavy armor weighs more than five hundred kilograms. With his current speed, the power it brings is already terrifying, let alone the power of his punch.
However, no one expected that Lin Yi would still slash out with such a punch!
There was a loud bang!
The giant scimitar in Lin Yi's hand cut through the flames and the moment it collided with his fist, the tough blade was immediately covered with cracks.
Pieces of gravel flew out from the blade.
This giant scimitar shattered into pieces!
Boom!
Lin Yi flew backwards, and his back hit the kneeling Sky Wolf Heavy Armor.
The Devouring Heavenly Wolf's heavy armor, which had been stably embedded in the pile of corpses, shook violently and fell backwards.
Lin Yi groaned. The shock of energy and blood in his body made him extremely uncomfortable, and he even felt like vomiting. However, as he expected, his hand still held the mace.
The next moment, he lifted up the mace and swung it out.
The practitioner in Akabane's heavy armor was shocked.
He still maintained the posture of punching, but the mace in front of him turned into a stream of light and landed on his fist.
It’s still the same knife!
The speed and power of this knife still exceeded his imagination!
Almost intuitively, the true energy in his body burst out naturally and poured into the runes of Akabane's heavy armor.
when!
The mace meets his fist!
Like a giant fist thrown by a god, it stopped abruptly in the air.
The practitioner's pupils shrank violently, and he felt that part of the true energy in the runes was forcibly dispersed.
The force coming from his fist made his entire inner arm feel severe pain.
Everyone who was paying attention to the fight between him and Lin Yi saw it more clearly. His punch was thrown away, and the center of gravity of the entire Red Feather Armor was a little unstable, swinging to one side.
There was blood flying in Lin Yi's palms.
This head-on collision also made it impossible for him to hold the mace.
However, he had already thought about the next step in his mind. He used one foot to use force and jumped out towards the back.
Several other heavy-armored weapons fell on the ground behind them. In his opinion, these could still pose a threat to Akabane's heavy-armor.
But at this moment, a look of astonishment appeared on his face.
A familiar figure had quietly appeared not far behind Akabane's heavy armor.
That's Yuan Yan.
After the battle here started, she only shot a flying needle, and then she was very low-key, making people ignore her existence.
What is she going to do?
Lin Yi couldn't understand it at this time.
The practitioner in Akabane's heavy armor also sensed Yuan Yan's arrival, and he couldn't understand what kind of threat the other party could pose to him.
However, at this moment, he felt a strange power coming from the sound of the girl's footsteps.