Wei Guanxing looked back at him and winked, meaning, I have done this kind of thing too many times, and it has long since lost its novelty, and there is no need for practice. Besides, you are the commander-in-chief of an army, so it is up to you.
On the other side of his body, Rong Yi was a little nervous.
He held one of his swords tightly, thinking in his mind was this really a good thing?
Especially when he saw two motionless practitioners sitting in the carriage ahead, and seeing that there were practitioners among the sergeants, he became even more nervous, wondering if there would be any problems during this trip.
Because he was really nervous, the water vapor on his hands and sword spurted out due to the naturally vibrating breath in his body.
His right hand and the periphery of the sword formed a large mist, and the mist became more and more fine and fragmented, becoming more and more like a cloud, trying to wrap around his entire body.
Lin Yi didn't have time to speak at this time.
On the carriage at the front, among the two worshipers in brocade robes, the gentle and elegant practitioner who could not see any weapons in his hands could already sense Rong Yi's nervousness from this scene.
"It's the enemy."
So he quickly whispered these three words.
"put!"
Without any hesitation, the practitioner in green shirt holding a long knife pointed at Lin Yi and others gave a sharp shout.
Tsk! Tsk!
The five archers in the train each shot two arrows at an astonishing speed, and the frequency of their movements was also surprisingly consistent. The five feather arrows fired in the two batches each made two cramped and harsh sounds.
The arrowheads of these ten arrows are all blue, and there are also unique grooves on the arrows. When they fly through the rain curtain, they twist and fly like snakes in the air, which is very strange.
Lin Yi hesitated.
It was not because the speed and trajectory of these arrows were beyond his imagination, but because he did not expect that the other party would be so decisive and take action directly without waiting for him to speak.
"If it's not authentic, leave it to me."
He muttered in dissatisfaction, and at the moment he made the sound, he drew his sword.
In the world of practitioners, attacking first does not necessarily mean you will have the upper hand.
A sword light lit up.
With just one strike of the sword, all the ten arrows whizzing towards him were cut off, and they were spinning miserably in the rain.
Of course these archers have superb archery skills, but for him, these arrows are too slow.
Too slow and any changes will be redundant.
In the rain curtain, the faces of the five archery masters who were extremely stoic suddenly turned pale.
They have fought many practitioners, but they have never seen anyone who can directly cut off their arrows with a single sword.
In the carriage, Shen Kun's eyes suddenly lit up, "Wonderful!"
The Taoist in red frowned slightly, but he still praised softly: "Good swordsmanship."
The five archers did not shoot any more arrows.
The soldiers around them, including the majestic green-shirted practitioner holding a long sword, did not make any move. In the next moment, although their expressions changed, their figures were like stone sculptures.
Motionless.
Lin Yi always felt like he had something to say.
In his subconscious, even if two armies are fighting, if they are facing each other in formation, it seems that the generals of both sides will inevitably ask each other their names. For example, who am I, the general of the Southern Dynasty?
Give your name.
But still no one wanted to say anything to him.
The arrows that he had cut off were still flying around in the rain curtain, constantly raising water splashes of different sizes. The cultivator who had been caressing the white jade flute suddenly raised his eyebrows.
Just as his eyebrows were raised on his face, the sleeve of his left hand vibrated at a terrifying frequency, and with a hiss, a silver stream of shadow flew out, tearing apart the rain curtain and flying straight into the high sky.
The sword intent and the sound of breaking through the air fell from high altitude. This flying sword did not want to hide its existence too much. It was just that when it was flying, it was still hiding behind different raindrops falling straight down. It was only with the help of these that it was contaminated with the sword spirit.
The accelerated raindrops can easily confuse the practitioner's perception.
This is what Xiao Suxin felt at this time.
She felt that there were many flying swords falling straight in the sky, and for a moment she couldn't really determine where the sword was flying.
It's just that this sword can't hide Lin Yi's perception.
He could easily lock the path of the sword. This ease made Lin Yi slightly puzzled at this time.
This flying sword seems to be weaker than Rong Yi's flying sword who just started practicing flying swords.
This is a very dangerous feeling.
Lin Yi raised his head and squinted his eyes. He believed that this sword must have a back-up move. Different from ordinary practitioners, he was the kind of practitioner who felt more dangerous, the more he could force out his own potential. Otherwise, he would not
Fighting the constant danger of being injured, He Rongyi practiced directly through fighting.
The sword in his hand swung upwards.
The sword light passed through the falling raindrops, and there was a loud bang. The shattered raindrops were swept up by the strong wind with his sword light, and they were actually like a water dragon being lifted up by Lin Yi, following his
The sword rushed upward.
The moment the sword force took shape, the muddy water under Lin Yi's feet suddenly deformed and then sputtered away at a terrifying speed.
Lin Yi jumped up.
Just relying on the strength of his physical body, his figure was like a huge boulder thrown by a catapult, bursting out with terrifying speed in an instant.
The sword light led the water dragon directly to meet the flying sword that fell straight down.
With this jump, Lin Yi was only fighting for that moment. He wanted to shoot down the flying sword before it changed.
Bang!
There was a muffled sound in the air.
Countless raindrops shattered into powder, like dreamy bubbles.
The flying sword was like a lifeless dragonfly. It flew out first in the mist. It was directly slashed by Lin Yi with a sword, shattering all the true energy contained in the sword. However, looking at the flying sword, the name
The sleeves of the brocade clothes were still trembling, but there was no trace of shock in his eyes.
His body did not resonate violently because his flying sword was destroyed.
A strong force of true energy had rushed out from the fingertips of both of his hands and landed on the white jade flute in his hand.
A whimpering flute sounded instantly.
Who would have thought that his flute is not for playing.
As the whimpering sound of the flute sounded, invisible forces vibrated in the air.
Many planes suddenly appeared in the space between him and Lin Yi.
It's like an invisible knife cutting through the rain curtain, forming straight shadows.
The unique voice rushed into Lin Yi's body with a unique true power. At the same time, the eyes of the other elegant worshiper in brocade moved slightly. In the mud not far away from Lin Yi, a sword shadow appeared without any trace.
The sound flew out together with a piece of flying mud and water.
This sword shadow is gray and looks like a piece of muddy water.
"It turns out that this flying sword is just a cover. Your real method is not the flying sword, but the sonic shock method."
Lin Yi heard such a voice in his heart. It turned out that the change did not lie in this flying sword.
With the sound of the flute, the power flowing into his body traveled through his meridians, searching for his true essence, trying to cause vibrations and turbulence of his true essence, and to imprison or crush his true essence.
However, the meridians in Lin Yi's body were empty.
There is no real essence in his body to begin with, so how can he break it using the method of destroying the real essence?
So when the flying sword, which had quietly hidden in the mud in front of him at some point, flew up quietly, he even thought of the joke recorded in his notes.
The joke in the notebook said that there was a demon king who was invincible, and anyone who made an enemy of him would soon have their brains eaten away, but there was a fool from Murakami who dared to make an enemy of that demon king, and eventually killed that demon king.
The battle was defeated.
Later, everyone wondered how a fool could defeat the devil. In the end, the fool said, because everyone said that I had no brain since I was a child, and he couldn't eat my brain, of course I was not afraid of him, and I won the battle later.
This is a very cold joke.
But there was more explanation in the notebook at that time, and this joke actually contained more things worth pondering, such as courage.