To the two Northern Wei cultivators who had just appeared in the alleyway not far away, she seemed to be waiting for death.
But for her, she has done everything she can.
She has retreated to a suitable position.
She has guided the flying sword to a suitable position and greatly slowed down the power and speed of the flying sword.
The next thing is to leave it to these partners she trusts.
A blade of light lit up behind her.
The sword had a cold light, it was the sword she gave to Lin Yi.
However, the one who picked up the knife at this time was Li Moxiao, who had just recovered his breathing.
Li Moxiao was still coughing up blood.
He was coughing up purple-black blood clots before, but now he is coughing up scarlet blood. The violent coughing made his body almost twitch, but his stabbing was extremely calm and stable, which made people feel perfect.
This sword locked any dodge position of the flying sword, and landed on the flying sword's body with incomparable precision.
The cold and sharp blade cut through the true energy that filled the flying sword, making the slightest sound like hot oil being poured into a pan.
The woman in red's breathing stopped suddenly, and she had an extremely ominous premonition.
Li Moxiao's body felt as if he was suddenly hit by an invisible sledgehammer, and he stumbled backwards.
But when his knife was retreating, it was still cutting in.
The blade cut through the true essence and dragged on the body of the flying sword, making a harsh sound.
Ordinary knives cannot leave any traces on this kind of flying sword. Flying swords pursue lightness and thinness, so the materials they make must be the best materials in the hands of craftsmen. However, Lin Yi's knife is not an ordinary knife.
A shallow knife mark appeared on the sword, cutting through the complicated and unspeakable runes on the sword.
As if a line of ink had been smeared on the delicate makeup, the flying sword let out a shrill cry like a girl's scream, and then its face dimmed.
The woman in red lost control of the flying sword.
The dim flying sword flew out diagonally and fell into the courtyard behind it.
The body of the woman in red shook violently, as if a piece of flesh had been cut off instantly, and there was also a large amount of connected real energy.
The wound on her abdomen completely burst open, and a large amount of blood poured out.
Without any pause, her feet kept touching the ground and flew back, and the blood mist formed a dazzling blood rainbow in the air.
Everything shining in her eyes was incredible light.
Although her injuries were not fatal, her mood was the same as that of the Demon Sect subordinate who had lost his breath before he died. She could not believe that this was true.
It was hard for her to believe that two practitioners of the Divine Mind Realm joined forces and were defeated by four such young practitioners.
The most important thing is that she feels that these four young practitioners are real monsters. She even feels deeply timid and has the feeling that she doesn't want to fight with these four people again.
Lin Yi pulled the sword away from the dead Demon Sect subordinate.
The moment the sword blade separated from the broken flesh and blood, he felt dizzy, his body swayed, and he almost fell to the ground.
He propped his sword on the ground like a crutch and pressed one hand on the bleeding wound.
The wound doesn't look big on the outside, but it's a terrible flower on the inside.
Under his pressure, he felt the bleeding from the wound gradually stop, and he felt grateful to be able to survive the disaster.
"fine?"
Bai Yuelu put down Rong Yi, looked at Lin Yi, and asked seriously.
Lin Yi looked at the direction in which the woman in red was escaping, smiled bitterly, and shook her head, "It's okay, I just can't chase her."
He just said such a sentence, and blood with slightly hot bubbles continued to flow from the corner of his mouth.
Li Moxiao fell to the ground without caring about his appearance. He didn't even want to lift Lin Yi's knife. He pressed his hands on his chest and kept breathing violently. With every breath, a large amount of fresh air came.
When it poured into his lungs, there was severe pain and indescribable extreme exhaustion and weakness that filled his whole body, making him want to lie down and fall asleep, or even fall into a coma, which could directly get rid of this feeling.
Rong Yi's body was constantly trembling. He looked at Lin Yi, Bai Yuelu and Li Moxiao worriedly. At this time, he didn't think that his injuries were actually extremely serious. His eyes swept over the dead demon sect.
When I came to the tribe, my heart was filled with joy and fear.
Although they won this battle, the victory was extremely difficult. Even Lin Yi, who had given him the feeling of being omnipotent before, almost died in the battle.
Lin Yi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took a hard breath, and patted Li Moxiao, who was sitting next to him, on the shoulder.
He was still unwilling to leave the city at this time, but the four of them were approaching their limit, and it was time to leave.
The four people can have a tacit understanding between life and death in battle, and they seem to be able to understand each other's thoughts very well at ordinary times.
Li Moxiao also smiled, and then stood up with difficulty.
Among the four of them, Rong Yi looked the least embarrassed, but half of his clothes were stained with blood. He, Lin Yi, and Bai Yuelu all looked seriously injured and looked a little miserable.
Looking at this scene, the two Zhenyuan heavy armors that had just arrived seemed a little ready to move.
Lin Yi's hand slowly fell from his neck. The bleeding from his wound had stopped, but a large mass of dried blood solidified on the skin of his neck, which looked a bit scary.
His eyes fell on the two pieces of true energy heavy armor with some provocation and disdain.
The two cultivators in the heavy armor looked at him, and a severe chill suddenly surged in their bodies. They did not dare to move forward, and instead retreated towards the streets behind them.
Sensing that Lin Yi's injury was not getting worse, Bai Yuelu's frown completely relaxed. She first used some medicine on herself, and then handed some oral medicine to Rong Yi and Li Moxiao, and then she faced Lin Yi.
Yi nodded and walked towards the ascetic's body.
The body of this demon sect member has gradually cooled down, but the skin and flesh on his body still exudes the brilliance of divinity, giving people the texture of rocks in the desert that have been polished by wind and sun for many years.
She looked at the strange ring mark on the head of this Demon Sect member, and at the pictures of poisonous snakes intertwined with leaves and mountain goats. She didn't know what came to her mind, and her brows furrowed deeply involuntarily.
She carefully inspected the clothes and the luggage on the back of the demon sect members, and found two black medicine cakes and two different talismans. In addition, except for the soft sword that fell to the side, she
Apart from the iron rod and the iron rod, there is nothing superfluous about this member of the Demon Sect.
"Mo Ke Medicine Cake. An elixir refined by ascetics in the deserted Tiantie wasteland in the Northern Wei Dynasty. In addition to replenishing physical strength and restoring a certain amount of true energy, it also has the effect of improving some daily consciousness. It's just that the medicinal properties are mixed, and you take too much
It’s hallucinogenic.”
When Lin Yi smelled an exciting medicinal scent, her voice had already sounded.