Four hundred and sixtieth eight chapters wanton and laugh
Practitioners in the army have no sense of the so-called glory of killing powerful enemies alone.
For this general at this time, fighting is to achieve his goal, and he must kill this young Southern Dynasty practitioner as quickly as possible.
Without any hesitation, he nodded to the archer on the ship not far from him.
He didn't make any sound, and swept towards Lin Yi very low-key but quickly.
At this time, the pontoon was in great chaos. Even if Lin Yi stopped trampling violently, the turbulent water waves underground would still make the floating logs sway for a long time, not to mention that many of the ropes that tied them together had been broken.
However, across countless people, Lin Yi still felt the presence of this general.
In my perception, this person is very fast and stable, moving like the wind.
He looked up and easily saw this silent figure walking forward among the chaotic crowd.
However, at this moment, with a bang, a white turbulence appeared behind his head, and in the center of the turbulence was a white sword shadow.
A small white sword struck at the back of his neck with an aura as powerful as splitting mountains and rocks!
Lin Yi's brows frowned deeply.
There was no warning when this flying sword came, and when it suddenly appeared, his attention had just been attracted by this general. If it had been during the time when he and Rong Yi were practicing in Luoshui City, it was absolutely impossible for him to be able to handle this sword.
, what he feared most at that time was the flying sword, because he had no real energy in his body, and no matter how fast his hands and feet were, he would not be able to move as fast as a flying sword that could change its direction according to his will.
But it's different now.
He already has a lot of experience fighting flying swords, and he has Danmer Sword in his body.
The back of his neck turned red, with a scalding heat, and a thick plume of mercury rushed out like a real flame and hit the flying sword.
The flying general of the Northern Wei Dynasty suddenly stopped. His flying sword was only a moment away from Lin Yi's flesh and blood. However, in his perception, it felt like he had fallen into a bottomless quagmire.
This is an unknown but terrifying force, and his body is as cold as those of ordinary soldiers.
The small white sword dyed blood red by mercury struggled desperately, and a red dust mist exploded behind Lin Yi, but at this moment, Lin Yi's hand had already caught up with the flying sword.
speed.
Lin Yi held the flying sword.
The remaining true energy on this flying sword vibrated between his palms and fingers, permeating his scale gloves. However, when it penetrated into his flesh and blood, it quickly melted away.
The rushing Northern Wei general seemed to have been hit by an invisible carriage. His body suddenly stopped, and with a pop, a blood arrow spurted out of his mouth.
Two piercing sounds sounded one after another.
The first sound that broke through the air came from the arrow shot by the archer, and the second sound that broke through the air came from the flying sword thrown by Lin Yi.
Lin Yi didn't pay attention to the archer. He just threw the flying sword with his backhand and let the flying sword fly towards Zhongli City.
He snatched away the opponent's flying sword with one hand and threw the flying sword back into the city. This was a humiliation to all the Northern Wei practitioners in front.
A sharp arrow with terrifying power fell.
It's just that this arrow is still too slow for Lin Yi, not to mention that this arrow is just a complement to the flying sword. If he can barely cope with the flying sword, then this arrow will have a real impact on him.
of killing.
It's a pity that the flying sword was of no use to him.
So this arrow is destined to become a joke.
He caught the flying sword with his right hand and threw it, and he also had a left hand.
So when the arrow came through the air, he shot it out with his left hand.
It's like swatting a fly away.
The arrow was shot away by him and landed diagonally on the city wall far away from the pontoon bridge. Then it fell slumped into the messy river water and turned into an inconspicuous spray.
Many suppressed and incredible exclamations sounded among the Northern Wei army on the other side.
Including the Northern Wei cultivator who had previously requested a fight.
When the Northern Wei cultivator who requested the battle saw this white flying sword, he already understood the identity of the Northern Wei general who was supervising the battle on Jiangxin Continent. He knew very well that he might not be stronger than the owner of this flying sword.
No matter in his understanding or imagination, the only person who could stretch out a hand and hold a flying sword to death could only be a practitioner of the spiritual realm.
If you are not a practitioner of the spiritual realm, how could you possibly do such a thing.
But if he is a practitioner in the spiritual realm, how can he fight in such a way, and how can he be so young.
The elixirs in the world, no matter how powerful they are, can only reach the Heaven-bearing realm. Whether it is the cumulative effect of the medicinal properties or the load on the body, it is impossible for a practitioner to rely on elixirs to directly reach the realm of spiritual thoughts.
Moreover, military intelligence had previously shown that this young Southern Dynasty practitioner was Lin Yi, the son of Lin Wangbei.
He was just a student who had just entered Nantian Academy. To the world of practitioners, he was just a newborn.
There were many practitioners in the Northern Wei Dynasty who were as incomprehensible as him and even had their bodies trembling slightly.
But they were all sure that even if they stepped forward to fight this young Southern Dynasty practitioner, the result would probably be the same.
All of them are timid.
Qi Zhuji on the city wall laughed.
He laughed loudly and wildly.
He saw the fear of countless people in this Northern Wei army.
He had never thought that such an army of more than 30,000 people would be frightened by a practitioner like Lin Yi.
"Why are the people of the Northern Wei Dynasty naturally braver than those of the Southern Dynasty? Look at how cowardly you are!"
He yelled at the army without mercy.
"Is it true that only these ordinary people are allowed to die?"
"There isn't even a single practitioner who dares to come?"
"Or must we wait for the practitioners above the spiritual mind to take action to give you the courage?"
Lin Yi's voice rang out.
He had not made much noise during the battle, so his voice at this time was like real thunder, which was extremely frightening and uncomfortable.
He rushed back towards the city wall.
He is a very smart man, and he knows how to take things easy when they are good.
And he knew very well what effect his words at this time would have.
This Northern Wei army was more than ten times more numerous than them. If this continued, they would really be drowned.
But at any time, a practitioner's performance can affect morale more.
If he can kill many of the other party's practitioners, then he can delay it longer.
He wanted to drag Wei Guanxing and his people from Jiange to arrive. As long as Wei Guanxing and his people from Jiange arrived, he believed that this battle would definitely change.
As for more permanent matters, he didn't want to, at least at this moment.
Not everyone can endure this kind of humiliation, and not all practitioners are the kind of cold and ruthless generals.
There are many practitioners who are not in the military just for military glory.
"I have endured enough. I don't care what General Xi thinks of him now. I must kill this man. If he wants to convict him, that's fine."
A cultivator in yellow robes said this to the followers beside him, then he raised his head and walked towards the city wall in his eyes regardless of the eyes of anyone around him.