He threw the iron rod in his hand at the Dongyun Sword Academy practitioner with a broken leg.
This iron rod may be considered very heavy for an ordinary practitioner, but for him it is still too light, completely incomparable with the river calming tower heart, and is too short and of little use.
Looking at the iron rod that hit them not far in front of them, the three practitioners of Dongyun Sword Academy remained silent.
The anger in their eyes and hearts gradually dissipated.
It was not because of timidity or fear, but because they knew in their hearts that even if their senior brother had a fair chance to fight with Lin Yi, he would probably be defeated by Lin Yi just as easily as they were.
It is normal to be defeated in front of a battle. In that kind of battle, if they are defeated at close range, their senior brothers may also die on the spot.
The Dongyun Sword Academy practitioner who was supporting Han Qiuyu could still take action, but there was no need to take action because he could not be Lin Yi's opponent.
"We lost."
He took a deep breath, bowed slightly to Lin Yi, and said, "But our defeat does not mean that the Dongyun Sword Academy has failed. We from the Dongyun Sword Academy will definitely look for you again."
"Is this necessary?"
Lin Yi laughed at himself. He was a little rude and did not look at the three practitioners of Dongyun Sword Academy. He looked over their heads and towards the Northern Wei army in the distance behind them. "This is not true from beginning to end."
A fair duel between us cultivators, unless you can make your army retreat, it would be interesting to say something like this. I’m not sure whether I can survive tomorrow, so what’s the point of talking about the future?”
The face of this practitioner from Dongyun Sword Academy was slightly stiff.
He couldn't refute.
The three practitioners of the Dongyun Sword Academy gradually looked a little ashamed. Of course, they could not make the entire army retreat. Even if their senior brothers were included, they were insignificant to the Northern Wei army.
Tens of thousands of people came to attack the city, and tens of thousands of the main army would arrive, but the opponent only had a few thousand people to defend the city. No matter what means were used to defend the city, the reason was sufficient. Then their initial anger seemed to
There wasn't much of a reason in the first place.
The three of them were silent, including Guo Qiuyu, who had a broken leg, and bowed seriously before retreating.
When leaving, Guo Qiuyu did not pick up the iron rod on the ground.
"Dongyun Sword Academy is Dongyun Sword Academy. Victory is victory, defeat is defeat. If you lose, you will not lose the people or the ceremony." Among the Northern Wei army, there was a very luxurious one. It didn't look like it was coming to fight, but it looked like it was coming.
The man in rich clothes who came to visit the scenery of the Southern Dynasties praised loudly.
He was born fair and did not look burly, giving people the impression of being pampered. However, his spirit was high and his attitude was bold and uninhibited. In admiration, he clapped his hands and said, "This Southern Dynasty Lin Yi is also a good man. Who of you will go?"
Kill him for me"
Although Lin Yi's battle scenes were horrifying, even the three defeated practitioners of Dongyun Sword Academy did not think that this could change the fate of Zhongli City. Not to mention the main army that would arrive soon, right now
In this army of tens of thousands, there were many practitioners who were much stronger than them. Apart from the practitioners of the spiritual realm among them, many people did not think that Lin Yi was invincible.
"I'll go."
As soon as the man in rich clothes finished speaking, a practitioner in black clothes walked forward quietly.
The entire army suddenly fell silent.
Most of the soldiers in the Northern Wei Dynasty did not recognize this black-shirted practitioner, but they recognized the numerous flowers embroidered on this practitioner's black shirt.
When Master Mo Sect unified many ascetic sects and tribes in the Northern Desert and brought his disciples to Luoyang, he was wearing a black shirt like this.
There are very few flowers in the northern desert, let alone numerous flowers.
The flowers blooming in the desert only exist in the imagination of the people in the desert, or more appropriately, in their beautiful hopes.
The Demon Sect ended countless years of disputes and placed their better hopes on them.
They dedicated the flowers to Lord Demon Sect, whom they respected so much, and then the flowers became the symbol of Lord Demon Sect.
Clothes and armor embroidered with flowers have always been regarded as the most noble gifts, given by Lord Demon Sect to those practitioners and soldiers who deserve his praise.
Although this practitioner is unfamiliar to most of the sergeants in the Northern Wei army, and they don't even know his name, he must be brave and powerful to be able to wear such clothes and be praised by Lord Demon Sect.
Countless eyes full of envy and awe were directed at this practitioner.
This practitioner looked to be only twenty-seven or twenty-seven years old. His facial features were very delicate, much like a civil servant. There were no weapons in his hands, and his walking speed was not very fast.
However, with the blessing of these eyes, even the ordinary Southern Dynasty sergeants on the northern wall instantly felt the difference in this Northern Wei practitioner who came out of battle.
"Wanjuan Cave, Lou Lingyun."
No one thought this practitioner's figure was special at first, but when they arrived not far in front of Lin Yi, everyone suddenly realized that he was half a head taller than Lin Yi, and they didn't know why he didn't give people any impression of his amazing height before.
Feeling that he calmly bowed to Lin Yi and said, "Come and learn from me."
Lin Yi had even fought with the disciples of the Demon Sect. Of course he knew the meaning of these flowers. He took a deep breath, his expression gradually became serious, and then he bowed and said: "Please."
A sound like cracking silk broke through the air between him and Lou Lingyun.
Lou Lingyun's body rushed up like an arrow from a string. Because it was too fast, the black clothes on his body were pulled back like a flag by the strong wind. The corners of his clothes floating at the rear of his body were raised, giving people a feeling of
The illusion of gold and iron flakes.
It's hard to describe his speed in words. He just took a single step, and before the sound of cracking through the air could be heard, he was already in front of Lin Yi.
He just took a step and punched towards Lin Yi. However, before that, a unique true energy force came with the wind and landed on Lin Yi.
Dozens of strands of true energy quietly rushed into Lin Yi's body, like thin ropes, running through Lin Yi's meridians, binding his body from the inside.
Lin Yi suddenly raised his head!
His foot also stamped hard on the ground, and the blood in his body swept through the meridians like a bursting river, instantly breaking all these thin cords.
A majestic force was generated from his body and concentrated on his fist.
He was not affected at all and punched out.
There was a loud bang.
Fist meets fist.
The clothes on the two men made an unpleasant explosion, and a circle of air waves visible to the naked eye exploded on their fists.
Both people were pushed back by the powerful force and were shaken out.
The only difference is that Lin Yi's fists are very hard, while Lou Lingyun's fists are very fragile compared to him.
A burst of cracking sounds of bones resounded continuously on Lou Lingyun's fist.
Lou Lingyun's breathing stopped, his face turned pale, and his brows were deeply wrinkled due to the severe pain, but there was not much surprise in his eyes.
When his true energy methods completely failed and had no impact on the opponent at all, he had already predicted such a result.