Marquis Jianwen's eyes did not fall on Zhongli City.
He did not want to kill those Northern Wei practitioners who sneaked into the city.
To sense those practitioners one by one and then kill them one by one is really exhausting and consumes his true energy even more.
His gaze fell on Lin Yi's position, and there was no concealment of approval in his eyes.
The closer to the moment of life and death, the more clearly you can see a person's true character.
At this time, Lin Yi was like a rock in the tide. No matter how many troops from the Northern Wei Dynasty washed past him, they could not shake it.
But in his opinion, Lin Yi's strength was still a little weak.
Given time, when Lin Yi's power becomes stronger, Lin Yi will be the real mainstay.
He knew that most of the powerful people in Jiankang City, including the emperor of the Southern Dynasty who had everything to do with him in the palace, would not like Lin Yi.
Because Lin Yi is Lin Wangbei's son, and even more because Lin Yi is the successor of He Xiuxian.
Everyone has weaknesses, and the emperor of the Southern Dynasties he was familiar with could not be a true saint.
For those enemies of the old dynasty who had pushed him to a dead end, the emperor of the Southern Dynasty and the powerful people around him would always have a psychological shadow. No matter how outstanding Lin Yi performed, it was absolutely impossible to be associated with their "like"
.
It's just that the Emperor of the Southern Dynasty he knew was the kind of person who could listen to people's opinions, and his personality and ruthlessness were not at all related. What he did today could at least make the Emperor of the Southern Dynasty understand his attitude and his attitude towards Lin Yi in the future.
There will also be some changes.
Of course, until this moment, he had not thought of running away or trying to let Lin Yi go first.
He is not an ordinary practitioner, so his views and opinions are also different from ordinary people.
In his opinion, no matter how devastated the city behind him is, as long as Lin Yi is not dead, he is not dead, and those people from Jiange will come after all, then the battle of Zhongli is not over yet. This war is not over yet.
It’s hard to say whether the victory or defeat will be successful.
He has experienced countless dangerous battles in his life, but he has never escaped from battle, and it is not his style to just sit and wait for death.
Now if we want to prolong the situation for a longer period of time, we need to make this orderly Northern Wei army fall into some chaos.
Reconciling chaos always takes some time.
So at this time he decided to try the "can't" in his previous conversation with Lin Yi.
It is naturally impossible to take the head of the opponent's commander among a hundred thousand troops.
But Lin Yi is a real monster. If he and Lin Yi, a tireless monster, kill the man who is leading the army now, there may be some possibility of success.
His eyes fell on the military advisor at the bow of the enemy ship.
His eyesight is far beyond that of ordinary practitioners. Although this military advisor is quiet and low-key, he has already fallen into his sight after he appeared on the bow of the ship and issued the first military order.
He fell from the city wall.
Just like the shadow of leaves in the dark night, there is no sound. At this time, even many practitioners on Jiangxin Continent have not noticed his figure.
He landed directly next to Lin Yi.
"Let's go kill the general on Jiangxinzhou."
His voice sounded directly in Lin Yi's ears.
"good."
Lin Yi put the knife in his left hand into his right hand, and then wiped his face.
His situation was not actually difficult, because in fact no Northern Wei sergeant came to fight with him. He was chasing and killing the Northern Wei sergeants around him as quickly as possible.
A lot of blood covered his face.
At this time, he wiped his left hand on his face, even wiping off a thick layer of blood and mud.
"I'll do it as fast as possible."
"If there are less than two spiritual mind practitioners, then this person should die directly. If there are more than two spiritual mind practitioners, I will kill two of them and then send you to that person. If
If you successfully kill this person, retreat to me as quickly as possible."
Jian Wenhou looked into Lin Yi's eyes, made sure that there was nothing wrong with Lin Yi's condition at this time, and then said.
"Walk."
Lin Yi nodded unusually simply.
Marquis Jian Wen's hand has fallen.
His hand fell on Lin Yi's collar.
Ordinary clothes might not be able to withstand his strength and Lin Yi's own weight, but Lin Yi was wearing Tianpi treasure clothes, so in the next moment, Lin Yi was lifted up by him.
There was a buzzing sound between heaven and earth.
A terrible smell appeared on the pontoon.
The breathing of all the practitioners on Jiangxin Island was inexplicably stagnant. When they subconsciously sensed and searched for the source of this terrible breath, many Northern Wei sergeants on the pontoon were blown away.
There was a dark shadow in the sky.
The strong wind blew against his face, and Lin Yi couldn't open his eyes. He felt that his face was distorted by the strong wind.
Zhong Minggu, who was on the bow of the ship, raised his head.
Among the people in Jiang Xinzhou, he immediately saw Marquis Jian Wen and Lin Yi falling towards him like meteorites!
Among the troops on the north bank, Xi Ruyu, who had been sleeping with his eyes closed, suddenly raised his head, and a terrifying roar instantly sounded from his body, like several rivers bursting their banks at the same time.
His figure instantly flew forward on the chariot!
More than ten shrill sword sounds sounded at the same time.
The dark night sky was instantly illuminated by the light of more than ten flying swords!
It is very rare to see more than ten flying swords flying into the air at the same time with all their strength, and it is even rarer to see them attacking one person with panic.
However, looking at these flying swords flying through the air, Jian Wenhou just shook his sleeves.
Countless vibrations.
It was the clash of swords against swords.
His sleeves were like huge flowing clouds, rolling up all the flying swords in his sleeves.
In addition to these more than ten bright and dazzling flying swords, his sleeves were rolled up with three very insidious flying swords that had never seen light.
There's just no difference.
All these flying swords fell into his sleeves and then collided with each other.
The different powers on these flying swords devoured each other, his sleeves exploded, and several blood marks appeared on his arms.
These flying swords fell from the sky like broken copper and iron.
Lin Yi was shocked.
It's just that he knows that's the way it should be.
Compared to a cultivator in the Chengtian realm and a lesser saint like Jian Wenhou, there is really a world of difference.
A blood moon appeared in the sky at this time.
It was a blood-red sword light with a sacred aura.
Along with this blood-red sword light, there was also a very strange weapon.
It looks like a crutch, but it flies from the air, and both ends are in the shape of a crane.
Two practitioners of the Northern Wei Dynasty in the Divine Mind Realm, this was a situation that Marquis Jian Wen had considered before.
Marquis Jian Wen first glanced at the blood-red sword light.
His body suddenly became huge, and at the same time, he smashed Lin Yi out of his hand.
He was like throwing a stone, hitting Lin Yi towards the bow of the ship below!