An earth-shaking scream broke through the night sky.
Marquis Jian Wen couldn't believe his eyes.
At this moment, a violent roar accompanied by the surge of true energy even overwhelmed the screams of all the soldiers of the Northern Wei Dynasty on Jiangxin Continent. A burly figure as big as a mountain passed through Jiangxin Continent at a terrifying speed, and the ground beneath him continued.
It exploded, causing waves of dust to rise several feet high.
Marquis Jian Wen frowned.
But at this moment, he had made up his mind.
Countless sandstorms suddenly surged in front of him.
Countless dust particles that were originally floating in the air and could not even be sensed by practitioners moved forward at a terrifying speed, turning from unknown to countless white lines.
Where the white line passed, many Northern Wei sergeants on the pontoon who had been crossed by the white line suddenly stopped.
The white line turned into a blood line behind them.
The old woman in the spiritual realm who stayed on the pontoon to restrain Marquis Jian Wen knew that she had reached her last moments. She laughed miserably, and her whole body exploded from the inside out.
The pontoon under her body quickly pressed down, and countless pieces of wood shattered to reveal the water surface, and the turbid water surface was strangely sunken like a bowl.
All her remaining strength turned into an indestructible ball of air and exploded.
However, such power still could not stop Jian Wenhou in the slightest.
A straight mark appeared on the water surface that was as sunken as a bowl, like a sword cutting through it.
Marquis Jian Wen's figure cut through the middle of the air mass that was still exploding.
According to normal inferences, Lin Yi should be seriously injured at this time and unlikely to survive. However, at the moment when he frowned, Jian Wenhou had already convinced himself not to use this common sense inference.
Lin Yi is not a normal practitioner. If he is not dead at this time, he may be able to survive.
But even so, even if he convinced himself, he just felt that Lin Yi was in a dying state.
At this time, only Zhong Minggu didn't think so.
His arm was torn off, the injuries to his internal organs were extremely heavy, and even his spine was broken, but his perception was still clear.
He felt as if a volcano was erupting from Lin Yi's body.
Lin Yi's feet landed.
The flesh and blood all over his body was twitching, and it was difficult to stand still, but he finally stood firm.
Zhong Minggu had also landed heavily at this time, only one foot away from him.
With just this distance of one foot, he found it difficult to keep up, but he felt that the opponent was not dead yet. All his consciousness at this time was to kill the commander-in-chief of the Northern Wei Dynasty on Jiangxin Continent.
He still had strength in his body, so he naturally threw the severed arm towards Zhong Minggu, just like he usually threw flying spears with all his strength.
Everyone who saw such a scene stopped breathing.
This is undoubtedly a very bloody scene, but the most important thing is that Lin Yi can still stand firm, but it is his throw and the breathtaking sense of power.
Zhong Minggu smiled bitterly.
Based on his cultivation level and his perception, Lin Yi's severed arm was naturally not very fast. However, he was unable to dodge at this time and could not even move his body. He wanted to take risks and kill him.
Lin Yi, however, failed.
At this time, he personally experienced the helplessness of those practitioners who had previously been defeated by Lin Yi.
With a pop, he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
His severed arm fell on his chest, and his chest sank slightly, making it impossible to lift his head.
At the same time, Marquis Jian Wen's hand fell down.
His hand fell on Lin Yi's collar, and then flew out!
boom!
A heavy sword struck the afterimage of him and Lin Yi.
The violent and extremely angry force smashed the entire bow of the ship.
Xi Ruyu's hands hugged Zhong Minggu, who had fallen over. He looked at the afterimages of Marquis Jian Wen and Lin Yi brought up in the night, and raised his head and let out a loud roar.
Several Northern Wei generals could not hold their weapons and fell to the ground.
It's not because of Xi Ruyu's angry roar at this time, but because they usually respect Zhong Minggu like a god. For these people, Zhong Minggu is not only the military advisor of this army, but also the teacher who always guides their progress and progress.
They saw Zhong Minggu, who was limp and lifeless in Xi Ruyu's hands, and all their strength seemed to be drained away in an instant.
No one is more sad than Xi Ruyu at this time.
There are very few friends and partners like him.
Zhong Minggu is not only a partner who has fought alongside him many times, but more often than not is a mirror that shows his shortcomings and is his brother and sister.
When he felt something was wrong, he didn't even consider his own safety as the commander of the first army, and frantically poured in his true energy to rush over, but the result still didn't change.
If Marquis Jian Wen did not retreat, he would even fight with Marquis Jian Wen with all his strength.
Zhong Minggu's body became cold in his hands, and words could not describe his mood at this time. His pupils were blood red.
Crazy burst of real energy means rapid consumption.
After defeating two spiritual practitioners in a row, and then bringing Lin Yi back as if nothing happened, Marquis Jian Wen seemed relaxed at this time, but more than half of the true energy accumulated in his body for many years had been consumed.
Every bit of his true energy is worth cherishing, but during this flying pass, the five fingers of his left hand popped out several more rays of true energy without stopping, and probed towards Lin Yi's body.
His eyes gleamed with surprise again.
Lin Yi's body was like a bottomless abyss. His true energy fell into it and disappeared instantly.
His perception at this moment was only to confirm that Lin Yi's internal organs had indeed suffered serious damage. An ordinary person would have been dead at this time.
Lin Yi coughed painfully.
He didn't dare to breathe before, fearing that his breath would be deflated and he would no longer be able to exert force. Now every breath he took was accompanied by violent coughing, and he was constantly coughing up blood clots.
He could no longer make himself look extremely strong, his body arched up and trembled non-stop.
The "inner elixir" in his Dantian seemed to have completely cracked, and those cracked pieces continued to disintegrate, turning into countless scalding streams of heat, constantly washing through his flesh and blood.
All the wounds in his body, including those on his internal organs, seemed to be being burned by magma.
Incomparable pain.
But he is still alive.
The sound of his coughing continued to spread in all directions in the wind, just like the sound of a broken shell from a worn-out leather blower in many blacksmith shops.
At this time, he felt that he was not strong enough to give this Northern Wei army a greater sense of oppression.
However he was wrong.
Those Northern Wei people didn't think so.
On Jiangxin Island and on the north bank, countless Northern Wei soldiers stood with cold bodies, their minds blank.
For them, this is like a nightmare.
Lin Yi, on the other hand, is the devil in the nightmare who will never die.