Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty Divine Mind Killing
"What kind of skills does this person practice?"
On the north bank, Yang Dian sat on Xi Ruyu's chariot. Looking at this scene, his eyes ignited with fanatical flames.
He has seen countless practitioners, but none of them would fight like Lin Yi, let alone waste their precious essence on such stones.
You must always cherish your true essence, then you are not presumptuous and arrogant enough.
With just such a scene, he could understand why Lin Yi made the 100,000-strong Northern Wei army feel so helpless and dejected with just one person.
No one could answer his question at the moment.
The Southern Dynasties paid more attention to the compilation of ancient books than the Northern Wei Dynasty, but even in the Southern Dynasties, there were very few classics and notes about Dajulu, and most of them fell into the hands of Lin Yi and Shen Yue respectively. Unless someone happened to have seen such miscellaneous notes before,
Otherwise, even if we exhaust all our efforts to search, we will not be able to find relevant records at all.
The slightly cool river water flows into the gaps in the armor, and then becomes warm.
Lin Yi bent his knees slightly and stood firmly.
The gravel fell on his armor, making a clanging sound.
His left hand stretched out.
A large stone weighing at least seventy or eighty kilograms seemed to fall weightlessly in his palm, not even causing his straight arm to drop in the slightest.
In the next moment, he smashed the big stone out and hit the Northern Wei sergeant who was coming from the pontoon in front.
Xi Ruyu looked at the big stone expressionlessly, and he quickened his pace. When the big stone fell, he was already far in front of the place where the big stone fell.
Didn't hit anyone.
Except for a few practitioners, the three thousand soldiers who followed him were all powerful warriors.
Even though the driftwood was shaking violently, these people were still walking on flat ground.
A loud shout sounded on the pontoon.
A general from the Northern Wei Dynasty flew over. His speed was far faster than anyone else, including Xi Ruyu who was walking at the front.
He held a long knife and flew across the sky like an eagle attacking a rabbit, and slashed at Lin Yi with one strike.
The blade made a sharp sound in the air, and the originally silver-white blade suddenly lit up with countless red lines.
The true energy in his body spurted out without reservation, forming a terrifying blade that was more than ten feet long along the blade.
This is a loyal general who has followed Xi Ruyu for many years. His cultivation has reached the peak of Chengtian Realm, but he does not think that he can kill Lin Yi, nor does he ignore Xi Ruyu's wish to fight Lin Yi alone.
He just thought that the new Asia Saint from Jiange would intervene in such a battle, so he would rather use his life to consume some of that Asia Saint's true energy.
It's just that he thought wrong.
When he fell towards Lin Yi, no one intervened.
There was a sound of water, and Lin Yi took a step back. His feet broke away from the water and returned to the rocky shoal.
Looking at the oncoming knife, he slightly bent his knees again, accumulating strength, and then held the heart of the Zhenhe Tower with both hands and exerted force.
With a bang, the Heart of the River Zhenhe Tower in his hand hit the substantial sword.
The Dao Gang shattered, and the broken Dao Gang impacted his armor, making a louder sound than the impact of gravel.
His feet sank into the ground, but the Heart of the River Zhenhe Tower in his hand still moved forward, hitting the blade in the hand of the Northern Wei general.
A shock wave visible to the naked eye exploded between the heart of the Zhenhe Tower and the blade, and two terrifying impact forces invaded along the arms of the two weapons, each of which resembled its owner.
The Heart of the River Zhenhe Tower rose slightly. The conflict of forces at this moment seemed to be due to Lin Yi's weaker strength. However, he was still able to hold the Heart of the Zhenhe Tower forcefully, and the Northern Wei general held the sword in the tiger's mouth in an instant.
Tearing, his wrists and shoulder blades could not withstand the attack of this force, and they broke with a snap.
Compared with the physical injuries, what is more serious is the backlash of true energy.
Many meridians in his body were torn apart in an instant, and the real energy in his body was shaking so much that he could not walk smoothly. His whole body also trembled violently as if he was being shocked by electricity, and he was unable to control himself.
Lin Yi lifted his feet up.
His feet got stuck in the rocks, and when he lifted them up, he brought up a lot of gravel.
He kicked his feet forward, and a lot of gravel instantly made a shrill sound as it fell towards the chest of the Northern Wei general.
Listening to such a sound of breaking through the air, the eyes of the Northern Wei general were full of despair and disbelief.
He watched all Lin Yi's battles overnight from beginning to end, and he was sure that when Lin Yi started fighting, his strength was simply not enough to compete with a practitioner at the peak of the Heaven Bearing Realm.
However, he did not expect that Lin Yi would be so powerful at this time.
Lin Yi didn't lie.
Other practitioners become more exhausted and weaker as they fight, but he becomes stronger and stronger as he fights.
This Northern Wei general was only wearing ordinary leather armor. This kind of thin leather armor, combined with the uncontrolled surge of true energy in his body at this time, would definitely not be able to withstand the impact of these gravels.
But at the moment when death approached, a breath with a sacred meaning fell down and stood in front of him.
All the gravel shattered and turned into powder.
Xi Ruyu's figure appeared beside him and saved him.
At the same time, the practitioner in white clothes and white hair and the old man in red and green robes flew up at the same time, like kites blown by the wind, soaring up and falling towards the city wall.
This is Mr. Bai and Mr. Feng. Many people in the Northern Wei army know that these two spiritual realm practitioners are worshiped by Xi Ruyu's army. However, most people only know about these two people only with Mr. Bai.
Until I call him Mr. Zefeng.
They have never seen these two people's actions, and they don't know what magical powers these two people have. They don't even know their origins, what sect they are, or what they have done in the past.
The more mysterious it is, the more difficult it is to deal with.
Looking at the two spiritual practitioners flying over, the original Taoist had no intention of taking action.
Fei Yiling and many Golden Crow Cavalry temporarily moved their eyes away from Lin Yi and fell on Wei Guanxing.
Wei Guanxing was a practitioner of the Divine Realm many years ago. A being with his level of cultivation was either a high-ranking minister in the border army or a general commanding at least tens of thousands of troops in the border army.
Wei Guanxing is very famous, but few people have seen him take action.
Facing the white-clothed and white-haired practitioner who flew over, Wei Guanxing took a step forward, and then to everyone's surprise, he also flew up.
He flew out from the city wall and shot towards the white-clothed and white-haired practitioner like lightning!
The two flew towards each other, and the distance between them instantly shortened.
There was a crackling sound.
His flying sword appeared in his hand, but it did not fly out. There was only a dazzling sword light on the sword.
The practitioner in the white-clothed and white-haired "Army Formation" had slightly cold eyes. He looked at the small sword in Wei Guanxing's hand and just started to speak.
A clear voice accompanied by powerful vitality and telekinesis fell directly on Wei Guanxing.
Dozens of strange forces were like tree roots, instantly falling from the depths of Wei Guanxing's heavenly spirit, following his blood veins, and were about to instantly pierce into his brain.
However, at this moment, there was a bang.
The small sword in Wei Guanxing's hand disappeared.
The flesh and blood on the chest of the white-robed and white-haired practitioner also disappeared.
The practitioner in white clothes and white hair suddenly paused in the air. He felt in disbelief that his power was instantly cut off, and then he lowered his head.
He saw a big hole.
The flesh and blood on his back also turned into pink mist at this time.
The small sword shot straight out, bringing with it a terrifying vortex.
“It turned out to be like this”
Such a voice sounded in his heart, and he died instantly.