Two old men from Jiange came one after another from behind.
All the Golden Crow Cavalry trembled slightly, and Fei Yiling was about to make a sound.
They were originally prepared to die as soon as possible, but at this time, the people in the sword pavilion were still standing in front of them.
"There is no order of precedence when it comes to death."
"But we don't have much time, but you are different. You can still live for a long time."
"This is a big drama. Since it started with our sword pavilion, it will never be interrupted. Please support it."
The two old men from Jiange took turns whispering these words.
All the Golden Crow Riders fell silent.
When the two old men were still more than ten feet behind Lin Yi, the heavy cavalry from the Northern Wei Dynasty who rushed past Lin Yi were almost in front of them.
It seemed like any heavy horse could easily knock them away.
However, looking at these heavy horses, one of the old men suddenly raised his head and let out a sharp roar!
When he spoke to the people of the Golden Crow Cavalry earlier, his voice was also old and deep. However, no one expected that his scream was as sharp and loud as cave gold cracking rocks!
Not to mention the Northern Wei army on Jiangxin Continent, even the Northern Wei army on the other side, even the practitioners, instantly felt their eardrums tingling.
No one thought that such an old man could scream like this!
Amidst his fierce roar, a flying sword in his sleeve roared out and turned into a black shadow, flying around among the cavalry with an extremely violent attitude.
The black traces turned into countless black lines.
The military horse was still galloping forward, but a red line appeared on the neck of the rider on the saddle, and then split open, and the body separated.
The black line extended towards Lin Yi's front.
Lin Yi stopped suddenly.
In front of him, the charging riders all turned into headless riders.
Feeling the black-edged flying sword that moved forward indomitably and seemed to never return, he thought of the scenes in the sword pavilion where the sword energy was vented when he first arrived at the sword pavilion.
These swords have been suppressed for too long.
This is their last time, and it is also their most unbridled catharsis. Who can match such sword intent?
A middle-level heavy cavalry commander in the Chengtian Realm was at the rear of the heavy cavalry. He looked at the flying swords flying in front of him and the heads of his subordinates flying up in front of him. His face became extremely ugly.
He roared angrily and unwillingly, and the flying sword in the sword box at his waist buzzed out, heading towards the front end of the black line to kill!
A bang!
His flying sword accurately captured the trajectory of this black line and struck it.
However, in the next moment, his flying sword instantly became dim, and then, along the runes on his sword, his flying sword cracked.
There was a click.
The flying sword broke into dozens of pieces, like rotten iron sheets, falling into the blood below.
The eyes of the commander of the heavy cavalry army were filled with disbelief. He let out a cry and blood spurted out from his mouth.
The black line continued forward and fell to his neck.
The commander of the heavy cavalry army felt cold all over and closed his eyes in despair, preparing to face death.
A cool feeling fell on his throat, and then slowly slid down.
The heavy cavalry general opened his eyes in confusion.
He saw that it was a small handleless sword with a bronze blade and a black border.
The sword was already exhausted when it reached his throat, so it only dragged a faint blood line under his throat.
Living should only be something to be thankful for.
However, the heavy cavalry commander who reopened his eyes did not feel the slightest bit happy.
He saw in front of him that all the heavy cavalry troops originally under his command were dead.
He hesitated for a breath.
Then he let out a sharp roar, clapped his horse and galloped towards Lin Yi in front of him.
He forced all his cultivation out of his body. In the howling wind, the essence of the essence summoned the vitality of heaven and earth, turning into countless layers of pale golden light, layer by layer gathering around his body.
forward.
This kind of fighting method is very stupid for a mid-level cultivator of Chengtian Realm. However, at this time, I am afraid that even the commander of the heavy cavalry army does not know why he is doing this.
You may feel that nothing can be changed.
He had only one thought in his mind at this time, and he directed all his strength against Lin Yi.
Lin Yi did not look back.
When the small black-edged sword fell, he felt the end of the old man's life.
Looking at the heavy cavalry commander rushing towards him wrapped in brilliant light, there was no difference in his movements.
The spear in his right hand thrust towards the opponent.
There was a harsh cracking sound.
The spear, which could even penetrate armor, pierced hard into the brilliant light, but could not really penetrate into the body of the commander of the heavy cavalry. When the spear tip was still moving forward among the layers of brilliant light, the spear spear
However, his body could no longer bear the strength of the two of them and broke.
Lin Yi's face did not change at all.
The spear in his left hand had also been thrust out at this time.
The tip of the spear struck hard and accurately at the spot where the spear had just struck.
When the body of the long gun almost broke, Lin Yi's right hand grasped the front end of the gun body, pressing himself and the weight of the entire Soaring Snake Armor onto it.
There was a pop.
The tip of the spear pierced into the brilliant light, pierced the chest armor of the heavy cavalry commander, then pierced his body and lifted him off the horse.
Few people are particularly shocked by such a picture.
Almost no one cares about the details.
Because this is a mid-level cultivator in the Chengtian Realm.
When he directly forces out his lifelong cultivation, his strength cannot be measured by the middle level of Bearing Heaven Realm.
When Lin Yi came to Zhongli City, even if he faced a mid-level cultivator in the Chengtian realm alone, he might not be sure of victory.
However, at this time, he killed this middle-level cultivator of the Heaven Bearing Realm very casually.
Almost everyone only paid attention to his tireless and never-falling battles, and numbly accepted the fact that he was constantly killing enemies, but ignored the fact that his power increased by terrifying levels.
But there are still people who won't ignore it.
If Marquis Jian Wen was still alive at this time and could see him fighting like this, he would definitely have more confidence out of thin air.
At this time, the original Taoist took his place, so the original Taoist's eyes were full of emotion at this time.
He no longer felt that the outcome of this battle would be mutual destruction.
He had begun to feel that the outcome of this battle would end with their victory in defending Zhongli City.
He was sure that as long as Lin Yi was given more time, he would become a real monster that no one could defeat in front of the north wall, and would take his place after he left.
And he will not be as old and fragile as Jian Wenhou and him.