The five arrows scattered in the air and turned into a dense drizzle, sprinkling on the Northern Wei infantry below.
The Northern Wei archer who shot these five arrows had an unspeakable bitter smile on his lips.
The moment the drizzle fell, countless shrill screams rang out.
This Northern Wei archer was like the soldiers around him. The flesh and blood on their faces quickly rotted and fell off.
It is also impolite to come and go without reciprocating.
These five arrows are very special poisonous arrows. The arrow shafts are hollow and contain rotten bone poison.
In the opinion of this Northern Wei archery master, since Jiange could use poison to deal with them, of course he could also use poison to deal with Lin Yi.
However, he never imagined that someone could catch these five arrows from a violent rain of arrows, prevent the arrows from breaking, and then return them in their original form.
Death should be the most important melody on the river today.
The dead Zhenyuan heavy armors were piled up like rocks on the shore, and then the Northern Wei infantry who died in the poison were like broken catkins washed to the shore by the waves. However, this did not stop the Northern Wei people behind.
footsteps.
A group of light cavalry trampled on the corpses of the fallen infantry and spread like a tide. In the center of this light cavalry army were more than twenty swordsmen in white.
These swordsmen all belong to a certain clan in Luoyang. They did not follow Xi Ruyu, but have always been in Yang Dian's army.
The six-fingered man in the sword pavilion behind Lin Yi coughed lightly.
He adjusted the energy in his body and determined that he should be able to shoot four more arrows.
He took a deep breath, raised the black iron bow in his hand, and then looked past the cavalry and swordsmen into the distance.
On the beach of Jiangxinzhou, a Northern Wei general who was shouting orders suddenly became terrified.
He felt the cold killing intent flying from the air.
There was a pop, but the moment his body swept back quickly, the head of a general standing not far from him exploded like a ripe watermelon.
The moment the general was killed, another arrow flew out from behind Lin Yi.
It is hard for all archers to imagine that there is an archer in this world who can use a strong bow with a range of more than two hundred steps and can kill enemies with such accuracy, but the most terrifying thing does not seem to be this.
Another Northern Wei general on the beach felt something. He thought that the arrow was falling towards him.
Even the other people around him thought so.
The Northern Wei general drew his sword, and the light of the sword burst out like thunder.
However, there was air where the sword passed, and the head of a Northern Wei general ten steps away from him exploded with a pop.
Four arrows fell, and the heads of the four Northern Wei generals exploded.
"Confused Arrow."
Wei Guanxing looked at the man from the Jiange behind Lin Yi with admiration. He knew the origin of this man.
From what he knew, this practitioner should have been worshiped by Han Zhibai, the former northern frontier army, but he did not know how he was included in the sword pavilion.
"It's just ridiculous."
Among the Northern Wei army on the north bank, a powerful man from Luoyang trembled and cursed, "Who said that Jiange is full of old, weak, sick and disabled waste... One person can kill many practitioners, and one person can kill many practitioners."
They can kill hundreds or even thousands of soldiers...how many more of them are there? If this continues, who can bear it?"
His voice represents the voice of the vast majority of the powerful and powerful people in the army at this time.
Even though people in the sword pavilion are constantly dying, this exchange has plunged them into deep fear.
…
Another member of the sword pavilion passed away behind him.
The fiercely spreading true energy impacted on the armor behind Lin Yi, and turned into countless small air currents that traveled through his armor and blended into his flesh and blood.
He continues to become stronger.
The strength and will of every person in the sword pavilion who died in the battle seemed to be becoming part of his strength.
Lin Yi did not turn around.
He vaguely understood the meaning of the original Taoist and these people.
Their deaths were giving him time to become strong enough.
Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang!…
A series of crisp roars sounded in front of him.
Various weapons of the swarming Northern Wei Qingqi fell on him.
He stood motionless, even if some light cavalry soldiers held spears with the momentum of the horses underneath them, they could not even make him swing back.
He lifted the heart of the Zhenhe Tower with one hand and waved it out.
There was a terrifying sound of breaking through the air in front of him.
The dozen or so riders who were touched by the Heart of the Zhenhe Tower all flew out with their skin broken and broken bones.
At this moment, the more than twenty white-clothed swordsmen wrapped in this cavalry army drew their swords at the same time.
Their swords are also all white, with a deep groove in the center of the sword body.
With loud shouts, the moment the swords of these swordsmen in white came out of their scabbards, many water lines appeared on the river.
Streams of water were drawn by the true energy flowing from their swords, fell on the swords, and shot out along the deep grooves.
Dozens of finger-thick torrents hit Lin Yi's armor from a distance of dozens of feet.
Water or even soft things, but when these dozens of small streams fell on Lin Yi's armor, Lin Yi suddenly felt that his armor became heavy.
The world around him became extremely sticky, and he seemed to be in a huge quagmire.
At this moment, dozens of yellow talismans fell from the remaining wall behind Lin Yi.
These dozens of talisman papers were like dozens of withered yellow leaves falling in the stream. But when these dozens of talisman papers fell into the water, the bodies of the more than twenty white-clothed swordsmen shook at the same time.
There was blood all over the place.
A light cavalry soldier flew up at this time.
Those who can fly are of course not ordinary cavalry, but powerful practitioners.
The moment he soared into the sky, a sword light as dim as a candle flew down from the broken wall and pierced his forehead.
However, before the sword light pierced his eyebrows, his right hand had already been waved out.
All the true energy in his body shot out from the palm of his right hand.
A stream of white air with a biting chill hit Lin Yi's armor.
"Kakaka..."
There were countless cracking sounds on Lin Yi's armor.
It's not the shattering of armor, but the cracking of ice.
The water flow tightly wrapped around Lin Yi, along with the yellow talismans, were all frozen into solid ice, and then continued to disintegrate like icebergs.
The dim yellow sword light pierced the Northern Wei cultivator who was disguised as an ordinary light cavalry, and emerged from the back of his head. Then the sword light disappeared and fell into the rear formation.
The meridians of more than twenty white-clothed swordsmen were broken, and they all fell to the ground slumped. Then they used their last strength to raise their heads and looked at Lin Yi with hope, looking at the Soaring Snake Heavy Armor on his body.
.
Before they died, they finally saw the scene they wanted to see.
Bang!
A piece of armor fell off Lin Yi's body like a roof tile and fell to the ground.
After one piece there are many.
Pieces of armor fell off Lin Yi's body and fell to the ground.