This young Northern Wei practitioner had extremely rich experience in battle formations. The sword in his hand was already raised towards the Tie Ce army in front of him. However, at this moment, his body still flew across the side and twisted his body extremely strongly in the air.

Lin Yi's movements did not change at all. He had been preparing for a long time, and was waiting for this opportunity. He did not have the Hua Qi, and the long sword in his hand was like a heavy hammer, slashing towards the Northern Wei practitioners.

Sword wind power.

This young Northern Wei practitioner looked shocked and his heart was terrified!

But from the sound of the sword's edge breaking through the air, he could already feel the power of the sword.

This is a practitioner.

However, for some reason, even now, he did not feel the strong spiritual fluctuations from the other party.

A loud shout burst out from the lips and teeth of the young Northern Wei practitioner. The black long sword in his hand slashed out like lightning, sealing Lin Yi's sword.

There was a loud "date!"

Some pain and countless unbelievable emotions suddenly surged in the eyes of this Northern Wei practitioner.

His wrist bones were severely painful and almost fractured.

The other party's strength was much greater than that of him.

Lin Yi did not hesitate at all. The moment the Northern Wei practitioner blocked his sword, he threw the red dragon silver shark bracelet that was already in his left hand and threw it at the Northern Wei practitioner who leveraged his strength to jump out.

Even though the other party's eyes were full of pain and incredible clarity, the other party's face was still calm and focused, giving him the feeling of a tiger at this moment, even if it was injured, it was extremely dangerous.

Moreover, the opponent's body is light and agile, and he has a very good control and use of true energy. He is much more skillful than those born in the fifth year of Tianjian. If he is pulled apart, he will not know what consequences will be.

As he expected, the young Northern Wei practitioner pursed his lips tightly, coldly caught the sword with his left hand, then picked it out, and picked the pair of bracelets he smashed out.

He wanted to pick out the pair of bracelets, then enter the sword instantly, and kill Lin Yi.

Any flying object has a trajectory, and even if the throwing power is amazing during flight, you can still use a point as a fulcrum to easily change the direction so as not to hit yourself.

However, all this was not as he expected.

When his sword edge gently landed on the pair of bracelets flying in, it shocked the sword body and picked the bracelets away, but he felt his arm sinking. It was not that he picked up a pair of bracelets, but that he pressed a mountain on the sword.

The true energy in his body rushed towards his left hand frantically, and the sword body vibrated violently.

However, the pair of bracelets were still firmly attached to his sword.

The young practitioner's heart suddenly sank, just like there is a bottomless abyss in his body, which cannot be reached by no means.

The sword wind sounded shrill.

Lin Yi's sword fell on him.

There was a dull "puff".

The young practitioner from the Northern Wei Dynasty leaned back slightly. Lin Yi's sword failed to cut his head, but it fell on his chest.

The sword still failed to break his black armor directly, but only cut a long crack on the surface of the black armor, revealing the metal object on the lining.

However, the power of this sword still caused countless sounds of bone shattering in his body, causing him to spew a ball of blood mist on his mouth.

Duh! Duh! Duh! Duh! Duh!

The sound of heart-wrenching crossbow arrows nailing to the armor sounded densely.

More than ten Tie Ce troops rushed over, and the crossbow arrows shot from the arm crossbow on their hands were extremely accurate and all shot on the young Northern Wei practitioner.

Almost at the same time, a black iron throwing net flew over, entangling the young Northern Wei practitioner like a big fish in the net.

The young Northern Wei practitioner let out a howl like a wild beast and his body fell to the ground.

Just as he fell to the ground, two Iron Ce army soldiers rushed forward.

They threw away the long sword in their hands, held the short sword tightly in both hands, and rushed directly. With their own weight, they pressed the short sword towards the hands of the Northern Wei practitioner.

Puff! Puff!

Two crisp but chilling sounds sounded, and the two brave soldiers of Tie Ce pierced the palms of the Northern Wei practitioners with great accuracy, pierced deeply into the ground, nailing his hands firmly.

The two Tie Ce soldiers rolled out without hesitation.

It is only by witnessing the sacrifices of countless colleagues that they have formed their valuable experience, and even those who are seriously injured and dying are dangerous enough for them.

There is a famous saying in Tie Ce Army that if you want a practitioner not to kill, the best way is to cut off his head.

"Enough."

Lin Yi's voice sounded at this moment.

His calmness contained strong confidence. All the soldiers of Tie Ce naturally retreated to both sides, stayed away from the Northern Wei cultivator who had been severely injured, and let Lin Yi walk in front of him.

It turns out that the enemy practitioners wearing such exquisite armored clothes were an absolute nightmare for them, but what happened just now made them sure that perhaps without their actions, this young practitioner from the Northern Wei Dynasty was not Lin Yi's opponent.

The long sword of the Northern Wei practitioner has fallen aside.

Lin Yi used his sword to pick up the sword of the Northern Wei practitioner, took off the red dragon silver shark bracelet on it, and then put it on his hand.

He kept his vigilance, stretched out his sword, aimed at the throat of the Northern Wei practitioner, and asked softly: "Tell us some military information we want to know, and I can make you live."

"If I don't want to live, then no one can let me live."

The Northern Wei practitioner laughed miserably, and wisps of blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth and fell between his neck.

Lin Yi frowned deeply.

He heard the meaning of the other party's words and also saw the death intention in the other party's eyes.

"Why have to die?" he said, looking at the other party's young eyebrows.

"You're too young."

The Northern Wei practitioner said without any sarcasm, then sighed and asked, "What's your name... It doesn't mean anything else. I just didn't expect that I would die at the hands of a practitioner like you... younger than me."

"Lin Yi, the forest of the forest, the meaning." Lin Yi took a deep breath and nodded to him as a respect. This is respect for an opponent.

This Northern Wei practitioner calmed down completely and calmly welcomed death.

"My name is Murong Xing. It's very good, but it's no longer possible now." He said something that would usually make people laugh, but when he said it, black blood began to spill out of his mouth.

His pupils quickly lost their luster.

"We must leave immediately." Xue Jiu walked to Lin Yi's side and whispered, "The movement just now may attract people."

Two Tie Ce soldiers came over and drew their short swords.

One of them stabbed the Northern Wei practitioner in the neck with a knife.

This is not a blasphemy of the other party's body, but a way to determine the other party's death on the battlefield.

The other person began to quickly search for the body of the Northern Wei practitioner.

The Northern Wei cultivator's body was cleaner than being robbed by a horse thief. Apart from the black armor on his body and the sword Lin Yi was holding at this time, there was only one black card.

"His name should not be lying."

The Tie Ce Army soldier glanced at him and handed the black card to Lin Yi.

Lin Yi saw that the square black card seemed to be made of cow horns, and both sides were filled with complex and beautiful petals, but the words Murong were engraved on one side.

Lin Yi didn't say anything, he raised his two swords and looked at it.

The sword he picked up on the battlefield before was still not at all, but the black sword of this Northern Wei practitioner had a slash of rice grains on it.

Although the degree of perseverance is slightly inferior, the coldness is still a good sword.
Chapter completed!