These Northern Wei soldiers were extremely heroic. They continued to trample on their colleagues' bodies and still rushed towards Lin Yi regardless of their own life.

However, it is useless. In the face of the light of swords and swords, their lives seem too fragile.

Lin Yi didn't feel that he was not strong enough, he just tried to kill a little soft-hearted.

With each time he used his sword, his sword moves and sword moves were more skillful, and his power control was more clever. The result was that his sword power was more domineering and his sword speed was faster.

Killing these Northern Wei soldiers was as simple as cutting vegetables in his dilapidated courtyard at his home in Jiankang City.

Of course, it doesn’t take much effort to cut vegetables. Even if you cut vegetables for a long time, you won’t be so tired.

Lin Yi finally realized the feelings of those powerful practitioners in the battle formation.

He himself has heard of such war many times. When two armies meet, one army is killed by a powerful practitioner in the other army in a very short time.

He didn't know how the powerful practitioners in the army felt when completing such a killing, but for him, this feeling was not wonderful.

Blood had soaked his upper.

The originally hot blood cooled quickly, and his feet stood in the sticky and unclogged blood, which felt extremely uncomfortable.

Even if he reminded himself of the meaning of doing this, and without looking at the eyes of the Northern Wei soldiers when they were dying, he knew that these were living people, not dishes in the vegetable garden.

"You Northern Wei practitioners were born to your mother, aren't they? You only know how to hide and let them die?"

Lin Yi raised his head and began to leave the wolf-tooth stick leaning against him, dragging his injured feet toward the pile of corpses in front of him. At the same time, he looked at the place where the commanding generals were located in the distance, and shouted loudly.

He expressed his feelings directly, and his harsh shout was very loud, like thunder.

When his back was removed from the support of the Tianlang-swallow armor, he walked up to the pile of corpses in front of him for several steps, and stood a little higher. At the moment, the Northern Wei soldiers around his body had an excellent opportunity. He shouted like a shocking sound, and countless weapons from all directions stabbed towards his body.

But Lin Yi's expression did not change at all.

In fact, he knew very well that he would have such a result if he walked forward a few steps forward.

But this is also the picture he wanted to cooperate with the words he drank, leaving it to everyone's eyes.

He swung his sword and set out his sword.

The knife lights up.

All the Northern Wei soldiers who rushed in front of him were all stabbed and two pieces. The broken body was stimulated by the force of the knife, either flew backward or toward both sides.

The sword light splashed around him like a moonlight.

The Northern Wei soldiers beside him and behind him still maintained an attacking posture. Many of the weapons in their hands even really stabbed Lin Yi, but the weapons in their hands had no power.

Their throats, heart veins and other fatal parts were spraying blood fountains outwards.

These Northern Wei soldiers frozen in the air for a breath, and then slid down weakly and fell down.

Lin Yi stood still.

But all the Northern Wei soldiers beside him fell down, and for a moment, his body seemed very empty, making him stand higher.

A shrill military order sounded at this moment.

The dozens of remaining Northern Wei soldiers were already standing on the spot. Listening to the military orders that made them retreat, many of these Northern Wei soldiers were even too excited, their feet became weak and they were unstable when they retreated and fell into a pool of blood.

The Northern Wei general who was instructing the order had no blood on his face, and his eyes involuntarily fell to the location of the Northern Wei reinforcements.

He knew that he could not be Lin Yi's opponent, and in front of that sword light, he probably ended up like these ordinary soldiers.

The Northern Wei generals in the three heavy armors of the Heavenly Wolf Swallows were above him in terms of cultivation and official rank.

At this time, in his opinion, the only one who could change the fate of all the Northern Wei soldiers here was the supporter, the man wearing the heavy armor of the Red Feather.

But he didn't understand why the adult didn't move, what was he waiting for?

Even if the same person stands on a mountain of different heights, the scenery you see is different.

Different positions are in different ways, so their attitude towards something is naturally very different.

When Lin Yi first knocked down the three Sky-Swallow Heavy Armors at an astonishing speed, the Northern Wei general wearing the Red Feather Heavy Armor was already ready to take action.

However, when the military order was issued, and when more than two hundred Northern Wei soldiers who were fearless in death began to siege Lin Yi, he changed his mind instead.

He began to discover the difference between Lin Yi.

For him, the life and death of these more than 200 Northern Wei soldiers was nothing, at least for this battle, it was a loss that could be sustained at will.

Even at this time, he had already confirmed that Lin Yi was not relying on true energy to fight. He had already confirmed that Lin Yi's strength and endurance were amazing. He wanted to see how strong Lin Yi's strength grew.

How long does it take to fight continuously before Lin Yi's strength begins to lose.

Like Luo Lieyou, he had already developed a strong curiosity and interest in Lin Yi's practice, so even though there were many people in the entourage behind him who had Akara Maple in his hands, under his inspiration, none of these people took action.

...

When the bloodless Northern Wei general in the distance came to ask for help and puzzled eyes, the general wearing the heavy armor of Red Feather nodded to the two practitioners beside him, and then he finally moved.

A red flame lit up in this battlefield incredibly dazzlingly.

When the true energy that gushed out of his body poured into the runes of the True Energy Heavy Armor, the originally extremely heavy heavy armor suddenly became weightless, and became like burning feathers floating on grass leaves.

He was extremely interested in Lin Yi at this time, and he thought to try Lin Yi with his own hands, and then captured this young Southern Dynasty practitioner who practiced strange skills alive, so he didn't even take Rong Yi and Yuan Yan seriously.

This is not absolutely arrogant.

Unless it is a semi-saint or above practitioner, it will be difficult for any practitioner to destroy the red feather heavy armor on his body.

Just relying on this Red Feather Heavy Armor, he could ignore the enemy's attack and appear directly in front of Lin Yi.

However, at this moment, Rong Yi, who had been staring at him, waved the sword in his hand.

All his other eight swords were shaking, flying up, turning into eight streams of light, falling on the Red Feather Heavy Armor.

Two swords were even held in the hands of two soldiers from the Northern Wei reinforcements. When these swords were moved and flew out, one of the soldiers even subconsciously reached out to grab the sword that was flying out of his hand.

However, his hand did not touch the sword body and the hilt, and the sword energy flowing from the slender sword body cut his extended hand into pieces.

A crisp sound rang out on the armor of the Red Feather Heavy Armor.

These eight flying swords slashed on the armor, leaving only extremely light sword marks.

The cultivator in the Red Feather Heavy Armor didn't care at all. He didn't even feel the impact of the power on these swords in the armor, and there was no unique shock force transmitted to the inside of the armor.

He didn't even turn to look at Rong Yi.

However, when he continued to move forward, he suddenly felt that the armor on his body was heavier.

(Many people say I have many reasons, and I also say I am the best at finding reasons and talking nonsense. I am also helpless. I used to think that many people are becoming more and more difficult to talk. You tell him the problems you encountered in the creation, the bad state, etc., so he thinks you are a lot of excuses. So I didn’t say it for a while in the Sword Dynasty, and I didn’t talk much nonsense when I asked for leave, but I was criticized by many people as a big name, and I didn’t say it anymore. Actually, when I was a new author, when I was writing a rogue master, I liked to communicate with everyone at the end of the article, answer some questions, and say something in my heart, but what has changed? Is it really difficult to have a sincere conversation? After a while, I reflected on it, and I still hope to return to my previous state, and I still hope to have a book friend with my friends.
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