"What kind of exercise is this person practicing?"

On the north shore, Yang Dian sat on the original Xi Ruyu's chariot. He looked at this scene and a fanatical flame ignited in his eyes.

He has seen countless practitioners, but all practitioners will not fight like Lin Yi, and it is even more impossible to waste their precious true essence on such stones.

You must always cherish your true energy, so you will not be arrogant and arrogant enough.

With just such a picture, he could understand why Lin Yi made the 100,000 Northern Wei army so helpless and sad with his own strength.

No one can answer his question at this moment.

The Southern Dynasties paid far more attention to the compilation of ancient books than the Northern Wei Dynasty, but even the Southern Dynasties' classics and notes and notes about Dajuluo were very few, and most of them fell into the hands of Lin Yi and Shen Yue. Unless someone happened to have seen such miscellaneous notes before, even if they were exhausted to check, they would not be able to read the relevant records at all.

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The slightly cool river water flowed into the gaps in the armor and then became warm.

Lin Yi bent his knees slightly and stood steadily.

The gravel fell on his armor and clattered.

His left hand stretched out.

A large stone weighing at least seventy or eighty kilograms seemed to fall into his palm without any weight, and it didn't even make his straightened arms fall at all.

In the next moment, he smashed the big rock out and smashed the Northern Wei soldiers who were spreading from the floating bridge in front of him.

Xi Ruyu looked at the big stone with a expressionless face. He accelerated his pace. When the big stone fell, he was already far ahead of the falling place of the big stone.

Didn't hit anyone.

Except for a few practitioners, the three thousand soldiers who followed him were powerful warriors.

Even though these driftwoods swayed violently, these people were still walking on flat ground.

A loud shout rang out on the pontoon bridge.

A general of the Northern Wei Dynasty flew up, his speed far exceeding anyone, including Xi Ruyu, who was walking in the front.

He held a long sword in his hand and flew across the sky like a flying eagle pounced on the rabbit, and slashed towards Lin Yi with one sword.

The blade made a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and countless red talisman lines suddenly lit up on the silver-white blade.

The true energy in his body gushed out without reservation, forming a terrifying sword energy of more than one meter 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 willingness to fight Lin Yi alone.

He just thought that the new sub-saint from Jiange would intervene in such a battle, so he would rather use his life to consume some of the sub-saint's true energy.

It's just that he was wrong.

When he fell to Lin Yi, no one intervened.

There was a sound of water, and Lin Yi took a step back, his feet separated from the water surface and returned to the rocky shallows.

Looking at the oncoming knife, his knees bent slightly again, accumulating strength, and then held the heart of Zhenhe Tower with both hands and exerted force.

With a bang, the heart of the river-Zheng Tower in his hand hit the substantial sword energy.

The sword aura was broken, and the broken sword aura hit his armor, making a louder sound than a gravel hit.

His feet sank to the ground, but the heart of Zhenhe Tower in his hand was still moving forward and hitting the blade in the hands of the Northern Wei general.

A shock wave visible to the naked eye exploded between the heart of Zhenhe Tower and the blade, and two terrible impact forces attacked the two weapons like their master's arms.

The heart of Zhenhe Tower rose slightly upward. At this moment, the power hedge seemed to be Lin Yi's power was slightly weak. However, he could still hold the heart of Zhenhe Tower strongly. The tiger's mouth of the Northern Wei general holding a knife was torn apart in an instant. His wrists and shoulder blades could not withstand the invasion of this force, and at the same time, he broke with a snap.

Compared with 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 true energy in his body was shocked and unable to walk smoothly. His entire body also trembled violently as if he was shocked and could not control himself.

Lin Yi lifted his feet up.

His feet were trapped in the rocks, and he lifted them up at this time, bringing them up with a lot of gravel.

His feet kicked forward with the flow, and many gravels instantly made a shrill sound of breaking through the air, falling towards the chest of the Northern Wei general.

Listening to such a sound of breaking through the air, the Northern Wei general's eyes were filled with despair and incredible voices.

He watched all Lin Yi's battles overnight from beginning to end, and he could be sure that when Lin Yi started the battle, his strength was not enough to compete with the practitioners at the peak of Chengtian Realm.

However, he did not expect that Lin Yi was so powerful at this time.

Lin Yi did not lie.

Other practitioners are getting tired and weaker the more they fight, but they are getting stronger and stronger as they fight.

This Northern Wei general was wearing only ordinary leather armor. This thin leather armor and the stimulation of the true energy in his body was uncontrollable at this time, so he would definitely not be able to withstand the impact of these gravels.

But at the moment of death, a breath with a divine meaning fell down and blocked him.

All these gravels shattered and turned into powder.

Xi Ruyu's figure appeared beside him and saved one of him.

At the same time, the white-haired practitioner and the old man in a red and green robe flew up at the same time, like a kite blown by the wind, soaring upwards and falling towards the city wall.

This is Mr. Bai and Mr. Feng. Many people in this Northern Wei army know that these two practitioners in the divine mind realm are worshipped by Xi Ruyu's army. However, the vast majority of people are limited to the titles of Mr. Bai and Mr. Feng.

They had never seen these two people take action, nor did they know what magical powers these two people have, and they didn't even know the origins of these two people, what kind of masters they had done in the past.

The more mysterious it is, the more difficult it is to deal with it.

Looking at the two practitioners in the divine mind realm flying over, the Taoist Yuan had no intention of taking action.

Feiyiling and many Golden Crow Cavalry's eyes temporarily moved away from Lin Yi's body and fell on Wei Guanxing.

Wei Guanxing was a cultivator in the divine mind realm many years ago. With his cultivation level as his, at this time, in the border army, he was either a great worshiper in the army or a general who commanded at least tens of thousands of troops.

Wei Guanxing is very famous, but few people have seen him take action.

Facing the white-haired practitioner who was flying in, Wei Guanxing took a step forward, and then unexpectedly, he also flew up.

He flew out of the city wall, shooting at the white-haired practitioner like lightning!

The two flew to each other, and the distance was instantly closer.

A crack sounded.

His flying sword appeared in his hand, but it did not fly out, but a dazzling sword light appeared on the sword.

"The person who is in the army..." The white-haired practitioner's eyes were slightly cold. He looked at the small sword in Wei Guanxing's hand and just started to speak.

The clear voice accompanied by powerful vitality and thought power fell directly on Wei Guanxing.

Dozens of strange forces fell from the depths of Wei Guanxing's heavenly spirit like tree roots, and along his bloodline, they 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-clothed practitioner also disappeared.

The white-haired practitioner paused suddenly in the air. He could not believe that his power was instantly cut off, and then lowered his head.

He saw a big hole.

The flesh and blood behind him also turned into powder mist at this time.

The small sword shot straight out, carrying a terrifying vortex.

"It turns out to be like this..."
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