Five arrows dissipated in the air and turned into a dense drizzle that was pouring on the Northern Wei infantry below.

The Northern Wei Arrow Master who shot these five arrows showed an unspeakable bitter smile on his lips.

When the drizzle fell, countless shrill cry sounded.

The Northern Wei Arrow Division, like the soldiers around them, quickly rotted and fell off their faces.

It is impolite to come but not come.

These five arrows are very special poisonous arrows. The shaft is hollow and contains rotten bone poison.

In the eyes of this Northern Wei Arrow Master, since Jiange can use poison to deal with them, he can of course use poison to deal with Lin Yi.

However, he never expected that someone could capture these five arrows from a violent rain of arrows, so that the arrows would not collapse and return them to the original object.

Death should be the main melody on the river today.

The deadly true essence heavy armor piled up like rocks on the shore, and then the Northern Wei infantry that died in the poison were like broken catkins that were hit by waves to the shore, but these did not stop the Northern Wei people from behind.

A light cavalry stepped on the bodies of the fallen infantry and spread like a tide. In the center of this light cavalry, there were more than twenty sword masters in white clothes.

These sword masters all belong to a certain clan in Luoyang. They did not follow Xi Ruyu, but were always in Yang Dian's army.

The man in Jiange with six fingers behind Lin Yi coughed gently.

He conditioned the energy in his body and was sure 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 and landed in the distance.

On the shore of Jiangxinzhou, a Northern Wei general who was shouting loudly suddenly felt creepy.

He felt a fierce murderous intent flying from the air.

With a puff, however, as his body swept back rapidly, the head of a general who was originally standing not far beside him burst out like a ripe watermelon.

The moment the general was killed, another arrow light flew out from behind Lin Yi.

It is hard to imagine that all archers in this world can use strong bows with a range of more than two hundred steps, and can also shoot enemies with such accurate accuracy, but the most terrifying thing seems to be not this.

Another Northern Wei general on the shore was touched by something, and he thought the arrow was falling to him.

Even the rest of him thought so.

This Northern Wei general made a sword, and the sword light burst out like thunder.

However, the blade light passed by was air, and the head of a Northern Wei general ten steps away burst open with a puff.

Four arrow lights fell, and the heads of four Northern Wei generals burst.

"Arrow."

Wei Guanxing looked at the man in the sword pavilion behind Lin Yi in admiration. He knew the origin of this man.

As far as he knows, this practitioner should have been worshipped by Han Zhibai, a northern border army in the previous dynasty, but he didn't know how to join Jiange.

“It’s simply ridiculous.”

Among the Northern Wei army on the north bank, a powerful family from Luoyang cursed tremblingly, "Who said that Jiange is full of waste, old, weak, sick and disabled... One person can kill many cultivators, and one person can kill hundreds or thousands of soldiers... How many of them are there? Who can bear it if you replace it like this?"

His voice represents the voice of the vast majority of the powerful families in the army at this time.

Even though the people in the Jiange were constantly dying, this exchange had already caused them to fall into deep fear.

...

Another man in Jiange passed away behind him.

The violently spreading true energy impacted on the armor behind Lin Yi, and turned into countless tiny airflows that traveled through his armor and merged into his flesh and blood.

He is constantly becoming stronger.

The power and will of every man in the Jiange who died in the battle seemed to be becoming a part of his power.

Lin Yi did not turn around.

He vaguely understood the meaning of Yuan Taoist and these people.

Their death is to keep giving him time, time to become powerful enough.

Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! ...

A series of crisp shaking sounds sounded in front of him.

Various weapons of the Northern Wei Light Cavalry that were swarming in, fell on him.

He remained motionless, even though the spear in the hands of some light cavalrymen was with the momentum of the horses, they could not even make him sway backwards.

He lifted the heart of Zhenhe Tower with one hand and waved it out.

A terrifying sound of breaking through the air sounded in front of him.

More than ten riders touched by Zhenhe Tower all flew out with broken bones.

At this moment, the more than 20 white-clothed swordsmen wrapped in this cavalry set out their swords at the same time.

Their swords are also white, and there is a deep groove in the center of the sword body.

With loud shouts, the swords of these white-clothed sword masters emerged from the seashell, and many water lines emerged on the river surface.

The streams of water were pulled by the true energy power flowing from their swords, landed on the swords, and shot out along the deep groove.

Dozens of torrents as thick as fingers shot on Lin Yi's armor at a distance of dozens of feet.

Water and even soft things, but when these dozens of thin pieces fell on Lin Yi's armor, Lin Yi suddenly felt that his armor became heavier.

The world around him became so sticky that he seemed to be in a huge quagmire.

At this moment, dozens of yellow talisman paper fell from the broken wall behind Lin Yi.

These dozens of talisman papers were like dozens of yellow fallen leaves falling in the stream, but when these dozens of talisman papers fell into these water flows, the bodies of more than 20 white-clothed sword masters were shocked at the same time, and blood rushing out of their mouths and noses.

A light cavalry flew up at this time.

Of course, those who can fly are not ordinary cavalry, but powerful practitioners.

The moment he soared, a dim sword light as yellow as a candle flew down from the broken wall and pierced into his eyebrows.

However, before the sword light penetrated into his eyebrows, his right hand had already waved.

All the true energy in his body shot out from the palm of his right hand.

A white airflow with a biting chill hit Lin Yi's armor.

"KaKaKa..."

Countless cracks sounded on Lin Yi's armor.

It was not the shattering of armor, but the shattering of solid ice.

The water flows that tightly wrapped around Lin Yi, along with the yellow talisman paper, were all frozen into solid ice, and then continued to collapse like an iceberg crevices.

The dim sword light as yellow as a candle pierced the Northern Wei practitioner who disguised as an ordinary light cavalry and came out from the back of his head. Then the sword light disappeared and fell into the rear formation.

More than 20 white-clothed sword masters had broken their meridians, and they all fell to the ground in depressed manner. Then they used all their last strength to raise their heads barely, looking at Lin Yi with hope, and the Tengshe heavy armor on his body.

Before they died, they finally saw what they wanted to see.

Bang!

A piece of armor fell off Lin Yi's body like a tiles and fell to the ground.

After one piece, there are many pieces.
Chapter completed!