"What are you doing? Rebellion?"

Lin Yi was already walking on the stone bridge leading to the underground palace. When the giant vine blossomed before, he felt the pressure in front of him ease. At this time, his eyes were even more adapted to the dim light around him, and he could even see some energy flying out of the underground palace. He was immediately sure that there was a battle in the underground palace.

He looked at the shaking shadows at the entrance of the underground palace curiously, and then heard horrified screams.

Figures flew backwards from the underground palace.

All these practitioners and soldiers who were originally very loyal to Tuoba Xiongxin found themselves in a dilemma.

Tuoba Xiongxin, whom they were loyal to, was dead. Whether it was the mysterious black-robed practitioner in the underground palace or the Lin Yi on the stone bridge connecting the underground palace at this time, they should not be the existence they could defeat.

They were in a dilemma.

"Tuoba Xiong Xinkong is just ambitious. In fact, you can choose to follow me, and I can accept you as disciples."

At this moment, the voice of the black-robed practitioner in the underground palace with only half of his face sounded, and it came into the ears of these people, "If you are willing to serve me with all your heart, I can even..."

"Let your shit!"

The black-robed practitioner's voice was interrupted by several angry shouts.

All the subordinates who can follow Tuoba Xiongxin here are not just related to pure interests. Many of them are Tuoba Xiongxin's comrades who share life and death. Some have received great favors from Tuoba Xiongxin. For these people, loyalty to Tuoba Xiongxin is not only important than interests, but even more important than their lives.

“I don’t like being interrupted when I speak.”

The voice of the black-robed practitioner in the underground palace rang again.

As his voice rang out, Lin Yi felt the strong wind on the bridge become violent again.

But there is no sword intent in the wind.

No invisible sword energy formed in the strong wind on the stone bridge, and all the sword intent sounded in front of the angry and yelling people.

The cultivators roared hysterically, and the true energy in their bodies gushed out of their bodies madly, but they could not compete with the sword energy in front of them. In just a moment, countless blood flew out from their bodies, and then their bodies collapsed, and the broken flesh was shaken away, blown away by the strong wind, and fell to the abyss on the bridge and on both sides.

The air was filled with blood.

Blood beads floated over in the strong wind.

Lin Yi frowned deeply.

During the war, he certainly saw countless bloodier scenes than this, but he didn't like the violent means of high-level practitioners deliberately torture practitioners who were far inferior to his.

This person's words were filled with indescribable arrogance, while his actions were filled with indescribable violent venting.

"What happened?"

He looked at the practitioners and soldiers of the Tuoba clan at the bridge and asked.

These people were of course his enemies before, and when he began to cross the bridge, all these people thought of using their lives to win some time for Tuoba Xiongxin.

However, at this moment, when hearing Lin Yi's words, the Tuoba cultivators and soldiers from the Qiaotou clan were silent for a while, but someone said, "The monster inside betrayed and killed the Lord of Tuoba."

Lin Yi, Xia Baying and Bai Yuelu were both stunned.

They were puzzled at this time and wanted to get an answer from Tuoba Xiongxin. They never thought that Tuoba Xiongxin was dead.

The Tuoba general who spoke out loud was ready for death. When he finished saying that to Lin Yi, he was waiting to be killed by the black-robed practitioner in the underground palace. However, to his surprise, there was no movement in the underground palace.

"The practitioner of the Southern Dynasties is the person who captured this city tonight and made Tuoba Xiongxin helpless?"

The voice of the black-robed practitioner sounded again.

"I'm from the Southern Dynasty."

Lin Yi nodded, he frowned slightly, looked at the door of the underground palace with some seriousness, and said, "Where are you, who are you?"

"I?"

The black-robed practitioner said a word, but then some laughter with unknown meaning came out. There was no future for a moment, and I didn't know what he wanted to express.

"Too many people have died tonight, you can go out first. If you think you must fight for the Tuoba clan, after this matter, I will give you a chance to challenge me." Lin Yi did not want to waste his time. He looked at the Tuoba clan practitioners and soldiers at the bridge and said.

The practitioners and soldiers of the Tuoba clan at the bridge were shocked. They did not expect Lin Yi to say such words.

All their beauty and ambitions were shattered tonight by Xia Baying and Lin Yi. They should hate Lin Yi very much. However, compared with the black-robed practitioner in the underground palace, they seemed to hate the black-robed practitioner who betrayed Tuoba Xiongxin and their black-robed practitioner.

"Just as a junior, you dare to recruit them and steal my people in front of me? If I don't let them go, who can let them go?"

In the underground palace, the voice of the black-robed practitioner sounded again.

His voice did not appear loud, but it was filled with a sense of hostility that everyone felt.

Many strange trembling sounds sounded in the underground palace.

It was the many swords in the sword pit that were trembling.

The strong wind in front of Lin Yi seemed to suddenly become smaller.

The strong wind in front of him seemed to suddenly disappear, but there were many transparent crystal sword tips appearing in the disappearance.

A large amount of true energy gathered the energy of heaven and earth rapidly condensed, forming dozens of swords that were as solid as they were, stabbing Lin Yi's face.

Lin Yi narrowed his eyes.

He felt this violent meaning. He could imagine that the practitioner in the underground palace wanted his head to burst out the next moment, but he didn't think this person would be happy.

He stared at the swords and then punched an unusually simple punch.

Countless cracks of glass sounded in front of him.

A dazzling fire lit up under his feet.

His iron boots were constantly rubbing against the hard stones, and his body was sliding backwards, but his fist posture did not change at all.

The crystal sword flows that pierced his face were broken in front of his fist and turned into countless waves of air that could be seen with the naked eye.

Lin Yi felt the true energy power that was constantly invading his flesh and blood from the fist. He was sure that although this true energy power was powerful, it still could not exceed the scope of divine thoughts. So he sneered slightly sarcastically: "Although I don't know who you are, it's just divine thoughts. How could he have such a big tone?"

In the underground palace, the black-robed practitioner raised his head, and a shocked feeling spread in his intact pupils, but in the next moment, it turned into a sense of bloodthirsty arrogance and violence.

He took a deep breath.

Some ordinary practitioners could not feel the aura of death escaped from the bodies in front of him, and then quickly converged into his body.

He didn't think Lin Yi could defeat him, he didn't even think that there was someone in this world who could defeat him.

So he decided to kill the Tuoba practitioners and soldiers on the bridgehead first.

However, what he didn't expect was that a woman's voice sounded.
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