This young cultivator of the Northern Wei Dynasty was extremely experienced in battle formations, and the sword in his hand had already been raised towards the Tie Ce army in front of him, but at this moment, his body still flew sideways, twisting extremely strongly in the air.

Lin Yi's movements did not change in the slightest, he had been preparing for a long time, and what he was waiting for was this opportunity. He didn't have the trick either, and the long sword in his hand was like a heavy hammer, and he slashed down at the head of this Northern Wei cultivator.

Sword wind strength.

This young cultivator of the Northern Wei Dynasty looked shocked, and his heart was cold!

Just from the sound of this sword blade breaking through the air, he already felt the power of this sword.

This is a practitioner.

However, for some reason, even now, he didn't feel strong aura fluctuations from the other party's body.

A sharp cry erupted from between the lips and teeth of this young Northern Wei cultivator, and the black long sword in his hand slashed out like lightning, sealing Lin Yi's sword.

"Dang!"

The eyes of this Northern Wei cultivator suddenly swelled with some pain and countless unbelievable emotions.

His wrists were in severe pain between the bones, and he was close to breaking them.

The other party's strength is much greater than his.

Lin Yi didn't hesitate, at the moment when this Northern Wei cultivator 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 cultivator who jumped backwards with his strength.

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

Moreover, the other party's body is light and agile, and the control and use of the true yuan is extremely high-level, compared to those heavenly prison five-year students, I don't know how much more clever it is, if it is pulled away, I don't know what the consequences will be.

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

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

Anything that flies has a trajectory, and even if the throwing power is amazing when flying, it can still use one point as a fulcrum to easily change its direction without hitting itself.

However, this did not turn out as he expected.

When the blade of his sword gently landed on a pair of bracelets that flew in, he shook the body of the sword and picked up the bracelets to fly out, but he felt his arm sink, not picking a pair of bracelets, but pressing a mountain on the sword.

The True Yuan in his body surged wildly towards his left hand, and the sword body shook violently.

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

The young cultivator's heart sank suddenly, as if there was a bottomless abyss in his body, which he couldn't reach at all.

The sword wind sounded violently.

Lin Yi's sword fell on him.

There was a muffled "poof".

This young cultivator of the Northern Wei Dynasty leaned back slightly, and Lin Yi's sword failed to hit his head, but landed on his chest.

The sword still failed to directly break through his black armor, only cutting a long crack in the surface of the black armor, revealing the metal lining inside.

However, the power of this sword still caused countless bones to shatter in his body, causing him to open his mouth and spew out a cloud of blood mist.

Duh!

The sound of heart-pounding crossbow arrows nailed to armor sounded intensively.

More than a dozen Tie Ce soldiers rushed over, and the crossbow arrows shot from the arm crossbow in their hands were all extremely accurate and all shot at the body of this young cultivator of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Almost at the same time, a Xuantie throwing net flew over, entangling the young Northern Wei cultivator like a big fish.

The young Northern Wei cultivator let out a howl like a beast, and his body fell to the ground fiercely.

At the moment when he fell to the ground, two Tiece Army sergeants had already pounced.

They threw away the long knife in their hands, clenched the short knife tightly with both hands, and directly connected the momentum, plus the weight of their own bodies, and fiercely pressed the short knife towards the hands of this Northern Wei cultivator.

Poof!

Two crisp but chilling voices rang out, and the twin knives of these two brave Tiece sergeants pierced the palms of this Northern Wei cultivator with great accuracy, plunging deep into the ground, and firmly nailing his hands.

Without hesitation, the two Tiece sergeants rolled out.

It was only by witnessing the sacrifices of countless colleagues that they had developed a valuable experience, and even a seriously injured and dying practitioner was dangerous enough for them.

There is a famous saying in the Tiece Army that if you want a cultivator not to kill people, the best way is to cut off his head.

"Enough. ”

Lin Yi's voice sounded at this time.

His calm contained a strong sense of confidence, and all the Tiece sergeants naturally retreated to both sides, away from the already badly injured Northern Wei cultivator, and let Lin Yi walk in front of him.

The enemy cultivator who wore such a fine armor was an absolute nightmare for them, but what happened just now made them sure that maybe without their help, this young cultivator of the Northern Wei Dynasty was not Lin Yi's opponent.

The long sword of this Northern Wei cultivator had already fallen to the side.

Lin Yi picked up the sword of this Northern Wei cultivator with his sword, took off the red dragon silver shark bracelet on it, and then put it on his hand.

Keeping his vigilance, he stretched out his sword and aimed it at the throat of the Northern Wei cultivator, and asked softly, "Tell us something we want to know about the military, and I will let you live." ”

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

The Northern Wei cultivator laughed miserably, wisps of blood flowing from the corners of his mouth and landing on his neck.

Lin Yi frowned deeply.

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

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

"You're too young. ”

The Northern Wei cultivator didn't say anything sarcastic, then sighed lightly and asked, "What's your name... It didn't mean anything else, I just didn't think that I would die like you... In the hands of a practitioner younger than me. ”

"The meaning of the forest, the forest of the woods, the meaning of the meaning. Lin Yi took a deep breath and bowed to him. It's a sign of respect for an opponent.

This Northern Wei cultivator completely calmed down and calmly greeted death.

"My name is Murong Xing, and I can do it very well, but I can't do it anymore. He said something that would normally make people laugh, but when he said it, black blood was already spilling from his mouth.

His eyes quickly lost their brilliance.

"We have to leave right away. Xue Jiu walked to Lin Yi's side and reminded in a low voice, "Fang Cai's movement may attract people over." ”

Two sergeants of the Iron Ce Army came over and drew their short knives.

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

This is not a desecration of the opponent's body, but a way to determine the opponent's death on the battlefield.

The other person began to search the body of this Northern Wei cultivator quickly.

This Northern Wei cultivator's body was cleaner than if he had been sacked by horse thieves, except for the black armor on his body and the sword that Lin Yi was holding at this time, there was only a black card.

"His name shouldn't lie. ”

The Tiece Army sergeant glanced at it and handed the black card to Lin Yi.

Lin Yi saw that this square black card seemed to be made of ox horns, and both sides were full of complicated and beautiful petals, but one side was engraved with the word Murong.

Lin Yi didn't speak, he raised his two swords and looked at them.

There was still no gap on the blade of the sword he had picked up on the battlefield earlier, but on the black sword of this Northern Wei cultivator, there was a little cut mark the size of a grain of rice.

Although the tenacity is slightly inferior, the cold is pressing, and it is still a good sword.

He put the sword away as well, and for now, the twin swords seemed more suitable for his wide open and closed slash.