The tall, lanky cultivator in black armor fell.

Unlike the rest of the Divine Mind Realm cultivators, he was silent as he floated down from the top of the cliff, like an eagle gliding.

It wasn't until the wind fell, that the Liutong army discovered this Northern Wei cultivator who was like a shadow.

"Shoot the arrows!"

Almost subconsciously, a general's voice trembled slightly and gave an order.

Originally, there were not many feather arrows left in the Liutong Army, and when this military order sounded, only a few dozen feather arrows fell towards this tall and thin cultivator at the same time.

The tall and lanky cultivator drew the knife at his waist.

Most of the weapons used by their group of cultivators who followed Yuan Yan were also from the Demon Sect's refining workshop, and most of them were black cold iron, covered with flowers, but the long knife of this tall and thin cultivator was dark red.

A natural, dark red that shines out from the inside of the blade.

His knife is also different from the long knife of ordinary people.

The blade is thin, only two fingers wide, even thinner than the blade, but the whole blade has a very smooth curvature, like a slender eyebrow.

No one knows what happened.

The cultivator seemed to have just pulled the knife out in their eyes, and then the feathered arrows that were shooting at him were scattered and flew past his side.

Some of the arrows had even been cut off, and the arrows were detached from their bodies and swirled and fluttered in the air.

The tall, lanky cultivator landed smoothly, his feet on the wet ground of the forest, splashing some dirt.

"Kill... Kill him."

Gao Ce screamed in a trembling voice, and then felt that something was wrong, "You, you are from the Northern Wei Dynasty, aren't you afraid that I will kill your Baosheng King?"

"Kill whom?"

At this time, only King Baosheng knew who this cultivator was.

This practitioner's surname is Guo, and his name is lintel.

His knife is called a thrush.

In the Northern Wei Dynasty, he also had a name, called the vulture.

The vulture in the desert is synonymous with death.

Wherever death is imminent, the vultures will appear.

This practitioner used to be a wanderer who lived in no fixed place, but he was not a ranger, and legend has it that whoever gave him a richer reward would help him fight and kill.

He once helped the horse thief kill the horse thief, helped the horse thief kill the tribe's army, also helped the tribe kill the horse thief, and even helped the tribe deal with the army of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Later, for some reason, he went to the shepherdess's side.

There are two versions of the legend, one is that he happened to be cared for by the shepherdesss when he was seriously injured, and the other is that he fell in love with the shepherdess.

But no matter which way it is said, many people in the Northern Wei Dynasty think that the shepherd girl is a witch.

Otherwise, when a cultivator of the Divine Mind Realm was seriously injured, why was she rescued by her?

Or why would an elderly emperor be so interested, and why would such a cultivator be tempted by her?

The jury is not set.

But King Baosheng knew that when Yuan Yan really entered the Northern Wei Imperial Palace, this cultivator had been following Yuan Yan's side.

In a sense, he is Yuan Yan's most loyal guardian.

So this time, the one who led the army and had been passing on military information to himself before should be Yuan Yan.

Losing your feet is a sad thing.

But now seeing the appearance of Guo Lin, King Baosheng can't help but be overjoyed.

He felt that since Guo Ling appeared, he would definitely be able to survive and return to the Northern Wei Dynasty.

The sound of blades cutting into flesh and severing bones rang out.

It's not fast, but it's very rhythmic.

And the picture that fell into everyone's eyes was even more palpitating.

There is no such scene where high-level cultivators break their skin and break their bones with a single blow of their hands, and some people fly upside down.

Only calm and not slow, but extremely efficient killing.

Just one by one.

All the sergeants who rushed forward were stabbed one by one by him.

Or chop, or stab, or cut.

Then the sergeants fell and died.

This kind of picture gives people the feeling that he is not fighting, but slaughtering livestock.

This kind of picture is more indifferent and frightening than the feeling of those cultivators killing people.

Just after rushing up to a dozen people, the sergeants in the rear could no longer rush through.

It's not just these sergeants who are retreating, it's the generals who are retreating.

Gao Ce had already drawn his sword and rested on King Baosheng's neck, but his hands were trembling.

"Be careful. ”

King Baosheng laughed, "If you cut me, I'm afraid you won't be able to pay for it." ”

"Don't come here!" Gao Ce looked at Guo Ling and shouted.

This sentence seems ridiculous at this point.

It's just that Guo Lin stopped at this time.

"You're in luck. ”

He looked at Gao Ce and said seriously: "You should be recorded in the history books, a local general, in the battle of the two dynasties, was the first to kill the king of the Northern Wei Dynasty. ”

"What do you mean?"

Not only Gao Ce, but King Baosheng who heard his words was stunned all of a sudden.

In the next moment, Guo Lin's body accelerated suddenly.

A series of screams and screams rang out.

A dark red sword light rolled up a series of stumps, and fell in front of Gao Ce with a fresh wave of blood.

Gao Ce screamed in shock, he had no intention of fighting at all, and turned around and fled.

However, the dark red sword light had already fallen on his sword.

His sword fell on King Baosheng.

"Poof!"

The sword pierced through the back of King Baosheng's waist and then through his chest, completely piercing King Baosheng's heart.

"Why?"

King Baosheng looked at the tip of the sword pierced from his chest in disbelief, looked at the blood that continued to gush out along the tip of the sword, and looked at Guo Lin with a confused expression.

"The last general will be unfavorable, and he will have time to save the prince in the future. ”

Guo Lin bowed down and said this, and then his knife was handed out again.

Goce's head flew up.

"But the Admiral has already avenged you. ”

Guo Lian patted King Baosheng on the shoulder and said softly: "The horse thieves in the desert of the Northern Wei Dynasty are willing to do anything for money, but they can't afford to lose people. The people in the palace of the Northern Wei Dynasty can't afford to lose people. ”

There was no one beside him.

Everyone is backing up.

Then he straightened up and walked towards the retreating men, the blood from the tip of the knife falling down in drops.

......

Yuan Yan quickly walked through the mountains and forests.

She didn't even use her true element, letting the branches scratch her body, letting the branches ruffle her hair.

This can make her appear flustered and pitiful.

Now although she has changed the clothes of the Southern Dynasty, compared with those ordinary Southern Dynasty girls, her temperament is of course very different.

In addition to this, she needs an identity.

Identity is not something she says herself, but like some antiques and ancient books, it must be inherited in an orderly manner. It takes many people, especially the people of the Southern Dynasties, to say who she is for her to have this identity.

The place she was now going to was only a dozen miles away, and there was a small lake, and the lake was covered with black stones.

There should be an army from the Southern Dynasty arriving there soon, and there is a chance that an elixir called the Black Spirit Master will be produced in that area.

That elixir can be used to make medicinal wine, it can be used to treat some old injuries that have been around for many years, and it can even improve the birth defects of some cultivators.

She also knew that the Southern army would soon be attacked.

And there, she will gain the trust of this Southern Korean army and become a member of it.

"Wei Qinglian, a fourth-year student of Wuxi College in Badong County. ”

She thought to herself who she was now.

......

"What is the most important thing in life, I don't think it's how much fame he wins, but how much he can change the world and what kind of impact he can bring to the world. ”

The boy, the leader of the six students of Liutong Academy, walked beside Lin Yi and whispered to Lin Yi.

His name is Zhou Jingzong, and the Zhou family is also a prominent family in Liutong County.

"The most fearful thing in life is to be disappointed in the world you see. ”

He looked at Lin Yi and said, "I want to join the Tiece Army, and it is by no means impulsive. ”

Lin Yi couldn't respond to his words.

He felt that no two people in this world were exactly the same.

Everyone will be different and will think differently.

At least Lin Yi didn't have that kind of great idea, and he didn't feel that he had to accomplish anything.

But he could see that Zhou Jingzong's words at this time were heartfelt, so he still felt that these thoughts were remarkable.