The sword and the knife intersected, and there was a loud thud, and both were shaken back.

Qi Zhuji retreated a little farther, his sword-holding hand continued to tremble, the tiger's mouth had cracked, and the viscous blood began to fill his palm.

It hurts.

It was difficult for him to understand why Lin Yi was so able to suffer pain.

But the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he was a little proud, and he would always get used to it in the future.

The Northern Wei general was only shocked back a step, and a roar sounded in his body, and he wanted to force Zhenyuan to chase and slash again, but at this moment, he felt a chill in the back of his head.

Without any hesitation, the Northern Wei general shouted loudly, and grabbed out his left backhand like electricity, like catching a dragonfly, and grabbed Xiao Suxin's flying sword in his hand.

Xiao Suxin snorted, her flying sword trembled violently in the hands of the Northern Wei general, but no blood burst out between the palms and fingers of the Northern Wei general, only a hoarse sound and a puff of sparks.

This Northern Wei general had three thin silver chains on his left hand, and at this time, under his True Yuan attention, these three thin silver chains were like three silver snakes, biting Xiao Suxin's flying sword.

Qi Zhuji's face changed drastically, not because he was in danger, but at the moment when Xiao Suxin and this Northern Wei general were at a stalemate, a spear broke through the air and struck Xiao Suxin's throat.

This spear is longer than the ordinary spear, and a longer means more difficult to control, but this spear pierced out of the crowded crowd behind the Northern Wei general, but it was extremely agile, fast but weird without wind, and even this Northern Wei sergeant with a gun did not attract the attention of Qi Zhuji and Xiao Suxin before this.

Xiao Suxin intuitively felt that he couldn't avoid it.

She wanted to abandon the sword outright.

However, at this moment, a figure stood in front of her.

When there was a crunch.

The spear's head was slammed open by a sword and struck upward.

This person raised the spear with a sword, but he didn't pause, he screamed, the long sword in his hand exploded, and a wave of qi visible to the naked eye surged in front of the Northern Wei general along with the bronze sword light.

The Northern Wei general was still tightly locked on Xiao Suxin's flying sword, but in the face of such a sword, he still had the strength to spare, and the knife in his hand was cut out without showing weakness.

There was a muffled bang.

The man's sword pressed against his long sword, and then the weight of his body pressed upward, not taking a single step.

The Northern Wei general's knees were slightly bent, he suddenly realized something, an angry look appeared on his face, and he was about to scold when he opened his mouth, but the moment he opened his mouth, he couldn't make a sound, and blood gushed out of his throat.

Qi Zhuji blankly pulled his sword out of the throat of the Northern Wei general, allowing the blood spurting from the other party's wound to rush to his arm like a waterfall.

The fire in front of the Northern Wei general's eyes darkened, and he knew that he was facing death next, but the fear of death was overwhelmed by his anger, and a strange voice sounded in his throat, as if he wanted to curse.

With a thud, the cultivator who had pressed his long knife with his sword had already kicked him in the chest, sending him backwards and flying out.

At this time, Qi Zhuji saw the face of this person clearly, this person had a dark complexion, and he was one of the seven young cultivators who joined the Tie Ce Army after Lin Yi and Ni Yunshan fought against the faction of the Sword Pavilion and merged it into the Tie Ce Army.

His name is Situ Nian, and Qi Zhuji is also very familiar with this person's name, that is because Situ Nian is very special among these seven young cultivators, he did not intend to join the Tie Ce Army temporarily, but because he originally had a grudge against Xiao Jin, he specially came to join the Tie Ce Army.

Such a character is a big trouble and hidden danger in Qi Zhuji's eyes, but since Lin Yi has decided to join the Tie Ce Army, he will not express any objections.

He didn't expect Situ Nian to be so outstanding, at least compared to the other six young cultivators, Situ Nian was much stronger.

At this time, in the afterglow of his eyes, the other six young cultivators couldn't even maintain complete composure, and several of them couldn't control their True Yuan because of fear, and when they hadn't killed many Northern Wei soldiers, they had already squandered their True Yuan.

Situ Nian coughed lightly, he stabilized the breath in his body, and looked ahead vigilantly.

Qi Zhuji took a step back, came to his side, and said indifferently: "If you die here, you won't have a chance to seek revenge on Xiao Jin." ”

Situ Nian heard his banter, and also smiled sarcastically, "I'm just sure that if you want to get it, you must pay." ”

Qi Zhuji fell silent.

He thought that this kind of truth was good after all.

A hysterical roar sounded, and those Northern Wei sergeants who were squeezed by the heavy armor of the Southern Dynasty were stabbed with spears, and at this time, many seriously injured and dying sergeants and those in the rear who had been completely killed seemed to have completely forgotten the pain of their own flesh, and abandoned the fragile flesh's natural fear of those metal sharp things, and instead pushed out frantically.

A large amount of broken flesh and blood flew in the air, and these heavily armored soldiers of the Southern Dynasty were unstable in their footing and retreated one after another.

The Northern Wei soldiers continued to climb the city wall, and then were surrounded and slashed by the Southern Dynasty soldiers.

It was only possible to kill a Southern Dynasty sergeant when several Northern Wei soldiers fell weakly and died in a pool of blood.

It still looks like a disproportionate, one-sided massacre.

However, anyone who is sober knows the extreme danger involved.

Because the total number of Southern Dynasty troops in the city was only more than 3,000, and there were more than 2,000 people at most on the north wall, but the Northern Wei army that attacked on the water surface on the north wall alone exceeded 7,000.

Even if such casualties continue to be strangled, even if this Northern Wei army can only exchange 5,000 people for the lives of 1,000 people in the Southern Dynasty, the defenders of this northern wall may collapse.

Because at that time, there will be more than 2,000 troops of the Northern Wei Dynasty on the water, and the army of the Southern Dynasty on the north wall will only be more than 1,000 people at most, and these more than 1,000 people must be exhausted to the extreme, and even the cultivators among them may have exhausted their true yuan.

Of course, all battle formations are ever-changing, and it is impossible to infer purely in this way, and the real situation is probably even more difficult for this Zhongli City.

The Northern Wei general, who had been jumping in the corner of his right eye and wearing a peculiar round hat, had been silently watching the battle in the city, and after the mighty and majestic Northern Wei general was killed by Qi Zhuji and others, he finally stretched out his hand and summoned a cultivator from a tent behind him.

This cultivator is also very tall and strong, especially his arms are thicker than ordinary people, and the thighs of many scholars in the cities of the Southern Dynasty are probably not as thick as his arms.

He carried a bow diagonally on his back, which was a strong bow with iron tires, which appeared to be large.

But the most striking thing is the quiver he carries.

His quiver is also several times larger than the quiver carried by ordinary archers, and it is very heavy.

He walked over to a merchant ship that was fixed, stood on the bow, and most archers in the world could not have shot above the north wall, fired his bow, and shot an arrow.

Qi Zhuji suddenly became alert.

An unusually harsh murmur rang through the air.

Then there was a thunderclap.

A heavy armored sergeant of the Southern Dynasty let out a miserable howl, and a dazzling spark burst from the armor in front of him.

The arrow made his breastplate crack, and the broken cuirass tore at the flesh and revealed the broken white bones inside, but what made Qi Zhuji's breath suddenly was not the miserable condition of the heavily armored sergeant, but after the arrow exploded on the cuirass of the heavily armored sergeant, it was not just a simple shattering, but like some special weapons, it sputtered violently, and each piece of fragment brought a sharp sound of breaking the air.

Many screams rang out at the same time.

These sharp fragments pose no threat to the practitioner, but they are a mortal threat to the average sergeant.

Because there is poison on this arrow.

He smelled a somewhat familiar sweet smell.

This smell is very good, but it actually comes from a mixture of poisonous fruit and snake venom of a pit viper, this poison is very violent, unless the cultivator uses the true element to force it, the poisoned person will die in a few breaths, and there is no time to detoxify it if there is an antidote.