The sound of horses' hooves reunited.

The heavy cavalry that had been scattered regrouped and charged towards Lin Yi.

It's a habit in their subconscious.

To deal with a practitioner, it is first necessary to restrict the practitioner's space of movement, and then to carry out a continuous impact.

Only if the cultivators don't have time to react, and the true yuan doesn't work well under their continuous onslaught, they have a chance to kill the cultivators.

In the face of life and death, no one will be stupid, no one will be pedantic.

At the moment when they were slightly close to Lin Yi, they threw out the spears in their hands with all their might.

The spears in their hands whistled, and they didn't deliberately pursue precision, all they wanted to pursue was to use the spears they threw to restrict Lin Yi's movements, and lock him in the space in front of their charge at this moment.

However, none of them thought of it, including the rest of the Northern Wei soldiers in the camp behind them, and they didn't expect that Lin Yi didn't avoid it at all in the face of the spear thrown.

He didn't want to avoid the front of this cavalry.

Several whizzing spears landed on him, only to pop and bounce out of him.

A loud shout sounded in the heavy cavalry, and the dozen or so horsemen who had already thrown out their spears were divided to both sides, and four horsemen came out of their gaps like electricity, and the four heavy cavalrymen held the spears with both hands, and even put the tail end of the spear on the saddle behind them.

The spear heads of the four spears shook out with the bumps of the galloping horse, and the four spears and the horse rider seemed to merge with the four war horses, and crashed into Lin Yi together.

Lin Yi frowned.

He thought about it and thought it would hurt, but it seemed more intimidating, so he didn't make any changes and hit it with his body.

Four spears with a powerful momentum stabbed directly into his body.

Boom!

A dull sound came from his feet, muffling out the sound of the spear stabbing into his body.

A cloud of smoke rose from beneath his feet, but his body was not pierced or blown out as many people thought.

His feet slipped back slightly, and then sank into the ground.

The hands of the four heavy riders were unconscious at the same time.

The spears in their hands were unusually wide and deformed, and then snapped from them with a crackling sound that pierced their eardrums!

The force that pressed forward suddenly failed, and their bodies fell sharply forward, while the saddle with the barrel of the gun under them made a cracking sound, and the straps that bound the horse's belly broke at the same time.

The four horses screamed at the same time.

None of them can control their center of gravity and collide with each other.

Two of the heavy cavalry sergeants fell straight from their horses, while the bodies of the other two hung to the side, swaying like water bladders hanging from their horses.

A tsunami of exclamations rang out.

Lin Yi jumped up.

It's just a very simple action.

However, for a split second, his feet were still deep in the mud.

His feet had only just been in the air, and his posture already gave people a completely unreasonable and ridiculous feeling.

And yet he really jumped like that.

He soared into the air and stepped on the head of a war horse in front of him.

There was a muffled crack.

The blood in the mouth and nose of this war horse was like a waterfall, and it fell straight forward.

Lin Yi's knife light lit up.

One by one, he cut off the heads of the two sergeants who had not yet fallen off their horses.

Then, without pause, he leapt forward, slashing at a heavy cavalry sergeant directly in front of him.

This heavy cavalry sergeant's sword skills are not weak, and with a loud shout, he slashed at Lin Yi's knife.

Then his knife broke.

Then he felt a chill around his waist.

His waist was broken.

He was cut off by the waist, his upper body was still in the air, but the war horse under his seat was still carrying his lower body and continued to rush forward.

A puddle of blood and guts rushed to the two heavy cavalry sergeants behind him.

These two heavy cavalry sergeants of the Northern Wei Dynasty were originally extremely brave existences, and what they wanted was to exchange their lives for the other party's true yuan, but at this time, they were rushed by this blood, and the two heavy cavalry sergeants were stupid and stayed on the spot.

Lin Yi stabbed one by one, silently and coldly cutting off the heads of these two people.

It was only then that a slightly painful snort welled up in his throat, as if it had exhaled the pain and turbidity caused by the four spears piercing him.

All these heavy riders' eyes were attracted by Lin Yi.

Their bodies were trembling.

Even the rider who had already crossed Lin Yi's body did not rush towards the two carriages, but subconsciously waved the weapon in his hand and rushed towards Lin Yi.

Lin Yi kept swinging his knife.

He was like cutting down the fruit hanging from a tree.

Each light of the knife would cut off a Northern Wei heavy rider from his horse.

He walked all the way, swinging his knife quickly and casually, his body was constantly splashed with layers of blood, but the expression on his face did not change in the slightest.

Behind him, all were empty horses.

Behind a bloody road were the two wagons that were moving forward.

These heavy cavalry in the game are still terrifying, but behind them, the heavily armored sergeants who are looking at such a picture from a distance are already distracted.

The prime-aged general who was still wearing the True Yuan Heavy Armor had not yet had time to put on his helmet.

His face was pale, compared to the crimson on his head.

It was a brute beast in human form.

"Could it be that your true essence will never be interrupted?"

He looked at Lin Yi who was walking all the way through the wind, and even had difficulty breathing.

Not far behind him, the elderly Northern Wei general was also as pale as snow.

Looking at Lin Yi, who swung his sword at a speed far beyond ordinary people, but every knife would kill a heavy cavalry sergeant, he couldn't help but go out of battle for a moment and use his flying sword.

However, looking at the two carriages behind Lin Yi, he forcibly held back.

He became more and more sure that there was no point in going up on his own.

......

No matter how many people had fallen in front of them, the heavy cavalry behind them still moved forward one after another.

It's just that no one can stop Lin Yi from moving forward.

One by one, heads, or half of the body, fell from the horse's body with blood.

Before the spilled blood wave landed, there was already a fresh blood wave.

The soldiers of the Southern Dynasty on the south wall of Zhongli City began to wake up from a deep shock, and a shocking cheer and shout sounded from the south wall, shaking the earth.

Lin Yi's expression was still cold.

He just slashed the enemy in front of him with meticulous and quick care.

Previously, he had already felt the powerful vitality fluctuations on the other side of Zhongli City, and he vaguely felt that the battle over there was more important than here, so he had to enter the city as soon as possible and go there as soon as possible.

That's all.

Just dozens of breaths.

There were no heavy cavalry in front of him.

A heavy cavalry army of more than 100 horsemen has been completely killed by him.

There were two horse survivors behind him, blocked by those war horses that did not have riders on them, and they couldn't catch up with Lin Yi for a while.

The Northern Wei cavalry on these two war horses looked at the empty horses around them, and they suddenly wanted to cry.

Lin Yi took a deep breath and looked ahead.

In front of him, the heavily armored sergeants were already in full formation.