With a military order, the vibration of the bowstring finally sounded like a tidal wave again.

Hundreds of feathered arrows flew out of their strings and flew towards the sky, reaching a high point in the air and beginning to fall.

These arrows were not completely aimed at Lin Yi this time, including the archers who were cultivators, they knew that their arrows could not pose a real threat to Lin Yi, and the arrows they shot were just raining down on the city wall.

A siege is a breach made by stacking the lives of a sergeant with ordnance and sergeants.

Those Northern Wei sergeants who desperately climbed up the long ladder knew very well that even a random cultivator on the city wall might be able to easily overturn the long ladder that weighed on the city wall and throw them all out of the air, but the battle formations they had experienced before and the rigorous training in the past had made them habitually give up thinking about life and death at such a moment, and they were just extremely loyal to carry out military orders.

Lin Yi moved.

His hand grasped the center of the flagpole-like tower, and with all his might, he swept towards a ladder he could reach.

Any siege ladder is the thickest and strongest ladder in the world, the ladder of the Northern Wei Dynasty is wider than the ladder of the Southern Dynasty, and the iron wood from the north of the Northern Wei Dynasty is wrapped with a layer of thick copper skin, even the flying sword can only leave a sword mark on it, and it is impossible to cut it off quickly.

However, when the heart of the Zhenhe Tower in Lin Yi's hand roared out and smashed down on this ladder, with a terrible accent, many extremely athletic warriors first flew out from this ladder, and then the ladder broke.

More precisely, the part of the ladder that was smashed was shattered.

Broken shards of wood as thick as a child's arm pierced out of the twisted copper skin, looking terrifying, countless pieces of wood flying in all directions like arrows.

Several Northern Wei sergeants who had not escaped from the shock screamed in shock, and smashed to the ground with the broken ladder.

Lin Yi's face didn't change much.

This was what he expected.

And he didn't have time to think about anything else.

Before the broken ladder fell, more than a dozen figures had already leaped down from the rest of the ladders.

Siege is like this, with the death of a companion or oneself, to buy some time for those who come after you.

There was a cacophony in the air beside him, like a lot of cloth being torn apart in an instant.

An extremely fast sword light burst through the wind and slashed at his head.

The attack was a young man from the Northern Wei Dynasty, not a few years older than Lin Yi.

He is one of the few cultivators in this cavalry army, and he is usually not even convinced by Yan Qinghe, his face still looks a little green, but his sword skills are extremely fierce and spicy.

His knife was not only fast, but also very accurate.

In his opinion, even if Lin Yi's cultivation is above him, even if his strength is far beyond him, the thing in his hand is too heavy at this time, especially at the moment when he brutally defeats the cloud ladder, he will inevitably not work.

However, he was wrong.

Lin Yi's indifferent gaze fell on his knife and then on his body.

The heart of the tower that had just smashed the cloud ladder suddenly accelerated, without any true yuan fluctuating aura, but it set off a violent wind!

This heavy tower heart seemed to be no different from a wide heavy sword in Lin Yi's hands, and it met this sword light in an instant.

The young and proud Northern Wei man's face instantly turned snow-white.

He was in the air, unable to move and dodge.

Click.

The long knife in his hand shattered like the ladder.

Ta Xin continued forward, patting him on the body.

Bang.

The true essence in this young Northern Wei cultivator's body burst out, but it still couldn't stop this tower heart from moving forward.

A wave of qi burst out of his chest, and his entire body was knocked out by Lin Yi, flying back more than ten zhang away, and then fell to the ground like a big bird with folded wings.

There was a muffled thud.

He flew fast, flew far, and landed with a loud sound.

But after this sound, there was no movement.

This young Northern Wei cultivator did not have any struggle, and was already dead.

His death still bought some time for the rest of the people.

A puff of smoke and dust splashed around Lin Yi's body, and the next person to attack him was not one person, but more than a dozen people who landed almost at the same time.

More than a dozen rays of cold light stabbed at him from all directions.

There were no cultivators among these dozen people, but they were all martial artists who had been in battle for a long time, and those young cultivators who had just entered the Yellow Bud Realm would not be the opponents of these people. Any cultivator under the realm of divine thoughts, facing the siege of these people, will feel the threat of death.

But Lin Yi didn't feel too threatened.

Because he was wearing the Heavenly Treasure Treasure and even his hands were wearing unique scale armor gloves, the strength of these people was not even as powerful as the arrows shot by the archer who was a cultivator.

All he had to do was protect his head.

His left hand grasped the knife beside him, and the heart of the tower, which was tightly grasped by his right hand, slapped towards a leaping black shadow.

Many murmurs rang out at the same time.

The black shadow that flew over made a strange scream, and was slapped to the ground by the heart of the tower that had already fallen.

The knife in his left hand slashed out coldly and precisely, cutting off a long knife that was also sinister towards the back of his neck, and then slashed the head of the bearer away.

More murmurs sounded on Lin Yi's body.

Knives, swords, guns...... All kinds of weapons from the Northern Wei Dynasty fell on Lin Yi's body.

Lin Yi's body shook.

However, none of the Northern Wei soldiers felt joy in their hearts, on the contrary, even these people who had put life and death aside had a chill in their hearts at the same time, like falling into an ice cave.

In their stagnant gaze, Lin Yi let go of the tower heart, and then his right hand held the sword on his side extremely steadily, and then a domineering and arrogant sword light instantly lit up!

Half a scream rang out!

The tip of a warrior's sword was still exerting force on Lin Yi's body, and his body had been directly cut off by Lin Yi's sword, and his miserable cry had just been cut off.

Lin Yi took a step diagonally.

With just one step, he was already on his feet.

The sword light in his hand had been slashed out before he could stand firmly.

Several of the arms that were still being withdrawn were broken, and they fell to the ground with blood.

Then he swung his sword again, and drew his sword.

The two Northern Wei sergeants above who had just jumped down from the ladder and had not yet landed were directly slapped out by him with a sword, and a palpitating sound of broken bones sounded in their bodies.

The knife in his hand cut off the head of a man beside him, and when he retracted it, he stabbed it like an electric backhand, stabbing into the abdomen of a Northern Wei sergeant who attacked from behind.

The Northern Wei sergeants kept jumping down on the cloud ladder in front of him, and all these jumping Northern Wei sergeants were very close to him, and there were no other Southern Dynasty sergeants around, so it was natural that they wanted to kill him at the first time.

However, his surroundings did not gradually become crowded, and it seemed that it was always the more than ten Northern Wei soldiers.

Because he kills the enemy very quickly.

Every time the sword light and sword light in his hand lit up, several Northern Wei soldiers would fall.

It's as natural as chopping vegetables.