Chapter 139 Wax Pills
The battlefield was extremely chaotic, but Lin Yi's heart was extremely quiet.
Although he didn't think that Lin Yi was a cultivator of the same level as himself, it was just like hoeing in the field, and he happened to encounter a wonderful flower bud that he had never seen before, and he just wanted to see what it would look like in the future, but this Northern Wei farmer who didn't even say his name and didn't ask Lin Yi's name was just as solemn and serious.
He also knew that the battle situation here could change at any time, so he didn't want to spend too much time here with Lin Yi.
"Please. ”
He raised the sword in his hand and said a word to Lin Yi as well, and then he made a move.
There is no distinction between seniors on the battlefield.
Since he thinks that Lin Yi is ready, then he will not have any hands left.
There was a sudden boom in the air.
Lin Yi's pupils contracted violently.
He never imagined that a seemingly ordinary sword in the other party's hand could burst out with such terrifying power in an instant.
The opponent's straight sword body was bent by a terrifying force in a single swing, like a crescent moon.
He just subconsciously raised his sword and exerted his strength.
The sword in his right hand had already met the sword that had been wielded into a crescent.
The sword in his right hand felt like it had struck a mountain.
A terrifying force shook from the opponent's sword, and then his five fingers and palms exerted violently, unable to hold the sword.
There was a crisp sound of "pop".
The opponent's sword was still moving forward, and the crescent-like sword body slapped on his chest in the moment it shook straight.
His chest sank slightly, and the whole person flew out uncontrollably.
......
An exclamation rang out.
Most of these voices came from the cultivators of the Southern Dynasty on this battlefield.
The vast majority of them also didn't expect that this Northern Wei cultivator's sword could contain such terrifying power.
"Chengtian Realm?"
Yuan Yan was a little stunned.
Everyone seemed to underestimate the cultivation of this Northern Wei cultivator.
He is not like the middle level of artistic conception or the peak of artistic conception, just from this moment of the power used casually, it is enough to show that he has truly entered the realm of Chengtian.
In the distance, a wry smile flowed from the corner of the mouth of the old man wielding the flying sword.
Only he knew very well the cultivation of this Northern Wei cultivator.
If it weren't for this Heaven Inheriting Realm cultivator who drew too much attention to him, he wouldn't have been injured by the other party's sword master.
Yuan Yan was stunned for the first time, and then she saw Lin Yi flying upside down towards her.
She hesitated slightly, but held out her hand.
Her hands landed on Lin Yi's back, and then let out what she pretended, but it was very real.
She fell backwards.
Lin Yi's qi and blood were roaring all over his body, and those medicinal qi that were not completely integrated, the qi of the five grains between his chest and abdomen, including the blood in his body, seemed to be churning violently.
He felt like his consciousness was going to disappear with the boiling, and his body seemed to become very light, and he was about to fly into the sky.
However, at this moment, he felt a pair of very soft hands supporting him like a cloud.
"Poof".
He spat out a mouthful of blood.
Then it landed hard.
.......
The middle-aged man of the Northern Wei Dynasty calmly put away his sword.
In his opinion, Lin Yi naturally couldn't fight again.
However, at this moment, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes, and then quickly expanded.
Lin Yi stood up.
He moved quickly, and with a flip, he picked up the sword that had been knocked away by him with a single blow.
Another irrepressible exclamation sounded.
This exclamation was mixed with the voices of many Northern Wei people, including many ordinary soldiers.
Even those sergeants who were not cultivators, but only martial artists, could clearly feel the amazing power contained in the sword of this Northern Wei cultivator.
If such a sword falls on the body, even if all the bones in front of the body are shattered, it should be severely damaged in the internal organs and difficult to move.
However, who would have thought that this young cultivator of the Southern Dynasty who had spit out a mouthful of blood would still be as agile as a leopard?
Lin Yi breathed slowly, his brows furrowed deeply.
In fact, he himself was surprised.
His sternum was not damaged too much, although the blow just now made his mouth spurt blood, but after this mouthful of reverse blood, although it was faintly painful to breathe between his chest and lungs, his strength at the moment seemed to be stronger than before.
When he breathed slowly and looked inward, he realized that there were many reasons for this.
He has a Heavenly Treasure Cloth, so the other party's true yuan impact on his body has been dispersed a lot.
The other party also really stayed strong, and didn't want to kill with one blow.
The medicinal qi and blood in his body churned violently, dissolving a lot of the true elements that rushed into his body, and at the same time, the feeling of being on the verge of death also forced out the potential in his body.
The gas is still working.
And finally... The hands of the girl from the Southern Dynasty behind him, the True Yuan power from her hands, seemed to cushion the impact of a lot of the other party's power.
"How are you?"
He knew that the other party would definitely not take the opportunity to sneak attack, so he turned his head to look at Yuan Yan, who was still sitting on the ground and had not yet stood up, and asked.
"I'm fine. ”
Yuan Yan looked at him and squeezed out a smile.
Her smile wasn't genuine, so it looked a little strange in the dust and fog at this time.
It's just that this kind of weirdness at this time is difficult in Lin Yi's opinion.
"Thank you. ”
He whispered, then turned to look at the middle-aged man from the Northern Wei Dynasty.
"Come again. ”
He raised the sword in his hand and said.
"Looks like it's going to take a little more effort. ”
The middle-aged man from the Northern Wei Dynasty said seriously.
Then he drew his sword.
The moment he drew his sword, thunder resounded in the air in front of him.
The realm is the realm.
If there is too much difference, it will be impossible to be surpassed.
There was a soft "pop".
Lin Yi flew backwards again without any suspense.
Lin Yi's body trembled violently.
The force of this blow was even so strong that the flesh and blood of his body spasmed.
Obviously, he only knocked away the sword in his right hand, but he couldn't hold the sword in his left hand either, and he also got out of his hand.
He even heard a popping pop inside himself.
The power that was condensed in flesh and blood was shattered.
The moment he landed, the picture of this middle-aged cultivator of the Northern Wei Dynasty appeared in his mind.
The other party was very simple, just like teaching Xi to hit a student with a ring ruler, he just slapped it like that, and then he flew out like this.
It's just that such a sword still didn't make his fighting spirit diminish.
He was wounded.
It's just that this middle-aged cultivator of the Northern Wei Dynasty still underestimated him.
His bones were still unbroken, and the wounds to his internal organs were not severe.
This gave him confidence.
So the moment he hit the ground, he took a wax pill hidden in his sleeve, and at the moment when the numbness of his five fingers had not disappeared, he crushed the wax pill and swallowed it.