Even if an ordinary cultivator is rushing into battle, it is just like a sharp sword breaking through the waves of water, deep into the enemy army and unstoppable, but Lin Yi's charging at this time gives people the feeling that a person is like a wall, and he wants to block all the people in this cavalry army in front of his wall with great strength!

Qi Zhuji didn't immediately follow behind Lin Yi, he looked at Lin Yi's back, his eyes were a little complicated.

If there were no special characters in this cavalry army, I am afraid that most of the time it would be enough for him to just watch Lin Yi fight.

It's just that the Northern Wei cavalry army in front of Lin Yi didn't think so.

The number of horses that were originally rushing straight towards him parted on both sides, but there were several black ropes stretched straight, and with the shouts of the Northern Wei soldiers on these horses, like several bamboo poles across the night, fell towards Lin Yi's body.

After the separated horses, there were a few sneers, and several arrows fell straight to Lin Yi's face with a violent momentum.

Lin Yi originally wanted to try not to let any of the Northern Wei cavalry rush behind him, but this unusual number of arrows made him change his mind.

"You should have shot those three of our sentry posts, then you will die first. ”

He looked at the Northern Wei cultivator who was shooting arrows in the cavalry and said.

Even the arrows fired by this powerful crossbow that hit the door at close range were as fast as flying swords, but they were still a little too slow for him.

He bowed slightly as he said the first word, as if to salute his opponent solemnly, but the arrows were dodged by him and flew directly over his head.

The sword in his hand slammed out again, with a violent mood that he hadn't had before.

The sword body slapped on the several black ropes, and the black ropes made of unique cow tendon tanning made a cracking sound, and the several Northern Wei cavalry soldiers worked together, and their feet were tightly buckled in the stirrups, but the strength of several people could not compete with Lin Yi's strength.

With several exclamations of disbelief, the Northern Wei cavalry was violently overturned on horseback, and their feet did not have time to get out of the stirrup, and they were dragged on the ground by the war horses they were riding.

The pupils of the Northern Wei cultivator, who was holding a unique angular bow with rather sharp ends, contracted violently.

He was a middle-aged man, with gray temples and armor that stood no different from that of an ordinary sergeant, but his hair was neatly combed, and he was tied up with a cloth belt behind him, as many Southern Dynasties were accustomed to.

Although there were still seven or eight horses between Lin Yi and him, Lin Yi still had a chill in his heart when he bowed down, and he did not doubt that this young Southern Dynasty general had the possibility of killing him.

At this moment, a short military order shouted in the native language of the Northern Wei Dynasty sounded in the Northern Wei cavalry, which was incomprehensible to all the Southern Dynasties people present.

As this military order sounded, all the cavalry troops that were originally charging straight towards Lin Yi suddenly dispersed, and none of them rushed towards Lin Yi head-on.

The figures of Li Moxiao and Qi Zhuji rushed out of the black mist.

Lin Yi's strength had already bought them time, Li Moxiao's eyes narrowed into a line, and there was a trace of ruthlessness on his face that he had never felt before.

During this time, his flying sword has not been attacked, and many people have even ignored his existence, but he has been searching for the main general who gave the order.

In the midst of such a chaotic army, his eyes have been firmly locked on the main general of this cavalry army.

It wasn't one of the horsemen who stayed motionless, and it wasn't the one who gave orders in the native language.

Among these enemy horses hidden in the night, he was extremely calm and keenly aware that before these few military orders were issued, the right hand of a Northern Wei cavalry soldier not far from the side of the loud rider had quietly made a few small movements in advance.

The cavalryman hung his head slightly, unable to see clearly, but he was not young.

He had a scimitar in his hand, but the hilt of it was still diagonally peeking out of his back.

This further confirms Li Moxiao's judgment at this time.

Snort.

The flying sword that he was quietly levitating in the night above suddenly accelerated sharply, and the whistling sound it emitted seemed to cut through several sheets of hard paper in an instant.

The sword light was like a meteor, shooting directly towards the head of the main general of the cavalry.

There is no trickery, just blindly fast and violent.

He didn't make any noise to Lin Yi in front of him, he knew that Lin Yi would definitely be able to understand what he wanted to express.

Lin Yi has already begun to run wildly.

Waves of mud like lotus flowers continued to bloom around the soles of his feet, and the power that burst out from his body made his body run and jump in a posture that was different from that of ordinary cultivators, like a wooden block thrown by a huge wave, and it seemed that every step seemed to be out of balance, but in the next moment of the step, his body popped forward again at a terrifying speed.

He ran much faster than these horses.

When Li Moxiao's flying sword accelerated sharply and landed on the top of the cavalry's head, he already felt an unusual fluctuation around the cavalry's body, and he instantly understood that Li Moxiao's sword was just pointing out the direction for himself.

When his gaze fell on the rider's body, his own body had already reached the Northern Wei cultivator who was holding a horned bow.

This Northern Wei cultivator shouted loudly, he knew that no matter how much he drove the horse, he couldn't be faster than Lin Yi, his whole person broke away from the horse's back, swept backwards, and his hands kept moving, to open the strong bow in his hand, the bowstring continued to vibrate, and five arrows shot at Lin Yi in a row.

There was a loud bang, on the back of the horse he had just detached!

He had just left his war horse, and Lin Yi had already stepped on the saddle of his war horse.

This high-grade war horse of the Northern Wei Dynasty couldn't withstand Lin Yi's stepping force at all, and in a tragic neigh, this war horse smashed to the ground, and the mud and waves splashed everywhere.

Lin Yi followed this fierce step, his body was raised again, he didn't dodge the oncoming five arrows at all, but he was extremely strong and used his chest to meet it.

Puff puff puff...!

It's like a hard blow!

These five arrows landed on Lin Yi's chest almost at the same time, and broke in his chest at the same time, the strong force made Lin Yi's body slightly frustrated, but it could not completely stop his advance.

The sword light in his hand burst out, and a knife seemed to be extremely ferocious and slashed down on the head, but at the moment of lightning, it suddenly turned cold, drew a sinister arc, and cut diagonally towards the neck of this Northern Wei cultivator.

This Northern Wei cultivator was so cold that he only had time to raise the horn bow in his hand to try to block this subtle sword.

However, with the natural fall of Lin Yi's body, Lin Yi's sword light cut along the lower edge of one end of the horn bow very naturally, and did not fall on his neck, but on the corner of his mouth.

A puddle of blood poured out.

The sharp blade coldly sliced the head of this Northern Wei cultivator along the corner of his mouth.

In a shocking exclamation and scream, the blood light and most of the flying heads were already behind Lin Yi.

The Northern Wei cavalry, who was judged by Li Moxiao to be the real commander, raised his head at this time.

He didn't pay attention to Lin Yi who was rushing towards him for the first time, but looked at the flying sword.

"Take!"

A strange scream erupted from between his lips and teeth.

A black light shot out of his hand, hitting the flying sword that fell straight down with incomparable precision.

There was a crisp snap, and a puff of black mist enveloped Li Moxiao's flying sword.

Li Moxiao's flying sword suddenly dimmed, and it fell to the ground in a dejected manner.

At the same time, the man let go of the long knife he had been holding in his hand, and his right palm slid through the air, as if drawing a circle out of thin air.

Two waves of qi visible to the naked eye surged on the ground at the same time, enveloping Lin Yi's feet.

Then the man drew his knife with his backhand, and did it in one go.

Most of the knives of these Northern Wei cavalry were dark or other dull colors, some deliberately smeared with black dye, but his knives were a bright silver-white color.

Smack.

In the night, it was like a silver bolt of lightning.

The tip of the knife gushed out a substantial sword that was more than a foot long, slashing at Lin Yi's neck who suddenly fell down.