Lin Yi felt this change.

This change stems from the fact that there is no strong cultivator on the other side at all, and no one can pose a substantial threat to him.

The loss of this Daoist City was inevitable, but for some reason, he felt the role of some cultivators in the entire battle situation, and he had some confidence in slowing down Xiao Donghuang's army and relying on the Tiece Army to hold Zhongli City for some time.

In addition to cultivators, those archers with extremely accurate archery skills are the fastest life-harvesting beings on the battlefield, and a powerful archer will kill even more people than some ordinary cultivators in a battle.

So he decided to kill all the Northern Wei archers who had just come into his sight before leaving this section of the city wall.

"Break through and go to Zhongli City, this is a military order. ”

He shouted at the Southern Dynasty sergeants on this section of the city wall, he did not mention his identity, this is not because he is afraid of being heard by these Northern Wei people, but he knows very well that under the condition of being shocked by his own strength, let these Southern Dynasty soldiers who are still fighting here not know their identities, and maybe they may still be able to follow his orders.

He also knows very well how to bring more shock to these people at such times.

The flesh and blood of his waist, abdomen and legs suddenly exerted force, and his whole person jumped up without warning, unlike ordinary cultivators, ordinary cultivators' flying with the help of true yuan often seemed random and natural, and the whole body swept away like the wind, extremely light, but his body was like a boulder thrown forward, both heavy and amazingly fast, which was extremely palpitating.

Before a Northern Wei archer subconsciously felt frightened, Lin Yi had already fallen in front of him.

Before Lin Yi's feet hit the ground, his left hand had already pressed down towards the Northern Wei archer.

The Northern Wei archer's hand was raised, but it couldn't stop Lin Yi's hand from falling.

With a click, his neck bone shattered, and his skull sank down.

The long knife in Lin Yi's right hand slashed behind him.

He seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, and with a single sword, he slashed the heads of two Northern Wei soldiers who rushed from behind him.

"Kill him!"

A Northern Wei general let out a loud shout.

In the battle against the cultivators, it is indeed one of the most commonly used means of the army to use human lives to consume the opponent's true yuan, but Lin Yi put too much pressure on people, and he easily killed the strongest Northern Wei cultivator here at the beginning, plus at this time, there was a cultivator who could use a flying sword waiting not far away, after such a loud shout sounded, looking at the two heads that rolled down behind Lin Yi, although the eyes of many Northern Wei soldiers were blood-red, no one dared to rush forward for a while.

The shouts of this Northern Wei general revealed his position.

"Here comes the spear!"

Lin Yi's gaze fell to the place where the voice came from, and with a low shout, Rong Yi had already thrown the spear in his hand towards him.

Lin Yi stretched out his hand to catch the spear, and the sound of breaking the air instantly sounded.

The Northern Wei general subconsciously exclaimed in shock, and threw himself towards a ballista on the side.

However, with a soft pop, the flying spear did not fall on him, but on the body of an archer on the other side.

Lin Yi's eyes flickered slightly, and he once again surprised everyone by not rushing towards the trembling Northern Wei general, but walked to the other side of the city wall.

On that city wall, nearly a hundred Northern Wei soldiers had already blocked more than 20 Southern Dynasty soldiers in a corner, and at this time he walked unhurriedly, Li Moxiao and Bai Yuelu followed him silently, and Rong Yi also took a spear again and followed.

Looking at the figures of these four people, the eyes of all the Northern Wei soldiers on this section of the city wall were full of fear, they retreated like a tide, but there was no way back in the rear, and the more than 20 Southern Dynasty soldiers were in high spirits, desperately waving the swords in their hands to block the way they retreated.

All of a sudden, these Northern Wei soldiers squeezed each other, some fell to the ground unsteadily, and some were even squeezed off the city walls on both sides by their panicked companions.

.......

Outside the city walls, inside an ordinary camp tent of the Northern Wei marching army, a cultivator wearing a black bamboo hat slowly raised his head.

It seems a little ridiculous to wear a bamboo hat in the tent, but cultivators often hide many secrets that are different from ordinary people, and as long as they are strong enough compared to ordinary people, everyone will take even the weirdest outfit for granted.

The cultivator wearing a black bamboo hat still had a black cloth on his face, but his eyes were exposed with two points of essence.

Judging by the edges and shapes of his face, this should be a man.

He was wearing a black cloth shirt, the style was very ordinary, but there were some particularly bright black silk threads, but on his black cloth shirt, black flowers were embroidered.

In the Northern Wei Dynasty, almost everyone knew that the Lord of the Demon Sect they feared and loved liked flowers, and the residence of the Lord of the Demon Sect was often very simple, but almost all of them were planted with flowers around the houses and courtyards, and they were extremely well cared for.

Even in the legends of some tribes in the north, countless flowers bloom in the valleys and wildernesses where the Demon Sect has walked.

Lord Demon Sect is a master of making weapons, and the armor and ordnance in many workshops in the Northern Wei Dynasty today are from him, and the exquisite runes he designed are often overlapping flowers, mysterious and beautiful.

Cultivators who can possess the armor produced in those workshops may not have a direct relationship with the Demon Sect, but even the cultivators who have the mark of the Demon Sect on their ordinary cloth clothes are not the disciples of the Demon Sect, but they are also the diners under the seat of the Demon Sect.

Listening to the sound of the castle tower, and even the warning sound of the arrows, the cultivator wearing the black bamboo hat didn't seem interested in making a move before, but at this time, listening to the sound of the soldiers falling on the city wall, the cultivator changed his mind.

A gust of wind poured out of the tent of the marching camp, and the cultivator with a bamboo hat on his head disappeared like a ghost.

.......

Lin Yi calmly walked forward more than ten steps, and at least twenty Northern Wei soldiers were squeezed out of the city wall and fell down in a terrible scream.

The soldiers of the Northern Wei Dynasty, who were tormented by fear, finally understood that there was no way out, and rushed up towards Lin Yi and the others with a frantic shout.

Lin Yi pulled out his sword with his backhand.

A thunderous roar rang out.

The furious sword light slapped several Northern Wei soldiers who rushed towards him into kites flying out.

The Northern Wei sergeants who were shouting frantically suddenly fell silent.

Then the sword light resumed.

It was just a long sword, but in Lin Yi's hands, it turned into a violent iron rod.

He continued on his way.

With each swing of his sword, all the Northern Wei soldiers in front of him spilled out of the city walls on both sides like beans that had been flipped out of a plate.

Rong Yi followed behind Lin Yi, and he felt the firmness of Lin Yi's footsteps and the terrifying power that kept pouring out of his body.

His breathing was getting hard.

He just subconsciously felt that Lin Yi didn't need a sword in his hand at this time, even if he was given a very long bamboo pole, the lethality would probably be more terrifying than this sword.

.......

Outside the city wall, several Northern Wei generals looked at the soldiers who kept falling on the city wall, their foreheads were full of cold sweat, they looked at the camp tent like begging, to their surprise, they saw that the curtain of the camp tent was still being raised, but there was no trace of the cultivator inside.