Chapter 504: The Snake (Page 1/1)

"Pavilion Lord! Pavilion Lord...."

Such a sound rolled through Zhongli City with a thunderous roar, and Rong Yi quickly heard it clearly.

His body trembled.

This should be shouting Lin Yi, using the word pavilion master to call Lin Yi, only it may be a person in the Sword Pavilion.

He couldn't help but want to scream, Lin Yi was on the north wall, but at this moment, he saw a black shadow falling.

His pupils contracted sharply.

He saw that this person was wearing the light armor of the Northern Wei Dynasty, he felt the strong vitality fluctuations rippling on this person's body, and then saw the killing intent on the face of this Northern Wei cultivator.

Without any hesitation, the few True Yuan left in his body turned into Yuan Qi and disappeared among his meridians.

His nine array swords flew out and landed at the Northern Wei cultivator at the same time.

Disheveled!

This Northern Wei cultivator smashed a strange iron weapon like a sharp hammer in his hand.

With a bang, countless cracks instantly appeared on the surface of this iron artifact, and they exploded along with the true yuan he had poured into, turning into countless fine iron filings, forming countless black lines into the night sky above.

As these iron filings flew upward, the vitality link between the nine swords of Rongyi was quickly severed.

The power of his nine swords vanished dramatically, and he fell to the ground.

"Is this a break?"

Rong Yi looked at those thin lines blankly, thinking that this was actually the kind of rare weapon produced in the workshop of the Northern Wei Imperial Palace.

This Northern Wei cultivator looked at his blank expression, and a little pity arose in his heart.

Rong Yi was about the same age as his son, and the performance of these young Southern Dynasty cultivators was enough for him to admire.

It's just that war is war, and the cruelty of war lies in the fact that on the battlefield, the more respectful the enemy, the more threatening it is, and the more it is necessary to kill as quickly as possible.

Especially when the other party is a formation master.

A thin pale cyan flying sword flew out from his sleeve, and he was about to kill this young formation master who had already exhausted his true yuan and couldn't have much resistance in his next breath.

However, at this moment, he turned around.

Starlight fell from the night sky and sprinkled on Bai Yuelu's body.

There was a crackling sound.

The pale cyan flying sword that was originally about to fly towards Rong Yi turned into a streamer that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and fell towards the girl who quietly appeared.

Dangdangdang....

Dazzling sparks continued to surge around Bai Yuelu's body.

The two flying swords instantly intersected dozens of swords at Bai Yuelu's side.

This Northern Wei cultivator's eyes widened in disbelief to the limit, for some reason, he only felt that the other party was extremely familiar with his sword moves, no matter how he changed his moves, the other party could always be faster with himself.

The battle between the flying swords, the victory and defeat were on the line, and the chill in his body continued to surge, and between one or two breaths, his confidence had been shattered.

With a thud, his figure quickly swept out of the night behind him, his flying sword like a shadow following him, constantly fluttering, and disappearing at the same time in a few breaths.

Looking at Bai Yuelu, who had scared away the strong man of the Northern Wei Dynasty, he was extremely moved, but thinking of the current situation, he was still very uncomfortable.

"It should be someone from the Sword Pavilion who is here. ”

His eyes were slightly hot, but crying at this time should be a very embarrassing thing, he forcibly endured it, said a word, and then nodded to a place not far ahead, "Lin Yi's rations are in the carriage over there." ”

"Follow me. ”

Bai Yuelu nodded, and turned around unusually simply.

She has experienced more life and death than anyone can imagine, so she is far stronger than anyone can imagine.

......

No one could stop the heavy armor that was rushing towards the north wall.

When the cultivators inside kept repeating shouts like "Lin Pavilion Lord, Lin Pavilion Lord", even the ordinary Southern Dynasty soldiers in the city, and even all the Northern Wei Dynasty soldiers, understood that this heavily armored person was looking for Lin Yi.

"North Wall!"

"To the north!"

"Lin Yi is on the north wall!"

Many voices shouted scatteredly, and gradually such voices converged into a huge wave.

This voice was not only heard by Qi Zhuji and the others, who were already very close to the north wall, but even Lin Yi on the city wall.

Qi Zhuji took a deep breath, his eyes lit up with a ghostly hope.

Such a shout made him understand that there were at least many Southern Dynasty people alive in this city, and as he imagined, as long as Lin Yi did not die, as long as Lin Yi was still fighting, he would give these people the courage to continue to fight and live.

In the roaring sound, the heavy armor that crossed Zhongli City appeared in Lin Yi's sight.

"Teng Snake Heavy Armor!"

Lin Yi looked at the heavy armor rushing with the dust waves at a terrifying speed, and he recognized it just by seeing the general shadow of this heavy armor at a glance.

"Here!"

He didn't know who was in this heavy armor at this time, but almost subconsciously, he yelled at the snake heavy armor!

"Pavilion Master Lin is here!"

Diesel salt let out a loud cry almost simultaneously.

The first four words of him were much louder than Lin Yi's voice, but the last two words were already low.

With this shout, a mouthful of blood sprayed out of his mouth.

He's exhausted.

His True Yuan had been completely depleted at this time.

A succession of Northern Wei cultivators continued to appear in his and Jian Wenhou's sight and perception, and these Northern Wei cultivators attacked from all directions.

"Don't be too strenuous and strenuous . ”

Lin Yi turned his head to look at Jian Wenhou, and said softly: "When that heavy armor arrives, when I put on that heavy armor, I should be able to fight." ”

The wrinkles on Jian Wenhou's face seemed to have penetrated deep into the flesh.

Blood seemed oozing from every wrinkle of his face.

Listening to Lin Yi's words, he shook his head slightly, and said, "It's useless to spend any effort, I'm afraid I won't be able to last until then." ”

There was a bang.

A burly Northern Wei cultivator was slapped by his palm, and the back of his entire body exploded, and the remnants of his body flew out more than ten zhang and fell towards the turbid river.

However, at this time, there was a burst of irrepressible cheers around them.

A blood flower gushed out of Jian Wenhou's shoulder.

Before he died, this Northern Wei cultivator stabbed the sword Wen Hou.

This sword wound was not deep, but it gave all these besieging Northern Wei cultivators great confidence and surprise.

This shows that this sub-saint has reached his limit.

Lin Yi took a deep breath, and he stood up.

At this time, even though the wounds in his body were already full of coolness, he felt that his body was still very fragile, and it was impossible to exert force violently, but he felt that he had to stand up and fight.

The cheers stopped abruptly.

Heaven and earth are quiet.

He just stood up like this, which made these besieging Northern Wei cultivators inexplicably stagnant.

Laugh at!

A flying sword flew down from the sky behind him and struck him in the back.

At this moment, a sword light appeared, accurately slashing at the flying sword, crushing the powerful force, directly extinguishing the light of the flying sword.

Jin Dong, who appeared on the city wall, sat down dejectedly.

He also began to cough up blood constantly.

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