"Keep up with me, or you may not be able to keep you. ”

Lin Yi moved, and he walked towards the old man among the three swordsmen of the Southern Dynasty.

He felt that he might not be the opponent of the close attendant with the knife box beside him, and the man with two swords hanging diagonally among the two Northern Wei swordsmen gave him the feeling that he should be a double cultivation of swords, this kind of person was more terrifying than ordinary swordsmen, and he himself had a certain ability to protect himself in close quarters.

This level of battle is not something he can directly intervene in, if he wants to kill this close attendant and these two Northern Wei swordsmen, he must still rely on those three Southern Dynasty swordsmen.

At this moment, he had already realized that the reason why these three Southern Dynasty swordsmen were tight was not only because there was a gap between Feijian and Zhenyuan Xiuwei and those two Northern Wei swordsmen, but also because of their pressure.

Just a few dozen steps away from the old man, there was a middle-aged cultivator dressed in the clothes of an ordinary Northern Wei sergeant.

He was silent.

Hardly any sound is made.

He's just fighting with composure.

He was holding a sword, a dull and ordinary-looking sword, even the hilt of which was wrapped in strips of rotten cloth.

However, it gave Lin Yi the feeling that he was very comfortable with this sword.

Wherever his sword light went, the Southern Dynasty cultivators around him either retreated or had wounds on their bodies.

At this time, the attendants in front of the old man continued to rush towards this person, but it seemed that they could not stop the Northern Wei cultivator from approaching silently at all.

The guards in front of the old man, including the cultivators among them, their faces covered with dust and blood were all resolute and solemn, but in their eyes, there was anxiety that could not be suppressed.

In Jiankang City, the nobles and ink writers who are accustomed to seeing the wind and snow in the city can't see the life-and-death struggle on the battlefield, in the mouths and pen and ink of those people, the Northern Wei people are all uncivilized Northern barbarians, and even their heads are stupider than the people of the Southern Dynasties, but for them, the soldiers and cultivators who have a lot of experience in life and death battles, they will definitely not think so.

These Northern Wei people were born with hunting experience, and their judgments in the chaos were accurate and ruthless many times.

As long as this seemingly silent and ordinary Northern Wei cultivator killed the old man, the old man would die.

Then many cultivators here would be quickly killed by those two Northern Wei Flying Swords.

This seemingly ordinary Northern Wei cultivator is definitely one of the most terrifying Northern Wei cultivators on this battlefield, except for the two Northern Wei swordsmen.

But is it possible that all this will change?

At this time, if it weren't for the old man's occasional sword fragment to stop this Northern Wei cultivator, this Northern Wei cultivator would have already killed all of their guards.

......

Lin Yi walked to the old man, Yuan Yan was one of the smartest and best at using her brain among all the famous generals of the Northern Wei Dynasty now, and she understood Lin Yi's intentions almost instantly.

He wanted to kill the silent Northern Wei cultivator first.

When the old man could pay attention to this Northern Wei cultivator without being distracted, and even because of his absolute safety, he could unleash his power without reservation, the situation of the battle might change in an instant.

However, even if it was her, she couldn't accurately determine whether this silent Northern Wei cultivator was a cultivator at the peak of his artistic conception, or if he had already entered the Chengtian realm.

It was impossible for her to know all the cultivators in the Northern Wei Army, so she didn't know what the origin of this Northern Wei cultivator was.

It's just that this person must be a fierce general in the Northern Wei Army, and he is extremely calm.

His True Yuan output was very stable, and the True Yuan aura around his body had been fluctuating and not drastic.

Therefore, she couldn't judge his true cultivation through these perceptions and battle images.

But the more this is the case, the more it shows that this Northern Wei cultivator is terrifying.

Such a cultivator, every move he makes, every time he uses a penny of true yuan, it is just right, and he will never waste it.

In her opinion, she herself is naturally much stronger than Lin Yi.

However, even she didn't have absolute confidence to defeat this Northern Wei cultivator.

It is naturally good to have courage, but to die is foolish.

"Keep up with you, or you won't be able to protect me... I'm afraid you're thinking too highly of yourself. ”

She looked at Lin Yi's back with some sarcasm, but she didn't want to arouse anyone's suspicion, and she didn't want Lin Yi to die so easily, so she moved and followed.

......

A strange aura appeared in Lin Yi's perception, and then a faint gray phantom appeared in the afterglow of his eyes.

The battlefield full of cultivators is very different from the battlefield outside.

As soon as he knocked down the heavily armored sergeants in an instant, he had already been noticed by many cultivators within.

For this battlefield, he is naturally very uncertain.

The faint gray phantom is a long whip.

Ordinary long whips are mostly leather, at most wrapped around the outside of steel wire, or hanging from broken blades, but this long whip is interlocking with pieces of horn iron, like snake bones, and even the tip of the whip is like the tip of a spear.

There are subtle lines spreading on the surface of the long whip, and when the cultivator's true element is in motion, this long whip becomes a strange and unpredictable killing weapon.

The whip body went around Lin Yi's neck, and the tail end of the long whip was like a poisonous snake out of a hole, stabbing Lin Yi's back from behind.

Lin Yi's face was calm.

The movements and movements of this long whip are extremely strange, but for him, compared to those swords, it is not direct enough.

If it's not direct enough, it's not fast enough.

His perception was originally more than that of the vast majority of cultivators on this battlefield, so in his perception, although this long whip was insidious, it was very dull.

Just as the end of the whip was already less than a foot from the back of his head, he drew his sword.

Suddenly there was a violent wind in the air.

The two swords in his hands were violently slashed out, and the sword wind roared.

He backhanded a sword that hit the tail of the whip, and at the same time, he slashed into the middle of the long whip.

The next moment, the tail of the long whip whistled, and it shook uncontrollably in the air, wrapping around Lin Yi's sword that was slashing in the middle of the long whip.

Lin Yi's gaze followed the long whip and landed on the owner of the long whip.

It was a female cultivator of the Northern Wei Dynasty, tall and tall, wearing bronze metal armor, very heroic.

Lin Yi's calm gaze instantly became fanatical, and the flames of war burned.

"Don't think I don't hit women!"

With his loud shout, Yuan Yan behind him was shocked, and she even seemed to hear the explosion of flesh and blood in Lin Yi's body, as if many bowstrings were exploding. She could even feel that a violent force was generated in Lin Yi's body, and then burst out.

Lin Yi pulled the sword.

There was an amazing explosion on this long whip, and this Northern Wei cultivator didn't even have time to abandon the whip, and when the strong surge came, she was already too late, and her whole body was pulled by this violent force and fell towards Lin Yifei.

"Dang!"

Lin Yi was extremely crisp, turned around and kicked this female cultivator of the Northern Wei Dynasty out directly.

This Northern Wei female cultivator's eyes were kept open, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

In her opinion, there was naturally a difference between her and those heavily armored sergeants, but she never thought that in front of Lin Yi, she would end up exactly the same as those heavily armored sergeants, and she was not a unified enemy at all.

She felt as if she had been hit by a giant log, and the armor in her waist and abdomen was hot and then tearing.

A terrifying force seemed to explode in her body, but her strength disappeared into nothingness.

"Poof!"

Before she could hit the ground, a mist of blood erupted from her mouth.

The corners of Yuan Yan's mouth twitched slightly.

She was not sympathetic to the fate of the female cultivator of the Northern Wei Dynasty, but was shocked by Lin Yi's strength at this time.

This burst of power seemed unreasonable in her perception, but it was certain that Lin Yi's strength had not been exhausted at all, and his way of fighting that was so arrogant that it was unreasonable was far more terrifying than that of ordinary cultivators, and the battle was resolved more quickly.