Lin Yi felt this change.

This change comes from the fact that there is no powerful practitioner here, and no one can pose a substantial threat to him.

The loss of this Taoist city was inevitable, but for some reason, he felt the role of some practitioners in the entire battle situation. He had some confidence in slowing down the pace of Xiao Donghuang's army and relying on the Tie Ce army to hold Zhongli City for some time.

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

So he decided to kill all the Northern Wei arrow divisions that had just caught his eye before leaving this section of the city wall.

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

He shouted fiercely at the Southern Dynasty soldiers on this city wall. He did not mention his identity. This was not because he was afraid of being heard by these Northern Wei people, but because he knew very well that when he was shocked by his own power, the Southern Dynasty soldiers who were still fighting to the death here could not understand their identity, and perhaps he might obey his orders.

He also knows very well how to bring more shock to these people at this time.

His waist, abdomen and legs suddenly exerted force, and he jumped up without warning. Unlike ordinary practitioners, the flying of ordinary practitioners often seemed casual and natural with the help of true energy. The whole body swept away like the wind, extremely light, but his body was thrown forward like a huge rock, which was both heavy and astonishingly fast, which was particularly palpitations.

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

Before Lin Yi landed on the ground, his left hand pressed towards the Northern Wei Arrow Master.

The Northern Wei Arrow Master raised his hand, but he could not stop Lin Yi from falling.

With a click, his neck bones shattered and his head sank.

Lin Yi slashed behind him with a long sword in his right hand.

His head seemed to have eyes on his back, and he cut the heads of the two Northern Wei soldiers who rushed from behind him with one knife.

"Have him killed!"

A general of the Northern Wei Dynasty shouted loudly.

In the battle against cultivators, using human lives to consume the opponent's true energy is indeed one of the most commonly used methods by the army. However, Lin Yi put too much pressure on people and easily killed the strongest Northern Wei practitioner here at the beginning. In addition, there was a cultivator who could use flying swords waiting not far away. After such a loud shout, looking at the two heads rolling down behind Lin Yi, many Northern Wei soldiers' eyes were blood red, but no one dared to rush forward for a while.

The shout of the Northern Wei general exposed his position instead.

"The spear is here!"

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

Lin Yi reached out to catch the spear, and the sound of breaking through the air instantly rang out.

The Northern Wei general subconsciously exclaimed in horror and rushed towards a crossbow chariot beside him.

However, with a slight sound, the flying spear did not fall to him, but fell on an arrow master on the other side.

Lin Yi's eyes flashed slightly. He did not rush towards the trembling Northern Wei general again, but walked to the other side of the city wall, to everyone's surprise.

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

Looking at the figures of these four people, 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. The more than 20 Southern Dynasties soldiers were greatly inspired and desperately waved their swords and blocked the way they retreated.

For a moment, these Northern Wei soldiers squeezed each other, some of them fell to the ground without firmness, and some were even squeezed down from the walls on both sides by their companions who were extremely panicked.

....

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

It seems ridiculous to wear a bamboo hat in the tent, but practitioners often hide many secrets that are different from ordinary people. Compared with ordinary people, as long as they are strong enough, everyone will think that even the weirdest outfit is taken for granted.

The practitioner wearing a black bamboo hat was still covered with black cloth, but his eyes were exposed with two shiny spots.

Judging from the edges and figure of the face, this should be a man.

He was wearing a black cloth shirt, which was very ordinary in style, but some particularly bright black silk threads were embroidered with black flowers on his black cloth-based clothes.

In the Northern Wei Dynasty, almost everyone knew that the Demon Sect's Lords whom they respected and loved liked flowers. The Demon Sect's residences were often very simple, but almost all the flowers were planted around the houses and the courtyards, and they were taken care of.

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

The Lord of the Demon Sect is a master of instrument making. Nowadays, the armor and weapons in many workshops in the Northern Wei Dynasty were written by him. The exquisite runes he designed were often overlapping flowers, mysterious and beautiful.

Cultivators who can possess the armor produced in the workshop may not have a direct relationship with the Demon Sect Master, but even ordinary cultivators with the mark of the Demon Sect Master are not disciples of the Demon Sect Master, but also diners under the Demon Sect Master.

Listening to the sound of the city tower and even the warning sound of arrows, the practitioner wearing a black bamboo hat seemed not interested in taking action before, but at this time, listening to the sound of the soldiers falling on the city wall, the practitioner changed his mind.

A gust of breeze surged out of the marching camp, and the practitioner wearing a bamboo hat disappeared like a ghost.

....

Lin Yi walked forward calmly for more than ten steps, and at least twenty Northern Wei soldiers were squeezed out of the city wall and fell in amidst shrill screams.

The Northern Wei soldiers, who were tortured by fear, finally realized that there was no way out and rushed up to Lin Yi and others shouted wildly.

Lin Yi drew out his sword with his backhand.

A roar like thunder sounded.

The violent sword light slapped several Northern Wei soldiers rushing towards him into kites flying outwards.

The Northern Wei soldiers shouting frantically suddenly became quiet.

Then the sword light rose again.

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

He continued to walk forward.

With each sword swing, all the Northern Wei soldiers in front of him fell out of the city walls on both sides like beans that were flying out of the plate.

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

His breathing became very uncomfortable.

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

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Chapter completed!