Another loud noise.

The Northern Wei generals inside were bleeding from their mouths and noses. He wanted to struggle, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stand up at all.

Many places on the True Yuan Heavy Armor on his body have been slightly deformed. Some armors that are extremely tightly fitted have been raised, and some are sunken. The most important thing is that the light of the True Yuan Heavy Armor has disappeared, which means that even if the true energy in his body continues to flow out, it cannot flow in the runes of this heavy armor and cannot accumulate.

This true essence heavy armor became the tombstone that crushed him to death.

Lin Yi could sense the situation of this Northern Wei general.

He swung the heavy armor in his hand again with a expressionless face and smashed it hard at the head of the True Yuan heavy armor.

Many people's eardrums seemed to have been shaken, and this time they didn't even hear the loud noise they expected. They just had their hearts hopped violently, shrinking violently, bursting out more chills.

Lin Yi threw the heavy armor in his hand on the edge of the True Yuan heavy armor like a wooden stick, and then walked past the True Yuan heavy armor kneeling on the ground.

The Northern Wei general in the Zhenyuan Heavy Armor subconsciously made some effort.

However, just this struggle, his eyes turned red and then shattered.

With a puff, he spurted out all the blood in his chest.

Blood was hissing out of the gap in his face armor.

He lowered his head, which he had just raised, and then stopped moving.

He died there.

Everyone could see that he died like this.

The Northern Wei camp not far away was silent, and there was no sound of footsteps.

Some light cavalry troops who had already boarded their horses stopped completely.

Everyone was sweating, but everyone felt very cold.

Many people looked back at the veteran with an extremely pale face. They all felt that the attitude that the veteran had shown before was abnormally correct.

All the soldiers on the south wall of Zhongli City were staring blankly at Lin Yi who was walking by the True Yuan Heavy Armor.

They breathed quietly for a while, and then they burst into thunderous cheers and shouts.

This sound is too loud.

But in fact, the sound of Lin Yi waving the heavy armor and hammering the true energy heavy armor was already very loud. The loudest thing was that the sword master of the Divine Thought Realm of the Lexiang Mansion who was ready to enter the city wall felt the thrilling sense of power, and he stopped.

When such thunderous cheers and shouts sounded, he stopped and thought about it carefully.

The practitioners in the Divine Thought Realm will naturally not be within the scope of dying. Even the four Chengtian Realm sword masters around him are precious property of the Lexiang Mansion because of the sword formation.

Although he can kill people, he is not seriously injured. In addition to spending more real energy, the injuries he will naturally be worse.

All the sounds coming from outside the city opposite him could make him feel that the man from the Southern Dynasty was coming too fast.

After all, there is a strong Northern Wei army, and even that army cannot stop the practitioner from entering the city quickly, so that person will definitely pose a threat to him.

The higher the cultivation level and worse the condition of a practitioner, the better, the better the other party will definitely become the target of hunting.

"Shoot the arrow!"

The sword master from the Divine Thought Realm of the Lexiang Mansion was still hesitant, but the veteran general in the Northern Wei Camp outside the South Gate had already issued a military order.

He couldn't see Lin Yi's cultivation.

But a cultivator in Chengtian Realm is definitely not as terrible as Lin Yi, not to mention that there are two carriages behind Lin Yi.

With his military order, a warning arrow that would only be emitted when a practitioner with a divine mind came broke through the sky, let out a shrill sound and exploded.

The sword master in the Divine Thought Realm of Lexiang Mansion raised his head.

He had turned around before the arrow exploded and lit up the fire.

He and the other four sword masters from the Lexiang Mansion quickly left.

Almost all the Southern Dynasties soldiers on the north wall were sweating and felt the pleasure of surviving the disaster.

Qi Zhuji turned around slowly with his lips tightly pursed, and he looked to the south.

At this time, the people on the south city wall also wanted to know who the young practitioner was who killed through the enemy formation at an astonishing speed. They also knew that the people on the north city wall wanted to know the situation of the battle here.

"Who is coming?"

Someone plucked up his strength and shouted.

Lin Yi raised his head, and then there was a change in his expression on his face.

Without hesitation, he shouted: "Tie Ce Army Lin Yi is here to help!"

"Is it the Iron Army again?"

Many people on the city wall were stunned.

The Northern Wei soldiers in that camp also had the same idea.

The city gate to the south opened with the roar, welcomed the arrival of Lin Yi and two carriages.

The news that the visitor was Lin Yi of Tie Ce Army was also conveyed at an extremely fast speed in the city.

Finally, when the name fell into Qi Zhuji's ears, Qi Zhuji was stunned, and then he laughed inexplicably.

His smile was filled with emotion and bitterness.

"Can you think it was him?" He turned over and asked Xiao Suxin.

Xiao Suxin also smiled with difficulty and said, "I thought about it, but I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence."

Qi Zhuji shook his head, he restrained his smile and slowly said softly: "Does this mean that he owes him a life?"

Xiao Suxin looked at him and said, "Do you still need to calculate this?"

...

"Have our people come?"

When the city gate opened and saw several Southern Dynasties soldiers inside, Lin Yi asked immediately.

"Some practitioners have come."

A low-level general immediately said a few words.

"Qi Zhuji?"

Lin Yi was a little surprised when he heard the general's return, but also a little surprised, "Xue Jiu and the others have not arrived yet?"

I didn't know much of this low-level general. He just felt his body shocked when he heard this sentence. He didn't know how many people were coming from the Tie Ce Army. However, the arrival of these batches, whether it was Qi Zhuji before or Lin Yi now, was so anxious.

Zhongli City is a dangerous place, and there is not any special benefit waiting for people to come. Just because the other party is so anxious, it has already made them respect the most.

"Is there any good doctor?"

Lin Yi continued to ask.

"Doctor?" A general rushed to Lin Yi at this time. Hearing Lin Yi's words, he was suddenly nervous, "I am Li Wenzhao, I am responsible for guarding the city wall in the south."

Lin Yi looked at the general who had no extra nonsense and immediately explained: "There is a practitioner in our carriage who is too seriously injured. It is best to have a good enough doctor. If there is no good enough doctor, there is also a good enough magic medicine."

"A practitioner of the realm of divine thoughts?"

Li Wenzhao was shocked. He looked at the two carriages behind Lin Yi. Just looking at Bai Yuelu and Rong Yi's tired and weak posture, he could imagine what kind of battle Lin Yi and others had experienced before.

"There are doctors, but it is impossible for those who can solve the injuries of practitioners in the divine mind realm to solve the injuries of practitioners." He took a deep breath, looked at Lin Yi and said solemnly, "The medicine is accumulated in the warehouse, so I send you all to get it first."

"Let's go north."

Lin Yi asked about the battle situation in the north a few times. He turned to look at the Northern Wei camp outside the city wall, and said with a slightly cold voice: "Don't worry about these people here. If we can hold on to the evening, even if the next person from our Tie Ce Army does not come, we will leave the city to kill them all in the evening."

Li Wenzhao's order was issued very quickly. When Lin Yi followed the two carriages through the city, nearly half a distance from the north wall, more than ten light cavalry had already taken all the medicines that were available for practitioners in the warehouse in the city.

The warehouse in Zhongli City has sufficient food and grass, so the ordinary soldiers use a lot of wounded medicines, but the various spiritual medicines that can be used for practitioners are only two cloth bags.
Chapter completed!