The practitioners in the army do not have the so-called sense of glory to kill powerful enemies alone.

For this general at this time, fighting is to achieve his goal. He must kill this young Southern Dynasty practitioner as quickly as possible.

Without any hesitation, he nodded to the arrow master on the ship not far away.

He made no sound, and he swept towards Lin Yi very low-key but quickly.

At this time, there was extremely chaos on the floating bridge. Even if Lin Yi stopped trampling violently, the stormy water waves on the ground could make these driftwood sway for a long time, not to mention that many of the ropes that were bound and fixed were broken.

However, through countless people, Lin Yi still felt the existence of this general.

In perception, this person is very fast and steady, walking like the wind.

He looked up and easily saw this silent figure among the chaotic crowd.

However, at this moment, with a bang, a white turbulent flow appeared behind his head, and a white sword shadow appeared in the center of the turbulent flow.

A small white sword came to his neck with a momentum like a rock-cutting mountain!

Lin Yi's brows frowned deeply.

There was no sign when this flying sword came, and when it suddenly appeared, his attention had just been attracted by this general. If he and Rong Yi were practicing in Luoshui City, he would definitely not be able to deal with this sword. What he was most afraid of at that time was the flying sword, because there was no true energy in his body, and no matter how fast his hands and feet were, he might not be able to deal with the flying sword that changed his direction as he wanted.

But now it is different.

He has already had a lot of experience in fighting with flying swords, and he has a Dan Mercury Sword in his body.

His neck turned red, with a hot heat, and a thick bunch of mercury rushed out like a substantial flame and smashed onto the flying sword.

The figure of the Northern Wei general who was flying suddenly stopped. His flying sword was only a moment away from Lin Yi's flesh and blood. However, in his perception, it seemed like he was trapped in a bottomless quagmire.

This was an unknown but terrible force, his body was as cold as those ordinary soldiers.

The white small sword dyed with mercury in blood was struggling desperately, and a red dust fog exploded behind Lin Yi, but in this moment, Lin Yi's hand had already kept up with the speed of the flying sword.

Lin Yi held the flying sword.

The remaining true energy on the flying sword shook between his palms and fingers, permeating his scale gloves, but when they penetrated into his flesh and blood, it quickly melted.

The Northern Wei general who was rushing to death seemed to be hit by an invisible carriage. His body suddenly paused, and with a puff, a blood arrow spurted out of his mouth.

Two sounds of breaking through the air sounded one after another.

The first sound of breaking through the air came from the arrow shot by the archer, and the second sound of breaking through the air came from the flying sword thrown by Lin Yi.

Lin Yi didn't care about the arrow master. He just threw the flying sword backhand and let the flying sword fly into Zhongli City.

He took off the opponent's flying sword with one hand and threw the flying sword back into the city, which was a humiliation to all the Northern Wei practitioners ahead.

The sharp arrow with terrible power fell down.

But this arrow is still too slow for Lin Yi, not to mention that this arrow is just a supplement to the flying sword. If he could barely deal with the flying sword, then this arrow will cause real damage to him.

It’s a pity that the flying sword is useless to him.

So this arrow is also destined to be a joke.

His right hand grabbed the flying sword and threw it out, and he still had a left hand.

So when the arrow broke through the air, he slapped his left hand out.

It was like slapping a fly away.

The arrow was slapped out by him, landed obliquely on the city wall far from the floating bridge, and then fell into the porridge-like river water, turning into an inconspicuous wave.

...

Many suppressed incredible screams sounded among the Northern Wei army on the other side.

Including the Northern Wei practitioner who had previously requested the battle.

When the Northern Wei practitioner who asked to fight saw this white flying sword, he already understood the identity of the Northern Wei general who was supervising the battle on Jiangxinzhou. He knew very well that he might not be stronger than the master of this flying sword.

Whether in his understanding and imagination, the only one who can reach out his hand and hold a flying sword to death may be a practitioner in the realm of divine thoughts.

If you are not a practitioner in the realm of divine thoughts, how could you do such a thing?

But if he was a practitioner in the realm of divine thought, how could he fight in this way and how could he be so young?

Even if the spiritual medicine in the world is too powerful, it is only at the Chengtian realm. No matter the accumulated effect of medicine or the load on the body, it is impossible for a practitioner to rely on the spiritual medicine to reach the realm of divine thoughts.

Moreover, military information has been shown before that the young Southern Dynasty practitioner was Lin Yi, the son of Lin Wangbei.

He was just a student who had just entered the South Heaven Academy before. For the world of practitioners, he was just a newborn.

There were many Northern Wei practitioners who could not understand and even had a slight tremor in their bodies.

But they were all sure that even if they stepped forward to fight this young Southern Dynasty practitioner, the same result would probably be.

All of them were scared.

...

Qi Zhuji on the city wall laughed.

He laughed loudly and was very presumptuous.

He saw the fear of countless people in this Northern Wei army.

He never thought that an army of more than 30,000 people would be scared by a cultivator like Lin Yi.

"What are the people of the Northern Wei Dynasty born to be braver than the Southern Dynasty? Look at your bad looks!"

He shouted and cursed at the army without mercy.

"Does these ordinary people really just let them die?"

"There is not a practitioner who dares to come?"

"Or must wait for the practitioners above the divine consciousness to take action and give you courage?"

Lin Yi's voice sounded.

He hadn't spoken much during the battle, so his voice at this moment was like real thunder, which was particularly shocking and uncomfortable.

He rushed back towards the city wall.

He is a very smart person and he knows how to stop when he sees good things.

And he knew very well what effect his words would do at this time.

The number of this Northern Wei army is more than ten times higher than theirs. If this continues, they will really be drowned.

But at any time, the performance of a practitioner can affect morale more.

If he can kill many other practitioners, he will be able to hold on for longer.

He wanted to drag Wei Guanxing and his Jiange people to arrive. As long as Wei Guanxing and his Jiange people arrive, he believed that this battle would definitely change.

As for longer-term things, he at least doesn't want to do it at this time.

...

Not everyone can tolerate this humiliation, and not all practitioners are those cold and ruthless generals.

There are many practitioners in the army that do not just make military achievements.

"I have been patient for enough time. I don't care what General Xi thinks about now. I must kill this person. If he wants to convict, then he will do whatever he wants."
Chapter completed!