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Chapter 676: Cheso

No matter how suspicious it is, if you don’t take action at this time, you will be sorry for the generous salary of the Xiaba tribe for so many years.

However, this worshiper of the Xiaba tribe also chose the safest way to attack.

Countless trickles of true energy flowed out of countless meridians in his body and fell to the ground around him.

Countless dead leaves mixed with soil were instantly filled with powerful vitality, flying up like butterflies.

No matter how many fallen leaves blown by the strong wind, they can only arouse some people's sad feelings when they see the objects. However, when these flying fallen leaves continue to swallow the vitality of heaven and earth from the surrounding world, gradually becoming heavier and heavier in the flying, and even making a sound of almost wailing metal and iron. When these dead leaves are densely filled with the world, this scene naturally makes people feel the meaning of fear.

The two practitioners in silver robes avoided the sides as fast as possible. They felt that if they stayed in place, they would first be cut into countless broken flesh and blood by these dead leaves.

Whether it was the Xiaba tribe, the Yeli clan, the Western Regions coalition, or the Xifeng clan army, most of the people looked at the dead leaves that were swarming towards Lin Yi, and their eyes were filled with a look of awe.

These awe-inspiring expressions are particularly strong in the eyes of practitioners.

Because in the perception of most of them, the vitality and light that filled the dead leaves even exudes a sacred smell that they cannot touch, especially in this spiritual era, the sacred smell may mean that they can never touch.

The power of the realm of divine thoughts, in a sense, means that the vast majority of practitioners in this world cannot reach and touch.

No practitioner would doubt the power and terrifying killing ability of these dead leaves.

However, the next scene stunned all these people.

Lin Yi's figure straight forward did not change at all.

He just passed through it straight.

Countless fallen leaves fell on him, just like the sound of broken tiles falling from the eaves hitting the rotten wood. However, these dead leaves fell on him, as if the dead leaves were still dead leaves, and there was no difference because of the power of the divine mind realm.

Countless fallen leaves fell from Lin Yi's body.

In the next moment, Lin Yi had already passed through the densely integrated dead leaf world.

The hands and body of the Xiaba tribe, the old worshipper of the divine mind realm known as Master Zhou, kept trembling, and even his lips began to tremble.

He finally determined who this person was.

Thinking of the legend about this person, or more accurately, it should be amazing achievements and achievements, he suddenly felt a great fear in his heart.

Because no matter how proud he is, he will not feel that he is stronger than Kunpeng Heavy Artifact, Xi Ruyu and Yang Dian.

These people from the Xiaba tribe cannot understand his mood at this time.

Because of his true energy, Lin Yi saw that there was a large gap between the flame pagoda where Xia Baying was located. Without any hesitation, with dozens of roars, more than a dozen burly Xia Ba warriors rushed to Lin Yi very resolutely.

These people are usually close servants of Xia Baying. Their weapons are all long swords. Their sword techniques have been taught by famous teachers, and they have been practicing hard for more than ten years. Even the flying swords of practitioners are almost impossible to break through their sword nets.

At this time, these dozen swordsmen rushed towards Lin Yi at the same time. The snow-white sword light flew, and instantly intertwined a dense sword net in front of Lin Yi.

However, Lin Yi's progressive trend was still not slow.

Looking at these dense sword lights, Lin Yi just clenched his fists calmly, and then punched in an extremely simple manner in front and at the sword light.

A few angry shouts sounded right in front of him again!

Several sword lights were like piles of snowflakes, all of which were squeezing his outstretched fist, the right arm he stretched out.

His tactics made these Xiaba warriors feel contempt and insulted. What they thought in their minds was to cut off this man's arm.

However, at this moment, a thick layer of elixir dust quietly surged from Lin Yi's arm and quickly condensed.

Puff puff puff puff puff...

The dense slashing sound continued to sound, but it was still a dull sound like chopping on the rotten wood, without any crisp sound of cutting into the flesh and blood.

The next moment, there was a sound of shock.

Lin Yi calmly closed his fists.

A long sword was rotating and flying ahead of him.

The owner of the long sword squirted blood and flew backwards.

In front of him, several equally bright long swords were shocked with their masters.

He didn't even look at these swordsmen again. He just passed by these people very quickly, and threw all the swordsmen who rushed up who were ready to die behind him.

He was only a few dozen steps away from the flame pagoda where Xia Baying was located.

"Stop him!"

It was not until this time that the arrow troops in the Xiaba tribe and Yeli clan coalition reacted as if they were awakened from a dream. The horrifying screams and the shrill sound of feather arrows breaking through the air instantly formed a tide.

Although it was a hasty shot, hundreds of feather arrows flew out of Lin Yi in an instant, and these feather arrows usually had to fly at least a hundred steps before falling into the area where the enemy was located. However, today, they were still accelerating rapidly and had already landed on the enemy.

Lin Yi's body was instantly covered by these arrows.

The power stack of countless arrows also made his steps slightly frustrated, but all the pictures that the Xiaba people hoped for did not appear.

They saw the frightening enemy still moving forward, the arrows covering his body broke and fell on him.

"Lin Yi!"

"He is Lin Yi!"

"He is the commander of the Southern Dynasty's Tie Ce Army and the general Lin Yi, the heroic general of the Western Conference!"

Until this time, others in the Xiaba tribe and Yeli clan coalition finally recognized Lin Yi's identity and spoke in horror.

Among these screams, Lin Yi, with a calm face, just put down his hands covering his face. His hands reached into the air, grabbed the handle of the long sword that was flying down in the sky, then shouted softly, jumped out in front of him, and then slashed away!

A terrifying sound of breaking through the air rolled above the ground like muffled thunder.

A sharp sword light flashed by.

Several strong men of the Xiaba tribe looked at the sword light coming towards them. They just breathed subconsciously and closed their eyes. They felt a lighter in their hands.

The several ropes they held in their hands had been cut off by Lin Yi with one stroke!

The rope they held in their hands was the rope that led to the flame pagoda above.

As soon as the several ropes broke, the flames where Xia Baying was above instantly raised several feet up, and then quickly flew towards the Xifeng army position with the wind.
Chapter completed!
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