/p>        Wei Guanxing looked back at him and gave a wink, meaning that if I did too much of this kind of thing, I would have lost my sense of freshness, and there would be no need to practice. Moreover, you are the leader of the army, so it is naturally up to you.

On the other side of his body, Rong Yi was a little nervous.

He held one of his swords tightly, thinking in his mind... Is this really good?

Especially when he saw two still practitioners sitting in the carriage ahead, and when he saw that there were also practitioners among the soldiers, he became even more nervous, not knowing if there would be any problems with this practice.

Because he was really nervous, the water vapor in his hands and sword was stimulated by the aura that naturally rushed out of his body.

A large mass of mist formed on his right hand and the periphery of the sword, and the mist became more and more thin and more like a cloud, trying to wrap his entire body.

Lin Yi had not had time to speak at this time.

On the carriage in front, the two practitioners who were gentle and elegant in the brocade clothes and could not see any weapons in their hands had already felt Rong Yi's nervousness from such a picture.

"It's the enemy."

So he quickly and softly said these three words.

"put!"

Without any hesitation, the cultivator in the blue shirt holding a long knife pointed at Lin Yi and others yelled harshly.

Scream! Scream!

The five archers in the train fired two arrows at an astonishing speed, and the frequency of their movements was also surprisingly consistent. The five feathered arrows shot out from the front and back made only two harsh sounds.

The arrows of these ten arrows are all blue, and there are unique grooves on the body. At this time, they break through the rain curtain and fly in the air, and they are twisted and flying like swimming snakes, which is very strange.

Lin Yi was stunned.

It was not because the speed and arrows of these arrows were beyond his imagination, but because he did not expect that the other party would make such a decisive decision and would take action directly without waiting for him to speak.

"Not authentic, leave it to me."

He muttered dissatisfiedly, and at the moment he made a sound, he drew his sword.

In the world of practitioners, it is not necessary to take the initiative first and be strong.

A sword light lit up.

With just one sword, all the ten arrows that whistled in the roar were cut off, flying miserably in the rain.

Of course, these arrow masters have superb arch skills, but for him, these arrows are too slow.

If it is too slow, any changes will become redundant.

In the rain curtain, the five archers with extremely perseverance all turned pale in an instant.

They have fought with many practitioners, but have never seen anyone who can cut off their arrows with one sword.

In the carriage, Shen Kun's eyes suddenly lit up, "Wonderful!"

The red-clothed Taoist frowned slightly, but he still praised quietly: "Good swordsmanship."

The five archers did not shoot archers again.

The soldiers around them, including the majestic blue-shirted practitioner holding a long sword, did not move at all. In the following moment, although their expressions changed, their figures were like stone sculptures, motionless.

Lin Yi always felt that he wanted to say something.

In his subconscious, even if the two armies were fighting, if they were confronted, the generals of both sides seemed to be unable to avoid asking for a name. For example, I am a general of the Southern Dynasty, and I will not kill the unknown rat under my sword, and the barbarian on the opposite side will report the name.

But no one wants to say anything to him.

The arrows that he cut off were still flying in the rain curtain, constantly rolling up water splashes of different sizes. The practitioner who had been stroking the white jade flute suddenly raised his eyebrows.

As his eyebrows were raised up on his face, his left sleeve vibrated at a terrifying frequency. With a soothing sound, a silver shadow flew out, tearing the rain curtain to the vast sky.

The sword intent and the sound of breaking through the air fell from the sky. This flying sword did not want to hide its existence too much. It was just that when it flew, it was still hiding behind the falling raindrops. It was just that with the help of these raindrops contaminated with the accelerated sword energy, it was easy to confuse the practitioner's perception.

This is what Xiao Suxin’s perception is.

She felt that there were many flying swords falling straight in the sky, and she could not really determine where the sword was flying.

But this sword can't hide Lin Yi's perception.

He could easily lock the sword path of this sword, and this ease made Lin Yi feel a little puzzled at this time.

This flying sword seems to be weaker than Rong Yi, who has just started practicing the flying sword.

This is a very dangerous feeling.

Lin Yi raised his head and squinted his eyes. He believed that this sword would have a last move... Unlike ordinary practitioners, he is the kind of practitioner who feels dangerous, the more he can force his potential. Otherwise, he would not be in the danger of being constantly injured, and directly practiced with Rong Yi through fighting.

The sword in his hand swung upwards.

The sword light was passing through the falling raindrops, and there was a loud bang. The shattered raindrops were swept up by the strong wind with his sword light, and it turned out like a water dragon being lifted by Lin Yi and rushed up with his sword.

The moment the sword took shape, the mud and water under Lin Yi's feet suddenly deformed and then sputtered at a terrifying speed.

Lin Yi jumped up.

Just with the power of his body, his figure burst out with a terrible speed instantly like a huge rock thrown by a catapult.

The sword light and the water dragon directly met the flying sword that fell down.

In this jump, Lin Yi only fought for that minute. He wanted to shoot down the flying sword before the flying sword changed.

Bang!

There was a muffled shock in the air.

Countless raindrops shattered into powder, like dream bubbles.

The flying sword was like a dragonfly that had lost its life, and it was first shot out in the fog. It was directly slashed by Lin Yi with one sword, shattering all the true energy contained in the sword. However, looking at the flying sword, the brocade priest who was still trembling in his sleeves, there was no shock in his eyes.

His body did not resonate violently because his flying sword was destroyed.

A powerful true energy had rushed out of the tips of his fingers and landed on the white jade flute in his hand.

A whimpering flute sounded instantly.

Who would have thought that his flute was not used to blow.

As the whimpering sounded like crying and complaining, invisible force shook in the air.

Many planes suddenly appeared in the space between him and Lin Yi.

It is like invisible knife cutting through the rain curtain, forming straight shadows.

The unique voice rushed into Lin Yi's body with unique true energy. At the same time, the elegant brocade priest's eyes moved slightly. In the mud not far away in front of Lin Yi, a sword shadow flew out silently with a flying mud and water.

This sword shadow is gray and looks like a piece of mud.

"It turns out that this flying sword is just a cover. Your real method is not a flying sword, but a sound-shaking method."

This sound rang in Lin Yi's heart. It turned out that the change was not in this flying sword.

As the sound of the flute poured into his body, the power traveled through his meridians, searching for his true energy, hoping to cause the vibration and turbulence of his true energy to imprison or shatter his true energy.

However, the meridians in Lin Yi's body were empty.

There is no true essence in his body, so how can he break it by using the method of destroying the true essence?

So when the flying sword that quietly disappeared into the mud in front of him quietly flew up, he even remembered the joke recorded in his notes.

The joke in that note said that there is a demon king who is unmatched, and anyone who is fighting with him will soon be eaten up, but there is a fool from Murakami who dares to be enemies with that demon king and eventually defeated the demon king.

Later, everyone wondered how a fool could beat the devil. The fool said, because everyone said that I had no brains since I was a child and he couldn't eat my brain. Of course, I was not afraid of him, so I won later.

This is a very cold joke.

But there were more explanations in that note at that time, and this joke actually contained more things worth pondering, such as courage.
Chapter completed!