"Is this considered catching a turtle in a jar?"

Lin Yi stopped and looked at Bai Yuelu and others behind him with some self-deprecating words.

Rong Yi was stunned and did not answer, but Li Moxiao and Bai Yuelu nodded.

This subordinate of the Demon Sect just followed but did not take action, which means that their whereabouts were always under the other party's nose. In this way, they were really like fish and turtles that took the initiative to enter the jar.

"Then are we still in?"

Lin Yi took a deep breath and asked seriously at Li Moxiao and Bai Yuelu.

"Somewhat unwilling to give up." Bai Yuelu raised her eyebrows slightly and said as if she was equally serious.

Li Moxiao pondered slightly and said softly: "Now, at most, they are practitioners, and I want to see them again."

Rong Yi then realized that he felt that he had finally arrived here. If he had just followed a subordinate of the Demon Sect secretly, they would leave directly under pressure, which would be a little unwilling to accept it.

It’s just that he didn’t want his thoughts to have any impact on Lin Yi’s decision, so he just continued to remain silent.

"Then it depends on whether the ward is solid or not." Lin Yi laughed.

He was not a tangled person, and he was very sure that the Demon Sect would be the most terrifying enemy of the entire Southern Dynasty in the future, so he must also have some understanding of this powerful enemy.

"Draw a formation and be as powerful as possible."

Although Rong Yi was silent, Lin Yi knew that his thoughts were exactly the same as Li Moxiao, Bai Yuelu. Lin Yi restrained his smile and whispered to him seriously.

There may be some obsession between the formation master and the formation master. He hopes that the formation master in the other party’s army will be attracted by Rong Yi’s magic array.

"Just here?"

Rong Yi was slightly stunned.

Lin Yi nodded, looked at the smoke and dust that was getting closer and closer because of the movement of the heavy armor, and said, "This city is a big urn, so let's set up a small urn here and wait for them."

Rong Yi no longer hesitated. A light sounded on his back, nine small swords flew out, and then fell into the surrounding streets and alleys.

His formation attainments are naturally incomparable to the formation master in the opponent's army, but the nine swords of the Jiugong Zhenren were originally nine miniature magic circles. With these nine swords as the formation pivot, the ability to build a powerful magic circle in a short period of time is probably no one in the world who can compare with Rong Yi.

As Rong Yi's true energy precipitated, some ashes floating from elsewhere on the ground condensed strangely together, extending towards the nine small swords, forming some gray lines. In the next moment, these gray lines disappeared with the breeze blowing.

Several lights of different colors flew out from their hands calmly, Bai Yuelu raised her eyebrows again, and she felt something that could not be seen clearly in the air around her.

In her heart, she felt more respect for the dead Southern Dynasty formation master, the Jiugong Zhenren.

A formation division that can quickly form a formation is countless times more useful to the army than an ordinary formation division. These nine swords and successors like Rong Yi are the most precious gifts left by the Nine Palace Real People to the Southern Dynasty.

The roar gradually came, and the outlines of the two True Yuan Heavy Armors still appeared in the sight of Lin Yi and others.

The two true energy heavy armors were still carrying the sedan chair, but the woman in red in the sedan chair suddenly disappeared at this moment.

The vibrant artemisia on a courtyard wall suddenly broke, and the fracture was very smooth, and the juice inside didn't even have time to seep out, and was torn to pieces by a sudden burst of force behind the courtyard wall.

Behind the courtyard wall, a practitioner raised his head slightly.

He was the Demon Sect's subordinate who looked very mysterious with a bamboo hat. At this moment, the bamboo hat he was carrying was not at all slanted, but a small crack appeared.

The sun shone through this crack, illuminating part of his face as if it had fallen on the ground in the deep canyon.

His skin tone was that healthy bronze, with some fuzzy purple-red color caused by wind and frost. His lips were thick and his lines were very hard.

Directly in front of him, the flying sword that came undisguisedly brought out a white vortex in the air and flew towards an eaves.

A gust of wind suddenly blew up on the eaves, and then a red look appeared. Then the figure of the woman in red fell into his eyes clearly.

The face of the practitioner wearing a bamboo hat has not changed at all.

He understood that the woman in red directly used a flying sword to force her out.

Such a sword also made him realize that the other party's cultivation was indeed very powerful.

But he dared to use his sword directly to himself. After this battle, he really wanted to let the Lord of the Demon Sect control Xiao Donghuang and the people under Xiao Donghuang.

...

Lin Yi turned around.

When the woman in red flew out, he, Bai Yuelu and others had already felt the existence of the flying sword. When he turned around, he happened to see the woman in red appear.

His eyes met the eyes of the woman in red in the air, and then a strange feeling arose in his heart.

The hiding in the courtyard was naturally the subordinate of the Demon Sect. The woman in red forced the other party out with a sword. He originally thought that the woman in red belonged to them and was a master of the military in the city.

However, even if you deliberately conceal something like hostility and murderous intent, it may not be able to conceal it, not to mention that the woman in red does not want to conceal it at this time.

So just at a glance, he realized that the woman in red was also a practitioner of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

There are many possibilities for why the other party forced out the subordinate of the Demon Sect, but at least he was sure that she and the subordinate of the Demon Sect were not close.

"Two divine thought realms, one was injured, but not too serious."

Bai Yuelu glanced at the woman in red, then looked at Lin Yi's side face and said.

"How much chance do you think you have to win?" Lin Yi asked.

Bai Yuelu said: "40%.

Lin Yi said: "What if you escape directly?"

Bai Yuelu said: "Not 30%.

"You actually value Rong Yi's formation so much?" Lin Yi was a little surprised.

"Of course." Bai Yuelu smiled faintly.

She heard that Lin Yi was joking, which meant that Lin Yi was not nervous, which showed that Lin Yi was more confident in herself and Rong Yi. In her opinion, relying on this hastily formed magic circle and fighting with the other party has only a 40% chance of fighting hard, but in Lin Yi's opinion, it is probably more than 40%.

...

The woman in red looked at Lin Yi and others with a calm expression, and felt a strange aura in the range of dozens of feet, and her eyes gradually lit up.

These young practitioners from the Southern Dynasties were indeed a bit unusual. No wonder even Xiao Donghuang took time to kill them.

But the more this happens, the less she wants to face the possibility of danger by herself. So she smiled charmingly at the practitioner wearing a bamboo hat behind the courtyard wall, and even waved, saying: "You first."

"If I were to start, we might not be their opponent."

The practitioner wearing a bamboo hat raised his head higher and looked at the woman in red standing on the eaves, and said indifferently.

The woman in red looked at the practitioner in surprise. She knew that the subordinates of the Demon Sect were real monsters, including many people with very strange personalities, but none of them were cowardly and fearless.

"Then together?" she thought for a while and said.

The practitioner wearing a bamboo hat was a little unhappy, but this was an acceptable result for him.

So he nodded and began to move.

...

Rong Yi and Li Moxiao suddenly felt a little cold in their bodies.

This cold comes from the oppression of the breath of this practitioner and the woman in red.

Both of them can be regarded as first-class genius practitioners for the entire Southern Dynasty. However, before that, they did not have the experience of Lin Yi and Bai Yuelu facing practitioners in the realm of divine thoughts.

Compared to them, Lin Yi and Bai Yuelu's reactions seemed a little strange.

The woman in red became a little solemn, and her figure disappeared from the eaves where she was standing. The next moment, she landed in the alley, on the edge of the method array she felt. Then she raised her right hand without hesitation, and stretched out her five fingers slightly bent forward, as if she was holding an invisible ball in her hand.

A sword sounded in the air.

Unless deliberately hide or use some special means, almost all flying swords will make a shrill sound when flying.

The same was true when her flying sword forced out the Demon Sect's subordinate. Her voice was sharp and harsh. However, now her flying sword broke through the air, giving people a feeling of extreme violence, grandness and unstoppableness.

Her sword body was spinning wildly.

It's like a drill bit, or the axis in the wheels of a galloping carriage.

The sword tip cuts the air and then throws it out.

Around this flying sword, the energy that was sprinkled out gradually bloomed into a violent flower.

Controlling the flying sword, the only bantering expression on the woman in red completely disappeared, and her charming face was solemn and full of solemnity.
Chapter completed!