Under the same level of practice, the strength of a practitioner is often determined by the secret techniques he has practiced.

Most of the secret techniques are all kinds of strange and secret real energy methods.

Many powerful sects have been powerful in the past hundreds of years because some unique methods are unknown to others and cannot practice, and they can defeat the enemy with one move.

It is no exaggeration to say that the secret technique of the true essence is a standard for distinguishing the combat power of practitioners at the same level.

Wanjuan Cave was a place of practice that had been powerful for many years in the Northern Wei Dynasty, with some powerful secret techniques.

The more powerful the true secret technique, the more difficult it is to practice and comprehend.

He is the best among them, but he never expected that he would meet a practitioner who simply ignored his true energy methods.

Before, he was a very proud practitioner because among practitioners of the same realm and age, he could hardly find an opponent.

However, at this moment, he was defeated with one punch.

How could he be proud?

His head hangs down.

He bowed to Lin Yi, who had just stood firm, and then turned around.

He didn't say anything, and didn't even say a word of admit defeat, but everyone knew that he had admitted defeat.

...

The Northern Wei army on the shore opposite Zhongli North Wall fell into silence again.

The Northern Wei soldiers who had just cheered looked at the lonely figure of the practitioner, and their faces gradually froze, and their hearts were even more uncomfortable than this practitioner.

Some practitioners and the great figures on the luxurious chariots were originally quiet and indifferent, but now they gradually couldn't bear it. The casualties of ordinary soldiers were from both sides, which seemed very normal to them. However, when such a person faced the challenge of an army, he was humiliating all the Northern Wei practitioners.

"The flying sword is not afraid! He is not afraid of competing power, he is not afraid of true energy means, and he is not afraid of even fighting in this way! Then what exactly is he afraid of!"

A noble man sitting in the carriage became angry, his voice broke the silence and echoed in the army: "If you can't figure it out, if there is no new way to win, don't go to show off with this person again!"

Listening to such a voice, many people's faces became even more ugly. This nobleman came from a certain clan in Luoyang. This time he came to build military achievements with the army, and several powerful practitioners were followed by him. Even this nobleman himself was a practitioner who was in the realm of inheriting the heaven and was infinitely close to the realm of divine thoughts.

But at this time, the anger of this nobleman was clearly known. Even this nobleman and all the practitioners around him were unable to solve problems like Lin Yi.

"It's not just a flying sword, a force, a true energy method, endurance, and even close-fitting martial arts. This person has a Dan Mercury Sword, and you can see the footwork just now. He is practicing the Cold Sword, and I heard that even Li Moxiao, who is known as the Little Martial Saint, was defeated by his hands."

Around one arrow from the angry noble man in Luoyang, more than ten practitioners gathered together. The costumes of these more than ten Northern Wei practitioners were different. Among them, two generals wearing general armor had obviously different armor patterns, and obviously they all came from different armies or practice places.

At this time, the person speaking was a young man wearing a moon-white long gown and dressed as a scholar.

He was very handsome. Although he was on a long journey, his hair was not messy at all, and even his nails were trimmed very neatly.

He frowned deeply at Lin Yi standing on the floating bridge, "Even if it is impossible to do so from the speed of perception. Judging from the judgment and reaction of this person holding the flying sword in his previous hand, his perception will not be below us."

"It's difficult to lose both sides."

A middle-aged Northern Wei practitioner wearing a crimson robe and looking like a ritual official said in a cold voice: "He was wearing a Tianpi Treasure Clothes. He had easily endured the arrows of the practitioners. His feet and hands had protective gear. His only weakness was his head. However, since he felt that it might even be beyond us, it would be almost impossible to hit his head. Strictly speaking, it was unfair to protect him like this."

"It's unfair and can't be mentioned."

The handsome man wearing a moon-white long gown smiled bitterly, "According to military situations, he traveled a long distance from Taoist City and fought for another night. Now he is fighting continuously. If you want to say it is unfair, he is more qualified to say it is unfair."

"Can only practitioners in the realm of divine thoughts be able to deal with him? If practitioners in the realm of divine thoughts take action against a junior like him, what's the difference between us and we crush him with a large army?"

A general wearing a heavy bronze armor became anxious and spoke in anger.

"This man is by no means a reasonable practitioner, and we are all normal practitioners who practice under the laws of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth." The face of the handsome man wearing a moon-white robe became extremely solemn and solemn. "A normal practitioner like us cannot deal with an abnormal practitioner like him, unless he is a subordinate of the Demon Sect."

"The subordinates of the Demon Sect will not be dispatched by us, and it is even more impossible for us to know when to take action." The general who became anxious quickly calmed down when he heard the four words of the Demon Sect and said in a cold voice.

"The most important thing is that we are all normal practitioners, but the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is not normal now." An extremely cold voice sounded, "I also want you to pursue glory without regrets. Even when you think about this many years later, you will not feel guilty or shadows in your heart. However, if this young Southern Dynasty practitioner can survive, he will really become a monster in this spiritual wasteland. So if you have any insurmountable knot in your heart, you can attribute your sins to my head. This is my command."

These practitioners looked back suddenly and saw that the military advisor who was leading this army at this time was the one who spoke.

"Tuoba Chi, go."

The military advisor calmly looked on the two practitioners in the Divine Thought Realm among these people. He finally selected one of them and said, "You are not famous, and your martial arts are good at concealing true power. If you kill him, no one will think that you must be a practitioner in the Divine Thought Realm."

"If you feel uncomfortable, you will think that this is my order."

The military advisor said slowly: "If you think it's despicable, it's not that you're despicable, but that I'm despicable."

All of these people feel a little uncomfortable.

However, no one could disobey the orders of this military advisor, and even the two practitioners present in the divine mind realm could not.

The practitioner of the Divine Thought Realm who was named by him took a deep breath and walked slowly.

This is a cultivator wearing dark green soft armor, and he looks only over thirty years old.
Chapter completed!