The sword and the sword intersected, making a huge tremor, and both of them were shaken back and retreated.

Qi Zhuji shook further away. His hand holding the sword kept trembling. The tiger's mouth had cracked open, and the sticky blood began to fill the palm of his palm.

It hurts a lot.

It was difficult for him to understand why Lin Yi was so painful.

But the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he became a little proud, and he would always get used to it in the future.

The Northern Wei general was just shocked and roared in his body, and he wanted to strongly mobilize his true energy to chase and kill him. However, at this moment, he felt a chill in the back of his head.

Without any hesitation, the Northern Wei general shouted loudly, grabbed Xiao Suxin's flying sword in his hand like lightning, like catching a dragonfly.

Xiao Suxin groaned, her flying sword trembled violently in the hands of the Northern Wei general, but no blood broke out between the palms and fingers of the Northern Wei general, but it brought out a hoarse and ugly sound and a fluffy spark.

There were three thin silver chains on the left hand of this Northern Wei general. At this time, under the sway of his true energy, these three thin silver chains were like three silver snakes, biting Xiao Suxin's flying sword tightly.

Qi Zhuji's face changed drastically, not because he was in danger, but when Xiao Suxin and the Northern Wei general were in a stalemate, a spear broke through the air and pointed at Xiao Suxin's throat.

This spear is longer than an ordinary spear, and longer means more difficult to control. However, this spear stabbed out from the crowded crowd behind the Northern Wei general, which was extremely agile, fast but strange and without any sound. Even the Northern Wei soldiers holding the gun did not attract the attention of Qi Zhuji and Xiao Suxin before.

Xiao Suxin felt that he couldn't avoid it.

She wanted to abandon the sword directly.

However, at this moment, a figure blocked her.

There was a crisp sound when it was.

The spear tip was slapped away by a sword and picked up into the air.

The man raised his spear up with a sword, but he did not stop. He shouted loudly, and the sword in his hand blew up, and a wave of air visible to the naked eye rushed towards the Northern Wei general with the bronze sword light.

The Northern Wei general was still locking Xiao Suxin's flying sword tightly, but facing such a sword, he still had the strength to slash out without showing any weakness.

There was a dull sound of bang.

The man's sword pressed against his long sword, and then pressed the weight of his body up, without retreating.

The Northern Wei general bent his knees and suddenly realized something, and he looked angry on his face, and he was about to curse when he opened his mouth. However, the moment he opened his mouth, he could no longer make a sound, and blood gushed out of his throat.

Qi Zhuji pulled the sword out of the throat of the Northern Wei general with expressionless face, allowing the blood sprayed from the other party's wound to rush on his arm like a waterfall.

The firelight in front of the Northern Wei general was dark. He knew that he was facing death next, but the fear of death was overwhelmed by his anger. A strange sound rang out from his throat, as if he wanted to scold him.

With a thud, the practitioner who used his sword to press his long sword had already kicked him in the chest and kicked him backwards.

At this time, Qi Zhuji saw the man's face clearly. His skin was dark. He was one of the seven young practitioners who joined the Tie Ce Army after Lin Yi and Ni Yunshan's sword fight against the sword fighting against Jiange's enrollment in the Tie Ce Army.

His name is Situ Nian, and Qi Zhuji is also very familiar with this person's name. That's because Situ Nian is very special among these seven young practitioners. He did not intend to join the Tie Ce Army at that time, but because he had a grudge against Xiao Jin, he came to join the Tie Ce Army.

Such a person seems to be a big trouble and hidden danger to Qi Zhuji, but since Lin Yi decided to join Tie Cejun, he did not object.

He did not expect that Situ Nian was so outstanding that he was much stronger than the other six young practitioners.

At this moment, in the light of his eyes, the other six young practitioners could not even keep calm. Several of them could not control their true energy because of fear. When they had not killed many Northern Wei soldiers, they had already squandered their true energy.

Situ Nian coughed gently, he stabilized the breath in his body and looked ahead vigilantly.

Qi Zhuji took a step back, reached his side, and said indifferently: "If you die here, you will not have the chance to seek revenge on Xiao Jin."

Situ Nian heard his joke, and smiled sarcastically, saying, "I'm just sure that if I want to get it, I must give."

Qi Zhuji fell silent.

He thought that this principle was good after all.

A hysterical roar sounded, and the Northern Wei soldiers squeezed by the heavy armor of the Southern Dynasty were stabbed by spears. At this time, many seriously injured and dying soldiers and soldiers behind who had completely killed their eyes seemed to have completely forgotten the pain of their bodies, abandoned the natural fear of the fragile body for those sharp metal objects, and instead pushed them out frantically.

A large amount of broken flesh and blood were flying in the air, and these heavy armored soldiers of the Southern Dynasty were unstable and retreated continuously.

The Northern Wei soldiers kept climbing up to the city wall, and were surrounded by the Southern Dynasties and chopped.

Only when every Northern Wei soldiers fell weakly and died in a pool of blood could they kill a Southern Dynasty soldier.

This still seems to be a disproportionate, one-sided massacre.

However, any sober person knows the extreme dangers contained in it.

Because the Southern Dynasties in the city had only more than 3,000 troops, and the maximum number of people on the north wall was more than 2,000. However, the number of Northern Wei troops attacking the water surface on the north wall alone exceeded 7,000.

Even if such casualties continue to strangle, even if this Northern Wei army can only exchange 5,000 people for the lives of one thousand people in the Southern Dynasty, the defenders of the North Wall may collapse.

Because at that time, the Northern Wei army would have more than 2,000 people on the water surface, and the Southern Dynasties army on the north wall would have only more than 1,000 people at most, and these more than 1,000 people would have been extremely exhausted. Even the practitioners among them would probably have exhausted their true energy.

Of course, all battle formations are changing rapidly, and it is impossible to infer it purely in this way. The real situation may be even more difficult for this Zhongli City.

The Northern Wei general who was dancing with his right eye and wearing a strange round hat was silently watching the battle on the city. After the mighty Northern Wei general was killed by Qi Zhuji and others, he finally stretched out his hand and recruited a cultivator from a tent behind him.

This practitioner is also very tall and strong, especially his arms are thicker than ordinary people. The thighs of many scholars in the Southern Dynasties are probably not as thick as his arms.

He was carrying a bow on his back, which was a strong iron-tied bow, which looked very big.

But the most noticeable thing is the arrow bag he carried.

His archery bag is several times larger than the one carried by an ordinary archer, and it is very heavy.

He walked towards a fixed merchant ship and stood on the bow. Most archers in the world could not shoot to the position above the north wall, and then shot a direct arrow.

Qi Zhuji suddenly became alert.

An unusually harsh noise rang in the air.

Then it was like a thunderous thunder.

A heavy armored soldier in the Southern Dynasty screamed, and a dazzling spark exploded from the armor in front of him.

The arrow made his breastplate crack, and the broken breastplate tear the flesh and blood to reveal the broken bones inside. But what made Qi Zhuji breathe suddenly was not the miserable situation of the heavy armored sergeant, but the arrow exploded on the heavy armored sergeant's breastplate, but it was not just a simple shatter. It was like some special weapons, sputtering violently, and each piece of debris caused a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

Many screams rang out at the same time.

These sharp fragments do not pose any threat to practitioners, but they pose a fatal threat to ordinary soldiers.

Because this arrow is poisonous.

He smelled a familiar sweet smell.
Chapter completed!