As soon as the sword energy was raised, several Northern Wei practitioners already felt a little cold in their necks.

They shouted loudly, and the weapons in their hands burst out with energy, squeezing towards the sword light that shone out from the fire.

However, at this moment, the back of their heads suddenly became cold.

A gray sword shadow escaped their perception and cut through the back of their heads.

Several blood waterfalls gushed out from behind their heads, and their bodies fell forward.

Liang Sheng let go of the third sword.

The third sword kills the mother and son sword. The mother sword is used to deceive the other party's perception, while the real son sword is like the other party's shadow and does not attract attention at all.

He held the fourth sword.

This fourth sword is called Broken Heart.

With a puff.

As he slashed out the fourth sword, a ball of blood gushed out of his body.

A very fast flying sword pierced into his body, twisted it into his body, and then flew away.

However, his face was still quiet, and there was no sign of panic or pain in his eyes.

Because many years ago, the most terrifying injury on his body was not his eyes, but the depths of his internal organs.

He knew very well that as long as he flowed his true energy unrestrainedly, his meridians would not only be broken quickly, but also his heartbreak.

He himself called the fourth sword the heartbreak because he knew that when he casts this sword, his meridians would be broken and his heartbreak would be broken.

Compared with this kind of death-desperate injury, the Northern Wei Dynasty's flying sword only opened a blood hole in his body, and it would not let him die in an instant, so he didn't care at all.

"ah!"

The Northern Wei practitioners who rushed up immediately with armor-breaking weapons, including dozens of heavy armored cavalry rushing behind them, also let out a shocking scream at the same time.

Their eyes were all blind in an instant.

Liang Sheng's fourth sword did not kill anyone directly, but the violent sword energy shot countless Mars.

These Mars turned into straight lines of talismans, falling into the eyes of these practitioners and these heavy armored cavalrymen, instantly burning countless holes into their eyes.

Countless broken sounds sounded in Liang Sheng's body.

He knew he was about to die.

But he still held the fifth sword.

He wants to draw a perfect mark for himself and this battle.

The true energy that he could call in his body poured into his hands frantically, and then poured out frantically along the sword body.

His fifth sword is called Yuzai.

The moment Zhenyuan burst into the sword's rune, his sword was shattered.

Countless sword pieces, with a shrill sound of breaking through the air, and with all his last power, turned into countless slightly transparent white lines in the air, falling into the heavy armored cavalry formation that rushed towards him.

The war horse that rushed in front suddenly cracked open.

The rider on its body also cracked.

Next is the second and third riders in the rear.

These war horses and the riders on the saddle were covered with thick leather armor, which could not even penetrate the arrows, and many key parts were covered with black iron sheets. However, between these white lines, they were like fragile pieces of paper and tofu cut by the thread.

Puff puff puff puff...

Countless balls of minced meat and broken internal organs fell to the ground at the same time, rolling on the ground, gushing out heat.

When these minced meat and broken internal organs fell to the ground, the heavy armored cavalry behind them could barely react. They almost instinctively used all their might to pull up the reins, and countless painful neighs sounded at the same time.

These war horses stopped and stood up like humans.

Many war horses collided heavily with the riders on their bodies, and many famous cavalrymen flew out uncontrollably.

This heavy armored cavalry is the elite of the White Bone Army. They are real desperate people. However, as the dozens of colleagues in front of them suddenly turned into pieces on the ground, their faces became extremely pale, their bodies trembled uncontrollably, and a large amount of sour water surged in their stomachs.

Each of them wanted to vomit.

Liang Sheng could not see such a picture, but he felt all this.

He was very satisfied with the last sword of his life.

So he calmly accepted death and greedily took a gulp of the last breath of air he left in this world.

He fell backwards and died.

However, he did not fall to the ground.

Because Lin Yi's hand fell on his back.

Lin Yi supported him, turned around silently, and handed him over to a Golden Crow Cavalry behind him.

The golden crow rider solemnly held Liang Sheng's body and passed it to the rear.

Lin Yi's eyes drooped slightly.

His eyes fell on the four remaining swords of Liang Sheng.

He reached out and inserted all four swords behind him.

Liang Sheng has passed away, but his four swords are still there.

These four swords that constantly reflect light in the sun are also the pride of Jiange.

"What are you waiting for! Rush over!"

A loud shout came from the shore of Jiangxinzhou.

A Northern Wei general looked at the reflection of the swords with an extremely ugly expression.

He knew very well about the mood of each heavy armored cavalry at this time, but he knew more that the more hesitated, the more he felt that fear and vomiting would dominate the cavalry and disintegrate all the morale of the cavalry.

The sound of iron hooves roared again.

The heavy iron hooves trampled among the broken flesh and internal organs, splashing blood flowers.

The loud noise shocked everyone, and the sound overwhelmed the roar of the iron hooves.

They are all armor-breaking weapons that the Northern Wei practitioners had previously planned to use against him.

So they are all very sharp.

Lin Yi stabbed a spear.

He easily pierced the body of a heavy armored cavalry that was racing, picked up and threw it out.

He stabbed the spear again, the same was true.

He speared on his left and right spear, constantly provoking a famous heavy armored cavalry, and then threw it into their rear formation.

He didn't seem to be killing the enemy again, but he was like a farmer who was constantly picking up straws from the grains in the autumn-harvest village, and picked the straws to the firewood piles with skillful and terrible frequency.

"Dong!"

A war horse that had lost control crashed into him.

The war horse's head exploded on his body, and blood splattered everywhere, but his body only shook slightly, but he did not retreat.

The heavy armored cavalry flew out one after another, and the war horses and cavalry in the rear collided with each other, and the sound of bangs and bangs.

This heavy armored cavalry of the White Bone Army, which first launched the charge, was defeated in an instant in front of him.

On Jiangxinzhou, countless Northern Wei soldiers led by Xi Ruyu were blank in their minds, but a thought echoed. It turned out that even the White Bone Army, who killed the mad Yang Dian, was the same in front of this young Southern Dynasty practitioner.

"Run!Run!Run!"

A burst of sharp shouts kept ringing.
Chapter completed!