Yu Zhuoxi's eyes turned dark.

This mercury infiltrated his flesh and blood, making his entire face numb. The impact of the power in the mercury made him feel strongly dizzy and could no longer condense his true energy.

A dazzling golden light fell in front of him and stabbed Lin Yi fiercely.

Kunpeng Heavy Armor, it was not until this time that the Kunpeng Heavy Armor barely arrived.

puff!

On the edge of the shallow, a sergeant of Tie Ce Army who was sitting depressedly on the ground also spitted out a mouthful of blood. A huge wound was cut from his chest, and his internal organs flowed out of it. The injuries were so severe that he could not survive.

However, when he was dying, he looked at Lin Yi and used all his last strength. As the mouth of blood was spewing out, he sneered and said, "Do you still want some face?"

On such a battle of life and death, no party will be kind.

The Northern Wei soldier who slashed his chest was originally subconsciously trying to make up for another knife, but listening to his sneer, the Northern Wei soldier's body was shocked, but he could no longer step forward.

No Northern Wei people could reply to his words.

A hundred thousand people attacked thousands of people for several days but failed. Lin Yi fought against the Northern Wei practitioners with one force. For those Northern Wei practitioners who died under his command, he was a true junior.

At this time, he was really fighting alone with the practitioner in the Divine Thought Realm, but the practitioner in the Divine Thought Realm was still unable to kill him, but was severely injured and dying by him... In this situation, it was indeed a bit shameless to hide the heavy armor of Kunpeng and come again.

...

The tip of the spear, surrounded by golden flames, pierced Lin Yi's slightly sunken chest.

Lin Yi's left hand was instantly covered with crimson red mercury. With his stern shout, his left hand clenched his fist and directly hit the tip of the gun that was stabbed by Kunpeng's heavy armor!

There was a bang and a loud bang.

Lin Yi's body flew backwards and fell to the ground, splashing countless mud waves.

His left hand was in pain, and although his fist did not shatter directly, it quickly swelled, and even his five fingers were trembling and unable to hold them tightly.

However, his breath finally came out, and he had already won the time to breathe.

There was a muffled sound in his back. Before the opponent's spear stabbed again, his body seemed to be kicked hard from the side and flew out directly!

puff!

The spear surrounded by golden flames pierced into the soil.

The cultivator in the Kunpeng heavy armor, who maintained the stinging force, looked at Lin Yi's flying figure. He clearly did not have any damage, but his mouth was so dry that it could not be described in words.

In his opinion, Lin Yi should be dying.

However, Lin Yi's figure, who was flying out of the mud at this time, was as light as a butterfly as a powerful elephant in his perception.

Lin Yi did not go to take the heart of the river-Zhenghe Tower again.

Since he didn't want to fight this Kunpeng heavy armor head-on, he didn't need such heavy weapons.

The weight of his body gradually faded away, and he felt that the blood and blood flowed between his blood vessels became more smooth, and his body was so light that he felt that he could really fly to the sky.

The crystal light in the sky converged, and the Northern Wei Divine Thought Realm practitioner who had the desire to die before wanted to block the power of Yuan Taoist Yuan was shaking violently.

The water surface around his body was violently shaking, and circles of ripples kept blooming with water mist, as if a huge lotus was forming around his body.

This is a general in the White Bone Army.

He was wearing very ordinary leather armor, with the standard appearance and outfit of the Northern Wei and northern border people.

But at this time he could not stop Lin Yi, because the boat had already reached the beach.

The gaze of the cultivator in the blue shirt holding an umbrella fell on him, and he could no longer be distracted from dealing with Lin Yi.

....

There is a sound of apes in the forest.

When Lin Yi threw the Kunpeng heavy armor behind him and continued to sweep towards the Demon Sect member, a scholar and several followers stopped in a mountain forest not far from Zhongli City.

The scholar was not tall and had an ordinary appearance. He and several followers behind him walked in the mountains and forests, and did not even attract the attention of the monkeys in the mountains.

However, this seemingly ordinary scholar has countless dazzling auras in the minds of the southerners.

He is Ye Muyu, the vice president of the Nantianyuan, and the current emperor of the Southern Dynasty, the opposite sex brother of Jinlan.

At this time, he stopped and quietly looked at the forest ahead, on a large rock bulging like an eagle's beak.

There was nothing on the big rock, but after a breath, a man in black clothes appeared.

This is a man wearing a bamboo hat on his head. The black shirt on his body and the bamboo hat on his head are covered with flowers.

Under the shadow of Zhujia, his face seemed to be gentle and seemed to be smiling from time to time, but any line on his face was as sharp as a rock.

"I didn't expect you to come here."

Ye Muyu looked at the man in black and said seriously with some emotion.

The man in black smiled and said, "Since you want to go to Zhongli City, I have to come here."

Ye Muyu's appearance was calm, but the hands and feet of several followers behind him trembled slightly.

Not because of fear, but because of shock.

Because after He Xiuxing and Shen Yue died, Ye Muyu and the Northern Wei Demon Sect master opposite should be one of the closest people in the world to the Three Saints of the South Heaven.

Their battle should be the most peak battle in the world of cultivators after He Xiuxing and Shen Yue's death.

"Is Zhongli City really that important to you?"

Ye Muyu looked at the Demon Sect, looked at his face shrouded in the shadow of the bamboo hat, and asked.

"The people from the Southern Dynasties and the Northern Wei Dynasty are essentially no different, but there are more people studying in the Southern Dynasties, and many places have been educated for a long time, which has led to more cunning people in the Southern Dynasties than in the Northern Wei Dynasty. You have two armies against Luoyang, and Zhongshan Wang Yuanying has been forced to return to the rescue. If Zhongli cannot be defeated and Wei Rui's troops are temporarily dragged here, you will have the transportation of food and grass forever. Before the early winter comes, the Northern Wei will be defeated."

The Demon Sect still said peacefully: "It is still too disappointing to let Xiao Hong lead the army. Even the troops under his seat are not restrained. It really makes people sigh that planning is in people and success is in heaven."

"So even in your opinion, the possibility that the Southern Dynasties could win was greater than that of the Northern Wei Dynasty." Ye Muyu smiled and said, "Because the war depends on people, and the talented people in the Southern Dynasties seemed to be more."

"I don't think so completely."
Chapter completed!