The dynamics of any battle can change quickly because some of the most important people in the battle will make different decisions from time to time.

The old worshipper of the Qi family was in a sedan chair under the city wall at this time.

Through the thick wall, he could clearly hear the slightest sound of water on the other side of the wall, including the subtle traces of vitality walking.

The flying sword, hidden in a pool of blood, had already been noticed by him like a sinister poisonous snake when it began to sneak up against the wall.

He guessed that Qi Zhuji at this time might not be able to deal with this flying sword, and the fact was the same.

He does have a serious cleanliness habit, so after he arrived in Zhongli City, he asked people to find an extremely clean and comfortable sedan chair, but at this moment, the thick smell of blood on the wall continued to pour into his nose, and the most important thing was that the blood foam that flew down made the sedan chair curtain slowly turn crimson.

His heart was a little restless.

Even he, in his life, has rarely experienced such a tragic battle.

Are there two or three such battles?

I don't remember exactly.

But there was never a time when it was so bad for him.

Since he made a move, he always had to do something, and after thinking about it, he changed his mind at the beginning.

The curtain in front of him snapped along the top edge of the bridge, and the crack was so neat that it seemed to have been cut in an instant by a very fast pair of scissors.

At the moment when the sedan curtain fell to the ground, Mr. Chen, who was a mysterious origin even in the Qi family, had already appeared above the city wall.

His figure was too fast, faster than many cultivators could perceive, but the Northern Wei cultivator who had just lost his flying sword and spewed out a mouthful of blood first felt the danger.

Without the slightest hesitation, the moment this Northern Wei cultivator felt the danger, he let out a loud roar, and the true yuan in his body gushed out wildly, turning around and rushing out towards the state.

However, even so, in the perception of this Northern Wei cultivator, a dark cloud as heavy as a mountain fell in an instant and fell on his body.

Poof.

It's like a ball of dandelions being blown away.

The upper body of this rampaging Northern Wei cultivator directly shattered and disappeared, and the shredded flesh and rags flew into the distance with the air waves.

An ochre-colored sword whistled and flew back above the walls.

This sword was shorter than a normal sword, but it was also a little more generous, much like the heavy sword used by some small but powerful warriors, and no one would associate such a sword with the flying sword used by a cultivator.

However, this sword is just a flying sword.

Everyone was shocked and speechless when they looked at such a picture.

Even Qi Zhuji's breathing had stopped, and in his perception, this sword was like a thunderbolt falling from the sky, a huge mountain that was extremely heavy.

He didn't know much about his family's offering, but he had occasionally seen this old worshipper sword before, this old worshipper was good at pointing swords, and was good at all kinds of invisible sword qi, but he didn't seem to be good at flying swords before, even if he used flying swords, he had seen this kind of flying sword twice before.

He also didn't expect that when the full force of the Divine Mind Realm attacked and killed such a cultivator as the other party, his power would be violent to such an extent.

He is not Lin Yi.

Compared with Lin Yi, he is more like a flower that a noble person puts in the window and cares for carefully.

Even though he had been with the cultivators of the Divine Mind Realm since he was a child, he still couldn't help but tremble at this time, he was already brave enough, but when such a terrifying attack that was too different from himself swept in, he still felt deep fear.

......

Mr. Chen Da stood next to a battle flag.

The battle flag was originally hunting in the night wind, but at this time, it was stirred by the aura on his body, and it made a crackling sound.

Mr. Chen Da frowned, feeling the rapid passage of the precious True Yuan, but he didn't stop there.

The broad flying sword did not fly directly into the air and then fall back in front of him, but wrapped around a great force, like a hoe, along the wall, in the direction of the pile of corpses on the wall.

The Northern Wei army on the water instantly saw a terrible scene.

The sword sent out a huge wave of blood.

Most of the Northern Wei soldiers who were climbing were shattered without the ability to resist, throwing out the flesh and blood in their bodies, and then a deafening collapse sound sounded, and several cloud ladders broke and collapsed at the same time.

The flying sword itself emitted a loud buzzing sound from the constant impact, giving the impression that it was almost disintegrating, but it did not stop harvesting life.

When it appeared above the city wall with a wave of blood, it swept past the crowd of Northern Wei soldiers who had already climbed the wall.

The sword light swept three times, and the wall suddenly seemed empty.

Then everything slowed down.

Several Northern Wei sergeants stopped.

They found that in just one or two breaths, all of their colleagues in front of them or behind them, left and right, had fallen.

They are only able to stand because they are on the very edge.

......

The Northern Wei general with a round hat looked up at the few remaining Northern Wei sergeants on the wall, he was silent for a moment, his eyes showed mixed emotions, and then he raised his hand and gave the order to collect the army.

He didn't expect that the Southern Dynasty Divine Mind Realm cultivator in the city would make such a violent move.

That is indeed a very powerful Divine Thought Realm cultivator, and he should also be a strong person in the top position in the Divine Mind Realm.

Just by using such means against the enemy, the loss of true elements must be very drastic.

Since the other party had decided not to leave the precious True Yuan to the cultivators above the Divine Mind Realm who would definitely come on his side, he could only make a change.

It's not that he is suddenly reluctant to exchange the life of a sergeant for this person's true element, but that this harvesting of life has begun to disintegrate the morale of his army.

If he didn't collect the army, he would no longer be able to control the army.

There was no problem with his judgment.

Even those Northern Wei soldiers who were burned red by the death of their companions felt a deep sense of despair.

The despair squeezed out their blood like ice, and then they felt fear and deep exhaustion.

Everyone was feeling tired.

Whether it is these Northern Wei sergeants on the pontoon bridge on the water, or the Southern Dynasty sergeants on the wall.

Even the Southern Dynasty soldiers on the city wall did not have the joy of victory, they looked at the corpses of some dead companions in front of them, and they were so tired that they did not even want to drag them out of the corpses of the Northern Wei soldiers.

Especially looking at some stumps that can't be put together, many people want to cry.

The summer breeze was obviously hot, but everyone felt cold.

Except for those Northern Wei generals, everyone wanted to see the sunrise soon.

None of the generals on the Southern side could bear to urge these soldiers to clean up the battlefield or destroy the piles of debris on the pontoon bridge below, because they knew that this fatigue came not only from the body, but also from the heart.

Wang Chaozong stood silently in front of a True Yuan Heavy Armor.

The cultivator inside this Southern Dynasty's True Yuan Heavy Armor was his colleague, and his cultivation was even stronger than him. This True Yuan Heavy Armor was the same heavy armor that had previously sent out a flying sword outside the southern city, but at this time, the cultivator inside had stopped breathing, and even the heavy armor was difficult to remove from him after it was transformed, and the two seemed to be completely integrated.

At this time, the east was still only white.

There is still at least half an hour before the actual sunrise.

But the summer day dawns early, and time still flies too slowly.

"Bring the wine. ”

He took a deep breath and bowed to the cultivator in the True Yuan Heavy Armor, and then shouted to some of the sergeants beside him.

Wine can make people feel impulsive, but the most useful thing is to relieve sorrow.

At this time, there was not only plenty of food and grass in the city, but also a lot of spirits.

Wang Chaozong turned around and looked at the Northern Wei people who had fought with him all night on the water, he could be sure that these Northern Wei people who had traveled long distances even if they brought a lot of weapons, but they definitely couldn't bring the spirits that could make the whole army drink bitterly.