Wei Guanxing glanced back at him and made a look, which means that I have done too much of this kind of thing, and I have long lost the freshness, let alone practice, and you are the main general of the first army, so it is naturally up to you.

On the other side of his body, Rong Yi was a little nervous.

He gripped one of his swords tightly, thinking... Is it really good to do that?

Especially when he saw that there were still two immobile cultivators sitting in the carriage in front of him, and then he saw that there were also cultivators among those sergeants, he became even more nervous, wondering if there would be any problems with this trip.

Because he was really nervous, the water vapor in his hands and on the sword was stimulated by the breath that naturally oscillated from his body.

His right hand and the periphery of the sword formed a large mist, and the mist became more and more fine, more and more like a cloud, enveloping his entire body.

Lin Yi hadn't had time to speak at this time.

On the carriage at the front, the cultivator who was gentle and elegant among the two brocade-clothed worshippers, and he couldn't see any weapons in his hands, had already sensed Rong Yi's nervousness from such a picture.

"It's the enemy. ”

So he quickly whispered those three words.

"Put!"

Without any hesitation, the green-shirted cultivator who was holding a long knife and pointed diagonally at Lin Yi and the others shouted.

Whew!

The five archers in the train each shot two arrows at an astonishing speed, and the frequency of their movements was also surprisingly consistent, and the five feathered arrows shot in the front and back batches were actually cramped to make two piercing sounds.

The arrows of these ten arrows are all blue, and there are unique grooves on the arrows, at this time, they break through the rain curtain and fly, and they are twisted and flying like snakes in the air, which is very weird.

Lin Yi was stunned.

It was not because the speed and path of these arrows were beyond his imagination, but because he didn't expect the other party to be so decisive that he had already started directly without waiting for him to speak.

"No, leave it to me. ”

He muttered dissatisfiedly, and at the moment he spoke, he drew his sword.

In the world of cultivators, it is not true that the first strike is necessarily superior.

A sword light lit up.

It was just a sword, and all the ten arrows that roared were cut off, and they were miserable and swirling in the rain.

Of course, these archers are very skilled in archery, but for him, these arrows are too slow.

Too slowly, and any changes become redundant.

In the rain curtain, the faces of the five extremely stoic archers turned pale in an instant.

They had fought many cultivators, but they had never seen anyone be able to cut off their arrows with a single sword.

In the carriage, Shen Kun's eyes suddenly lit up, "Wonderful!"

The red-clothed Daoist's brows furrowed slightly, but he still praised softly and pertinently: "Good swordsmanship." ”

The five archers did not shoot again.

The sergeants around them, including the majestic green-shirted cultivator with a long knife in hand, did not make any movements, and in the next moment, although their complexions changed, their figures were like stone sculptures, motionless.

Lin Yi always felt that he had to say something.

In his subconscious, even if the two armies are fighting, if they are in a confrontation, it seems that the generals of the two sides will inevitably ask for a name, for example, I am the general of the Southern Dynasty, I don't kill the nameless rat under the sword, and the barbarian on the opposite side will report his name.

It's just that no one wants to say anything to him.

The arrows he had cut off were still swirling in the rain curtain, constantly rolling up splashes of different sizes, and the cultivator who had been caressing the white jade flute raised his eyebrows.

As his eyebrows raised up on his face, the sleeve of his left hand vibrated with a terrifying frequency, and with a bang, a silver shadow flew out, tearing through the rain curtain and rising into the air.

The sword intent and the sound of breaking the air fell from the sky, this flying sword didn't want to hide its existence too much, but when it was flying, it was still constantly hiding behind different raindrops that fell straight down, just with the help of these raindrops contaminated with the acceleration of sword qi, it was easy to confuse the cultivator's perception.

At this time, Xiao Suxin's perception was like this.

She felt a lot of flying swords falling straight in the sky, and for a moment she couldn't really determine where the sword was flying.

It's just that this sword can't hide Lin Yi's perception.

He could easily lock the sword path of this sword, and this ease made Lin Yi a little puzzled at this time.

This flying sword seems to be a little weaker than Rong Yi's flying sword that has just started practicing flying swords.

It's a dangerous feeling.

Lin Yi raised his head and squinted his eyes, he believed that this sword would have a back move... Unlike ordinary cultivators, he is the kind of cultivator who feels more dangerous, the more he can force his own potential, otherwise he would not fight the danger of constantly being injured, and he will directly practice by fighting with Rongyi.

The sword in his hand swung upward.

The sword light traveled through the falling raindrops, and there was a loud bang, and the shattered raindrops were swept up by the wind with his sword light, and it was like a water dragon being lifted by Lin Yi, rushing out with his sword.

The moment the sword momentum was formed, the muddy water under Lin Yi's feet suddenly deformed, and then splattered at a terrifying speed.

Lin Yi jumped up.

Just by virtue of the strength of his physical body, his figure burst out with terrifying speed like a boulder thrown by a catapult.

The sword light and the water dragon directly met the flying sword that fell straight down.

This jump, Lin Yi is only fighting for that minute.

He was going to knock it down before it changed.

Bang!

There was a muffled jolt in the air.

Countless raindrops shattered into powder, like a dream bubble.

The flying sword was like a lifeless dragonfly, it flew out first in the mist, and it was directly slashed by Lin Yi, shattering all the true elements contained in the sword, but looking at this flying sword, the brocade worship whose sleeves were still trembling to himself, there was no shock in his eyes.

His body did not resonate violently because of the destruction of his flying sword.

A powerful True Yuan had already rushed out from the tips of his fingers and landed on the white jade flute in his hand.

There was a whimpering flute instantly.

Who would have thought that his flute was not for blowing.

As the weeping whimpering whistle sounded, an invisible force vibrated in the air.

In the space between him and Lin Yi, many planes suddenly appeared.

It's like an invisible knife cutting through the rain curtain, forming a straight shadow.

The unique voice rushed into Lin Yi's body with a unique True Yuan power, and at the same time, the eyes of the other elegant brocade-clothed worshipper moved slightly, and in the mud not far in front of Lin Yi, a sword shadow flew out silently along with a piece of flying muddy water.

The shadow of the sword was gray, and it looked like a piece of muddy water.

"It turns out that this flying sword is just a disguise, and your real means is not the flying sword, but the method of sonic shock. ”

Such a voice sounded in Lin Yi's heart. It turns out that the change is not in this flying sword.

The power that poured into his body with the sound of the flute traveled through his meridians, searching for his true element, wanting to cause the vibration and turbulence of his true element, imprisoning or shattering his true element.

However, the meridians in Lin Yi's body were empty.

There was no true element in his body in the first place, so how could he break it with the method of breaking the true element?

So when the flying sword that had quietly hidden in the mud in front of him from some point of nowhere, he even remembered a joke recorded in the notes of a miscellaneous book he had read.

The joke in the notebook said that there was a demon king who was invincible, and whoever made an enemy of him would quickly be eaten out of his brain, but there was a fool in the village who dared to be an enemy of that demon king, and in the end he defeated that demon king.

Later, everyone wondered how a fool could win the demon king, but the fool said, because everyone said that I had no brains since I was a child, and he couldn't eat my brains, of course I wasn't afraid of him, and I won later.

It's a very cold joke.

But there was much more to the notebook at the time, and there was more to the joke than to think about, such as courage.