After exiting this step, she coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Along with this mouthful of blood, some broken soul power was shaken out of her mouth, and the black scarf covering her face was completely torn apart.
Her retreat was blocked by heavy cavalry. When one of the heavy cavalry saw her injured and coughing up blood and retreating, he thought an opportunity had come and drove his horse and stabbed her in the back with his heavy sword.
However, the heavy rider's eyes froze for an instant, and he saw faint green lines still appearing in the air.
He only felt that his skin and heart were violently shocked at the same time, and then his heart ruptured. The heavy rider's eyes instantly turned blood red, and blood spurted out of his mouth with extremely high pressure. He fell and died.
The dazzling light yellow light was still vibrating violently between the palms of the old practitioner's palms, but the skin of his right hand turned black and blue, like a stiff rock.
Under the cutting of the faint green runic lines, his sword still could not really penetrate and fall on Qin Xiyue's body, but he watched the black scarf on Qin Xiyue's face shatter and watched her cough.
Xue, looking at her pale but still breathtakingly beautiful face, the old-looking practitioner sighed with regret, took a step forward again, and held out a sword.
At this moment, Xie Ying, who had just jumped onto the opponent's war horse and knocked a heavy rider away with one shoulder, started to roar.
Just now, a heavy sword cut a bloody gash on his back, but at the same time, the spear pierced the eye socket of the heavy rider, and Huang Tingchi, who forcibly broke the neck of the heavy rider, also roared fiercely.
Many Yunqin soldiers also shouted.
Because whether they are practitioners in the army or ordinary elite soldiers, they have already seen that it is impossible for Qin Xiyue to withstand this sword.
…
Qin Xiyue raised her head calmly.
She did not look at the sword that was stabbing her. There seemed to be no existence of the sword in her eyes, even though the sword from Thousand Demons Cave was extremely bright, like countless gems of different colors shining in the sun.
She just looked at the general Da Mang who was holding a mottled spear in his hand, adjusting his breath and commanding the entire heavy cavalry army.
The reckless general was horrified.
He felt Qin Xiyue's intention, and the soul power in his body surged out so hard that the bones of the horse under him made a sound, and his body was about to break away from the saddle and fly backwards.
The old-looking cultivator also sensed Qin Xiyue's intention. His face became solemn, and the soul power of the long sword poured into his arm. In an instant, it became more intense, and the sword glow became brighter.
At this moment, Qin Xiyue penetrated the remaining soul power into the small green flower-like bell on her wrist, letting the light green lines spread towards the great general in the tragic air, and at the same time prepared to meet death
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At this moment, many pictures and faces of many people appeared in her mind.
She was about to die together with the great Mang general.
…
However, at this time, Lin Xi didn't want this to happen.
For Lin Xi, who loves beautiful scenery and many things in this world, life, especially her own life, is the most cherished thing.
If you want to save someone, the price is your own life, will you save it?
Lin Xi himself couldn't give a definite answer to such a question, unless he really faced such a moment. But in Biluo Mausoleum, Jiang Yu'er stood behind him. She died, but he survived. The moment after he woke up, that
With such heartache, he no longer needs to consider such a problem. He can be very sure that if there is such a moment in the future, unless he dies first, he will never let any friend he cares about die in front of him.
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The sacred tree flying crane is still far away from the battlefield.
Even when the old-faced Da Mang practitioner, who should have been born in the Thousand Demons Cave, handed out the second sword in front of him, except for Lin Xi, Gao Yanan and Bian Linghan could not even see Qin Xiyue and this Da Mang clearly.
The adversary status of practitioners.
Heavy cavalry on the battlefield look very small in the sky.
At such a distance, especially in the unprecedented fighting method of shooting in high-altitude winds, it was almost impossible for even Tong Wei to hit the target accurately.
But Lin Xi can.
He was in a calm mood, using his best condition to take the "big black" from Bian Linghan's hand, then pulled the three strings and shot an arrow.
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It seemed as if a rift suddenly appeared between heaven and earth.
A strange force fell from the sky like a black thread.
The speed of this black line spreading in the air was too fast, exceeding the limit of the eyesight of ordinary people and even ordinary low-level practitioners. Therefore, most people on the battlefield were completely unaware of it and did not feel any strange changes at all.
However, in the perception of Da Mang cultivator holding a bright long sword in his hand, this black line is actually a dark night that appears almost directly above his head.
It wasn't that the power was so powerful that it was like a heaven and earth descending directly, but because in this extremely short period of time, he couldn't sense where this power came from, and he didn't even have time to sense the specific trajectory of this blow.
So in the world of his perception, it was a dark night, a dark night that he couldn't figure out at all and didn't know where the real danger was.
His heart was filled with endless fear, and a shrill scream came from his mouth. At this moment, he also made a choice. He just wanted to kill Qin Xiyue in front of him and die with Qin Xiyue.
However, the speed of the soul soldier's arrows is even faster than an ordinary flying sword, and of course faster than his body's movement and the long sword in his hand.
Then his body suddenly froze.
When the tip of his sword had already touched the armor on Qin Xiyue's chest, the darkness fell on him. Only then did he finally sense where the blow landed on him with the touch of his skin.
In the world of his perception, this dark night finally turned into a black line, falling between his eyebrows.
His body and the long sword in his hand stopped suddenly, and then he fell back. A bright red crack appeared in the middle of his eyebrows, and a dark red crack also appeared in the back of his head. The blood was filled with powerful power.
Poof spurted out from the crack in the back of his head and shot onto the ground.
The light green talisman line was cut on the spear in the hand of General Da Mang who was flying backwards from the horse.
The spear's brilliance dimmed like it was rapidly rusting. General Da Mang could not hold the spear. Looking at the faint green that continued to spread towards his chest, an unusually determined look appeared in his eyes. He let go and all his soul power gathered.
On the left hand, punch out.
The green light disappeared, the soul power and armor covering his entire arm shattered, and his entire left arm shattered and fell from his body.
Qin Xiyue felt disappointed immediately.
She was not able to kill the great general, but only broke one of his arms.
However, in the next moment, her heart was filled with surprise and warmth.
She did not die. The opponent's sword tip only left shallow scratches on her armor. The person who could have killed her fell on her back. In her perception, the blow came from the sky.
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General Da Mang, who had lost his arm, looked up at the sky in fear and pain.
It was only then that the sergeants on both sides began to react and began to be shocked.
Qin Xiyue turned her head and looked at the sky.
She saw, among the pale white clouds, a sacred tree flying crane, flying down rapidly at the speed of a meteorite.
A warmer smile began to appear at the corner of her mouth.
Because she was certain that only that guy could shoot the practitioner opposite her in such a situation and from such a distance in an instant.
"haven't seen you for a long time."
She stared at the sacred tree flying crane and said these words with warmth and emotion in her heart.
The sacred tree flying crane is still something unknown to most people in the world. Everyone will have a natural fear of the unknown. Looking at the yellow light flying down in the sky, I vaguely saw a person's face on the yellow light.
The figures and the soldiers fighting fiercely on both sides even paused slightly at this moment, dominated by the panic in their hearts.
Lin Xi did not pause.
He moved the three strings again and shot an arrow.
He only expelled a small amount of soul power, because the advantage of Dahei over Xiaohei is that as much soul power as he pours in, he can inspire arrows with corresponding power.
For this general Da Mang who had been severely damaged both internally and externally, a small amount of soul power was enough to kill him.
A black line descended on the forehead of this brave general.
General Da Mang's forehead and back of his head were split open, he fell backward and died.
The speed of this arrow still exceeded the limits of ordinary people's eyesight and sense, so most of the soldiers still didn't know how the reckless general died.
This inexplicable death made them feel even more shocked and frightened.
There was a slight commotion among Da Mang's heavy cavalry, which was attacking the Yunqin army in a very orderly manner. At least everyone on both sides could be sure that the person flying down from the sky was definitely not from Da Mang's side, but from Da Mang's side.
A practitioner from Yunqin.
But after all, the Da Mang heavy cavalry is also the most elite unit in the Da Mang army. These minor disturbances were controlled in a very short period of time. A general shouted sharply and took over the command of the entire army. However, his hand was only
As soon as he raised it, before the first military order was issued, his whole body flew out from the horse and flew upside down for more than ten meters. The blood spurting from his chest and back formed a cloud of blood more than ten meters in the air.
A clear blood refining.
"It's a waste." Linghan said softly while looking at Lin Xiwu's trembling fingers while flying on the sacred tree.
Lin Xi, who had consumed too much soul power at once, said seriously and softly: "If you don't waste it, you can deter the enemy."
The battlefield suddenly became very quiet.
The complexions of all the Damang sergeants were a little pale or even blue.
They still don't understand what kind of blow caused their general to die suddenly and silently. However, flying upside down for more than ten meters...the blood mist like a long flag floating in the air can make them realize...
I feel the majesty and power of this power.
"Could it be Lin..."
"It's Mr. Lin!"
Suddenly, a cry pierced the air above the frozen battlefield.
"Lord Lin Xilin!" Someone recognized Lin Xi, and such a voice quickly sounded like a tsunami.
"Is it Lin Xi?!"
The heavy swords among some of the heavy riders fell to the ground.
Because of Lin Xi's previous assassinations in Nanling Province and various legends about the enemy Da Mang practitioners, his name at this moment frightened these Da Mang heavy riders as much as the Dahei in his hand.
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