Immortal Devil Transformation Chapter 46: Lin Xi’s doubts

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Only an instant, Li Anting judged that there was no time to evacuate.

Because it is necessary to guide the flow of thousands of people at an extremely fast speed, at least thousands of people are required to form an army in normal times, and at this time I don’t know how many transactions are carried out in the market, just let the small vendors ignore The evacuation of the goods from the stalls will cause unknown chaotic consequences.

There is absolutely no time to evacuate, so I have to stop him at all costs.

However, just when his vest was chilly and he wanted to let out another violent drink, a whining sound rang out in the still cold sky above the streets.

This is the bugle sound of the Army Observer.

Li Anting's scalp shook, and his spirit also lifted. He then reacted, because he saw the opponent kill Su Zhongwen in front of him with his own eyes, and he lost his reason a little and forgot an important thing.

When he discovered that the painter and Su Zhongwen were already fighting each other, he acted as a pioneer and rushed with all his strength. He had already ordered his deputy to command the entire army.

So now any command he sends is only effective for the blue wolf heavy armor sergeants around him.

Those observers at high places will see the situation and the opponent's intentions earlier than themselves, and will respond faster!

Only when the bugle sounded, the moment he was refreshed, "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...A loud and loud sound, like thunder, concealed the sound of the bugle, and even suppressed it. After this street, the screams of killing and the explosion of the painter's hard drive through the house.

This is the drumbeat of the Yunqin army!

In the distance, on six carriages, there are six black war drums that are as high as one person on each side. In front of each war drum, there is a naked giant man with a hammer in both hands, beating the war drum violently. The beating made a sound that almost spread all over the city, and it was hard to help but boil with blood.

Every shock made the facial skin of these giants shake like ripples.

In the thunderous sound of war drums, dozens of heavy-armored cavalry began a decisive impact on the house where the painter was.

The strongest horses and riders in these dozens of troops are all wearing black metal armor, and each heavy-armored rider holds a heavy mace in the hand. And behind every war horse, there was a huge log that was never under a carriage.

Because these horses ran extremely violently, under the rolling and colliding with the uneven ground, some of the horse-drawn rolling logs even flew up and jumped into the air.

These dozens of heavy armored war horses, together with the heavy armored cavalry above, are all moving forward, no matter what is in front of them, they definitely jumped forward and rammed in.

This is a shocking sight.

Some horses crashed into the wall entirely, some just crashed into half, some jumped onto the flat roof, and then abruptly crushed the roof, crashing down, and some broke several times. The wall is still moving forward.

In just a few breaths, at least half of the war horses fell to the ground amidst the violent neighing. However, under the impact of these dozens of heavy-armed war horses, this piece of residence was like a piece of land, almost After being completely plowed, a large area of ​​houses shattered and collapsed in an instant.

The painter suddenly lost his cover, and he was in a chaotic ruin. The dust and smoke around him formed an unusually dense fog.

……

The more violent sound of horseshoes is still roaring.

During the first wave of dozens of heavy-armored war horses or neighing to the ground, or continuing to rush forward, the second wave of cavalry has already rushed into the ruins where the dust has just begun to spread. .

This is a light armored cavalry on horseback. The horses and saddle riders are all wearing black leather armor, like black lightning shot into the fog.

"Pull the net!"

A sound was obviously made by different officers, but the uniform, cold and iron-filled military order sounded in a low voice at this time.

Like flying a kite, above these cavalry forces, suddenly shaken and pulled vigorously, large nets with flickering cold light rose up and fell towards the direction where the painter was.

Each of these nets is made of twisted steel wires, with many barbs and sharp blades on it.

The painter's face under the colorful mask became unusually pale.

Although he has experienced many fights in his life, he has never completely exposed his identity and location, and has been completely locked in a specific position by an army, so he has never been with a real Yunqin regular army. The experience of fighting against each other, and at this moment, he completely believes in the rumor in the spiritual world...Any practitioner can hardly resist the army, nor can it be above the army.

His cultivation base is close to the peak of the Great National Teacher. Looking at the entire Qixia province, there are few practitioners who can be stronger than him. However, no matter how fast he is, it is impossible to avoid this complete envelope. Hundreds of steps in a radius, even at the expense of covering all the people in his army, the iron net.

He can't directly dodge at speed, he can only break the net forcefully!

"Shit!"

The two long knives in his hands kept cutting forward, cutting open the steel wire nets that were falling towards him, and cutting through them.

But these two long knives are just ordinary long-steel knives that he snatched from him. Under the eruption of his spirit power, these two long knives radiated dazzling light, but they had already endured it. Unstoppable, the entire blade broke apart and began to disintegrate extremely quickly.

"Hook sickle!"

"Seek!"

For the practitioners, the low and harsh military order sounded like a reminder.

At this moment, in the dust and smoke, the painter is still moving forward extremely fast, but he can't see how many sergeants have been killed.

Only those who were watching from a high place outside could see clearly. There were two waves. Nearly one hundred and fifty infantrymen had rushed at full speed, rushed into the dust, and stepped up. More soot.

The hooks and sickles attached to the chains were thrown out from the hands of the second wave of infantrymen and to the painter.

In the first wave of infantry, there were already a group of more than ten people, and they had torn apart thick chains. This group of sergeants just pulled these chains and ran forward, trying to tie the painter.

The face under the painter's mask became more frightened and pale.

Faced with the hook and sickle that came out of the smoke and whizzed in all directions, the double knives in his hand turned into two whirlwinds at an extremely fast speed, instantly bringing all the blades close to him for the first time. Zhan flew out, but in the fierce gold and iron impact, the double knives in his hands completely disintegrated, leaving only two hilts in his hands.

In such a short period of time, he has no choice but to explode his soul power again and spread it all over his body.

Under the spirit power of a great country division, his entire body skin turned pale yellow, and shone with a golden iron-like luster.

All the hooks and sickles that fell on him failed to cut into his skin, and they were all shaken out. Several chains that had just touched his body were slashed by the hooks and sickles that he stole into his hands. Off.

"Let!"

However, at this moment, there was another military order in the thick fog.

With the sound of the military order, there were waves of golden iron hinges.

In the sky, there was a stern sound of breaking through the sky.

The painter looked up, and he saw crossbow arrows several times thicker than ordinary crossbow arrows, falling sharply in the air.

He knew that the first batch of the city defense army had already arrived, and some of the ordnance specially used by the city defense army to deal with practitioners had also begun to invest.

……

Lin Xi huddled quietly in an attic outside this street.

From beginning to end, he saw the painter's pursuit of Su Zhongwen, and the Yunqin army's siege of painter.

Although he is a famous general in the Dragon and Snake Frontier Army, he is already familiar with the army, but whether it is the strangulation of the army and the caveman army, or the strangulation of the army and the army in the blue border army , It was completely different from the Yunqin army besieging practitioners.

The scenes happening at this moment also shocked his heart.

Although he was reminded by Dean Zhang when he entered Qingluan Academy that there is no invincible practitioner in this world, he also knows the meaning of the army itself, in addition to resisting foreign enemies, but also Annai is also about deterring and killing powerful practitioners.

But only in this kind of city at this moment, in a zone with no cover or terrain, and seeing the army besieging and killing individual practitioners, can you truly appreciate the terrible army.

Although most of the military are ordinary people who are vulnerable to practitioners, the military has many ordnance specifically for practitioners.

Although the painter who is still advancing in the battle group still looks extremely strong, the elite soldiers of Yunqin are extremely weak, but Lin Xi is very clear that at this moment, the painter has been forced Efforts to gush out soul power to avoid being killed. In this situation, the painter's soul power consumption is extremely astonishing, at least Lin Xi can be sure that he is absolutely impossible to approach the big market in the city.

In the distance, there is obviously the sound of the more powerful heavy ordnance of the Crossbow Carriage while it is marching, and things that are truly lethal to the practitioners of the Great Power Division are also being transported.

Lin Xi knew that she still underestimated the combat power of Yunqin's army, and knew that the painter could not escape. If he wanted to directly use the painter to bring in Zhang Lingyun, it should not work, so he must think about it. Other methods.

But at this moment, his brows suddenly frowned.

Because at this moment, he saw that the painter suddenly changed the direction of the impact, no longer like the direction of the bazaar, but spewed out a large amount of soul power from his feet, making himself like a projectile Throwing up again and again, fled towards the inn where he had stayed before.

What's in that place?

This area of ​​street and lane itself has been officially acquired. It will be used to build several yarn workshops. The residents in it have already vacated, so Lin Xi chose such a place.

At the rate of consumption of the painter's soul power, I am afraid that his soul power is exhausted before he can get close to his original inn.

It stands to reason that his only vitality is indeed, as he had previously imagined, to rush into an unusually densely populated area and make the army throw rats at risk.

But this block to his original inn is in a sparsely populated area, so what is he going to do when he rushes to that place? Q