Seeing this scene, Huan Jun on one side had round eyes and pale face. Looking at Tang Yin's eyes was no different from that of hell.

When Huan Jun was stunned by Tang Yin, he killed a group of dark spiritual practitioners behind him. The first one was Cheng Jin.

In the crowd, Cheng Jin takes the lead, just to open a bloody road, rushes to Tang Yin, and asks anxiously, "is your majesty OK?"

Tang Yin had nothing to do, but his physical strength was not enough. He poked his sickle on the ground, gasping and shaking his head slowly.

"King, the wall of the stockade has been occupied by the enemy, and all the brothers have withdrawn to the camp. Let's go down first!"

Cheng Jinwang looks around. The walls of the enemy's fortress stand before and after, and they are very dark. Even if the king is so powerful, how many nails can he make? So many enemies are tired to death at the end of the battle.

Tang Yin didn't go his own way this time. He took a short rest and then took a deep breath. He threw his head to Cheng Jin and said, "go!" As he spoke, he flashed directly from the village wall to the bottom, and all the secret archers headed by Cheng Jin followed him one after another.

There were many Huanjun troops on the walls of the stronghold. At this time, a large number of Huanjun troops rushed into the Fengying camp. They had already handed over to the Fengjun troops who had retreated earlier.

Thousands of wind troops were scattered by tens of thousands of Huanjun troops. In the whole Xiying camp, there were shouts and shouts of killing. Everywhere, there were groups of running Huanjun troops, but the figures of the soldiers of the wind force were almost invisible.

Tang Yin led Cheng Jin and a group of people. As soon as they got off the wall of the village, they rushed over hundreds of Huan soldiers. Tang Yin didn't even have time to breathe. He could only meet the enemy with his sickle.

Sand! With the cold light of the scythe in the air, two huanbing soldiers who were aiming at the fastest speed were chopped to the ground. Then, several secret archers crossed Tang Yin and rushed to the crowd of huanbing. With several sharp swords flying up and down, the crowd also burst out a piece of blood light. The soldiers who rushed up and down repeatedly fell to the ground, and the blood dyed the Loess on the ground blood red.

Under the fierce attack of concealed arrows and others, hundreds of Huan soldiers were killed and retreated, leaving their limbs and broken arms all over the ground. However, these Huan soldiers had just retreated, and immediately more Huan soldiers came from all directions. People held up their swords and spears, shouting and yelling, and their bloodshot eyes seemed to eat Tang Yin and other people's lives alive.

Tang Yin sighed, dragging his tired body to fight again.

He had just chopped down several soldiers in front of him, and it was as if he had been hit hard by something behind him. He staggered forward a few steps and looked back. It turned out that several enemy archers were shooting at him on the wall of the stronghold.

Without thinking about it, he handed the sickle to his left hand, lowered himself down, grabbed a long gun from the ground, and turned back and threw it at the wall of the village.

Go! The spear hit the abdomen of an archer. The man screamed and fell from the wall to the outside. The other archers were shocked, fled one after another, and instantly disappeared in the crowd of Huan army.

Tang Yin greets Cheng Jin and says, "it's too close to the stockade wall here. Go there!" As he spoke, he pointed north. At present, the number of huanbing soldiers who rushed to the north is relatively small.

Cheng Jin Ying a, with the secret arrow personnel to follow Tang Yin north to kill.

Not far out, he saw that there were countless soldiers in front of him who were surrounded by a group. From time to time, the crowd also made the sound of fighting and screaming. You don't have to go to the front to see if it's huanbing who is besieging his own soldiers.

Without saying a word, Tang Yin ran over with his sickle in his hand. When he got to the crowd of Huan soldiers, the sickle swept from left to right.

As the sickle passed by, the spirit wave shot out and flew into the crowd of Huan soldiers, causing a scream. More than a dozen huanbing soldiers were cut off by the spirit wave coming from behind without knowing what was going on.

"There are enemies on this side." hearing the screams of his companions, the soldiers around him turned back one after another, and saw Tang Yin and Cheng Jin holding sickles. Huanbing's voice was only half of his voice. The blade of the sickle had cut off half of his head. Scarlet blood and white brains splashed all over his face.

At this time, Tang Yin killed his eyes like a god of death. As long as there were people in Huan's armor in his sight, they were all his targets.

Under his continuous chopping, huanbing's encircling circle was torn out of a bloody path. He stepped on the corpses all over the ground and rushed to the center of the encirclement circle.

In the encirclement of Huanjun army, there are more than 200 soldiers in the wind. Originally, they have made up their minds to smash their bodies and become benevolent. Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, the king came down from the sky and appeared miraculously in front of him.

When the "King" saw Tang Yin, all the soldiers were in tears and gathered around him. At this time, Tang Yin is killing red eyes, but not to the extent that the enemy and I do not distinguish.

He put his sickle behind his back and looked around at the crowd. Most of the soldiers were wounded. Their faces were covered with blood. They could not tell which were their own or those of the enemy. Their helmets were askew and their armor was askew. They were panting.

After seeing that, Tang Yin clenched his fist and said in a shaking voice, "brothers, don't panic. Follow me out of the encirclement." With these words, he separated the people and continued to shoot north with his sickle.This group of Feng troops had already become the soft shelled turtles in the Huan army's urn, but now they have to break out. Naturally, the Huan army tried to stop it. The sea of people gathered more and more Huan soldiers, which blocked Tang Yin's and other people's way. When you look up, the enemy can't see the boundary at a glance.

In the face of so many enemies, even if Tang Yin was there, the wind soldiers could not raise the desire to break out of the encirclement. Tang Yin is not so. If he really wants to kill him, he feels that even if he is not killed by the enemy, he must be exhausted to death.

His heart was horizontal, and the sickle behind him suddenly showed a dazzling light. At this time, looking at Tang Yin, it was like a sun rising behind him.

All the people present, no matter they were Feng Jun or Huan Jun, agreed with each other, and the ground showed fright and instinctively went backward.

At this time, Tang Yin's sickle had changed. The sickle gave birth to two blades, and the sharp edge protruded in front of him. It was like a sickle but not a sickle, like a halberd but not a halberd. It was extremely huge. It looked strange and frightening.

Without warning, Tang Yin cut the sickle out of the sky. He heard a cry in his ears. The sickle cut through the sky and produced a huge shadow. The shadow was too tall and floated in the middle of the sky. He was covered in a black robe. The black fire was burning on the robe. He held the black sickle in his hands. At the same time, he made a deafening roar.

This is Tang Yin's killer mace, ghost blood blade's fierce three company rhyme after completing the change of soldier's spirit.

He saw the huge shadow flying forward with his sickle high and roaring forward. When he passed through the crowd of the Huan army, all the soldiers who were on their edge were flying in armor and their bodies were fragmented. Even the soldiers who were only sticking to the edge were affected by the black fire on the virtual shadow, and they were burned into smoke.

When the virtual shadow flew to the center of the huanbing crowd, the sickle that was held high suddenly fell. At that moment, all the huanbing soldiers within a radius of 56 meters were affected by it. The explosion of spiritual pressure crushed them into flesh and blood meat pancakes. Then, the virtual shadow disappeared and continued to fly forward. The huge and terrible sickle was chopped down again with a piercing sound.

Where did the soldiers of Huan see this? People were so scared that their scalp became numb, their blood coagulated, and they shivered into a mass. Even those soldiers who were far away were all turning around in their legs and stomach. They screamed and ran away in terror.

Tang Yin's "ghost blood blade" is a fierce three company code. With only one move, it opens a big gap in the encircling circle of huanbing and exposes a channel more than two Zhang wide in front of him. "Tang Yin's, turn back to see the soldier's mouth change As he spoke, he took the lead and ran forward.

The soldiers of the Feng army woke up from the shock, and their fighting spirit rose to the top. People followed Tang Yin's back and broke through the encirclement.

Frightened by the change of Tang Yin's soldiers' spirit, Huan soldiers did not dare to go forward to stop them, but they retreated again and again. This made it convenient for Tang Yin and others to break through the encirclement. After a short time, they left this wave of Huan soldiers far behind.

I don't know how far he has run, but there is no huanbing behind him. The wind soldiers below are exhausted. Even Tang Yin's muscles are sore and his legs seem to cramp.

He slowly stopped, sat down on the ground, and said weakly to the people behind him: "take a rest, and then run later"

as he stopped, the soldiers in the rear fell to the ground one after another, lying on the ground, motionless, leaving only wheezing and wheezing, while some people were tired to vomit.

Tang Yin had a rest for a long time. Fang swallowed his saliva, looked at Cheng Jin and asked, "now, have we run to Beiying?"

Now Tang Yin is confused. He can't tell the East, the west, the north and the south. In addition, the camp of the Feng army is too large, and the layout is almost the same. Now Tang Yin can't tell whether he is in the West camp or the North Camp.

Cheng Jin was no better than Tang Yin. He stood up and looked around. Then he sat back on the ground and said to Tang Yin, "king, this may be the North Camp."

Tang Yin sighed, looking around at the soldiers around him. Ten thousand soldiers, I'm afraid, would be the 200 soldiers around him!

He was thinking about it when he heard the sound of killing and fierce fighting coming from the left side.

There's a fight! There is a fight between Tang Yindun and himself! But in an instant, Tang Yin seemed to forget his tiredness. He jumped up from the ground, put on his spiritual armor, turned his double swords into sickles, and then left for the sound.

Tang Yin did not run far away when he saw two soldiers in wind army armor running towards him. Behind him, hundreds of Huan soldiers were chasing after them.

They beat and run, all over the body, blood dripping. Tang Yin just saw that the two men were familiar with each other. He did not have time to think about it. He dragged his sickle to meet him.

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