Chapter 1472

Tang Yin fought with these Sichuan Army spirit practitioners who were the blood guard camp of Sichuan, one of the most elite troops in Sichuan.

The attack of the Sichuan army did not want to give the wind force a chance to breathe. Xue Rong sent the Xuewei camp to the battlefield. As the Stormtrooper of the Sichuan army, he wanted to break into the Fengying camp and disrupt the Feng army's defense line.

Xuewei camp did not disappoint Xue Rong. Although not all of them took part in the battle, they still showed strong fighting power. They broke through the defense of the wind army and successfully killed them. If they had not met Tang Yin, how many Fengjun soldiers would have been damaged by them!

Tang Yin tried his best to kill several soldiers of the blood guard camp, and beat down the morale of the blood guard camp. At the time when the blood guard camp was frightened by Tang Yin's momentum, a commander of thousands rushed to Tang Yin.

In the blood guard camp, even ordinary soldiers are outstanding spiritual practitioners, and their Qianfu's strength is naturally better. This man is five short stature. He is thin and small. If he stands up straight, he can only reach Tang Yin's chest.

His weapons are also light weapons, two narrow and thin short swords. The chief commander is a martial arts expert who was born in the orthodox Shenchi. He has no real name. He is the nickname of a-san-a-si, and his name is Yougui.

He ran out of the crowd and stood in front of Tang Yin. Two spirit swords were carried behind him. He looked up and down at Tang Yin and said coldly, "under this sword, there is no dead and nameless ghost. Report your name!"

The ghost is looking at him, and Tang Yin is also looking at each other. Although the figure of this person is ordinary and unadorned, the spiritual pressure naturally emanates is very strong and terrible. If you look carefully, the soil and gravel around his feet are slowly flowing in a circular shape.

There is no need to fight, just feel the pressure on the opponent's body, Tang Yin can judge that this man is a rare Lingwu master. Tang Yin's eyes narrowed slightly and said with a sneer, "if you want to know my name, it's easier than the knife in my hand."

While speaking, Tang Yin stomped down on the ground with one foot. His body was like a flying arrow. He shot straight at the other side. At the same time, his two knives came out at the same time, and they were inserted into the ghost's left and right chest.

His speed is fast, and the speed of the ghost is not slow. The latter's body flashes to the side, easily avoiding Tang Yin's double swords, and then two short swords stab Tang Yin's ribs.

Jingle! Tang Yin swung his swords away. Then, he glided from the ghost's front to his back. The two swords were slashed with oblique shoulder straps. The ghost was quick to respond. Hearing the evil wind behind him, he immediately carried his swords behind him.

When Tang Yin's double swords were chopping on his two swords, two balls of sparks flashed out. Under the impact of the two swords, the ghost could not stand stably and flew straight forward.

In the dark, an opportunity came. Tang Yinti chased after him with double swords. He intended to kill the enemy as soon as he landed.

To my surprise, the ghost man was still in the air. Suddenly, he stabbed his dagger back. Tang Yin is still a long way from him. His back stab can't reach Tang Yin, but a blood red spirit sting from the spirit sword flashed towards him like electricity.

Chasing the soul of blood! Tang Yin's heart trembled. He had no time to think about it. He put out a thousand pounds and sank down. Sand! The blood red sting almost roared past Tang Yin's head, making a long dent in the armor on his head.

If Tang Yin's reaction is a little slower, the spirit sting of blood soul chasing will have to be nailed to his forehead.

Tang Yin, who was so fierce, was frightened by his opponent's killing moves. He cried in his heart that he was very dangerous. He did not expect that the cultivation of his opponent was so high that he could release his spirit skills in an instant. He didn't even need to gather his aura in advance.

Tang Yin escaped the ghost's killing move, and the latter was also surprised. In his impression, only Jiang Fan, who was so powerful in the wind Kingdom, used a bow. When did he use a knife?

No matter how strong Tang Yin is, he is a king, not a military general. When other countries count the powerful generals of the wind country, they will not record Tang Yin.

After stabilizing his body, the ghost turned back. His small eyes, big as mung bean, gazed at Tang Yin and asked in a cold voice, "are you Jiang Fan of Fengguo?"

Through the tone of the other side, Tang Yin can hear his surprise. He is dark in his heart. In the eyes of the Sichuan general, there is only Jiang Fan, a dark martial arts expert in Fengguo?

Lazy to answer the other party, Tang Yin body down, the other party has not yet figured out what is going on, he has to sprint to the other side at the speed of 100 meters.

Before the man arrives, the throwing knife comes first. His own speed has been extremely fast, coupled with the strength of throwing the Throwing Knife with all his strength, the two forces are in one, making the Throwing Knife really seem to turn into electric light.

There was a chill in the ghost's heart. He waved his sword with all his strength. There was a clanging sound of iron objects hitting his eardrum. Tang Yin's throwing knife was thrown out by his spirit sword. However, the ghost's hands were numb and his mouth was sore.

He has not yet relaxed this tone, Tang Yin's second Throwing Knife followed. The ghost clenched his teeth and swung his sword out again. Jingle! There was another deafening sound of gold. This time, the ghost failed to fully open Tang Yin's throwing knife, but it missed the direction of its flying. The Throwing Knife passed by him, and at the same time, a three inch long cut was made in his arm. The spirit armor was broken, the skin and flesh were turned out, and the blood gurgled out.The ghost's body swayed and retreated for five steps. At this time, he only felt his arms were sour and numb, as if he had lost consciousness, and his swords in his hands were falling off the ground.

Sand! The two swords fell down vertically. Before the tip of the sword touched the ground, Tang Yin followed him like a ghost. He came out with both hands as fast as lightning. He caught the two swords that the other side had taken off. At the same time, his feet came out together and stepped on the ghost's knees.

The ghost wants to stop Tang Yin's action of receiving the sword, but his feet kick over at the same time make the ghost have to dodge. The latter had no choice but to make a strange cry. His body was more than two meters high and hid Tang Yin's feet.

But when he fell, he looked down and was scared to death. It turned out that Tang Yin was waiting for him with his double swords.

The two swords, which were originally dark red, fell into Tang Yin's hands and turned black. The sharp edges of the two swords were all upward, and they were about to insert into his abdomen.

At the time of his life and death, the ghost's hair was almost erect. He took up his aura and poured it into his right palm. Suddenly, the spirit armor of his right palm was more than one meter long, thick in the back and thin in the front, which seemed to turn into a long hand knife.

He used the long armor to resist Tang Yin's double swords. But how can the toughness of the armor compare with the spirit soldier?

I heard two crackles coming from the field. The one meter long armor was cut off by Tang Yin's double swords. His right hand was also broken with his wrist, and the blood spurted out was far away.

The ghost cried out in pain. After landing, he staggered back with his broken wrist and nearly fainted on the spot.

Tang Yin didn't give him a chance to retreat. He followed him like a shadow. His two swords came out at once. The ghost's short body was cut into three pieces by his two swords.

It's a pity that the ghost was killed on the spot by Tang Yin before he could display his magic power.

The tragic death of the ghost made the people in the blood guard camp feel cold, and also aroused people's deeper and stronger anger. No one yelled, no one cried. All the people in the Xuewei camp showed their grief and indignation one by one, and quietly gathered around Tang Yin.

With so many of them, if they worked hard with Tang Yin, Tang Yin would not be able to get a bargain. At this time, the secret arrow team headed by Cheng Jin arrived in time to replace Tang Yin and fight with the blood guard camp of Sichuan.

This is the collision of the most elite organizations of FengChuan and Sichuan, and also the duel between the elite of the two countries on wheat awn.

In the field, ordinary soldiers from both sides could not get involved, even if they wanted to get close to the battle group. The spiritual pressure from the battlefield was too strong, and the sand and gravel were lifted up in the air.

Tang Yin took a rest, then with the ghost's double swords, he once again jumped into the battle group, and joined forces with the secret archers to fight against the blood guard camp in Sichuan.

The number of troops of the Xuewei battalion in Sichuan is 2000, including one commander of the army and six commander in chief. During the attack on the Fengying camp, the Xuewei battalion did not exert all its strength. The commander, three thousand commander and most of the soldiers were still in the Sichuan army's own array. Only a small part of the troops went out to fight, but even so, they successfully broke through the defense line of the Feng army, but with the arrival of the concealed arrow personnel in time This is the end of the breakthrough.

They are just a corner of the whole battlefield. Fierce fighting is taking place everywhere in the Western camp of Fengying. The officers and soldiers of both sides either fight in formation or fight together in a confused way.

As the fighting continued, more and more fortress walls of Fengying were broken by the Sichuan army. The Sichuan army broke into the wind camp from outside the camp, and then was pushed out by the wind force. After a period of rest, the Sichuan army regrouped again and attacked again along the breach. However, faced with the wind force's close to the beast's counterattack, they were finally forced to withdraw from the camp.

Each attack and ejection of the two sides was completed by sacrificing the lives of countless officers and soldiers on their own side. The breach of the Fengying village wall was filled with the bodies of the officers and soldiers of both sides, one by one, and they were all high. At the end of the battle, the Fengjun hardly wanted to find a way to block the breach of the wall, which was completely filled with the corpses of the officers and soldiers of both sides.

Such a bloody battle makes both the enemy and our personnel become extremely crazy. People seem to forget life and death, and forget the pain of injury. There is only one thought left in their mind, i.e., rush, kill and kill again!

The fierce battle between the two armies lasted from dawn to dusk. The Sichuan army did not know how many times it had attacked the Fengying camp. The Feng army also did not remember how many times it had fought out of the Sichuan army. There was no other color on the battlefield. It was all dark red.

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