Volume 10 Chapter 593
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Book mi group 2 provided by you] Chapter 593
Li Shan fought ten rounds under Tang Yin's fast attack, but he did not fight back more than three times from beginning to end. This was not only the difference in strength between the two, but also due to the conflicting fighting styles between the two.
Expecting that he could not win, Li Shan felt timid. After blocking several quick attacks from Tang Yin, he made a feint and tried to retreat with his horse.
He wanted to leave, but Tang Yin didn't give him a chance to escape. The two swords suddenly merged into one and turned into a long sickle. Then, he used all his strength to slash three times in a row.
The three spirit blasts either swept across, slashed vertically, or slashed diagonally towards Li Shan. Li Shan was shocked and stunned. He hurriedly raised his hammers and shouted as he unleashed two spirit blasts.
With two muffled sounds of bang bang, two of the three spiritual waves sent by Tang Yin were resisted by his spiritual waves, but he could no longer resist the one that came at him.
At the critical moment, Li Shan could only try his best to hold his two hammers in front of his chest, and used his spiritual hammer to block Tang Yin's spiritual weapon. There was a crisp sound on the field, and Tang Yin's spiritual weapon hit his double hammer firmly. , its powerful impact was unbearable for Li Shan, who was known for his strength. His feet were pulled away from the stirrups, and his whole body flew backwards from the horse. Looking at his horse again, he was hit by this powerful and heavy spirit. Bo was cut into two pieces abruptly. After a cloud of blood mist exploded, the two horse corpses fell to the left and right.
Li Shan fell more than three meters away, sat down on the ground, and then rolled back a few meters. Then he reluctantly stopped. Before he could get up, he vomited three big mouthfuls of blood, dropped his hammers, and looked in his eyes. Distracted, confused
He was staggering and was about to get up from the ground, but Tang Yin had already urged the horse from behind him and came up behind him. Tang Yin pulled the reins of the horse hurriedly, hearing the neighing of the horse in his ears, and kicked forward high with both hands. Getting up, Tang Yin leaned forward, holding the reins tightly with one hand, and holding the sickle high with the other hand. Without any warning, a black flame was burning on the blade that was stopped in mid-air. The moment the flame was generated, his sickle also followed the trend and struck hard. Cut down the ground
The knife clicked right on Li Shan's neck. The latter didn't even make a sound, and his head fell to the ground. No blood spurted out of the headless body, but thick mist emerged from his broken neck, and finally it all came out. Enter Tang Yin's nostrils
Another Sichuan general died under Tang Yin's sword. This was also the second general he killed in a row. Xue Rong didn't know how the previous Sichuan general died, but he could remember Li Shan's death on the wall. see clearly
Not to mention Xue Rong's expression changed drastically and he took a breath of cold air. Even the other Sichuan warriors around him trembled in their hearts, frowned involuntarily, and a layer of cold sweat oozed from their palms.
"Who is this person and why is he so powerful?" Xue Rongbo murmured in shock.
At this time, the general Wu Rui who was standing next to him said quietly: "If the general is not mistaken, this person should be the Wind King Tang Yin."
When the Four Kingdoms were fighting against the wind, Wu Rui was a vanguard officer in the Sichuan army and had contact with Tang Yin. Naturally, he was more familiar with Tang Yin than other Sichuan generals.
"Wind King Tang Yin?" Xue Rong and the surrounding Sichuan generals couldn't believe their ears. Wind King Tang Yin would single-handedly come to his camp to fight. This is incredible. How is it possible? But Wu Rui has always been a serious person, not to mention that at this time, he can't joke
Xue Rong was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses and asked uncertainly: "General Wu, is this person really the Wind King?"
"Ten out of ten" Wu Rui nodded seriously.
A flash of light flashed in Xue Rong's eyes. He took a deep breath and shouted to the left and right: "Which general is willing to go out of the camp to capture the Lord of the Wind?"
Everyone wanted to capture the Feng King, but everyone had to weigh their own odds. Li Shan was so brave, but he was beaten to the point of being unable to fight back in front of Tang Yin. If he went up on his own, he would probably have nothing to lose. return
Even Wu Rui, the famous Sichuan general, did not dare to rashly ask Ying to fight at this time. After all, Tang Yin's strength was there. If he was not completely sure or had no last resort, a general like him would not do it. Easy to fight
Xue Rong asked three times in a row, but no one of the nearly one hundred generals under his command answered. He did not expect such an embarrassing scene.
He raised his eyebrows, turned around, looked around at the generals, and asked in disbelief: "What? Are you all frightened by the Wind King? No one dares to come out of camp to fight?"
Hearing him asking such questions, several famous Sichuan generals, including Wu Rui, could not sit still. Before anyone could stand up to answer the question, at this moment, the main door of the Sichuan camp suddenly opened, and then people rushed from the camp. Go out as a general
This man is covered in red, his spiritual armor is red, the cloak behind him is red, and his war horse is also red. This man is galloping on the battlefield, like a ball of flame, with a majestic momentum and murderous intent.
The Sichuan general who went to battle was none other than the commander of the Blood Guard Battalion named by Tang Yin. When Qin Hui saw Qin Hui suddenly go into battle, Xue Rong and the Sichuan generals on his left and right were both shocked. Last night, he Although he killed Feng Kingdom's general Wu Guang in one fell swoop, he had gone through a fierce battle and his spiritual energy was severely depleted. Moreover, he was still injured. Even if it was not a serious injury, it would affect his combat power to some extent. With his current situation, In this state, it is not wise to go out to fight Tang Yin.
Afraid that Qin Hui might lose something, Xue Rong held his hand on the wall of the village, leaned out and shouted: "General Qin will go back to the camp to rest for the time being. I will send someone else to capture the Wind King."
After leaving the camp, Tan Hui rushed away as fast as he could. He didn't seem to hear Xue Rong's shout. He didn't even look back, and he was running faster.
Not long after, he had already galloped in front of Tang Yin. After stopping his horse, he looked Tang Yin up and down and asked in a deep voice: "But Tang Yin, the King of Wind?"
Tang Yin was not surprised that the other party immediately called out his identity. He did not answer, his eyes were as cold as frost, staring at Tan Hui
Seeing that the other party did not deny it, it must be Tang Yin. Qin Hui raised the corner of his mouth and sneered, saying: "Yesterday, you should have been killed by my gun, but that unlucky guy Wu Guang did it to you." As a scapegoat, I am still sighing with regret over this. Unexpectedly, you took the initiative to send me a mén today..."
The more Tang Yin listened, the uglier his face became. By the time the other party finished speaking, his face was so gloomy that it was about to turn black. He interrupted: "Are you Tan Hui from the Blood Guard Camp?"
"That's right." Tan Hui raised the spirit spear in his hand, pointed at the tip of Tang Yin's nose, and said, "Come, come, come today, you and I will have a big fight..."
Before he finished speaking, the sickle in Tang Yin's palm suddenly showed a dazzling glow. At the same time, the surrounding air began to drop sharply, and it was so cold that people felt chills deep in their hearts.
Tan Hui was a first-class spiritual martial arts master, and he immediately realized that something was wrong. But at this moment, Tang Yin on the opposite side violently raised his spiritual sword, facing Tan Hui Ling Void and slashed with his scythe. As his sickle fell, suddenly in the sky A huge black shadow appeared. The black shadow was covered in black robes from head to toe, holding a long scythe. The huge figure was completely suspended in the air. Suddenly, the black shadow let out a deafening, earth-shattering roar and waved. Pick up the sickle and fly straight towards Qin Hui
"Ghost Blood Blade? Violent——" Tan Hui was well-informed and immediately recognized the spiritual martial arts skills used by Tang Yin Bing after his spiritual transformation. But because of this, a layer of fear was placed in his heart. haze
There was no time to think too much, Qin Hui tried his best, and in an instant he completed the spiritual transformation of the weapon, and the spiritual gun turned into a fiery snake in his hands.
As soon as he completed his military transformation, a huge black shadow came to him, and the raised sickle slashed at him fiercely.
Tan Hui shouted loudly, raised his spirit gun to parry, and then heard a roar and a loud thunderous noise. In just an instant, Tan Hui's horse was wiped out by the shock, and along with it, there was another one on the ground. A large deep pit more than three meters long
After one blow, the black shadow slashed down viciously in the air with another knife. Tan Hui couldn't find any chance to counterattack, so he could only parry with his gun again. There was another roar of thunder. The black shadow's knife cut Tan Hui out of the deep pit. The inside was shaken out hard
He was flying upside down in the air, and countless cracks appeared on the spiritual armor on his body. Black shadows followed him like a shadow. Before he could land on the ground, the third sword came. Tan Hui was in the air, and he barely parried the sword.
boom
This knife knocked Tan Hui's flying body directly to the ground. At the same time, a large deep pit was created on the ground again. Tan Hui was lying at the bottom of the pit. The spiritual armor in many places on his body had fallen off, especially his Both arms and palms, the spiritual armor was completely shaken.
However, Tang Yin's magical transformation of soldiers was still not over. The giant shadow still remained in the sky. He raised the sickle again, aimed it at Tan Hui, and struck hard with another blow.
At this time, Tan Hui didn't even have the chance to re-cover his spiritual armor. Seeing the opponent's killing move coming again, he had no choice but to risk it. He half-knelt at the bottom of the pit, raised his spiritual spear and blocked it again.
This time it was not a muffled sound of thunder, but the sound of thunder in the clear sky. The large pit that was originally more than two meters wide suddenly expanded to more than four meters wide with this knife cut. Dust was flying and gravel was all over the sky. Look at the pit again. Tan Hui was lying on his back in the pit, both bowls were folded, white broken bones pierced through the flesh and protruded out of the body, the spirit gun also flew away from his hand, and was stuck on the wall of the pit beside him. With the maintenance of spiritual energy, the spiritual spear after spiritual transformation has returned to its original form.
This is the terrifying feeling after the spiritual transformation of the Dark Spiritual Martial Soldier. Tan Hui has realized that he has lost. However, at this time, his mood is surprisingly calm. He can't even feel the pain of his bones breaking. He opens his eyes slightly. With his eyes open, he looked at the black shadow suspended above him, his lips squirmed slightly, and he said faintly in his heart: Ghost Blood Blade? Violent? Five consecutive battles.
What he said in his heart was right, this was indeed the last time the black shadow in the sky raised his sword in the fifth consecutive battle, and the last time he struck hard at Tan Hui, who could not move...