Chapter 874

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While attacking, the Chuanzhen coalition also set traps in the houses near the city wall. According to Wu Rui, all the traps are ropes.

Tang Yin and the dark arrows did not leave the city immediately. The enemy's attack was too fierce this time, and there were many siege weapons. The pressure on the soldiers defending the city doubled. Tang Yin and the dark arrows were now all on the city to assist the new army in resisting the enemy.

The large siege weapons in the enemy were the main targets of Tang Yin and others. Seeing towers approaching the city wall, cold arrows were shot from time to time, and soldiers on his side were shot and fell to the ground from time to time, Tang Yin was also anxious.

He put away his two knives, aimed at a tower, stepped back a few steps, and then shouted loudly. His body was like an arrow, rushing forward, and his toes stepped on the arrow stack with force, and the whole person rushed out from the top of the city.

Bang! His figure landed on the tower, and his ten fingers wrapped in spiritual armor, as sharp as ten knives, pierced deeply into the wooden planks of the tower. Then he climbed up quickly, sticking to the wooden planks like a gecko.

The Sichuan army on the tower were not blind, so they saw Tang Yin jumping over. They were shocked at first, and then they dropped their bows and shot arrows at Tang Yin who was climbing up.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

In an instant, dozens of arrows shot at Tang Yin. On the tower, Tang Yin could not dodge and could only grit his teeth and endure. Dang, dang, dang! The arrows hit his spiritual armor continuously, sparks flew, and a series of crisp sounds were heard. Under the force of the impact, Tang Yin's fingers that hit the wooden planks actually scratched a more than one-foot long crack on the wooden planks.

Not giving the enemy a second chance to shoot arrows, he used all his strength, used his hands and feet, climbed up more than three meters in one breath, and then jumped to the top of the tower. The top of the tower was full of Sichuan soldiers, and there was no space to be found. Tang Yin's shadow drift could not be used. He rushed up and pulled two Sichuan soldiers off the tower.

The two Sichuan soldiers screamed and fell down. Tang Yin fell to where they were, and met the densely packed Sichuan soldiers on top. There was a half second of silence, and then the Sichuan soldiers roared together and squeezed towards Tang Yin, trying to squeeze him out of the tower. But Tang Yin, who had finally rushed up, would not let them do as they wished. He raised his palms and chopped and cut at the Sichuan soldiers in front of him.

Although it was just a palm, it was attached with hard spiritual armor, and the fingertips were as sharp as knives. No matter if it was chopped or scratched, it would cost half of your life. Under Tang Yin's crazy attack, there were screams in the tower, and blood and broken body parts flew down from the top from time to time, falling on the heads and bodies of the soldiers below, causing people's faces to change drastically.

In just a blink of an eye, dozens of Sichuan soldiers on the tower were killed by Tang Yin. Looking at the top of the tower, there was no complete body inside. The ground was covered with blood and body parts, as if it had just been chopped by a meat grinder. Blood kept dripping along the gaps between the floors.

After killing all the enemy soldiers on the tower, Tang Yin did not stop for a moment. He took out his two swords, transformed them into sickles, and swept down with all his strength. Snap! The tower was split in half from the center, and the two halves of the tower fell to the left and right, while Tang Yin on the tower had already flashed back to the city wall.

It sounds slow, but in fact, it only took Tang Yin a moment to destroy a tower. Back to the city wall, he did not stop at all and went to find the next target. Soon, he saw several towers gathered on the west side of the city gate, and they were engaged in fierce shooting with their brothers on the city wall. Tang Yin rushed over without thinking.

When he got closer, he saw that there were not only several enemy towers, but also several rams below, which were hitting the city wall. In order to cover the rams below, the Sichuan soldiers on the towers frantically shot arrows at the Feng Army on the city, forcing the Feng Army to be unable to lean out and throw rolling logs and stones.

Tang Yin quickly made a judgment that the rams below were far more threatening than the towers. Once the city wall was damaged, the enemy outside could directly rush into the city, and it would be even more difficult for his side to resist. Tang Yin performed shadow drift, flashed from the city to the outside, and appeared in the crowd of Sichuan soldiers who were pushing the rams to hit the city wall.

Before the Sichuan soldiers on the left and right could react, Tang Yin's sickle had already swung out. His target was not the enemy, but the rams. With only two cuts, the frames of the two rams on his left and right were cut off, and the rams also collapsed to the ground. At this time, the Sichuan Army came to their senses. People first screamed, and then swarmed towards Tang Yin.

These ordinary Sichuan soldiers were not even a threat to Tang Yin. Their charge was like a moth flying into a flame. Tang Yin swung his sickle and with just one sweep, more than a dozen Sichuan soldiers who rushed to him were cut in half, and half of their bodies were scattered all over the ground.

Tang Yin's quick knife swept through the crowd of Sichuan soldiers, just like a whirlwind sweeping away the remnants of clouds. A few cold lights flashed, and the casualties were no less than a hundred. The battle here immediately attracted a large number of Sichuan-Zhen coalition forces. Seeing that the number of enemies was increasing and the space for his own display was decreasing, Tang Yin no longer paid attention to the enemy, looking for opportunities, and taking advantage of the gap to attack the opponent's rams.

Let's talk about Wu Rui and others who had set up an ambush in the outer city and waited for the dark spiritual cultivator to appear, but they did not see the dark spiritual cultivator appear. Just when they were waiting anxiously, they suddenly heard that the dark spiritual cultivator and the soldiers who attacked the city started fighting. Wu Rui was refreshed and took a dozen spiritual cultivators from the Sichuan and Zhen armies and went straight to the place where the dark spiritual cultivator appeared.

When Wu Rui and his men arrived, Tang Yin had destroyed most of the Sichuan Army's battering rams. Under the city wall, several damaged battering rams were parked there and could no longer be used. There were also two or three hundred Sichuan Army corpses lying around. Seeing this, the spiritual practitioners who followed Wu Rui roared and rushed towards Tang Yin.

More than a dozen people, more than a dozen spiritual weapons, slashed or stabbed, focusing on attacking Tang Yin. They were fast, and Tang Yin's speed was not slow either. He twisted his body and slid out of the gap of the opponent's attack at an incredible angle, then returned his hand and swept a knife to the back of a spiritual practitioner. The man was frightened and sweated coldly, and hurriedly lowered his body, barely dodging Tang Yin's knife.

After missing the first attack, Tang Yin did not entangle and immediately looked for the next target to attack. More than a dozen spiritual practitioners fought Tang Yin alone, but the latter did not show any signs of being unable to resist. He moved freely in the crowd and occasionally fought back with a knife, which made the opponent panic.

Wu Rui, who was watching the battle, took a breath of cold air and thought to himself: What a powerful dark spiritual practitioner! Not only is his cultivation profound, but his skills are also agile and strange. Who is this person? Why haven't I heard that there are such powerful dark spiritual practitioners in Feng Country?

He was still thinking in his heart, and the battle on the field had changed. Tang Yin, who was originally fighting, suddenly exerted his strength and split his sickle into two. He held two knives and attacked with quick knives continuously. In just a blink of an eye, Tang Yin attacked more than 20 knives in one breath. After this round of quick knives, more than a dozen spiritual practitioners, three of whom fell to the ground with knives, and two were slightly injured.

Wu Rui secretly shouted that it was bad! He didn't dare to continue watching the battle. Holding the Flame Blood Soul Spear, he rushed to Tang Yin in a few steps, and stabbed without saying a word.

Wow! This man's spear skills are quite fast! Tang Yin's heart moved, and he didn't dare to be careless. He dodged to the side and let his edge. Wu Rui's arm shook, and he changed his stab into a sweep, slashing Tang Yin's temple. Tang Yin slid down and dodged to Wu Rui's side, and moved his two knives from bottom to top, stabbing the opponent's ribs.

Wu Rui was shocked. The opponent did not use the shadow drift, but how could his body move so fast? He took a deep breath, jumped, and rushed back two meters away. Tang Yin's two knives almost brushed past his nose.

Tang Yin was in the upper hand and refused to give up. He immediately launched a rush attack. The two knives merged into one, turning into a sickle, flying up and down, and forced Wu Rui to retreat again and again. Fortunately, the spiritual practitioners on both sides rushed forward in time to block Tang Yin, giving Wu Rui a chance to catch his breath, otherwise, he might really be injured by Tang Yin's quick knife.

Being beaten so badly by a dark spiritual practitioner, Wu Rui's self-esteem couldn't stand it. He suddenly roared and used his most powerful skill - the spiritual transformation of soldiers. The flame blood soul spear in his hand shone brightly, piercing the eyes. The spear broke and turned into a chain whip connected by spiritual energy. Then he used all his strength, aimed at Tang Yin, and swept across with a heavy whip.

Buzz - the spirit whip broke through the wind, making a soul-stirring whistling sound. Tang Yin had already seen the other party perform the spiritual transformation of the soldier, and he also wanted to try how powerful the other party's spiritual transformation of the soldier was. He added strength to his arms and blocked with his sword.

Clang clang - this violent metal collision sound was like a thunder in the clear sky. The soldiers around him threw away their weapons, covered their ears and howled and retreated repeatedly, and blood flowed out through the gaps between their fingers. Even the spiritual practitioners on the left and right were shocked and felt stuffy in their hearts, their blood surged, and their throats felt sweet.

The collision of spiritual weapons was deafening, but the spiritual pressure that burst out at that moment was the most threatening. The soldiers of the Chuanzhen coalition army nearby were bleeding from all seven orifices, and they were also injured by the spiritual pressure, not by the loud noise.

In a head-on confrontation, Tang Yin took two steps back, and Wu Rui did not move, but the latter took the initiative to attack, naturally taking the lead and the advantage. Tang Yin was eager to win, and his figure jumped high. When he fell, he held the sickle with both hands, aimed at Wu Rui's head, and swung a heavy knife fiercely.

Boom boom - the sickle broke through the wind, and it had already emitted a faint sound of thunder. Its force was so great that it was as powerful as a thousand pounds. Wu Rui, who had such a superb cultivation and had already used the spiritual transformation of the weapon, did not dare to resist its edge, and withdrew. At the same time, he shook his wrist and the spiritual whip stabbed Tang Yin's heart from bottom to top.

He was fast, but Tang Yin was even faster. He was still in mid-air when he suddenly turned into a ball of black mist and disappeared. Wu Rui's spiritual weapon only pierced a ball of air. At the moment when the latter was slightly stunned, a fierce wind arose behind him, and a sharp whistling sound came rapidly.

Oops! Wu Rui had no time to think carefully. At this critical moment of life and death, he didn't care about his face. He rolled like a lazy donkey, fell to the ground, and rolled forward three or four meters.

This was also thanks to his quick reaction, otherwise Tang Yin's knife from behind would be enough to cut him in two.