Chapter 884

Shan Yang quickly walked up to Tang Yin and others, raised his hands and said, "His Royal Highness the Wind King, General Shan Yang, is the TXT downloader who was ordered to protect His Highness when he returned to the city."

Pan He wanted to kill Tang Yin in public, which also made Ren Xin wary. On the way back to the camp, he specially arranged for Shan Yang to come back to protect Tang Yin.

After hearing Shan Yang's intention, everyone heaved a sigh of relief. Tang Yin smiled and said, "In this case...it's General Ma Dan."

"Your Majesty, King Feng, you don't have to be polite. It's also your duty to be the last general." Shan Yang smiled and said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone.

Shan Yang was ordered by Ren Fang to protect Tang Yin from returning to the city. Ren Fang was right. Although Pan He failed, the Zhen army's determination to get rid of Tang Yin did not waver.

On Tang Yin's way back to Jinyang, the elite Zhen army led by Generals Pan He and Wu Jin quietly laid an ambush, just waiting for Tang Yin to pass by so that they could kill him suddenly.

To the surprise of everyone in the Zhen Army, Shan Yang actually followed Tang Yin and others. The Zhen Army personnel who found out the situation quickly reported it to Pan He and Wu Jin.

At this time, Pan He and Wu Jin were in a courtyard near the street. When they heard the report from the people below, they were both shocked. How could Shan Yang be with Tang Yin? This is troublesome.

Wu Jin frowned and murmured: "Since Shan Yang is here, I think it is difficult for us to succeed in this operation. General Pan, we should go back and report to General Han!"

Pan He's eyes kept rolling, recalling the situation when Shan Yang blocked him in the tavern, anger arose in his heart, and he grew evil in his heart. He gritted his teeth and said: "At the critical moment, Shan Yang, the thief, ruined my big job. , Now that he is escorting Tang Yin back to the city, he deserves death. I don’t think we need to talk about our alliance with him anymore, so we might as well kill him too!”

When Wu Jin heard this, his expression suddenly changed. Will he kill Shan Yang together? Shan Yang is the general of the Sichuan Kingdom. If he dies in his own hands, things will become a big deal. Can the Sichuan Kingdom just let it go? Wu Jin was calmer than Pan He. He said worriedly: "I think...it's better to inform the general first and then make a decision, right?!"

"It's too late!" Pan He said in a deep voice: "Go and report to the general now. When the general makes up his mind before sending back the order, Tang Yin would have run back to the city! If you don't dare to do it, then I will do it alone. You should leave now so that I don’t have to worry about you.”

Wu Jin was not an unknown person in Zhen Kingdom, he was also a famous general. Hearing Pan He's words, he suddenly lost face. He sneered, raised the corners of his mouth contemptuously, and said: "Am I afraid of getting into trouble? The two armies are fighting each other, and I will survive a narrow escape. If you have never been afraid before, why would you still be afraid of this? General Pan, don’t look down on people too much!”

Pan He secretly laughed in his heart, Wu Jin really couldn't stand his own excitement. He nodded with a serious face and said, "In that case, we two brothers will do a big thing today and kill Tang Yin!"

Wu Jin took a deep breath, calmed down, and said, "I listen to you and do this!"

Even though Pan He and Wu Jin knew that Shan Yang was escorting Tang Yin, they decided to give it a go and get rid of Tang Yin by force.

The elite Zhen army led by him quietly lurked on both sides of the street. Some people were lying on the roofs, while others were hiding in alleys, waiting for Generals Pan and Wu to give orders so that they could fight out together.

As for Tang Yin and others, they were chatting without a word while walking towards the inner city of Jinyang.

Tang Yin wanted to learn more about the current situation of the Sichuan-Zhen Allied Forces through a conversation with Shan Yang, but Shan Yang spoke very little, and even when answering Tang Yin's questions, the answers were vague.

After talking for a while, Tang Yin understood that this Sichuan general named Shan Yang was not an ordinary brave general. He was cautious and taciturn. It was not easy to get words out of him.

Just as they were walking forward, Tang Yin suddenly stopped, squinted his eyes, and silently looked around the front.

Seeing this, Jiang Fan, Cheng Jin, Shan Yang and others were stunned, looking at him in confusion, and then followed Tang Yin's gaze to look at the street ahead. The street was deserted, not even a ghost was seen. They couldn't understand why Tang Yin suddenly stopped leaving.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong?" Cheng Jin asked softly with concern.

Tang Yin raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Something's wrong." In fact, the Zhen army in front was hiding in a very hidden way. Tang Yin didn't see anything at all, but he was keenly aware of the murderous intent ahead, a very strong murderous intent.

Hearing what he said, Jiang Fan and Cheng Jin both became nervous. They restrained their minds and focused their attention on the front, but even if they used their eyesight well, they still couldn't see any clues.

Shan Yang didn't notice anything. He just thought that Tang Yin was neurotic. He smiled calmly and said, "Your Highness, King Feng, don't worry. Your Highness will be protected in the future."

Tang Yin didn't speak, but a layer of faint black mist emitted around his body. The black mist surrounded his body, condensing and not dissipating. It was a precursor to the transformation of spiritual armor. Tang Yin did not complete the transformation of the spiritual armor right away. He just spread out the spiritual energy first. If something went wrong, he could immediately put up the spiritual armor.

Jiang Fan and Cheng Jin were both subordinates who had followed Tang Yin for a long time and understood his personality. If he had not discovered the existence of danger, the king would never have been so prepared to face a powerful enemy. Jiang Fan and Cheng Jin also became nervous, imitating Tang Yin, dispersing spiritual energy outside their bodies, ready to complete the spiritual armor at any time.

In response to their nervousness, Shan Yang secretly shook his head, said nothing more, and continued to move forward with Tang Yin and others.

They hadn't walked far when suddenly, a shrill whistle sounded from a house on the side of the street. Almost at the same time as the whistle sounded, hundreds of Zhenjun soldiers stood up on the roofs on both sides of the street, each holding a bow and arrow, and fired at Tang Yin and others in the center of the street.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh! The arrows flew like locusts and as fast as lightning, flying towards Tang Yin and others. Tang Yin, Jiang Fan, and Cheng Jin were well prepared. The three of them covered themselves with spiritual armor at the same time, and then dodged with shadow drift. Although there were still arrows shot at them, the spiritual armor had blocked them.

The three of them dodged, but Shan Yang and the four followers brought by Tang Yin did not know shadow drift.

Shan Yang is indeed the top-level general of Sichuan State. His spiritual martial arts are so exquisite that they are astonishing. He reacted very quickly. Even without any precautions, he still covered himself with spiritual armor before the arrows hit him. The carved feathers nailed to his body, jingling and rebounding to the ground. Not to mention that there was not even a crack on the spiritual armor on Shan Yang's body, he stood up without even moving.

As for Tang Yin's four followers, none of them were spared. They all died under the flying arrows and fell in a pool of blood.

The arrows had just stopped, and suddenly, shouts of killing came from the alleys on both sides of the street. Then, hundreds of Zhen soldiers swarmed out and rushed straight to Tang Yin, Jiang Fan, Cheng Jin, and Shan Yang to kill.

Facing the wolf-like Zhen army, Shan Yang was a little bit unable to react for a while. While dodging the Zhen army that pounced on him, he shouted in a deep voice: "I am Shan Yang, the general of Chuan State. Who sent you here to ambush? Where is your commander?"

No one answered his question. The Zhen soldiers kept their heads down and waved their swords at him. Every sword was a killing move with all their strength.

Some of these Zhen soldiers were ordinary soldiers, while some were spiritual cultivators with profound cultivation. If they were really hit by their spiritual weapons, even Shan Yang's spiritual armor could not resist. Under their crazy attack, Shan Yang was forced to retreat again and again.

On the other side, Tang Yin and others were not at ease either.

Cheng Jin was surrounded by dozens of spiritual cultivators. Although he had Shadow Drift and could dodge at every critical moment, it still made people feel that there was still danger; Jiang Fan was escaped by Wu Jin, who was a fierce general of the Zhen Kingdom, brave and good at fighting, and his strength was comparable to Gao Jun. Although Jiang Fan would not lose to him in the battle, it would be difficult to defeat him in a short time.

The Zhen army besieged Tang Yin the most, and about half of these Zhen soldiers were spiritual cultivators. The leader was not someone else, but Pan He who showed his stuff to Tang Yin in the tavern.

Pan He wanted to achieve extraordinary success, so he attacked Tang Yin most fiercely. He held a magic sword and attacked Tang Yin with one sword after another, killing him.

Although there were many enemies around, Tang Yin was not nervous at all. He had encountered too many such scenes, and he had also experienced bigger and more dangerous storms than this.

Tang Yin responded carefully, countering the moves, and at the same time he could keep an eye on all directions and listen to all directions, avoiding the killing moves that came from time to time.

Seeing that many of them could not defeat Tang Yin alone, Pan He was anxious and shouted at the people around him: "Everyone, work harder, we must take Tang Yin's head today no matter what!"

Under his repeated urging, the siege of the Zhen army became more fierce. Tang Yin was surrounded by swords and shadows, and gradually he could no longer be seen.

There were many enemies around, and it was difficult for Tang Yin to perform. He used shadow drift to flash to the encirclement of the Zhen army. At the same time, he had two more crescent-shaped knives in his hands. The two swords were spiritualized at the same time, and then a strange sickle appeared. When Tang Yin swung his sword, three Zhen army soldiers were unable to dodge and were cut in half.

No blood flowed, only white spiritual mist emanated from the corpses, which was the effect of the burning soul of the dark fire.

"Tang thief, don't be so arrogant!" Pan He shouted, rushed out of his own crowd, saw Tang Yin, and shook his hand to throw out a spiritual chaos wind.

Tang Yin didn't care about killing other enemies, and used shadow drift again, flashing directly to Pan He's side, and swung the sickle in his hand forward, slashing Pan He's chest. The latter reacted quickly and immediately raised his sword to block. There was a crisp sound in his ear. Pan He was hit by the impact of the sword and took three consecutive steps back before he stabilized his body.

He stared at Tang Yin with his eyes wide open in disbelief. He didn't expect that Tang Yin, a monarch, was so strong and his spiritual martial arts were so powerful! He was still in a daze when Tang Yin's follow-up move came again. The sickle chopped Huashan Mountain straight for his forehead.