Vol 2 Chapter 578:

Chapter 578
Tang Yin? Wind King? Hu Liang, the Sichuan generals, and the soldiers present all looked at Tang Yin with incredible eyes, speechless for a long time. "Domain names are familiar"
Who would have thought that this elaborate work under the pseudonym Gao Hu of hún's entry into the army would turn out to be the wind king Tang Yin himself. How dare it be?
"You ... Are you really the King of the Wind?" After a long while, Hu Liang came back and asked stutteringly.
"It's a fake replacement." Tang Yin shrugged with a smile, threw away her handkerchief, picked up the clothes hanging aside, and slowly put them on.
Hu Liang's brow frowned, and he turned around to look at the two Sichuan generals next to him.
The two immediately noticed that both chōu put out a sabre and shake their hands to spiritualize them. At the same time, the two also covered the armor and stepped over Tang Yin step by step.
Although they were shocked and terrified of Gao Hu's true identity, they immediately realized that the opportunity was coming. The Qiang Army could turn defeat into a victory and reverse the current precarious situation. Of course, if they had to capture Tang Yin.
"Killing—" Without warning, the two Sichuan generals attacked in unison, two spirit swords, and drawn two long cold lights in the air, stabbing to Tang Yin's face mén and ōng.
The two gave out their swords at full speed, and when they saw that the sharp edge of the two swords was about to touch Tang Yin, the latter's body suddenly disappeared, and even the sabers standing beside them disappeared.
The two Sichuans shook their hearts and turned back to their bodies in unison, looking up, and saw that Tang Yin was standing behind them, slowly chopping out his sabre, and looking closely, his body was still surrounded by silk. Black mist.
I have heard that Tang Yin is a spiritual practitioner in the dark, and that Lingwu is very strong and strong. I can see it today and it is true. The two Sichuan generals did not dare to show the slightest intention, and looked at each other, both of which released the Lingwu skills.
Within the camp, a sudden ray of light flourished, and then hundreds of spirit blades emerged out of thin air, whistling over Tang Yin's body. The two of them wanted to suppress Tang Yin first with Lingwu skills, and then find an opportunity to take him down, but that was not easy.
Tang Yin's body was cut into fragments by countless spirit blades, but it was only an afterimage. His true body had long been unknown. The gigantic camp tentacles were smashed by the spirit blade in a split second, and the rags were scattered from the air.
A Sichuan general waved his hand repeatedly, trying to open the rags that flew down to block his sight, and then went to find the figure of Tang Yin, but suddenly, a huā in front of him, a beam of light greeted him.
Na Chuan secretly said badly, he responded quickly, his body fell down sharply, and Kankan avoided the stabbed spirit sword, but before he got up straight, his neck was killed by a large hand. Hold fast.
It is Tang Yin's hand. The palm of the hand is covered with a black armor, and the sharp and sharp fingertips are like a knife, piercing the general armor of the Sichuan general and deeply embedded in his leather ròu.
Na Chuan's face changed greatly, and she screamed in pain. She just wanted to break free of Tang Yin's palm, which had already ignited a black flame.
As soon as I heard it, the black fire spread from Chuan's neck to his whole body. Under the burning of the dark fire, Chuan converted the spirit armor on his body into smoke, and then the dark fire burned directly to his ròu. body.
A large living person who jumped alive, only blinked, and the jīng blood in his body was burned out, leaving only a soft skin in the dry body.
Slowly speaking, everything that happens is extremely fast. When all the shards of the camp had fallen to the ground, the body of the general Na Chuan collapsed to the ground, his eyes widened, and there was no blood flowing out, but the skin was pale and bloodless.
Another Sichuan general saw this and was so frightened that he couldn't find Tang Yin. He shouted subconsciously: "Tang thief get out!"
As soon as his words fell, he saw that the soldiers around him looked like ghosts, opened their mouths, and retreated back and forth, and people's eyes looked at him behind him.
Chuan Jiang realized what he was about, and suddenly turned back, and saw that a face covered with a black spirit armor was close to him.
The spirit armor is flat, there are no features, but there are two black dòng in the eyes, but there is a strange green light flashing inside. Chuan will scream in astonishment, instinctively lift up the spiritual sword in his hand, and want to chop Tang Yin in front of him, but the latter has taken a step ahead and grabbed his sword holding the wrist. I didn't see how hard he was, but he just shook his arm and heard a snapping sound. Chuan Jiang's wrist was broken along with the spirit armor outside, and Bai Sensen's broken bones were branched out.
Nachuan will almost faint on the spot, scream, and scream like a pig, and the sword in his hand will fall to the ground.
Hu Liang, who was standing not far away, wanted to rescue him, but suddenly, Tang Yin who restrained Chuan Jiang raised his head, and Lvyou's eyes stared straight at him.
What kind of thrilling scene Hu Liang has experienced in the field has never been seen, but at this time under the attention of Tang Yin, a chill emerged from the depths of his heart. Jī Ling Ling fought a cold war, and people couldn't help going backwards two steps.
Tang Yin raised his lips and lifted the spirit sword in his hand. The sharp edge arrived at the root of Nachuan's neck. He looked around at everyone around him, and the spirit sword in his hand pierced into Sichuan's body.
His movement is very slow. He deliberately made Chuan Jiang feel the taste of death for a while, and also made everyone present to see how he killed.
At this point, Chuan has no power to fight back. Jian Feng pierced his armor and penetrated into his back neck little by little. At the beginning, Chuan was still shaking fiercely, and his throat was exquisitely máo. Creepy grunts, as the main part of the sword stabbed into the body, Chuan's body gradually became motionless, the voice in his throat disappeared, and the eyes looking at everyone for help slowly faded. .
Watching a lively life tragically die under Tang Yinjian, the crowd at the scene could not bear the revenge, people's hearts were not only fear or fear.
"Ah-" I don't know who was the most unbearable first, and gave out a scream that changed its voice, then turned and ran away, followed closely, and a large number of soldiers rushed away and ran away in all directions, in an instant Only Tang Yin and Hu Liang not far away were left on the court.
sand! Tang Yin chōu gave out a spirit sword and kicked the body of Sichuan general in front of himself. He shook off the blood on the sword and smiled at Hu Liang. He said, "Hu Liang, your two robes have already taken a step. Don't let them wait too long on the road. "
The old man's body is straight and straight, and he doesn't know if he is furious or frightened. He has encountered many enemies, but he has never been so horrible and cruel as Tang Yin.
He raised his sword and pointed Tang Yin tremblingly away. After a long time, he yelled, "Tang thief, my husband has fight with you!" Between the words, he rushed towards Tang Yin with his sword.
He was a lot of years old, and Lingwu was not as good as those two Sichuan generals, but the two Sichuan generals died in front of Tang Yin without even walking to one, let alone let alone.
Hu Liang rushed up faster and returned faster, but was kicked back by Tang Yin.
Tang Yin's kick was on the protective goggles of Hu Liangōng's mouth. He directly broke his protective goggles and sunken down a large piece. The old man's body flew down more than five meters before falling to the ground. Before he got up, he vomited three blood.
"Hum!" Tang Yin hummed and walked towards him with a smile, and said calmly: "Hu Liang, you are so old, you do n’t enjoy a blessing at home, but you come to this country to visit this flowing hún water. Why? You are really not flattering in Sichuan. Otherwise, Brother Xiao will not send you to die in the country. "
Hu Liang lay on the ground, relieved his breath for a long while. He sat up hard, raised his head slowly, and looked at Tang Yin coming to himself, saying weakly: "Tang thief, killing is not just a point, You are not allowed to humiliate your husband ... "
"Haha—" Tang Yin froze for a while, then laughed on his back, shook his head and said, "Not sure? Sichuan people are really accustomed to it. When you talk, you are more like a monarch than me!"
Between words, he walked closer to Hu Liang without warning, and kicked him horizontally on the old man's cheek.
Hu Liang's body resembled a ball, and he rolled out for a long time before stopping. This time he was lying on the ground, never able to get up again, his eyes narrowed, and blood dripping down the corner of his mouth.
Tang Yin stood near him, glanced down at him and sneered: "Is that not enough? What you imposed on me, I haven't retrieved it yet!" During the conversation, his wrist trembled, and the spirit sword shè Out, nailed under Hu Liang's ribs.
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The anger in his heart was still there, Tang Yin looked around again, picked up a sabre, and walked back to Hu Liang cheerfully, squatted down, and yanked his hair, laughing: "Our There is still much time ... "
In the empty camp, there were few soldiers left. Tang Yin didn't pay attention to it. At this time, the camp became a hunting ground for his slaughter. In the camp, his body looked like a ghost, and he was hidden. Now, sometimes in the east, sometimes in the west, but every time he appears, there will always be a tragedy in his hands.
More than two thousand soldiers, only a thousand of them escaped. Some of the remaining people were fragmented and dead, and the other part disappeared without trace, leaving only scattered armor and uniforms.
For those soldiers who escaped by chance, Tang Yin is not a human at all, but more like a monster or a demon. The yīn shadow left in his heart will accompany them for life and affect everyone around them.
The sky was bright, and the 400,000 puppet troops trapped in the coalition camp now only have more than 100,000 people. Qian Chong, commander of the puppet army, wanted to continue to fight the trapped beasts. At this time, I heard someone in the coalition yell loudly: "Where is the money?"