Vol 2 Chapter 593:

Chapter 599
Li Shan fought ten rounds under Tang Yin's fast break, but he could fight back from start to finish but not more than three times. This is not only due to the difference in strength between the two, but also because of the fighting style of the two.
Expecting that he couldn't win, Li Shan was timid. After blocking Yin Yin for a few quick breaks, he made a fool and wanted to call the horse back.
He wanted to leave, but Tang Yin didn't give him a chance to escape at all. The two swords suddenly merged into one and turned into a long sickle. Then, he tried his best to cut three swords.
The three Lingbos either swept or chopped or slanted, and enclaved at Lishan. Lishan was frightened. He hurriedly lifted his two hammers and drank and released two Lingbos.
With two muffled sounds, two of the three Lingbos sent by Tang Yin were resisted by his Lingbo, and the Lingbo that he split up could no longer resist.
At the critical moment, Li Shan could only do his best to put the double hammers across his chest and use the spiritual hammer to stop Tang Yin's Lingbo. He heard a crackling sound, Tang Yin's Lingbo cracked his double hammer firmly. , His powerful impact could not bear Li Shan's strength, and his feet were pulled apart from the horse's mule. The whole man bounced off from the back immediately, and then looked at his horse. Wave was cut into two pieces stiffly. After a burst of blood mist burst, the two horse corpses were dumped left and right.
Li Shan fell more than three meters away, sat on the ground with one buttock, and then rolled back a few meters. This forced him to stop and the others had not got up yet. First, wow, spit the three big mouths of blood, and the two hammers dropped his hands to the ground, eyes Slack and unconscious
He was rickety and was about to get up from the ground. Tang Yin had rushed the horse from behind him and arrived behind him. Tang Yin hurriedly pulled the reins of the steed, and heard the hissing of the steed, and kicked high in front of him. Tang Yin leaned forward, holding the reins tightly in one hand, and holding the sickle high in one hand, without warning, stopping on the blade in mid-air to burn a black flame. At the moment the flame was generated, his sickle was also fierce. Chop down
Clicking on the knife, it was chopped on Li Shan's neck. The latter did not even make a sound. His head fell to the ground. The headless body did not spit blood, but a strong mist emerged from his broken neck. Into Tang Yin's nostrils
Another Sichuan general died under Tang Yin's sword. This is how he killed the second general. The former Sichuan general died. Xue Rong is not clear, but Li Shan's death, he can be on the wall. See clearly
Not to mention Xue Rong's complexion changed and he took a deep breath. Even the other Sichuan generals shivered, frowned, and a cold sweat oozed from his palm.
"Who is this person, and how so powerful" Xue Rong murmured mutteringly.
At this time, Admiral Wu Rui, standing next to him, said: "If the end is correct, this person should be the wind king Tang Yin."
When the Four Kingdoms fell, Wu Rui was the vanguard in the Sichuan Army and had contact with Tang Yin. He was naturally more familiar with Tang Yin than other Sichuan generals.
"Wind King Tang Yin?" Xue Rong and the generals around Sichuan were a little bit unbelievable in their ears. Feng Wang Tang Yin would come to his own camp to fight alone. This is too incredible. How is that possible? However, Wu Rui has always been rigorous. Besides, at this time, he can't make jokes.
Xue Rong stayed for a while before returning to God, and asked indefinitely, "General Wu, is this man really the Wind King?"
Wu Shi nodded heavily
A glimmer of light flashed in Xue Rong's eyes. He took a deep breath and asked to the left and right: "Which general is willing to go out and capture the King of the Wind?"
Everyone wanted the great work of capturing the King of the Wind, but everyone also had to weigh and measure their own strength. Li Shan was so brave, but he was beaten in front of Tang Yin with no strength to fight back. return
Even Sichuan's prestigious warrior Wu Rui did not dare to rush into battle at this time. After all, Tang Yin's strength was there, and if he did not have full confidence or was forced to do so, a general like him would not Easy to play
Xue Rong asked three times in a row. His Majesty's nearly a hundred war generals did not answer any of them. Such embarrassing scenes were unexpected to him.
He raised his eyebrows, turned back, looked around the generals, and asked incredulously: "Why? The ranks are intimidated by the Wind King? No one dares to go out to meet?"
He heard all this questioning. Several Sichuan nationals including Wu Rui couldn't sit still. Before the people came out to answer the call, the gate of the Sichuan camp suddenly opened, and then they rushed out of the camp. A general
The man was covered in red, the armor was red, the big tadpole behind was red, and the warhorse was also red. This man was galloping on the battlefield, like a blaze of fire, with a magnificent momentum, murderous man
The Sichuanese who played the battle will not be anyone else. It is the leader of the Blood Guard Battalion named by Tang Yin. Qin Hui saw Qin Hui suddenly play. Xue Rong and the Sichuan generals were shocked. Last night, he Although Wu Guang, the general who killed the wind country, has experienced a fierce battle, the aura is severely depleted, and he is still injured. Even if it is not severely injured, it will affect his combat power more or less. It ’s not wise to go out to face Tang Yin
Fearing that Qin Hui was at fault, Xue Rong held up the wall, leaned out of his figure, and shouted out: "General Qin returns to camp for the time being, and the coach sends someone else to capture the wind king."
Qin Hui, who was rushing away after leaving the camp gate, didn't seem to hear Xue Rong's cry, didn't turn his head back, and ran fast.
After a short time, he rushed the horse to Tang Yin's presence. After stopping the war horse, he looked up and down Tang Yin and asked with a deep voice: "But the wind king Tang Yin?"
Tang Yin wasn't surprised that the other party called out his identity at once. He didn't answer. His eyes were cold as frost, and he stared at Qin Hui.
Seeing the other party did not deny it, it must be that Tang Yin was right. Qin Hui raised his lips and sneered, saying, "Yesterday, it was you who died under this gun, but Wu Guang's unlucky guy did you. For the dead ghost, this seat still sighed with regret for this reason, unexpectedly, you took the initiative to come to your door today ... "
The more Tang Yin heard his face, the more ugly he was, and when the other party said that his face was gloomy and almost black, he interrupted: "You are Qin Hui of the Blood Guard Camp?"
"Yes," Qin Hui raised the spear gun in his hand, pointed at the tip of Tang Yin's nose, and said, "Come, come, come today, you and I will fight a battle ..."
Before he finished speaking, the sickle on Tang Yin's palm was showing dazzling glow, at the same time, the surrounding air began to plummet, and the cold made people chill deep inside.
Qin Hui, a first-class master of Lingwu, immediately realized that something was wrong, but at this moment, Tang Yin, who was opposite, had already lifted his sword sharply, facing Qin Hui's emptiness as his sickle fell, suddenly in the sky A huge black shadow turned out, the black shadow covered the black robe from head to toe, holding a long sickle, the huge figure was completely suspended in the air, and suddenly, the black shadow issued a deafening, earth-shattering roar, waving the sickle, Fly straight to Qin Hui
"Ghost Blood Blade? Rage" Qin Hui recognized a wide range of knowledge, and immediately recognized the spiritual skills of Tang Yinbing's spirit after being transformed, but because of this, his heart also lay a layer haze
Before he could think too much, Qin Hui did his best to complete the spirit change of the soldier in an instant, and the spirit gun turned into a fire snake in his hand.
He had just completed the spiritual transformation of the soldier, and a huge black shadow had come near him, and the raised sickle fiercely chopped down at him.
Qin Hui yelled, swaggered the spirit gun, listened to the sound of a loud thunder, and only a moment, Qin Hui 's war horse was shocked, and there was one more on the ground. A large pit more than three meters long
After the sword passed, Hei Ying cut it down fiercely in the air. Qin Hui couldn't find a chance to fight back. He could only fight again with a thunderous and thunderous voice. This knife from Hei Ying took Qin Hui from the deep pit. The internal shock came out
Others flew upside down in the air, countless cracks and shadows appeared on the spirit armor of his body, and he did not wait for his shape to land. The third sword came again. Qin Hui was in the air, barely parrying him.
Bang
This knife directly knocked down the body that Qin Hui flew out of, and shook the ground again into a deep pit. Qin Hui was lying on the bottom of the pit, and the spiritual armor on many parts of his body had fallen off, especially his Arms and palms, Ling armor completely destroyed
However, Tang Yin's transformation of the soldier's spirit is still not over ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The giant shadow has not disappeared in the air, the sickle is raised again, aiming at Qin Hui, it is a heavy split
At this time, Qin Hui didn't even have the chance to cover up the armor again. Seeing that the other party's killing moves were coming, he could only get out, half kneeled at the bottom of the pit, raised the spirit gun to parry again.
Clicking this time was not the sound of a thunderous thunder, but the sound of a thunderstorm in the clear sky. The original large pit more than two meters wide, with this knife cut, it suddenly expanded to more than four meters wide, the dust was flying, and the gravel filled the sky. Qin Hui, who was lying flat in the pit, folded the two bowls together, Bai Sensen's broken bones pierced the flesh and got out of the body. The spirit gun also flew off his hands, inserted on the side of the pit wall, because he lost his aura. The maintenance of the spirit gun has changed back to its original form
This is the horrible change of the Dark Spirit soldiers. Qin Hui has realized that he has lost, but at this time his mood is surprisingly calm, and he can't even feel the pain in his bones. He opened his eyes slightly. Head, looking at the black shadow floating above himself, his lips squirmed slightly, and his heart murmured: Ghost Blood Blade? Rage? Five consecutive battles
He was right in saying that this was indeed the last time that the black shadow in the five consecutive battles raised the knife, and the last time Tan Hui, who couldn't move, slashed and hit ...
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