Chapter 885:

Pan He was overwhelmed by Tang Yin's fast knife. When he saw the opponent's knife approaching again, he hurriedly evaded to dodge the attack.
Tang Yin attacked more than ten knives in one fell swoop, and Pan He was taken back more than ten steps. The situation was in peril. The surrounding spiritual army practitioners shouted and yelled with all their strength to storm Tang Yin.
Many spiritual practitioners have released Lingwu skills together, which is appalling and powerful, and even Tang Yin dares not to carelessly, and escapes with shadow drift.
Tang Yin, Jiang Fan, and Cheng Jin are all spiritual practitioners in the dark. They are weird in shape and appear from time to time. Although the number of the Zhen army is large, it is not easy to hurt them.
While his siege besieged Tang Yin, Pan He panted and looked around the battlefield form quickly, and his heart was anxious, the shadow drift of the dark spiritual practitioners was really severe. So many people of their own could not hurt them. How can this be good?
While he was scratching his ears and scratching his cheeks, he suddenly remembered that Wu Rui had said that the best way to deal with dark spiritual practitioners was to use ropes.
With this in mind, Pan He's eyes flashed and he shouted, "Brothers, wrap them around with rope!"
Upon hearing what he said, Sergeant Zhen rushed back to the house and took out the rope. These ropes are stumbling horses, thick and sturdy, and it is difficult for ordinary people to cut them with a knife. Under Pan He's command, the Zhen army no longer blindly stormed, but instead sneaked with ropes in the attack.
The other party will use the rope, quite as expected by Tang Yin and others.
Tang Yin was fighting fiercely with several Zhenjun spiritual practitioners. Suddenly, several Zhenjun spiritual practitioners in front of them jumped out and jumped out. Tang Yin hadn't figured out what happened. A long rope hit him. Heading sideways, the target was his neck. Tang Yin responded extremely quickly, her body retracted downwards, and she squatted to let the rope pass.
Before he could stand up, another rope swept across. Tang Yin jumped up and tried to let the rope pass, but he avoided his right foot, but his left foot was half a beat slow, and he was touching the ankle by the rope. The two Zhenjun spiritual practitioners holding the rope immediately interspersed and ran, causing the rope to make a buckle on Tang Yin's ankle, entangled him.
Seeing that his own rope worked, Pan He was overjoyed and shouted, "Kill Tang Yin! Quickly kill Tang Yin!" Although he shouted Huan, he didn't rush up. He was scared by Tang Yin's fast knife just now. Dare to approach Tang Yin easily.
Needless to remind him, the surrounding Zhen army is not blind. Naturally realize that the opportunity is coming. While Tang Yin's ankle is entangled, people once again release Lingwu skills and attack Tang Yin.
The ankle is restrained, the shadow drift cannot be cast, and there are so many spirit blades and thorns flying around to focus on themselves, and they are replaced by others, for fear that they are already panicked, but Tang Yin is not panic, calm and calm. He raised his corner of the mouth, sneered, and muttered lowly, "Sculpture of the worm!"
Between the words, he held the sickle and waved the knife to the left and right side calmly. As the sickle passed, the Lingbo was born. He heard two clicks in the ear wheel, and Lingbo chopped on the rope accurately, breaking it instantly. At the same time, at the same time, the rope around Tang Yin's ankle was loosened naturally.
Almost at the same time that the rope was loosened, Tang Yin's figure disappeared immediately, and the spiritual skills of the surrounding Zhenjun spiritual practitioners only hit the air. Pan He on the side could see clearly, and hurriedly hid his feet, shouting: "One rope is not enough, then use ten or one hundred. No matter what, today, you must leave Tang thief!"
Everyone in the Zhenjun grinned secretly. It was easier said than done to capture or kill Tang Yin. Taking Tang Yin's practice as a top-level dark spiritual practitioner.
People lacked confidence, but under the urging of Pan Hesheng's exhaustion, they could only cheer up and attack Tang Yin again.
The current Zhenjun spiritual practitioners have voluntarily divided themselves into two groups, one with the end of the rope, while attacking Tang Yin, while looking for opportunities, as long as there is a gap, he wrapped the rope around Tang Yin.
Under the enemy's tactics, Tang Yin didn't dare to carelessly, and responded carefully.
As the fighting intensified, more and more spiritual practitioners besieged Tang Yin, and the ropes became more and more dense. Gradually, Tang Yin began to struggle.
After all, he was just a man, and there were enemy spiritual practitioners all around him.
During the battle, Tang Yin was only a little careless. The rope coming from behind entangled his waist. When Tang Yin was about to cut the rope with a knife, another rope entangled his wrist holding the knife and grabbed it. The clergyman with the rope pulled the milk to tighten the rope, making it difficult for his arm to move.
Seeing the opportunity, a Zhenjun spiritual practitioner shouted, stabbed at Tang Yin, and the blade straight took Tang Yin's head.
His waist was entangled, Tang Yin was unable to move and dodge, his arm was tangled, and Tang Yin was unable to wave his sword to block it. It was unexpected when the surrounding Zhenjun thought that Tang Yin was bound to die, and the cultivator ’s face showed ecstasy. It happened.
In their eyes, Tang Yin, who was undoubtedly dead, suddenly raised his leg. This leg came suddenly and unexpectedly. The Zhenjun spiritual practitioner who gave the sword was not prepared enough and was kicked firmly by Tang Yin's chest. On the whole, the whole person was like a shell that was fired, and flew backwards straight, fell into the crowd, and knocked down a piece of the Zhen army.
Look at him again at this time, the spirit armor in front of his chest was kicked out of a large hole, people lying on the ground, his limbs twitched, and looked at it. Unexpectedly, the constrained Tang Yin can be so powerful and can hurt people. The surrounding Zhenjun looked at each other and shouted inadvertently: "Have an arrow! Shoot and kill the Tang thief!"
People stepped back, opened their distances, twisted their bows and arrows to shoot Tang Yin all together.
On the other side, Jiang Fan and Cheng Jin also had headaches caused by Zhen Jun's rope tactics. They could not protect themselves. They did not see the situation on Tang Yin's side, but Shan Yang did.
After all, Shan Yang is a general of the Sichuan Army. There are not many Zhen army sieges, and most of them are ordinary soldiers. The Zhen army does not want to kill him or hurt him. He only wants to hold him back so that he cannot help Tang Yin.
In the face of the Zhen army around him, Shan Yang could not kill the killer, but now he sees Tang Yin being restrained by the ropes of the Zhen army, and the Zhen army has set up an array of arrows to shoot Tang Yin. Anxious.
If Tang Yin had three strengths and two weaknesses, the peace between the two parties would not only be ruined, but would also cause Sichuan to bear the stigma of betrayal. Shan Yang would never let such things happen under his eyes.
He yelled suddenly and ran straight towards Tang Yin. The soldiers in the army who stood in front of him raised their spears in an attempt to stop him. Shan Yang didn't even move his hands, and slammed his body straight.
Kacha, Kacha-In a series of crisp sounds, the spear's sharp edge hit his spirit armor. Not only did he not hurt him, but he was also struck by them and broke off. The soldiers with the spear were also struck back. , Thumping.
People looked at Shanyang in horror, frightened to retreat, and did not dare to rely on the first half step. In their eyes, spiritual practitioners like Shanyang were no longer human, they were just monsters.
Seeing the critical moment when Tang Yin was about to be shot, Shan Yang ran over again to make troubles. Pan He was furious. He separated his own crowd, greeted Pan He, stopped him, and shouted, "Single general, you can fit until It's up! "
Dan Yang lifted his eyes and saw that Pan He was standing in front of himself. He sank and said, "General Pan quickly moved away, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless!" Speaking, Shan Yang will slightly wear a sword. Raising his wrist, his sword shook. After fighting for so long, Shan Yang has just used Lingbing.
Pan He glared at Shan Yang, and the roots of his hate were all itchy. He pressed his anger and asked with a cold voice: "Are you and our two allies now?"
"Yes!" Shan Yang replied.
"Is the Wind Country our enemy?"
"Yes!"
"Why should Tang Yin be the King of the Wind?"
Shan Yang said, "Should Highness Wind King should kill, I don't know, I only know that I was ordered to come and ensure that Highness Wind King returned to the city safely!"
"Children of Shanyang, you have always done bad things to me, how much do I leave you to do ?!" There is not much speculation, Pan He's eyes are all red, he raises his spiritual sword, and swings in front of Shanyang. Born with it.
Pan He saw that Shan Yang was not pleasing to the eye, and Shan Yang did not have a good impression of Pan He. Seeing that the other party had already been ruthless, he was no longer polite, and also returned with spiritual chaos and wind.
These two people, one is the general of Sichuan and the other is a famous general of Zhen State. The two of them fought in public and the beginning of the official breakdown of the alliance between Sichuan and Zhen.
Shanyang Lingwu is very strong, and Pan He is not weak. The two Lingwu skills collided together without distinction. Shan Yang was about to fight back, but at this time, the Zhen army around Tang Yin had begun to shoot arrows.
There was a dingling and crunching sound in the ear wheels, countless arrows were nailed to Tang Yin's spirit armor, Mars splashed, and the eagle owls broke into the ground.
The first round of arrows failed to break Tang Yin's spirit armor. Then, the second and third rounds of arrow rain of the Zhen army came again.
With such a close range and such continuous and intense shots ~ EbookFREE.me ~ even a spiritual practitioner like Shan Yang can't persist for a long time. He knew very well that if Tang Yin was not rescued, the consequences would be unthinkable.
Shan Yang was so anxious that he stopped drinking and used his apex skills.
I saw the spirit sword shining brightly in his hands, and then, a number of spirit blades emerged, whizzing and flying towards Pan He in front.
He gave up his hand, and Pan He also had no reservations. He picked up all his aura, and also met with chaos and extremes.
The direct collision between the spiritual chaos and the spiritual chaos was terrifying. The scene was so strong that flying sand and stones fell. Even the soldiers and soldiers of Zhen who were far away from each other had a dark feeling.
The same skills, there is no one who is strong and who is weak, the competition is the cultivation of both sides.
Pan Hexiu is considered to be first-class enough, but compared to Shan Yang, it is still a bit different. Under Shanyang ’s spirit disorder, Pan He ’s spirit disorder and polarization became nothing, and the remaining spirit blades continued to shoot at him. Pan Hejing's face changed so much that it was too late to try to avoid it.
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