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In an instant, the sound of arrows piercing into flesh could be heard. Savage Soldier and the commoners who were huddled together in front of the city gate fell to the ground.

This was just the beginning. Even more arrows were following closely behind, mercilessly shooting down all the lives in front of the city gate. In the blink of an eye, the ground was filled with arrows. Corpses were piled up on top of each other, and fresh blood was pooling on the ground, gurgling into the moat. In front of the city gates and on the drawbridge, cries, cries for help, and cries for help rang out one after another.

Seeing Tang Yin's group of cavalrymen were about to charge forward, the Savage Soldier in charge of defending the city was also decisive. Turning his blade, he went on a killing spree towards the commoners, forcing them out of the suspension bridge then moving the gate. Following the sound of the cracking and tightening of the chains, the suspension bridge slowly raised up, and the corpse on top of it, like a dumpling, rolled into the moat.

If they were to put away the suspension bridge, Tang Yin and the rest could forget about rushing into the city, and their plan to ambush would fail.

Just as the suspension bridge was lifting up slowly, Tang Yin was the first to rush forward, at this moment, the suspension bridge was already more than two meters above the ground, Tang Yin quickly pulled out both his blades, and together, they became a sickle, following that, he held onto the blade with one hand, while the other hand pulled on the Ru Ying's reins, and shouted: "Rise!"

Whoosh!

The Ru Ying understood its master's intentions and bent its four legs. It fiercely stomped on the ground and soared into the air, jumping forward as well. Not only did it jump over the moat, it also took the opportunity to jump onto the suspension bridge.

With two crisp kacha kacha sounds, the scythe hacked onto the two iron chains of the suspension bridge. The steel chain, as thick as an adult's arm, snapped under the scythe's forceful chop, and the suspension bridge, which was lifted up high, fell down heavily with a loud bang.

"Pu!"

Tang Yin stepped down from his horse and landed on the suspension bridge. However, Tang Yin did not stop for a moment, the scythe in his hand suddenly swept out, causing Spirit Wave to shoot out.

They cried and ran into the city. Because there were too many people here, no one could escape. With them here, it would be a big meat shield that Tang Yin and the others would not be able to enter even if they wanted to.

Tang Yin didn't have any time to waste on them. He handed the sickle over to his left hand, stretched out his right hand horizontally, and began to revolve the Black Fog in his palm, instantly forming a black ball of light. With a flick of his wrist, the black ball of light flew into the crowd and smashed into the head of a middle-aged man.

Whoosh! The black ball of light exploded, transforming into a Black Fog that completely covered the middle-aged man's body. Through the Black Fog, one could vaguely see the middle-aged man's body turn black, and then quickly expand, like a balloon that was constantly inflating. His body swelled up to several times its original size, and then, it really exploded like a balloon.

The scattered black flesh and blood flew in all directions, showering onto the faces of the people around them, and those who were affected by the attack were once again wrapped up by the Black Fog, causing their bodies to expand. Finally, they were overloaded and exploded, scattering black blood and flesh all over the place to reach even more people …

This was simply like a plague. As long as one was affected by it, it would be difficult for one to escape death and spread to even more people.

The skill that Tang Yin was using was one of the three major skills of the Shadow and Dark elements, the Shadow Spell.

Shadow Shift, Shadow Clone, Shadow Spell were the three major skills of the Shadow Attribute, and naturally all of them had their own unique abilities, especially the Shadow Shift, which was widely used by the Spirit Cultivator of Dark, but the Shadow Spell was a very malicious spirit martial skill, it was not useful on the battlefield, mainly because it was not controlled by the user, and it killed the enemy without our Spirit Armor, as long as we were affected by it, we would not be able to escape death.

Of course, it was easy to stop it, as long as the surrounding people quickly retreated, it would not be affected by the blood and flesh mixed with the spiritual energy.

At this time, the city gate was blocked by barbarians, if they wanted to rush in they couldn't. Tang Yin could only use his Shadow Spell to blow up the crowd.

Seeing this scene, even without Tang Yin stopping them, the Feng Army cultivators did not dare to rush forward anymore. Even their war horses were retreating continuously.

In the blink of an eye, not a single person remained alive after the destruction of the Shadow Spell. All that was left was the ground covered in black blood and pieces of cloth.

Tang Yin turned his head to look and saw that all his soldiers were staring at the city gate in a daze, including Brother Shangguan and Le Tian. He gritted his teeth and shouted, "What are you waiting for? "Charge!"

While speaking, Tang Yin had already rushed into the Bessa City.

The Feng Army s all came back to their senses from shock. Looking at Tang Yin's back figure, they couldn't help but feel goosebumps. Luckily the adults were their own people and not enemies, otherwise … The soldiers looked at each other, then shouted out, urging their horses to follow Tang Yin into the city.

Four thousand cavalrymen, compared to the vast Bessa City and millions of citizens, were simply insignificant. However, they had come too suddenly, and their attacks were too vicious, killing anyone they saw, hacking at anyone they met, and they did not care if the opponent was a soldier or a commoner. Wherever they passed, blood would flow like a river, causing the entire Bessa City to turn upside down as they wailed and wailed.

Tang Yin turned his head to the side and said to the Brother Shangguan: "Yuanwu, bring the one thousand five hundred brothers and kill them on the left. Yuanbiao, take the one thousand five hundred brothers and kill them on the right.

He led a thousand of his cavalrymen, directly rushing to the main road of Bessa City, and attacked the palace at the end of the main road.

Tang Yin's prediction was not wrong. In order to gather two hundred thousand troops, he had used all of his Bessa City. Other than a few thousand soldiers, there was nothing else in the city that could be used.

They attacked from the main road as if there was no one around. All they could see on the way were the people of Bessa running in all directions. They did not run into a single soldier.

Passing through the main road without any obstructions, and looking further ahead was the palace of Bessa.

The palace could be said to be a magnificent place, it had gathered together the wealth that had plundered the surrounding kingdoms year after year. Outside the palace, there was a high wall protecting the palace, and looking in, one could see the majestic buildings that occupied a vast area, giving off a kind of oppressive feeling.

This was the palace of Bessa, and it continuously invaded the command center of the Feng Country.

When Tang Yin finished reading, his blood boiled, and his eyes that were exposed outside the spirit armor also gradually became scarlet.

At this time, the palace had long since received the warning of an enemy attack. The palace doors were tightly shut, and on top of the walls were the palace guards.

Tang Yin's group had just arrived in front of the palace gate, where arrows rained down from the city walls. A dozen or so people with insufficient Feng Army were shot like hedgehogs by their horses and men, dying tragically in front of the palace gate.

Although Tang Yin had the spirit armor to protect his body and was not afraid of arrows, his war horse did not have the spirit armor to protect itself.

He dismounted from his horse and rushed forward while dragging his sickle. The Arrow Rain s of the Savage Soldier immediately gathered around him.

The arrow formation was truly like rain, Tang Yin waved the sickle in his hand, calling for the arrows to come out, but there were still arrows going through the sickle from time to time, nailing it onto his body. When the arrow tip clashed against the Spirit Armor, it made a tinkling sound. Tang Yin's body would also be affected by the arrow tip's force and he could not help but take a few steps back.

Tang Yin's current cultivation level had reached the Spirit Origin Stage, the spirit armor on his body was tough enough, but under the dense rain of arrows, he did not dare to be careless, he forced himself to take a few steps forward, and then, using the Shadow Floating Technique, he flashed to the foot of the palace walls, and before the Savage Soldier guards could react, he activated Shadow Shift once again and appeared on top of the palace walls.

Being in close combat was Tang Yin's forte, the sickle as well as his own body were all covered by Fire of Darkness s. Following that, he charged into the camp of the Savage Soldier guards, brandishing the sickle, opening up a world of slaughter.

The guards on the palace walls were strong, but compared to that, they were not Spirit Cultivator. Furthermore, with the narrow walls, they were unable to use their full strength.

The battle didn't last long, over a hundred Savage Soldier guards had already died under the burning of the Fire of Darkness, turned into spirit mist and absorbed into Tang Yin's body. Many others were pushed off the walls of the palace without even moving their hands in the chaos, causing their bones and tendons to break.

The enemies on the palace walls were being held back by Tang Yin, while the Feng Army below took the chance to pounce over. The palace doors were made of wood and iron, and the Feng Army s all dismounted and clashed together.

Very quickly, the door to the palace opened as the thousand Feng Army s flooded in like a mountain of tigers. Some of the tigers rushed into the palace, some of them climbed onto the walls and started fighting with the Savage Soldier guards.

Seeing that his own brothers had already killed recently, Tang Yin didn't continue fighting on the palace walls. With a flash of the Shadow Shift, he rushed towards the main hall with large strides.

Before he could enter the door, two figures flew out.

Tang Yin had sharp eyes, but just as he was about to swing his blade and kill them, he realized that the ones that were flying out were the soldiers from his side. His reaction was extremely fast, he immediately raised his sickle horizontally, holding onto the two flying Feng Army s, he looked down at the two of them again, and saw that the leather armour on their lower stomachs had been cut off, blood flowed out from their bodies, the two of them had turned their heads, and they were already dead.

Slowly putting down the corpse, Tang Yin raised his head fiercely. The redness in his eyes had unknowingly turned into a bloodthirsty red, and in the blink of an eye, he charged into the main hall of the palace.

Tang Yin did not even try to dodge, he only waved the sickle in his hand, and with a clank sound, the two iron weapons clashed. The two Spiritual Knife s that were coming at him were bounced back, and at the same time, the two Spirit Cultivator s who had brandished their blades were also pushed back two steps.

Tang Yin looked up and saw that in front of him, were two Spirit Warrior s from the Savage Country, all dressed in spirit armor, the Spiritual Knife s in his hands, and behind him, there were over twenty dressed barbarians, all looking quite old, and judging from their attire, they should be ministers of Savage Country. As he looked past them, he saw a middle-aged barbarian in his fifties sitting on a golden chair at the center, he was tall and sturdy, and even though he was seated on a chair, he was still thicker than the people around him.

There was no need to ask, just by looking at his clothes and his overbearing aura, he was definitely the king of Bessa City.

Tang Yin did not care about the two Spirit Warrior s in front of him, but instead slowly raised the blade in his hand, pointed it straight at King Bessa's nose and coldly said with the language of Morfeas Confederacy: "Today, I want your head! "Mo)"