Chapter 884

Pan he got hold of Tang Yin's sharp knife and was in a hurry. Seeing that the other side's knife was coming again, pan he quickly took off to dodge. It was worth hiding a lot of this blow.

Tang Yin attacked more than ten swords in one breath, and pan he was retreated more than ten steps at a time. The situation was in a precarious situation. The Zhenjun spiritual practitioners around him roared with all their strength to attack Tang Yin.

Even Tang Yin didn't dare to be careless and dodge away with shadow drift.

Tang Yin, Jiang Fan and Cheng Jin are all secret spiritual practitioners. Their bodies are strange and sometimes appear. Although the number of Zhen troops is large, it is not easy to hurt them.

While his men besieged Tang Yin, pan he gasped and quickly looked around the battlefield. His heart was burning like a fire. The shadow drift of the secret spirit cultivator was really fierce. So many of his own people could not hurt them. What can we do?

When he was scratching his ears and scratching his cheek, he suddenly remembered that Wu Rui once said that the best way to deal with the dark spiritual practitioners is to use ropes.

Thinking of this, pan closed his eyes and cried out, "brothers, entangle them with ropes!"

Hearing what he said, Sergeant Zhen ran back to the house and took out the rope. These ropes are all stumbling blocks. They are thick and strong. It is very difficult for ordinary people to cut them off with a knife. Under the command of Pan he, the Zhen army no longer blindly attacked, but sneaked into the attack with ropes.

The other side will use the rope, quite out of the expectation of Tang Yin and others.

Tang Yinzheng was in a fierce battle with several practitioners of the Zhen army. Suddenly, several practitioners in front of them jumped out in unison. Tang Yin did not understand what was going on. A long rope came across his face, and the target was his neck. Tang Yin responded very quickly. He drew down and half squatted to let the rope pass.

Before he could straighten up, there was another rope sweeping down. Tang Yin jumped up and tried to let the rope pass. However, his right foot avoided, but his left foot was half a beat slower and was being touched by the rope to his ankle. Two practitioners of the Zhen army who were holding the rope ran through each other immediately, making the rope buckle on Tang Yin's ankle and entangled him.

Seeing that his rope worked, pan he was overjoyed and yelled: "kill Tang Yin! Kill Tang Yin He yelled cheerfully, but he didn't rush up. He was scared by Tang Yin's sharp knife just now. Now he dare not approach Tang Yin easily.

He did not need to remind him that all the Zhenjun around him were blind. Naturally, they realized that the opportunity came. Taking advantage of Tang Yin's ankle being entangled, people once again released their Lingwu skills and all attacked Tang Yin.

His ankles were restrained, and the shadow drifted and could not be used. There were so many spirit blades and stings flying around and shooting at him. He was afraid that others would be panicked. However, Tang Yin was not in a hurry and his mind was as calm as water. He raised his mouth, sneered and murmured in a low voice: "little skill of carving insects!"

While speaking, he held a sickle and calmly waved a knife to the left and right sides. As the sickle passed by, Lingbo was born. There were two clicks in the earrings. Lingbo accurately cut on the rope and instantly disconnected it. At the same time, the rope buckle that entangled Tang Yin's ankle was naturally released.

Almost as the rope was released, Tang Yin's body disappeared immediately. The spirit skills of the Zhen army practitioners around him only hit the air. Pan he, who was on the other side, could see clearly. He was anxious to hide his feet and yelled: "if one rope is not enough, we should use ten or one hundred. Today, in any case, we have to leave Tang thief behind!"

The Zhenjun people grin secretly. It's not easy to capture or kill Tang Yin. With Tang Yin's accomplishments, he can be regarded as a top-level spiritual cultivator.

People's confidence is insufficient, but under pan he's hoarse urge, they can only cheer up and attack Tang Yin again.

Now, the Zhen army practitioners have automatically and consciously divided into two groups, one with the end of the rope, while attacking Tang Yin and looking for opportunities. As long as there is a gap, they will wind the rope around Tang Yin.

Under the enemy's tactics, Tang Yin did not dare to be careless and cautious.

With the aggravation of the war, more and more spiritual practitioners besieged Tang Yin, and the ropes became more and more dense. Gradually, Tang Yin began to be overwhelmed.

After all, he is just a man, and there are enemy spirit practitioners around him. He can't block the front and the back, and he can't look at the left and the right.

During the battle, Tang Yin was only a little careless, and 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. The Zhen army spiritual practitioners holding the rope used their milk strength to tighten the rope, making it difficult for his arm to move.

Seeing that there was a chance to take advantage of it, a Zhen Army spirit cultivator yelled, swung his knife at Tang Yin, and the blade took Tang Yin's head.

When his waist was entangled, Tang Yin could not move and dodge. His arms were entangled, and Tang Yin could not swing his sword. When the Zhenjun around him thought that Tang Yin would surely die, and that the face of the practitioners who made the sword had already shown a look of ecstasy, something unexpected happened.

In their eyes, Tang Yin suddenly raised his leg, which was unexpected, which was bigger than the other party's expectation. The Zhen Army spirit cultivator who gave the knife was not prepared enough. He was kicked firmly in the chest by Tang Yin's foot. The whole person seemed to be a shell that was shot out and flew backward, falling into the crowd and knocking down a piece of Zhen army.At this time, if you look at him again, the spirit armor on his chest is kicked out of a big round hole. He lies on the ground, his limbs twitch, and he can't do it. Unexpectedly, Tang Yin, who was under control, could be so powerful and hurt people. The Zhen army around him looked at each other and yelled: "shoot the arrow! Shoot the Tang thief

People retreated one after another, stretched out their distance, twisted their bows and arrows to shoot Tang Yin.

Jiang Fan and Cheng Jin on the other side are also troubled by the rope tactics of the Zhen army. They can't protect themselves. They don't see the situation of Tang Yin, but Shan Yang does.

After all, Shan Yang is a general of the Sichuan army. There are not many Zhen soldiers besieging him, and most of them are ordinary soldiers. The Zhen army doesn't want to kill him or hurt him. He just wants to hold him back so that he can't help Tang Yin.

Facing the Zhen army around him, Shan Yang can't hurt the assassin. But now he sees that Tang Yin is made by the rope of the Zhen army, and the Zhen army has set up an arrow array to shoot Tang Yin. Shan Yang is in a hurry.

If Tang Yin had a long way to go, the negotiation between the two sides would not only be destroyed once, but also make Sichuan bear the reputation of treachery. Shan Yang would not let such a thing happen under his own eyes.

He roared and ran to Tang Yin. In front of him, soldiers Zhen raised their spears one after another, trying to stop him. Shan Yang didn't even move his hands, but he hit him straight and hard.

In a series of crackling noises, the sharp edge of the spear hit his spirit armor, which not only hurt him, but also broke by the impact. The soldiers holding the spear also retreated and fell down.

People looked at Shan Yang in horror. They were afraid to step forward. In their eyes, the spiritual practitioners at Shan Yang's level were no longer human beings, they were simply monsters.

Seeing the critical moment when he was about to shoot Tang Yin, Shan Yang ran to make trouble again. Pan he was very angry. He separated his own crowd, met pan he, stopped him, and exclaimed, "general Shan, you can fit in as long as you can!"

Shan Yang raised his eyes and saw that Pan he was blocking in front of him. His face sank and he said, "general pan, get out of the way quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being merciless." With these words, Shan Yang raised his Sabre slightly, his wrist shook, and his Sabre became smart. After fighting for such a long time, Shan Yang just used spirit soldiers.

Pan he glared at Shan Yang, and his hatred itched. He pressed down his anger and asked in a cold voice, "are you and I still allies now?"

"Yes Shan Yang replied.

"Is the wind country our enemy?"

"As the king of wind, should Tang Yin be killed?"

Shan Yang said: "should his highness Fengwang be killed or not? I don't know. I only know that I have been ordered to come here to ensure that his highness Fengwang can return to the city safely."

"Shan Yang child, you have repeatedly broken my major events, and I'll leave you to do something" is not opportunistic. Pan closed his eyes and his eyes were red. He held up the spirit sword and waved it to Shan Yang. The spirit chaos and wind came into being.

Pan he doesn't like Shan Yang, and Shan Yang doesn't have a good impression on Pan he. Seeing that the other party has already made a hard hand, he is no longer polite, and returns with spirit disorder and wind.

The two men, one is the general of Sichuan and the other is the famous general of Zhenguo. Their fight in public is also the beginning of the formal rupture of the alliance between Sichuan and Zhenjiang.

Shan Yang's Lingwu is very strong, but pan he is not weak either. Their Lingwu skills collide with each other and are not divided into two parts. Shan Yang is about to fight back, but at this time, the Zhen troops around Tang Yin have begun to fire their arrows together.

There was a jingling sound in the earrings. Countless arrows were pinned on Tang Yin's spirit armor. Sparks splashed and the carving feathers broke to the ground.

The first round of arrows failed to break Tang Yin's spirit armor, and then the second and third round of arrow rain of the Zhen army arrived.

Under such close range and continuous shooting, even a spiritual cultivator like Shan Yang could not hold on for long. He was very clear that the consequences would be unimaginable if he did not rescue Tang Yin.

Shan Yang's heart is very anxious, break to drink a sound, use top extreme skill, spirit chaos · extreme!

I saw the spirit sword in his hand shining brightly. Then, countless spirit blades came out and flew to pan he in front of him.

When he was dead, pan he did not reserve any more. He took up all his aura and confronted him with the same spirit disorder.

The direct collision between Lingluan · Ji and Lingluan · Ji is terrifying. The scene is full of vigor and momentum. Even the Zhen soldiers who are far away from each other have a feeling of darkness.

The same skills, there is no one who is strong or weak, the competition is the cultivation of both sides.

Pan Hexiu can be regarded as first-class, but compared with Shan Yang, it is still quite different. In Shan Yang's Lingluan extreme, pan he's Lingluan polarizes into nothingness, and the remaining spirit blades continue to shoot at him. Pan he's face changed greatly. It's too late to escape.

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