Chapter 1609

"Tang Yin! Ye Zhuo finally can't bear it any more, and his mind falls into a breakdown. He brandishes his fists and yells at Tang Yin around him.

However, after a Tang Yin is broken up by him, there will be more Tang Yin illusions, endless and endless. If you look at it, there will be tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of Tang Yin's figures in the world.

Ye Zhuo roared and roared. He rushed to the East and killed to the West. He kept running and fighting until he was exhausted and had no more strength. He lay down on the ground, panting, his clothes soaked with sweat.

tens of thousands of Tang Yin as like as two peas came to him. The same faces were hung on the same faces. They were laughing and talking. Ye Zhuo closed his eyes and didn't want to see them, but many Tang Yin's figures still appeared in his mind.

He uttered a strange, hoarse voice. He raised his hand and pinched his eyes hard. With the sound of two pouches, two bloody eyes were actually dug out by himself. He covered his face with his hands and rolled all over the ground howling.

At this time, the familiar figure appeared in front of us, and the familiar voice faintly came: "pain? It's time for all of this to end. Take a break

"Shishishifu" Ye Zhuo stopped screaming, opened his bloody and black eyes and looked at the seemingly blank shadow in front of him. He held out his hand tremblingly, and the blood and tears flowed from his eye hole. He said in a trembling voice, "master, help me"

the white shadow did not go to pick up his hand, but extended his hand to his chest socket, straight into his chest like a knife His heart. Ye Zhuo felt a sharp pain all over his body. Then, he didn't know anything. Beyond the shadow of

, Tang Yin stood before Ye Zhuo, and his knife ran through the heart of Ye Zhuo. At the same time, the fire of darkness also distilled all the essence of his body into auras, and finally was absorbed into his body.

This is the horror of the shadow prison. When people fall into it, even if the enemy is standing in front of you and close to you, you can't see or feel anything, and all you see and hear is illusion.

Of course, the shadow unreal prison is not impeccable. For some people with deep determination, they will be less affected by the shadow magic prison. If his cultivation is deep enough, he can judge the real body of the caster, break through the prison and attack the real body directly.

In addition, when Tang Yin casts the shadow magic prison, he himself has to cast a lot of aura. At this time, he is very weak. If he is attacked by a master of Lingwu, the consequences will be unimaginable. This is why he did not dare to cast shadow magic prison against LV Yong.

LV Yong and ye Zhuo, the two disciples of Huangfu xiutai, both died in the dark fire of Tang Yin. They not only removed obstacles for the wind army, but also provided Tang Yin with rich aura, which greatly improved his current cultivation.

On the battlefield, whether it is the Fengjun or the Anjun, people are dumbfounded on this incredible scene. They can not see the shadow of the prison, only see ye Zhuo first stab deaf his ears, and then crazy dig out his eyes.

The sight of people's self mutilation is unprecedented and unheard of. Even the onlookers are scared to stand up and become hairy, as if they were trapped in an ice cellar.

In the eyes of the public, ye Zhuo is simply crazy. As for why he is crazy, no one can tell clearly. Maybe it was watching his elder martial brother killed that he fell into madness!

When Tang Yin goes forward and ends Ye Zhuo's life with a knife, Feng Ren and an Ren all have a long breath. If ye Zhuo doesn't die again, I'm afraid they'll all go crazy because they can't stand the stimulation.

Bang! One of the soldiers in the an army threw his weapons to the ground. Soon, the soldiers around him also threw away their weapons. They looked at Tang Yin in the opposite direction, and it was very difficult to breathe.

For them, LV Yong and ye Zhuo are as good as gods. In front of Tang Yin, one of them was killed and the other was scared out of his mind. How can the battle continue? I'm afraid I can't even plug my teeth if I go up by myself.

For a while, the sound of throwing away weapons in the Anjun camp came one after another, and a large number of anbing soldiers lost their fighting spirit and fell without fighting.

Su Yang and Qin Feng looked at each other, then looked around at the soldiers who were ashen and demoralized. They shook their heads in secret. They didn't even stop them. They didn't say a word. They turned around and ran towards the Chinese army.

Looking at Su Yang and Qin Feng, Tang Yin couldn't pick up the chase. He turned his head to Bai'an and Yan Yan and said, "next, I'll give it to you. Any questions?"

Bai'an and Yan Yan come back from their shock. They look at Tang Yin eagerly, shake their heads slowly, and say in a trembling voice, "no, king." The king in front of him is more unfathomable, more terrible and terrifying than the king in Lingwu college.

"Then do what you ought to do." Tang Yin scattered his armor and nodded to them with a smile.

"Yes! King Bai'an cheered up and answered. Then he waved his arm to all the wind troops around him and said, "brothers, follow me into the enemy's central army! Kill ""Roar" the morale of the wind Army soldiers and soldiers shout in unison, follow Bai'an and Yan Yanqi forward to kill.

In fact, Bai'an and Yan Yan did not have a large number of Fengjun troops. However, the disadvantages of too large barracks and too many obstacles were revealed. When the Fengjun army entered the middle army of the an army, the surrounding an army could not quickly come to reinforce it, which led to Bai'an and Yan Yan Yan inserting into the heart of the camp like a knife.

Su Yang and Qin Feng, who had just been defeated and fled back to the Chinese army, had to come out again to fight against Shang Bai'an and Yan Yan respectively.

The two of them can still go up to the top. As for the Anjun below, they can't withstand the impact of the wind force. Although the an army has an absolute advantage in the number of people, it is still defeated by the wind force.

Cui Tu, who was in charge of the central army, raised his whole heart to his voice and asked the generals around him from time to time. Why did the officers and men of the four battalions of the East, West, South and North not rush to reinforce them?

The generals grinned in secret. There were so many walls and ditches between such a large camp. It would take time for the four battalion's own officers and soldiers to rush back!

But no one dares to say that he was not in charge of the battle, so he had to deal with it bravely: "general, reinforcements are coming soon. General, wait a minute."

"When are you going to wait? The wind force has been killed before our eyes! " Treeto blushed and roared. He had fought side by side with the Feng army, and he knew that the strength of the wind force in close combat was not what his own officers and men could resist.

The generals looked at each other and winked at each other. Finally, one of the generals closest to Cui Tu ventured to persuade him: "general, now that Mr. LV Yong and ye Zhuo have been killed, our army has actually been defeated. The general should order the withdrawal of troops"

PA! Before he finished his words, the whip in his hand had been severely whipped on his helmet. He said angrily, "can't our army fight without the help of the disciples of the holy pool? If anyone dares to say "withdraw" lightly, I will not let go! "

The beaten general bowed his head red and red, and did not dare to say more than half a word. Of course, he did not agree with Cui Tu's words in his heart. He knew that he would not be defeated and would fight hard. Isn't that a joke about the lives of all the soldiers?

At present, the Feng troops who have entered the camp have been fighting with the Angolan army. There is no formation on both sides. It is a complete mixed battle, and this is exactly what the Feng army is best at.

As the battle continued, more and more An'an troops were killed and wounded. Gradually, people began to shrink back with fear. Even Su Yang and Qin Feng, who had resisted Bai'an and Yan Yan Yan, showed defeat and were forced to retreat.

At this point, in Tang Yin's view, the overall situation was settled. He retreated to the front of the wind force, then sat cross legged in the chariot crown and meditated with closed eyes.

LV Yong and ye Zhuo have too much spiritual knowledge that he needs, and there is too much information about the holy pool, which needs him to search, absorb and master.

While he was meditating, Ren Xiao walked slowly to the front of the car and looked at Tang Yin for a moment. Fang asked in a low voice, "Your Highness, are LV Yong and ye Zhuo dead?"

"Yes." Tang Yin sat there without moving his eyes. He said slowly, "as you said, good advice is hard to persuade the damned ghosts. No one else is to blame for their death, and it has nothing to do with brother Ren."

"But after all, they are children of Shenchi." Ren Xiao sighed.

"I think there are good and evil in the spirit pool. Is it not a good thing to leave its dross and retain its essence?" Tang Yin said indifferently.

"In fact, both LV Yong and ye Zhuo are not bad. The reason why they took part in the battle of feng'an is really helpless!"

Tang Yin shrugged, saying that there was no way. Then he opened his eyes slightly and asked, "how many disciples are there in Huangfu xiutai?"

"At least there are two or three hundred people."

"Two, three hundred?" Is that still the least? Tang Yin was shocked and asked subconsciously, "are all like LV Yong and ye Zhuo?"

Ren Xiaole shook his head and said, "of course not! LV Yong and ye Zhuo are their own disciples. There were eleven elder Huangfu's disciples, LV Yong ranked fifth, ye Zhuo seventh, and Jiang Banxue, who was accepted by his highness, was the eleventh. As for the other disciples, they are not handed down by the elder Huangfu. Their strength is much lower than that of LV Yong and ye Zhuo. "

"I see!" Tang Yin sighed. If the two or three hundred disciples of Huangfu xiutai were like LV Yong and ye Zhuo, he would not have to fight against Huangfu xiutai. He would not even have to fight with Huangfu xiutai. He just had to send out all his disciples, and he would be helpless.

He said with a smile, "fortunately, there are only eleven of the old man's disciples, and now three of them have been damaged. Then, there are only eight left."

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