V1.Chapter 214

The attack of more than 50 Lingwu students is hitting the weak point of the wind army's defense. These more than 50 people rushed to the city, like wolves, and the fierce and sharp attack defeated the wind army * on the city.

Tang Yin also saw the chaos here. He hurried to meet it with his sickle. Just before arriving, two Lingwu students holding a spirit sword distracted Tang Yin and stabbed him. Tang Yin was surprised to see more than 50 spirit soldiers with spirit armor and the same spirit soldiers.

Fortunately, Tang Yin has the memory of Ning Bing. After a short pause, he understands that these people are students of Ningguo Lingwu college. However, he was surprised that the other party was willing to send these Lingwu students to the battlefield. After all, more than half of these students are noble children with prominent identity and background. If there are three advantages and two disadvantages in the battlefield, I'm afraid the two commanders of Ning army, Zhan unparalleled and Zhan invincible, can't eat and walk around.

It seems that Zhan Wushuang and Zhan Wudi are anxious by their own side, otherwise they won't use the people of Lingwu college. Thinking in his heart, Tang Yin's body didn't stop for a moment. He shook his body slightly, like a willow. Between the swings, he easily avoided the two swords stabbed in the face. Then, he swept out the sickle in his hand and fiercely cut their waist.

The two Lingwu students didn't think that his body method was so dexterous, nor did they think that his counterattack was so rapid. They screamed and retreated back together. They were fast, but Tang Yin's knife was faster. They slowed down a little, and the sickle crossed the spirit armor on them.

Sand!

With the sound of friction, the spirit armor on their lower abdomen was cut apart. Just for a moment, the spirit armor on their stomach was burned by the dark fire on the sickle. Fortunately, the edge of the sickle didn't cut their skin and flesh, otherwise they might not even know how they died. Even so, the two Lingwu students were shocked. They retreated involuntarily and stopped three meters away. Looking down, the spirit armor at the lower abdomen disappeared, leaving two big holes.

"Is... Is the fire of darkness!"

"He is a dark spiritual cultivator!"

Two Lingwu students spoke in the same voice. No matter how poor their actual combat experience is, they really have profound knowledge. They can identify the identity of Tang Yin's spiritual cultivator as soon as they fight. The two students looked at each other in surprise and horror. Then, their eyes flashed with excitement. They turned back and shouted to their companions, "it's Tang Yin! Tang Yin is here, Tang Yin is here ―"

Hearing their shouts, other Lingwu students who were chasing the wind army stopped one after another, and rushed to them with their eyes shining. They all know that Tang Yin is the leader of the Tianyuan army. If Tang Yin can be killed, the war will be half victory, and the credit is too great.

These Lingwu students joined the army for meritorious service. Now I hear that Tang Yin is coming, who is willing to entangle with those ordinary Fengjun? In a short time, more than 50 Lingwu students have quickly surrounded Tang Yin in the center. Although they can't see their expressions, it's not difficult to feel the excitement and excitement in their hearts through their shining eyes exposed outside.

This is the so-called newborn calf is not afraid of tigers! Tang Yin sneered in his heart. He had long coveted Lingwu students. Now, they took the initiative to bring them to the door. This is a "good meal" given to him by God. He licked his lips, pointed forward with the knife in his hand, pointed at the two Lingwu students who killed him first with the knife head, smiled in his tone, and said slowly, "you'll appetize you two first!" As he spoke, a layer of black fog was spread around his body. Then, the man disappeared in the black fog. When he appeared again, the man stood behind the two students he just pointed out in the crowd of Lingwu students.

Without waiting for the Lingwu students to respond, Tang Yin raised her hand. There was a black fire flashing blue light in the palm of her hand. She looked forward fiercely and only heard a flutter. The fingernails turned from the Lingwu armor on her fingers were as sharp as a knife, which easily pierced each other's Lingwu armor and inserted it deeply into her body. Even the heart of the Lingwu student was buckled in the palm of her hand.

This Lingwu Cadet even calls out, and the essence and life in the body have been burned into the mist by the soul of the dark fire. When Tang Yin withdraws his hand, he has lost a heart that has lost its essence in his palm. The color is dark red, like a piece of dead flesh that will soon rot away.

He tilted his head and looked. With a slight pinch of his fingers, his heart broke and dark red blood flowed along the gap between his fingers.

Wow - seeing this, all the Lingwu students around were shocked. It is estimated that they have never seen such a bloody scene in their life, nor have they seen a cold-blooded and cruel person like Tang Yin. Before the students besieged him, Tang Yin waved his sickle to another Lingwu student.

The tragic death of his companion was vivid. The student was sad and angry, angry and roaring. The steel sword in his hand waved away against Tang Yin's sickle, and the other hand clenched his fist and hit Tang Yin's face. He doesn't even have to hide from the other party's spirit, as long as he doesn't hurt his spirit.

Boom! The student's fist was firm and hit Tang Yin's face door, making a dull noise. Tang Yin's body didn't even shake, and the sickle continued to break out. Clang! The student's spirit sword and sickle collided at the same place. The latter didn't feel much. The former had screamed. The powerful force from the sickle made his body bounce straight out, jump over the arrow pile and fall straight outside the city.

Without waiting for others to react, Tang Yin also said with a smile: "want to run? It's not that easy!" Before his voice fell, his figure disappeared, and he flashed directly under the student's falling body with shadow drift, and the sickle also waved out.

The poor student, Lian Tangyin, had not seen anything, and his body had been chopped into two pieces by a chopped scythe, and the essence was turned into a mist, and the corpse and blood were scattered in the air.

Tang Yin did a series of actions from showing up to waving a knife in the air. Before his body landed, he flashed back to the city with a shadow drift. The time for this time was less than two seconds. If someone with slow eyes saw him, I'm afraid he would think he hadn't left his place at all.

In the blink of an eye, Tang Yin killed two people in a row. As soon as Tang Yin shot, he stunned the Lingwu students. The crowd looked at Tang Yin and gasped. They haven't made a move to Tang Yin from the beginning to now, but they all looked like they had just fought a fierce battle.

Tang Yin stood in the crowd, looked around at them, pointed to them with a sickle in his hand, and said softly, "what are you waiting for? Your companion is on the road. Do you have the heart to let him go alone?"

The ridicule and contempt in his words made all the students blush. They have a prominent background and are students of Lingwu college. They are usually regarded as national treasures and are generally spoiled and respected by people. When did they suffer such cowardice?! Anger and anger subdued the fear in my heart. I don't know who was the first to shout. Then, all the students made concerted efforts to besiege Tang Yin.

If they were in a spacious place, their siege might still be powerful, but in the narrow city, their siege could not be unfolded at all. They were crowded together, and their complex spiritual skills could not be released at all. They could only compete with Tang Yin simply in speed and moves with their spiritual sword.

However, Tang Yin is best at both. He can only see that he is not in a hurry in the crowd, sometimes dodges, and sometimes returns with a knife. He is calm and can deal with it freely. On the contrary, the Lingwu students with a large number of people are flustered and screaming by his counterattack from time to time.

After a scuffle for a while, Tang Yin felt impatient. He clenched the spirit knife with both hands, transported enough aura, waved several knives, and several spirit waves burst out. The Lingwu students dodged and retreated by the spirit wave * sent by him. Taking advantage of the chaos of the other party's formation, Tang Yin showed shadow drift, flashed into the crowd, used both hands and feet, and swept with sickles.

Several Lingwu students who were crowded together could not dodge, and were affected by the edge of the sickle. Then there was only a slight wound. As long as the body of the sickle touched the skin and flesh, the dark fire could rush to his whole body, wreak havoc, burn and devour his life. Several Lingwu students who were swept by the sickle were not spared, and all died under the burning of their souls. Several others were kicked by Tang Yin's feet, and their bodies were ejected like unloaded shells, or fell far, or fell down the city wall. For a time, dozens of Lingwu students were in a mess by Tang Yin alone.

At this time, shangguanyuan let out of nowhere and joined the regiment.

His arrival is a double whammy for Lingwu students. Shangguan yuanrang doesn't have the worry of Lingwu students that they are afraid of hurting their own people and dare not release their Lingwu skills. Tang Yin is the only one here, and Tang Yin is a spiritual cultivator of the dark Department. He is not afraid of being affected by Lingwu skills at all. Only a shadow drift can easily flash out of the attack range.

The two of them work together to fight Lingwu students. Where can the latter stand?

Some Lingwu students died in the dark fire, some died and were injured by Shangguan yuanrang's three pointed and two edged knife, and others were frightened. Regardless of the lives of their companions, they cried and jumped down from the city and fled. Originally, there were more than 50 Lingwu students, but now there are only more than 10 people left.

Looking at Tang Yin and Shangguan yuanrang in front of them, and then looking at the bodies and corpses lying at their feet, the students grew fear from the bottom of their hearts and finally realized the cruelty of the war. The battlefield is not a training ground, and the enemy is not a teacher in the college. The other party's killing moves will not give you a second chance. Once you are defeated, you will die immediately.

"No... no more fighting! I... let's run too..." a student said to his companions with a trembling voice.

Tang Yin was very familiar with the sound. When he heard the speech, his eyes lit up without warning. His figure disappeared in front of the students, and then appeared behind the student who spoke. Without using a sickle, he raised his fist and hit each other hard on the back.