V2.Chapter 578

Tang Yin? Wind king? Hu Liang, as well as the Sichuan generals and Huan soldiers present, looked at Tang Yin with incredible eyes and were too surprised to speak for a long time.

Who would have thought that Tang Yin, the king of the wind himself, would be the masterwork of the Huan army, alias Gao Hu. How dare you be?

"You... Are you really the king of the wind?" After a long time, Hu Liangcai came back and stammered.

"If false, replace it." Tang Yin shrugged with a smile, threw away her towel, picked up the clothes hanging on the side and put them on slowly.

Hu Liang's eyebrows were wrinkling into a pimple. He turned his head and looked at the two Sichuan generals around him.

The two men immediately realized that they both took out their swords and shook their hands to turn them into spirit. At the same time, they also covered their spirit armor and pressed against Tang Yin * step by step.

Although they were shocked and frightened by Gao Hu's true identity, they immediately realized that the opportunity came. Huan Jun could turn defeat into victory and reverse the current precarious situation. Of course, the premise was that they had to capture Tang Yin.

"Kill -" without warning, the two Sichuan generals attacked together. With two spirit swords, they drew two long cold lights in the air and stabbed Tang Yin's face and chest.

The two men tried their best to use their swords at an extremely fast speed. When they saw that the edge of the two swords was about to touch Tang Yin, the latter's body suddenly disappeared, and the sword standing aside disappeared.

The two Chuan generals were shocked and turned back to their body shape. Looking up, they saw Tang Yin standing behind them, slowly pulling out his sword and looking closely. There was still a trace of black fog around his body.

I've heard that Tang Yin is a spiritual cultivator of the dark Department for a long time, and his spiritual martial arts are very strong. It's true to see him today. Two Sichuan generals dare not have the slightest carelessness. They look at each other and release their Lingwu skills.

In the camp, the light suddenly flourished, and then hundreds of spirit blades came out of thin air and roared over Tang Yin's body. They want to use Lingwu skills to suppress Tang Yin first, and then find a chance to win him, but that's not easy.

Tang Yin's body was cut by countless spirit blades and turned into fragments, but it was just a shadow. His real body had long wondered where it had flashed. In an instant, the huge camp was broken by the spirit blade, and rags were scattered from the air.

A Chuan general waved again and again, trying to open the rags that fell down to block his sight, and then find Tang Yin's figure, but suddenly, a flower in front of him and an electric light came towards him.

Nachuan general gave a bad sound in the dark way, and he reacted quickly. His body fell fiercely and could avoid the spirit sword stabbed in the face, but before he straightened up, his neck was tightly fastened by a big hand.

It's Tang Yin's hand. The palm is covered with black spirit armor, and the sharp and sharp fingertips pierce Chuanjiang's spirit armor like a knife and are deeply embedded in his skin and flesh.

Nakagawa was so frightened that his face changed and he cried out in pain. He just wanted to break away from Tang Yin's palm, which had lit a black fire.

With a cry, the black fire spread from Chuanjiang's neck to his whole body. Under the burning of the dark fire, Chuanjiang turned the spirit armor into smoke. Then, the dark fire burned directly to his flesh.

A big living man was alive. In the blink of an eye, the blood essence in his body was burned, and the dry body was left with only a pair of soft skin bags.

Slow to say, but in fact, everything happened very fast. When all the fragments of the camp fell to the ground, Nakagawa's body also collapsed to the ground. His eyes were wide and dead gray. There was no blood flowing out, but his skin was so white that there was no blood color.

Another Chuan Jiang was scared to death, but until now, he didn't find out where Tang Yin was. He subconsciously roared, "Tang thief, get out!"

As soon as he spoke, he saw the Huan soldiers around him, who seemed to see a ghost, open their mouths and retreat again and again. People's eyes looked behind him.

Chuan Jiang realized something and suddenly turned back. He saw a face covered with dark spirit armor close to him.

The spirit armor is flat and has no facial features, but there are two black holes in the eyes, but there are strange green lights shining inside. Chuan Jiang screamed in horror, instinctively raised his spirit sword and wanted to chop Tang Yin in front of him, but the latter had taken the first step and grabbed his sword wrist. I didn't see how hard he exerted himself, but when his arm shook, I heard a crisp click. Chuan Jiang's wrist was broken together with the outer spirit armor, and Bai Sensen's broken bones were stretched out.

Nachuan nearly fainted on the spot, howled like a pig, and the spirit sword in his hand also fell to the ground.

Standing not far away, Hu Liang still wanted to rescue him, but suddenly Tang Yin, who controlled Chuan Jiang, raised his head and looked straight at him with green eyes.

Hu Liang, who has been on the battlefield for a long time, has never seen any soul stirring scenes, but at this time, under the gaze of Tang Yin, a chill came out from the bottom of his heart, stimulated the soul to fight a cold war, and people couldn't help but go back two steps.

Tang Yin picked up the spirit sword at the corner of his mouth and put his edge against the back of Chuanjiang's neck. He looked around at the people around him, and the spirit sword in his hand also stabbed into Chuanjiang's body bit by bit.

His action was very slow. He deliberately let Chuan Jiang experience the taste of death for a while, and also let everyone present see clearly how he killed people.

At this time, Chuanjiang had no power to fight back. The sword edge pierced his spirit armor and went deep into his back neck bit by bit. At the beginning, Chuanjiang's body was still shaking violently and made a creepy grunt in his throat. With the penetration of more than half of the sword body, Chuanjiang's body gradually became immobile and the sound in his throat disappeared, The eyes looking at the people asking for help also slowly faded down.

Watching a living life die miserably under Tang Yin's sword, everyone at the scene could not have the idea of revenge. People's hearts were still afraid in addition to fear.

"Ah -" I don't know who can't stand it first. He screamed with a changed sound, and then turned and ran out. Closely followed, a large number of Huan soldiers scattered in a crowd and ran away in all directions. In a moment, only Tang Yin and Hu Liang are left in the field.

Sand! Tang Yin took out the spirit sword and kicked Chuan Jiang's body away from him. He shook the blood on the sword, smiled at Hu Liang and said, "Hu Liang, your two colleagues have taken a step ahead. Don't let them wait too long on the road."

The old man's body was sudden and trembling, and he didn't know whether he was angry or frightened. He had met many enemies, but he had never been so terrible and cruel as Tang Yin.

He raised his sword and pointed to Tang Yin in a trembling distance. After a long time, he shouted, "Tang thief, I'll fight with you!" While talking, he rushed to Tang Yin with a sword.

He was a lot of years old, and his Lingwu was not as good as the two Sichuan generals, but the two Sichuan generals were both killed without even going face to face in front of Tang Yin, not to mention him.

Hu Liang rushed up quickly and returned faster. He was just kicked back by Tang Yin.

Tang Yin put this foot on the goggle on Hu Liang's chest, directly kicked his goggle to pieces and sank down a big piece. The old man's body flew five meters backward before falling to the ground. Before he got up, he vomited three mouthfuls of blood.

"Hum!" Tang yinhum walked to him with a smile and said calmly, "Hu Liang, you are so old that you don't enjoy happiness at home, but why do you come to the state of Huan to wade in this muddy water? It seems that you are really not likable in the state of Sichuan, otherwise brother Xiao won't send you to the state of Huan to die."

Hu Liang lay on the ground and slowed down for a long time. He sat up hard, slowly raised his head, looked at Tang Yin coming to him, and said weakly: "Tang thief, don't kill too much. Don't humiliate me..."

"Ha ha -" Tang Yin was stunned at first, then laughed up, shook his head and said, "no? Sichuan people are really used to being superior. Speaking, you are more like a monarch than me!"

While talking, he came close to Hu Liang and kicked the old man in the cheek without warning.

Hu Liang's body was like a ball of leather. He rolled out of the side for a long time before he stopped. This time, he lay on the ground and couldn't get up again. His eyes were lax, and the blood continued to drip down the corner of his mouth.

Tang Yin stood in front of him, looked down at him and said with a sneer, "is that all right? I haven't taken back what you imposed on me!" While he was talking, his wrist shook and his spirit sword shot out. It was nailed under Hu Liang's rib.

The Sword Pierced Hu Liang's body and nailed him to the ground.

Before the remaining anger in her heart disappeared, Tang Yin looked around again, picked up a sword, walked back to Hu Liang happily, squatted down, pulled his hair fiercely, and said with a smile: "we still have a lot of time..."

Tang Yin didn't pay attention to the few Huan soldiers left in the empty Huan camp. At this time, the Huan camp became a hunting ground for his slaughter. In the camp, his body was like a ghost, sometimes hidden, sometimes in the East and sometimes in the west, but every time he appeared, Huan soldiers would die miserably in his hands.

Of the more than 2000 Huan soldiers, only more than 1000 finally escaped. Some of the remaining people were fragmented and died without a whole body, while others disappeared without trace, leaving only scattered armor and military uniforms.

For those Huan soldiers who escaped by chance, Tang Yin is not human at all, but more like monsters and demons. The shadow left in his heart will accompany them all their life and affect everyone around them.

At dawn, the 400000 Huan army trapped in the camp of the coalition army now has only more than 100000 people. Qian Chong, commander of the Huan army, wants to continue the fight of trapped animals. At this time, I suddenly heard someone shouting among the coalition Army: "where is Qian Chong?"