Chapter 703 "Tang Yin" Sergeant Ning may not know him, but the chief general of Ning Jun can know that he was originally sitting on a chair, and when he saw Tang Yin who suddenly appeared, he subconsciously jumped up from the chair, his eyes were wide open, and his body was suddenly trembling.
Hearing General Ning's exclamation, Tang Yin raised his head and looked at General Ning who was on the high platform, the eyes of the two met in the air, the corners of his mouth were raised high, and the sickle in his hand pointed straight at each other.
Although he was far away from Tang Yin, Nan Ning was still frightened by the murderous aura he exuded, he looked left and right in panic, and shouted repeatedly: "Kill him, you go together, kill him quickly, he is Tang Yin, whoever kills him will be able to make great achievements."
A series of shouts from General Ning kicked off the offensive of the Ning army.
Groups of Ning soldiers and Ning generals rushed towards Tang Yin, swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, and all kinds of weapons also beckoned to him.
Jingle bell The sharp weapon stabbed and slashed at his spirit armor, not to mention that it didn't hurt him in the slightest, and even the slightest scratch was not left.
Just as the surrounding Ning soldiers were shocked, Tang Yin, who was standing still, pulled out the sickle.
The scythe drew a circular beam of light in the air, and then looked at the Ning soldiers around him, all of them were splashed with blood, and their bodies were in different places, but the blood that could fly out and the broken corpses disappeared before they landed, turning into spiritual mist.
Tang Yin inhaled on his back and inhaled all the spiritual mist floating in the air into his body to replenish the spiritual energy he consumed to maintain the spirit armor, spirit soldiers, and perform shadow drift.
This is the terrible thing about the dark cultivators of the Inner Sect, for other cultivators, as long as they go to the battlefield, they will inevitably consume the spiritual energy in their bodies, and for the dark cultivators of the Inner Sect, the battlefield is the place of cultivation and improvement.
Of course, the aura of other cultivators would increase every day due to their own cultivation, and the dark cultivators of the Inner Sect would not be able to improve their cultivation through their own cultivation.
More than a dozen people, the bones of those who were killed by his understatement were gone, and the surging fear made people more and more crazy.
The Ning soldiers and Ning generals seemed to be crazy, let out a beast-like roar, and flew towards Tang Yin regardless of it, and the weapons in their hands slashed at him with all their might.
However, there is a huge difference in the strength of the two sides, how can these Ning soldiers and Ning generals beat Tang Yin, who has already reached the Lingtian realm, their rushing and killing are like moths to a fire, coming up a batch, killing a batch, just in an instant, more than 100 Ning soldiers died under Tang Yin's sickle.
The commander of the Ning army, who was on the high platform, could see clearly that Tang Yin's strength was not something that his own people could resist at all, and even if he went up, it would be a dead end.
He turned back to a few cronies around him and said urgently: "Hurry up and put the boat down, let's take the boat back to the camp." ” Several cronies heard that their bodies were shaken, and they left the battlefield at this time, didn't they flee from the battle, and no one moved.
Seeing this, the commander of the Ning army shouted: "What are you doing here?"
He is the main general, even if he knows that his orders are wrong, his subordinates dare not disobey.
The people ran down the high platform to the stern and roped a small boat on the deck under the warship.
As soon as they went down the boat, the commander of the Ning army had already run over quickly, and while pulling up a rope and tying it around his waist, he said to the cronies around him: "You go me down first, and then you come down again, hurry up."
Tie the rope strongly, and he deliberately pulled hard to make sure that it was firmly tied, and then he looked up and said, "Quickly go me down" "You can't go anywhere" It wasn't his cronies who said that.
As he spoke, Tang Yin, who was being besieged by many Ning soldiers and generals, suddenly appeared beside him, and a pair of dark and deep pupils were staring straight at him.
"Ahh As if he had seen a ghost, the commander of the Ning army screamed in fright, subconsciously took a step back, and almost fell off the deck.
He finally stabilized his figure, drew his sword with trembling palms, and pretended to be calm and shouted, "Tang Yin" "Hmph" Tang Yin sneered, without warning, the sickle in his hand swung backhand, only to hear a pounce, and the edge of the sickle was stabbing into the chest of a cronie.
The latter didn't expect him to suddenly attack him, and without even making a reaction, he opened his mouth wide and wanted to scream, but the wound on his chest was already burning with black flames, which only spread to his whole body in an instant, burning him into smoke.
"Ahh The chief general of the Ning army and several other cronies screamed again in fright, and a slight chill appeared from the bottom of their hearts.
Tang Yin didn't take out another knife, stared at the chief general of the Ning army in front of him, and said in a tone without ups and downs: "You have two paths, one is to die, and the other is to descend, how do you choose?"
The main general of the Ning army dared to flee from the battle, but he did not dare to surrender to Tang Yin, if he chose the former, he could still make up lies to confuse the past, but if he chose the latter, it would be treason, and it would be a heinous crime in any case.
Before he could fight Tang Yin, his cold sweat flowed out first, his chest rose and fell, and he was panting heavily.
After a pause, he seemed to have finally made up his mind, looked at the four cronies on the left and right, and shouted in a deep voice: "Kill" At this time, the cronies on the left and right also calmed down, they were already ready to make a move, just waiting for the order of the commander.
Hearing the words, four people and four spirit swords stabbed towards Tang Yin's vital point in unison.
Their swords were fast, but Tang Yin's swords were even faster, and they saw the sword light flickering in the field, and at the same time, there were four crisp sounds, and all the four swords attacked by the four cronies were bounced away by the sickle.
Without waiting for the four of them to collect their swords and attack again, the scythe that Tang Yin swung out swept back to the two on the left.
One of them reacted quickly and retreated, narrowly avoiding the sharp edge of the scythe, causing one to slow down by half a step, and the scythe slashed through his arm.
With a soft sound, the spirit armor was suddenly slashed open, and a three-inch-long gash immediately appeared on his arm.
It wasn't a fatal wound, but the dark fire attached to the scythe had reached his arm.
The cronie was so stiff that he didn't even think about it, he drew his sword and swept back, cutting off the injured arm.
Flutter Before the severed arm could hit the ground, it had been burned clean by the flames of darkness.
The cronie's face turned pale, clutching the severance in his arm, and staggered back.
Tang Yin snorted, and chased after the cronie with only one arrow step, lifted his leg and kicked the other party's chest.
There was a click in the ear chakra, and this kick not only kicked and shattered the opponent's spirit armor, but also broke several pieces of his sternum, and his huge body bounced off the deck and fell straight into the river.
General Ning could see it clearly, he only felt a cool breeze in his spine, and his scalp was numb for a while.
He couldn't be clearer about the strength of his cronies, but in front of Tang Yin, two of them died in an instant, and the remaining three couldn't resist Tang Yin.
Thinking of this, he couldn't care less about going down from the warship, and with a sword in his hand, he cut off the rope that had just been tied to his waist, and then did not dare to delay for a moment, and flew out of the warship, trying to dive and escape.
Seeing that the Lord Ning was about to jump into the water and escape, he gave up fighting with the three cronies, shook his body, and jumped off the deck with him, chasing the enemy general. thump The main general of the Ning army fell into the water first, but he had just poked his head out of the water, and before he could see the surrounding situation clearly, he suddenly felt that the top of his head was dark, as if something had fallen from the top of his head.
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He instinctively looked up, just in time to see Tang Yin, who was holding a scythe and wearing a black spirit armor, crashing straight towards him like a meteor.
Oh my god Ning Jiang's frightened soul did not possess his body, and he didn't have time to think about it, he shrank his head and was about to sink into the water, but it was too late, only to hear a crisp sound, Tang Yin, who flew down, and the main general of the Ning Army who was in the water collided, and the two of them hit the top of their heads, and they hit the top of their heads, and they hit it solidly.
The cultivation of the chief general of the Ning army was not profound, and with the strong impact, his eyes turned black, his eyes rolled white, and he fainted on the spot.
Looking at the top of his head, the spirit armor and helmet were shattered.
The unconscious Ning Jun Lord sank, spitting bubbles and sinking deep into the bottom of the river, Tang Yin entered the water, shot like electricity, and grabbed it first, but he didn't know how to water, Tang Yin carried Ning General in one hand, picked up the sickle in the other, and with a bang, the edge of the sickle stabbed into the hull of the warship, and he held the sickle tightly, so that his body would not sink.
Tang Yin knocked the chief general of the Ning army who tried to escape unconscious and captured him, and the three cronies on the boat saw it, and the three of them were shocked and jumped down in unison.
Plop, plop The three fell into the water one after another.
Tang Yin didn't know the surname of the water and couldn't swim, but the three cronies from the navy were proficient in this way, and after the three of them came down, they swam to Tang Yin quickly, and the three spirit swords stabbed Tang Yin's neck against the surface of the water.
His sickle was hanging on the hull of the ship, and his other hand was still holding the chief general of the Ning army, at this time he could not block, let alone dodge, and when Tang Yin was frowning secretly, and wanted to take the three swords without dodging, he only heard a whooshing in the ear chakra, and a golden light flashed in front of his eyes.
The golden light passed, the blood appeared, and the head in the middle of the three cronies was pierced by a sudden sharp weapon, and there were two more shocking blood holes on the temples.
That golden light was a spirit arrow, a spirit arrow shot by Jiang Fan.
"The king is relieved, and he will help you in the future" Jiang Fan's voice came from the raft not far away.
Hearing the shouting, Tang Yin raised his eyes and suddenly showed joy, on the other hand, the other two cronies were horrified, and their faces were difficult to see, just when the two were hesitating whether to continue to assassinate Tang Yin or run away, Jiang Fan's second purple gold arrow arrived again.
Like the previous one, it was the same as the enemy's temple, and even though the cronie was prepared, he still couldn't dodge.
Jiang Fan's arrow was too fast, so fast that it was impossible to dodge, and as soon as the spiritual string sounded on his side, the purple gold arrow was already close to the target.
Another person died under his arrow, and the remaining cronies did not dare to delay any longer, took a deep breath, shrank his head down, and dived directly into the water, taking advantage of the cover of the river, and fled
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