Chapter 885 Pan He was in a hurry by Tang Yin's fast knife, and when he saw that the opponent's knife was coming, he hurriedly withdrew and dodged to the side, which was able to dodge this blow for a long time.
Tang Yin attacked more than ten swords in one go, and Pan He was also retreated more than ten steps, the situation was precarious, and the surrounding Zhen Army spiritual cultivators saw this, and they all roared, and used all their strength to attack Tang Yin.
These many spirit cultivators released their spirit martial arts skills in unison, the momentum was terrifying, and the power was so strong that even Tang Yin didn't dare to be careless, and dodged out with shadow drifting.
Tang Yin, Jiang Fan, and Cheng Jin are all dark cultivators, with strange figures, appearing and disappearing from time to time, although the number of Zhen soldiers is large, it is not easy to hurt them.
While his subordinates were besieging Tang Yin, Pan He quickly looked around the battlefield while gasping, and his heart was also anxious, the shadow drift of the dark spirit cultivators was indeed powerful, and there were so many people on his side, he couldn't hurt them at all, how could this be good Just as he was scratching his ears and cheeks in a hurry, he suddenly remembered that Wu Rui had said that the best way to deal with dark spirit cultivators was to use ropes.
Thinking of this, Pan He's eyes lit up, and he shouted: "Brothers, wrap them with ropes" Upon hearing his words, a sergeant ran back to the house and took out the ropes.
These ropes are all tripwires, thick and strong, and it is difficult for ordinary people to cut them even with knives.
Under the command of Pan He, the Zhen army no longer blindly attacked, but attacked with a sneak attack mixed with ropes.
The other party will use ropes, which is quite unexpected by Tang Yin and others.
Tang Yin was fighting fiercely with several Zhen Army Soul Cultivators, and suddenly, several Zhen Army Spirit Cultivators in front of them jumped out in unison, Tang Yin didn't understand what was going on, a long rope came across the face, and the target was his neck.
Tang Yin reacted very quickly, his body shrank down, and he half-squatted to let the rope pass.
Before he could straighten up, another rope swept across underneath.
Tang Yin jumped up, trying to let the rope pass, but his right foot avoided it, but his left foot was half a beat slower, and the rope was touching his ankle.
The two Zhenjun cultivators holding the rope immediately interspersed and ran, causing the rope to buckle Tang Yin's ankle and make it entangled.
Seeing that his rope worked, Pan He was overjoyed and shouted: "Kill Tang Yin, kill Tang Yin" Although he shouted happily, he didn't rush up, he was frightened by Tang Yin's fast knife just now, and now he didn't dare to approach Tang Yin easily.
There was no need for him to remind them, the surrounding Zhen soldiers were not blind, and they naturally realized that the opportunity had come, and while Tang Yin's ankle was entangled, people once again released their spiritual martial arts skills together, and all of them attacked Tang Yin.
The ankles were restrained, the shadow drift could not be cast, and there were so many spirit blades and spirit thorns around him that were concentrated and shot towards him, and if he was replaced by others, he was afraid that he would have already panicked, but Tang Yin was not in a hurry, his heart was as calm as water, the corners of his mouth were raised, he sneered, and muttered in a low voice: "Carving insect skills" Between speaking, he held a sickle, calmly swung a knife to the left and right sides, as the sickle slashed, Lingbo was born, and two clicks were heard in the ear chakra, Lingbo accurately slashed on the rope, breaking it in an instant, and at the same time, the rope buckle that was rigidly wrapped around Tang Yin's ankle was naturally loosened.
Almost at the same time as the rope was released, Tang Yin's figure immediately disappeared, and the spiritual martial arts skills of the surrounding Zhenjun cultivators hit only air.
Pan He on the side saw it clearly, and hurriedly dodged his feet, shouting: "One rope is not enough, then use ten, one hundred, no matter what, you have to leave the Tang thief."
Everyone in the Zhen army grinned secretly, it was not easy to capture or kill Tang Yin, with Tang Yin's cultivation, he could be regarded as a top-level dark cultivator.
People's confidence was low, but under the hoarse urging of Pan Hesheng, they could only cheer up and attack Tang Yin again.
The current Zhenjun cultivators have automatically and consciously divided into groups of two, one of them is holding the end of the rope, while attacking Tang Yin, while looking for an opportunity, as long as there is a vacancy, they will wrap the rope around Tang Yin's body.
Under the enemy's tactics, Tang Yin did not dare to be careless and dealt with it carefully.
As the battle intensified, there were more and more cultivators besieging Tang Yin, and the ropes became denser and denser, and gradually, Tang Yin began to be unable to parry.
After all, he is just one person, and he is surrounded by enemy cultivators, he can't block the front and back, and he can't care about the left and right.
During the battle, Tang Yin was only a little careless, and the rope that came from behind wrapped his waist, and when Tang Yin was about to swing his knife to cut the rope, another rope wrapped his wrist holding the knife to death, and the Zhenjun spiritual cultivator who was holding the rope used his strength to tighten the rope, making it difficult for his arm to move a bit.
Seeing that there was an opportunity, a Zhenjun spiritual cultivator shouted, and rushed towards Tang Yin with a knife, and the blade went straight to Tang Yin's head.
The waist was entangled, Tang Yin couldn't move to dodge, his arm was entangled, Tang Yin couldn't swing the knife to block, just when the surrounding Zhen soldiers thought that Tang Yin would definitely die, and the face of the cultivator who took out the knife had shown ecstasy, something unexpected happened.
Tang Yin, who was certain to die in their eyes, suddenly lifted his leg and kicked it, this kick came suddenly, and it was also beyond the expectations of the other party, the Zhenjun spiritual cultivator who made the knife was not well prepared, and was kicked in the chest by Tang Yin's kick, and the whole person was like a cannonball that was shot out, and it bounced straight back, fell into the crowd, and knocked down a piece of Zhenjun.
At this time, looking at him again, the spirit armor on his chest was kicked out of a big round hole, and the person was lying on the ground, his limbs twitching, and he couldn't do it.
Unexpectedly, Tang Yin, who was restrained, could be so powerful and hurt people, the surrounding Zhen soldiers looked at each other and shouted in unison: "Shoot Tang thief with arrows" People retreated one after another, widened the distance, twisted their bows and arrows, and wanted to shoot Tang Yin with arrows.
Jiang Fan and Cheng Jin on the other side were also troubled by Zhenjun's rope tactics, and they couldn't protect themselves, so they didn't see the situation on Tang Yin's side, but Shan Yang did.
After all, Shan Yang is the general of the Sichuan army, and there are not many Zhen soldiers who besiege him, and most of them are ordinary soldiers, and the Zhen army does not want to kill him or hurt him, but only wants to drag him down so that he can't help Tang Yin.
Facing the surrounding Zhen army, Shan Yang couldn't hurt the killer, but now he saw that Tang Yin was restrained by the rope of the Zhen army, and the Zhen army had set up an arrow array to shoot Tang Yin, so Shan Yang was in a hurry.
If Tang Yin has three longs and two shorts, the peace between the two sides will not only be ruined, but also will make Sichuan State bear the infamy of treachery, how can Shan Yang let this kind of thing be released under his nose.
He roared suddenly and rushed straight towards Tang Yin.
The soldiers and soldiers who were in front of him raised their spears one after another, trying to stop him, but Shan Yang didn't even move his hand, and his body slammed straight and hard.
In a series of crisp sounds, the sharp edge of the spear hit his spiritual armor, not only did not hurt him in the slightest, but was also hit by it, and broke one after another, and the spear-wielding soldier was also knocked back again and again, and fell down.
People looked at Shan Yang in shock, and they retreated in fright, not daring to take half a step forward, in their eyes, a spiritual cultivator of Shan Yang's level was no longer a human being, it was simply a monster.
Seeing the critical moment when he was about to shoot Tang Yin, Shan Yang ran over to make trouble again, Pan He was furious in his heart, he separated his crowd, greeted Pan He, stopped him, and shouted: "General Shan, you can fit until you are ready" Shan Yang raised his eyes and saw that it was Pan He blocking in front of him, his face sank, and he shouted: "General Pan quickly get out of the way, otherwise don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless" As he spoke, Shan Yang raised his saber slightly, shook his wrist, and the saber was spiritualized.
After fighting for so long, Shan Yang had just used the spirit soldiers.
Pan He glared at Shan Yang, the roots of his teeth itched with hatred, he forcibly suppressed his anger, and asked in a cold voice: "You and I are still not allies."
"Yes," Shan Yang replied.
"The Windy Nation is not our enemy country" "Yes" "Then Tang Yin, as the Wind King, should he be killed?"
Shan Yang said: "Whether His Royal Highness the Wind King should be killed or not, I don't know, I only know that I was ordered to come here to ensure that His Royal Highness the Wind King returns to the city safely."
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"Shan Yang Xiao'er, you have repeatedly ruined my big things, I will leave you to do nothing" The words were not speculative for more than half a sentence, Pan He's eyes were red, he raised his spirit sword, and waved it at Shan Yang, and the spirit chaos wind was born.
Pan He didn't like Shan Yang, and Shan Yang didn't have a good impression of Pan He, seeing that the other party had already made a ruthless move, he was no longer polite, and also fought back with a chaotic wind.
These two people, one is a general of Sichuan and the other is a famous fierce general of Zhenguo, and their public confrontation is also the beginning of the official rupture of the alliance between Sichuan and Zhen.
Shan Yang Lingwu is strong, and Pan He is not weak, the Lingwu skills of the two collide together, and they are not divided between the top and the bottom.
Shan Yang was about to fight back, but at this moment, the Zhen troops surrounding Tang Yin had already begun to fire arrows in unison.
There was a clanging sound in the ear chakra, and countless arrows were nailed to Tang Yin's spirit armor, sparks splashed, and the carvings broke off and fell to the ground.
The first round of arrows failed to break Tang Yin's spirit armor, and then the second and third rounds of arrow rain of the Zhen army arrived.
Under such a close range and such a continuous strong shot, even a cultivator like Shan Yang couldn't last long, and he knew very well in his heart that if he didn't rescue Tang Yin, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Shan Yang's heart was in a hurry, and he broke off his breath, using the top skills, and the spirit was extremely chaotic I saw that the spirit sword in his hand was shining brightly, and then, countless spirit blades were born, roaring and flying one after another to Pan He in front of him.
He made a dead hand, and Pan He did not hold back, transporting all his spiritual energy, and also met it with spiritual chaos.
The direct collision between the spiritual chaos pole and the spiritual chaos pole was terrifying, and the momentum was terrifying, and the momentum on the scene was flying, flying sand and stones, and even the Zhen soldiers who were far away around had a sense of darkness.
With the same skills, there is no such thing as who is strong or who is weak, and the competition is the cultivation of both sides.
Pan Hexiu can be regarded as first-class, but compared with Shan Yang, it is still a step behind.
Under Shan Yang's spiritual chaos pole, Pan He's spiritual chaos polarity came to naught, and the remaining spirit blades continued to fly towards him.
Pan He's frightened face changed greatly, and it was too late to dodge again
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