Chapter 886 Pan He's spiritual chaos pole was invincible to the spiritual chaos pole released by Shan Yang, and he was hit by Yu Wei, just in an instant, the spiritual armor on Pan He's body was shattered, and the armor and clothes inside were also torn into pieces by the spirit blade, and his whole person was like a rag doll, flying out upside down, and after landing, he looked at Pan He again, and his whole body, up and down was full of blood, and there were hundreds of places.
This is also thanks to his profound cultivation, superb spiritual martial arts, and the spirit armor on his body is tough enough to remove most of the power of the spirit blade, otherwise, he would have to be ground alive into pieces of meat.
Even so, Pan He was not lightly injured, lying on the ground, the person was already dying, his eyes were rolled, and he was unconscious.
Seeing this, the surrounding Zhen army rushed up to protect Pan He, who was seriously injured, and then, the spiritual cultivators in the Zhen army launched an attack on Shan Yang as if they were crazy.
On the other side, the Zhen army had more and more ropes wrapped around Tang Yin's body, and the arrows shot at him became more and more intensive, under such a strong shot, no matter how deep Tang Yin's cultivation was, no matter how strong the spirit armor was, he couldn't resist it.
With the crisp sound of clicking, the spirit armor on Tang Yin's body began to break, and the arrows that hit him no longer rebounded to the ground, but pierced deeply into the spirit armor and nailed to his body.
The time that has passed has not been long, and there are dozens of arrows in Tang Yin's body, and he looks like a hedgehog with cold eyes, and his body slowly weakens.
Seeing this, the surrounding Zhen troops stopped firing arrows one after another, and people looked at each other, unsure whether Tang Yin was dead or not.
At the same time, Jiang Fan and Cheng Jin also found that the situation on Tang Yin's side was not right, and the two desperately broke through, withstood several heavy blows from the enemy in a row, and rushed out of a bloody way to kill Tang Yin's side.
Jiang Fan's opponent is Wu Jin, in order to get out, he took a heavy knife from Wu Jin, at this time there was an extra half-foot-long knife on his back, his injury was heavier than Cheng Jin, but the speed was faster than the latter, and he took the first step to kill Tang Yin, seeing that he was trapped by the enemy's rope, and his body was full of carved feathers, Jiang Fan was scared into a cold sweat, and he didn't have time to take a closer look, he twisted his bow and arrows, and shot three arrows at the same time, accurately breaking the three ropes that entangled Tang Yin.
With the disconnection of these three ropes, Tang Yin's body lost its strength and collapsed to the ground softly.
Jiang Fan still wanted to rush up to check, but Wu Jin behind him came up again, and the spirit knife hung with a strong wind, sweeping his neck.
Jiang Fan had no choice but to turn around to block, he had just blocked Wu Jin's knife, and suddenly a rope attacked under his feet, entangling Jiang Fan's left foot.
Before he could come back to his senses, Zhenjun, who was holding the rope, pulled hard, Jiang Fan lost his balance, his body fell to the ground on his back, and seeing that there was an opportunity, Wu Jin roared, held the spirit knife high, and slashed at Jiang Fan who fell to the ground.
Even if he fell to the ground, the situation was extremely passive, Jiang Fan did not sit still, he held the bow in both hands and took the opponent's heavy knife.
When it was long Wu Jin's powerful and heavy knife slashed at Jiang Fan's purple gold bow, and its force was so great that it smashed half of Jiang Fan's body into the dirt, and the knife wound on his back was even more painful as if it was about to tear.
Jiang Fan is in a desperate situation, Cheng Jin's situation is also precarious, although his opponent is not as strong as Wu Jin, but it is not weak, and the opponent's ropes continue to attack one after another, so that Cheng Jin is overwhelmed, when he rushed to the distance of less than ten meters away from Tang Yin, he can no longer take a step forward, the ropes coming from all directions are like a big net, wrapping his waist, legs, feet, and arms around again and again.
Jiang Fan and Cheng Jin were trapped by the ropes of the Zhenjun, and Shan Yang was entangled by a large number of Zhenjun spiritual cultivators, and now Tang Yin has really become a loner, without help, he can only rely on himself.
However, his situation at this time was even more critical than Jiang Fan and Cheng Jin, although Jiang Fan shot the three ropes on his body, there were still several ropes wrapped around his waist, and the most fatal thing was the dozens of arrows in his body.
These dozens of arrow wounds were not light, and if he were someone else, he would have died a long time ago, but at the critical moment, the dark aura in his body exerted its effect again to protect his heart.
Now, there is no place in Tang Yin's body that is not painful, his physical strength and aura are also losing rapidly, and he has no strength to stand up without the pull of the rope, and the whole person is kneeling on the ground, motionless.
The surrounding Zhen Jun was stunned for a moment, and several of the bold cultivators slowly approached Tang Yin.
One of them took the lead in walking in front of Tang Yin, and the spirit knife in his hand first shook in front of Tang Yin, seeing that he didn't react, he was a little bolder.
Looking down, seeing that Tang Yin was still clutching the sickle in his hand, he took a deep breath and raised the knife to slash.
His knife was not slashed at Tang Yin, but at the sickle in Tang Yin's hand, and with a crisp sound, the sickle in Tang Yin's hand fell in response to the sound and was smashed to the ground by the opponent's spirit knife.
On the battlefield, weapons are human lives, and losing weapons is equivalent to losing lives.
The surrounding Zhen soldiers saw that Tang Yin's weapons had been knocked out, and the people cheered in unison, in their eyes, Tang Yin was no different from a dead man.
The cultivator who knocked out the scythe was even more daring, kicking Tang Yin's scythe away, and then pulling up Tang Yin's hanging head, raising the knife and waving it around, showing off.
Of course, he has the ability to show off, and he can capture or kill the king of a country with his own hands, which is not something that everyone can encounter.
Listening to the cheers around him, the Soul Cultivator had even begun to look forward to the hero-like treatment he would receive when he returned home.
However, he chose the wrong person to show off.
Tang Yin, who was already dying and half-dead, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes shot an incredible green light, and before the people around him came to his senses, he suddenly raised his hand, grabbed an arrow inserted in his chest, and pulled it out hard, only to hear a pounce, the tip of the arrow was bloodshot, and he was forced out of his body, and then, he waved his arm forward, pounced, and the arrow pierced deep into the root of the cultivator's thigh.
"Ahh The Zhenjun cultivator felt a sharp pain in his thigh, and let out a heart-rending howl, and as he shouted, he also noticed that the faces of his companions around him had changed, and their eyes were full of horror, and people's focus was not on him, but on his side.
His eyes slowly turned, looking to his side, only to see that Tang Yin, who was still kneeling on the ground just now, had slowly stood up at some point, and the spirit armor on his face and body gave birth to fine lines, as if there was a layer of fine scales, hideous and terrifying, the spirit armor on his hands and feet was also changing, the spirit armor on his fingertips and toes was getting longer, and it was as sharp as a knife, like a claw, and the most terrifying thing was that his eyes were covered with a layer of dazzling and weird green light.
At this time, Tang Yin didn't look like a human, but more like a monster with a half-human and half-demon head.
The Zhenjun Spiritual Cultivator subconsciously opened his mouth wide, but the howling had stopped abruptly, and after being stunned for a few seconds, he suddenly screamed and turned to run, but Tang Yin's palm had already taken a step to clasp his neck.
It was comparable to a knife and sharp nails instantly pierced the spirit armor on the opponent's body, and was deeply embedded in the flesh.
The other party still wanted to shout and call for help to his companions around him, but Tang Yin no longer gave him this opportunity.
The dark fire was born from his palm, only to hear a snort, the black flame spread to the body of the Zhenjun spiritual cultivator in an instant, the other party's spiritual armor could not resist the burning of the dark fire, turned into a trace of mist, with the spiritual armor melting, the dark fire spread to his body unscrupulously, the Zhenjun spiritual cultivator only struggled a few times, and the person did not move, the white mist emanated from his body, and the body that lost its essence hung softly on Tang Yin's palm.
Tang Yin didn't even look at the corpse in his palm, squeezing out the other party's aura, he shook his arm, threw the corpse out, and then raised his head, hungry and thirsty to suck the aura floating in the air.
Without missing a trace of aura, he inhaled it all into his body, and then, the green light in his eyes became even more abundant, and he looked around at the Zhen Jun around him, and let out a roar like a beast.
Where have Zhenjun ever seen such a person, or where have they ever seen such a monster, they are still alive and can kill people even after dozens of arrows in their bodies, and people feel chills in their bones.
No one fired any more arrows, and the people retreated in fear as if fleeing the plague.
Zhenjun was timid, but at this time, Tang Yin, who had lost his mind and only had primitive life-saving in his mind, how could he let these prey go.
With a muffled sound, his palms were completely enveloped in dark fire, and then, the dark fire spread from his palms to his whole body, covering his entire body in a layer of black flames.
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He walked towards the densest crowd of Zhen soldiers, pulling out the arrows on his body as he went, and then threw them on the ground.
Zhen Jun was frightened by Tang Yin like this, how dare he fight again, Tang Yin went further, they had to take two steps back, and finally Zhen Jun was really helpless to retreat, people shouted loudly: "Wrap him with a rope, don't let him come over" Zhen Jun began to use rope tactics again, and one by one the tripping ropes flew towards Tang Yin, wrapping his body around and around.
Restrained by the rope, Tang Yin could no longer move forward, he slowly looked down at the rope on his body, his arm retracted, his fingertips flicked, the thick and tough even the galloping war horse can be tripped over the tripping rope after being scratched by his fingernails, it was broken one by one, the break was smooth, and it was no different from splitting with a knife.
One by one, the ropes were broken, and the soldiers who were pulling the ropes so hard lost their balance and fell to the ground screaming.
Without the control of the rope, Tang Yin was like a wild horse, his body was low, his limbs were on the ground, as fast as lightning, and he flew into the crowd of Zhenjun.
"Ahh Tang Yin rushed into the Zhen army, causing a miserable scream to be heard in the Zhen army's camp, and in just an instant, there were more than a dozen Zhen soldiers affected by its dark fire.
In order to protect themselves, the spiritual cultivators in the Zhen Army did not care whether they would accidentally injure their own people, so they released their spiritual martial arts skills to Tang Yin one after another.
It's a pity that their spiritual martial arts skills can't stick to Tang Yin's body, and they only attract their own soldiers to fall to the ground in groups, and Tang Yin has flashed behind them like a ghost
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