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Chapter 138


Pounce, pounce, pounce and arrow rain intensively, for a time, the sound of arrows into the flesh was endless, crowded in front of the city gate into a mass of barbarians and the people fell a large area.

This was only the beginning, and more arrows followed, mercilessly killing all life in front of the city gates.

In the blink of an eye, the ground was full of arrows, corpses were stacked on top of each other, and blood pooled on the ground and flowed into the moat.

In front of the city gate and on the drawbridge, cries, cries, cries for help, and screams of pain came and went.

Outside the city, the frightened people were still frantically squeezing into the city, the drawbridge could not be lifted for a long time, seeing that Tang Yin and the cavalry were about to rush to the front, the barbarians responsible for defending the city were also decisive, turned the knife, and killed the people on their own side, and forced it to exit the drawbridge, and then the gate operated, with the sound of rattling chains being tightened, the drawbridge slowly lifted, and the corpses lying on it were like dumplings, and the thunderbolt rolled into the moat.

If they were to put away the drawbridge, Tang Yin and the others would not want to rush into the city again, and the plan for a sneak attack would also fail.

When the suspension bridge was slowly lifted, Tang Yin took the lead in rushing to the front, at this time, the suspension bridge was more than two meters high from the ground, Tang Yin quickly pulled out the double knife, merged together, and turned into a sickle, and then, he carried the knife in one hand, and pulled the reins of the war horse with the other hand, and shouted: "Get up" call Ruying comprehended the master's intentions, bent his legs, kicked the ground violently, jumped into the air, and flew forward, not only jumping over the moat, but also jumping onto the suspension bridge, before the war horse landed, Tang Yin's knife had been swung out.

With the crisp sound of snapping and clicking, the scythe slashed at the two chains of the drawbridge, and the chain with the thickness of the chéngrén's arm was broken under the hard slash of the scythe, and the drawbridge that was lifted high also fell with a thud. strike Tang Yin's war horse landed on the ground and stood on the suspension bridge, and this single-handedly charged shock to all the people present.

However, Tang Yin didn't have to stop for a moment, the sickle in his hand swept suddenly, and Lingbo rushed out, and before the barbarians and people crowded at the gate of the city could react, dozens of people were cut in two.

Seeing this, the barbarians finally reacted, frightened and frightened, and ran into the city crying and screaming, because there were too many people here, people crowded, people pushed people, and they were huddled together, and no one could run.

With them in the way, it forms a big meat shield, and Tang Yin and the others can't get in if they want to.

But there was no time for them to consume, Tang Yin handed the sickle to the left and right, stretched out his right hand, and the black mist surrounded his palm, instantly forming a black sè flower light ball.

With the shaking of his wrist, the black ball of light flew into the crowd and smashed on the head of a middle-aged man.

Through the black fog, the body of the middle-aged man can vaguely become inky black and begin to expand rapidly, like a balloon that is constantly inflating, the body swells to several times the original size, and then, it really explodes like a balloon.

The fragmented black sè flesh and blood splattered everywhere, drenching the faces of the people around him, and the people affected by it were then wrapped in black mist, their bodies expanded, and finally overloaded, exploded with a bang, and then splashed black sè flesh and blood spread to more people。。。。。。

It's like a plague, and if it hits, it will inevitably kill and spread to more people.

The skill that Tang Yin used was one of the three major skills of the Shadow Department of the Dark Martial Arts Sect, the Shadow Spell.

Shadow Drift, Shadow Separation, Shadow Spell can be called the three major skills of the Shadow Department, naturally each has its own uniqueness, especially Shadow Drift, which is widely used by Shadow Department cultivators, and the Shadow Spell is a very vicious spiritual skill, which is not practical on the battlefield, mainly because this skill is not controlled by the releaser, killing the enemy does not distinguish between you and me, if there is no spirit armor to protect the body, as long as it is affected, it is difficult to escape death.

Of course, it was easy to get it to stop, as long as the people around it quickly retreated and not be affected by the flesh mixed with the dark aura.

At this time, the city gate was blocked by barbarians, and he couldn't rush in if he wanted to, so Tang Yin had to use a shadow spell to blow up the crowd.

At this scene, without Tang Yin blocking it, the wind army didn't dare to rush forward if they wanted to, and even the war horses that stepped down were retreating vigorously.

There were so many people blocking the city gates, and under the ravages of the shadow spell, there was no one left alive in the blink of an eye, only black blood and rags all over the ground.

Tang Yin looked back and saw that his soldiers were all stunned at the city gate, including the Shangguan brothers and Lotte.

He gritted his teeth and shouted, "What are you waiting for?"

While speaking, Tang Yin had already ridden his horse and rushed into the city of Besa.

The wind army woke up from the shock, looking at Tang Yin's back, and couldn't help the hairs in their hearts, fortunately, the adults were their own adults, not enemies, otherwise all the soldiers would be each other, and then shouted in unison, urging the horses to follow Tang Yin and rush into the city.

The 4,000 cavalry is insignificant compared to the huge city of Bessa and millions of people, but they came too suddenly, and they were too vicious, killing people when they saw them, and cutting them when they saw them, regardless of whether the other party was a soldier or an ordinary person, everywhere they passed, blood flowed like a river, and the city of Besa was turned upside down, crying and screaming.

Tang Yin turned his head sideways Brother Guan said: "Yuan Wu, you take 1,500 brothers to the left to kill, Yuan Biao, you take 1,500 brothers to kill to the right, and the rest of the people will come with me."

He led a thousand cavalry and rushed directly to the main road in the center of the city of Bessa, killing the palace at the end of the main road.

Tang Yin was right, in order to gather 200,000 troops, all the troops that could not be used by the Sa city-state were used, and there were no more available troops in the capital except for a few thousand defenders.

They struck from the main road, as if they were in a no-man's land, and on the way they only came to the people of Bessa, who were fleeing in all directions, and did not encounter a single soldier.

Walk through the main road and onwards to the royal palace of Besa.

The palace of Besa can be described as splendid, the wealth of the surrounding countries plundered for many years is basically gathered here, the palace is surrounded by a high palace wall, and inward, the buildings in the palace are tall and majestic, covering a vast area, which naturally gives people a sense of oppression.

This is the royal palace of Besa, the command center of the repeated invasions of the Windy Realm.

Tang Yin's qi and blood were boiling, and his eyes exposed outside the spirit armor gradually turned scarlet.

At this time, the palace had already received the news of the enemy's attack, the gate of the palace was tightly closed, and the palace walls were full of palace guards.

Tang Yin and the others had just come forward, arrows rained down on the city wall, and more than a dozen wind soldiers were not well prepared, and they were turned into hedgehogs by people and horses, and died tragically in front of the palace gate.

Although Tang Yin has a spirit armor to protect his body, he is not afraid of arrows, but the war horse he stepped on was not protected by spirit armor.

He turned over and dismounted, dragged his scythe and rushed straight over, and the barbarian's rain of arrows immediately concentrated on him alone.

The dense array of arrows was really like raindrops, Tang Yin waved the sickle in his hand and fired the arrows, but there were still arrows passing through the sickle from time to time and nailing to his body.

The tip of the arrow hit the spirit armor, clanging, and Tang Yin's body would also be affected by its habit, and he involuntarily took a few steps backwards.

The endurance of the spirit armor is not unlimited, and it will be broken if it is hit by a sharp weapon continuously, Tang Yin's current cultivation has reached the spirit yuan realm, and the spirit armor on his body is tough enough, but under such a dense array of arrows, he still didn't dare to be careless, and barely took a few steps forward, and then cast a shadow drift, first flashed to the foot of the wall of the palace wall, and before the barbarian guards reacted, he fought the shadow drift again and appeared on the palace wall.

Close melee combat, but Tang Yin's strong point, the scythe and his body were shrouded in dark fire, and then, rushed into the camp of the barbarian municipal party committee, brandished the scythe, and opened a killing spree.

The guards on the palace wall are very strong in combat, but relatively speaking, they are not spiritual cultivators after all, and the palace walls are narrow, and there are many people who can't use them.

The battle time was compensated, and hundreds of barbarian guards had died in the burning of the dark fire, turning into spiritual mist and inhaling into Tang Yin's body.

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There were also many individuals who joined forces in the chaos and didn't move, and they were written down on the palace wall and broke their bones and tendons.

The enemy on the palace wall was restrained by Tang Yin, and the wind army gate below took the opportunity to kill the past, the palace gate of the palace was a wooden door wrapped in iron sheets, the wind army dismounted one after another, and reasonably resisted, only to hear the sound of knocking and knocking, the palace gate could still withstand it, but the door latch could not hold such a strong attack.

Soon, the latch of the door broke, and the door was opened, and a thousand wind troops, the tigers from the lower mountains, swarmed in, or rushed into the palace, and the fire climbed the palace wall, and mingled with the barbarian guards.

Seeing that his brother had already been killed, Tang Yin no longer loved to fight in the palace, and a shadow drifted down, striding towards the main hall of the Meteor Phase Palace.

He hadn't entered the gate yet.

Two figures flew out of the face.

Tang Yin's eyes were sharp, and when he was about to slash the knife, he found that it was his own soldiers who flew out, and he reacted very quickly, and he turned the sickle horizontally on the spot, dragging the two wind soldiers who were not in the place, bowing his head and then the two, the leather armor in the lower abdomen was picked apart from it, and the intestines flowed out of the body, and the two of them turned their eyes round, and they were already dead.

Slowly putting down the corpse, Tang Yin raised his head violently, the serious scarlet had turned into a bloodthirsty bloodthirsty blood red sè at some point, and in the shaking of his body, he rushed into the main hall of the palace in two arrow steps.

As soon as the person came in, there were two knives in front of him, Tang Yin didn't dodge, he just waved the sickle in his hand, when Lang Lang, with the sound of two iron collisions, the two spirit knives that came over were bounced away, and at the same time, the two spiritual cultivators who debuted were also shocked back two steps.

Tang Yin raised his eyes, blocking in front of him were two barbarian spirit warriors, wearing spirit armor, spirit knives in their hands, behind them, there were more than twenty barbarians wearing flower clothes, their ages were not young, costumes, should be the ministers of the barbarian state, his gaze crossed these ministers, and then inward, on the golden chair of Zhongyng sat a middle-aged barbarian in his early fifties, this person was burly, tall, even if he sat on the chair, he still looked thicker than the people around him, he was wearing a gorgeous brocade robe intertwined with gold and red, wearing a gold crown, and a gold belt around his waist, The expression on his face was not as panicked as others, and this momentum of unruly and solemn majesty alone was comparable to others.

Needless to say, just his outfit and domineering momentum must be the king of the city-state of Besa.

Tang Yin ignored the two spirit warriors in front of him, and the twenty generals slowly raised their hands, pointed directly at King Besa's nose, and said coldly in the language of the Morphis Federation: "Today, I want your head.

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