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Suddenly, a blade appeared from behind his back, it was laid horizontally in front of his neck. Jiang Peng did not have time to think deeply about it, he subconsciously reacted and urged his horse forward, wanting to shake off the mysterious and terrifying enemy behind him.

Perhaps it was due to him being too nervous, he had overlooked one point. Although the opponent's blade was coming from behind, it was still a curved sickle. He rushed forward and his neck just happened to hit the blade.

A pfft sound came out of his ear as Jiang Peng's body rode his horse and dashed out, but his head was sliced off by the sharp edge of the scythe, and he rolled on the ground. Even until his death, he did not understand who the enemy was, or where he had come from.

"Pu!" Fresh blood spurted out from the severed neck of the headless body, the warhorse took a few more steps forward before the corpse flipped and fell off the horse. The blood that spurted into the air fell down like rain, showering Yin Rou with blood all over her body.

She was lying on the horse and couldn't see how Jiang Peng was killed, but she could clearly see the corpse that fell to the ground. No matter which young lady it was, this scene was extremely terrifying, not to mention someone of noble birth who lived like a prince.

Her beautiful eyes stared at the corpse on the ground, her mouth slowly opened, then she let out a long scream. Her body that was lying on the back of the horse also began to fiercely twist, trying to get down from the horse. However, her struggle, coupled with her screams, scared the horse that had lost its owner. With a long, thin hiss, it lifted its front hooves high, almost standing upright. Yin Rou who was lying on the horse had yet to figure out how to turn back, but his body had already been pulled off and she felt that she was quickly falling. She closed her eyes and was about to fall to the ground, but the pain didn't come.

What was going on?

Yin Rou slowly opened her eyes and was shocked to discover that her body was actually floating in the air. To be more precise, she was being carried horizontally in her arms. Her gaze slowly moved up, following the spirit armor on the man's chest to look at his face.

What she saw was a handsome face that she had longed for day and night, but should never have shown up here. The owner of the handsome face seemed to be smiling, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his bright tiger eyes were narrowed slightly as he stared at her without blinking.

"Tang..." "Yin..."

Yin Rou was unable to determine if what she saw was real or an illusion. She gently called out the person's name, and at the same time, slowly raised her hand to touch her face. His cheeks had a black stubble, which was very hard and sharp, but the heat gave him an inexplicable sense of security.

"Yin ?" True... Is it really you? "

Even when she touched his face, Yin Rou still could not believe that it was real.

Looking at the skinny and haggard Yin Rou who was in her arms, the person holding her body seemed to be holding a feather that was as light as anything. He nodded heavily and said softly, "It's me!"

Such a familiar voice, it was unknown just how many times he had heard it in his dreams. Although her voice was a little hoarse, she could still clearly recognize that it was indeed Tang Yin's voice. In a split second, the strength she endured for close to a month, broke down completely. She lost control of her emotions, and started to cry loudly while hugging Tang Yin's body.

At this moment, she could no longer contain anything else in her heart. All that was left was a voice: He is here! He did not give up on himself. He did not forget his promise. He had finally come to save himself ?

He slowly squatted down as he placed Yin Rou on her lap. After that, he pulled out his hand and wiped the tears off her face. His actions were light and gentle, as if he was afraid that the spirit armor on his finger would scratch her.

He really hoped that she and Yin Rou were the only two left, but things went against his wishes. Chuan Army and the Chastity Army who recovered from their shock roared and shouted in anger, and urged their horses to charge forward. Countless pikes were thrusted at Yin Rou and him.

He sighed to himself. He squatted on the ground and didn't move his body. He waited until the surrounding cavalrymen were about to rush up to him. Then, he suddenly swung the sickle in his hand.

Weng! *

The sickle drew a cold circular light in the air, the cold light was like a halo of water, spreading out in all directions, growing bigger and bigger, finally forming a huge halo.

That was not a blade light, but a Spirit Wave.

The Spirit Wave, centered around him and Yin Rou, spread to all the cavalrymen that were charging towards them from all directions. At the same time, the sound of armor and flesh being sliced apart sounded out, and immediately after, human screams and the hissing of war horses sounded out together, the entire circle of Chuan and Zhen Xing Cavalry, their war horses had their heads separated from their horses, and their riders had broken at their waists, thrusting out spears that had been split into two pieces. An incomplete corpse was scattered all over the ground, and the broken parts of their bodies were as smooth as mirrors.

He bent down and used his body to protect Yin Rou who was in her embrace. In his eyes, she was extremely clean, and she should have been the one to recognize the tainted blood of her enemies.

In an instant, his head and back looked as if they had been drenched in a bloody rain.

This shocking and unbelievable move intimidated both Chuan and Zhenqiang, who were charging towards them. Not to mention people being shocked and aghast, even the war horses shrieked in fright. Their hooves moved back continuously as their horses twisted backwards.

"Kill ?"

At the same time, Xiao Min rushed over from the outside and into the lair. Upon closer look, she was also shocked, and saw that the princess was hiding in the embrace of a bloody person, crying loudly, and that the bloody man's eyes were flickering with a strange green light. The corner of his mouth was raised into an evil and bloodthirsty smile.

After standing in place for a while, Xiao Min was finally able to recognize the blood man.

That's right, the person who had suddenly appeared was Tang Yin, who had travelled thousands of miles from Feng Country to the borders of NingMo.

When Tang Yin found out that the Son of Heaven was fleeing towards the borders of Ning and Mo, his heart burned with anxiety. If the Son of Heaven was accepted by the Ning Country, then it would be extremely difficult for him to snatch Yin Rou back.2

The Son of Heaven had already reached the Ningmo border before him. Just as Tang Yin was beginning to feel disheartened, he received news that caused him to be extremely excited, and all his Ning Country had sealed off the border, refusing to accept the Son of Heaven into the city. Hearing this news, Tang Yin was so excited that he almost jumped up on his horse, and sighed towards the sky: "The heavens are helping me!"

Afterwards, Yin Zhun and the others had nowhere to go, heading east along the Ningmo border, while Tang Yin had to head west from the boundaries of the Mo Country, and coincidentally met with the Son of Heaven's group right outside of Nanhua City. Furthermore, they had to rush at the most critical moment of the battle between the two sides, so they could slash Jiang Peng and save Yin Rou.

At this time, the situation on the battlefield was even more chaotic, the imperial guards were fighting with the Chuan and the Zhenren, and the Feng Cavalry that had come up after the battle was also added into the battle, the imperial guards did not know the background of this cavalry, but seeing that they were frantically slaughtering the Chuan and Zhenqi cavalry, it proved that even if they were not reinforcements, they were at least not enemies of their own side.

Just a moment ago, they were still facing a dangerous situation of total annihilation. Now that the situation had reversed, the palace guards all moved towards the Feng Cavalry at the same time, coordinating with the Feng Cavalry to fight the Chuan and Zhuan Cavalry soldiers.

Although the number of guards in addition to the Feng Cavalry was still not as many as that of the Chuan and Zhen Xing cavalry, everyone's fighting spirit had been roused, and with Jiang Peng suddenly being killed, and the Feng Cavalry suddenly coming in a strange way, the Chuan and Zhen Xing armies were both in chaos, both sides were temporarily evenly matched on the battlefield.

Jiang Peng's head was suddenly chopped off by an enemy who appeared out of nowhere. Lu Wen was also shocked, he anxiously rushed over and opened up a path for himself, seeing a man covered in blood and covered in a Black Spirit Armor, holding a princess who was crying bitterly, his anger rushing to his head. Without even asking who the person was, he raised his spirit spear and rushed towards Tang Yin, at the same time shouting: "Scoundrel, let go of the princess!"

Yet another suicidal ghost! Tang Yin scoffed in his heart. As if he hadn't seen his enemy, he forcefully inserted the sickle into the ground, and then held Yin Rou in his arms with both hands. He looked at Xiao Min who was standing at the side in a daze, and said: "Xiao Min, the princess is temporarily under your care!"

"Ah?" Yes... "Yes!" Xiao Min was still in a state of shock, and with an instinctive "Yes", she mechanically walked forward and took Yin Rou from Tang Yin's embrace.

The moment he handed Yin Rou over to Xiao Min, Lu Wen had already rushed over to him, his spirit spear drew a long cold light in the air and pierced towards Tang Yin's face.

"Humph!"

Tang Yin sneered as he bent his knees slightly. The moment the tip of the spear was about to touch his face, his body sprung up like a spring, and he jumped three meters high. It was hard to imagine that a human could jump so high into the air. At the same time that Tang Yin leapt, his toes struck the scythe on the ground, and under the force of the spinning bullet, he flew up. Tang Yin who was in the air casually waved his arm, accurately grabbing the Knife Rod in the air.

Although it sounded slow, it was actually extremely fast. Tang Yin's series of juggling movements were completed in an instant in midair, and was completed in one go. Lu Wen had never seen such a strange move in his life, nor had he seen such a fast sword technique. He only felt that there was a blur before his eyes, and Tang Yin disappeared, followed by a blinding flash of light.

"Pu!"

Lu Wen's head rolled down from his shoulders, his horse carrying the headless body as it galloped past Tang Yin's feet.

This was a simple and downcast strike, but it was also a strike filled with spirituality.

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