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Tang Yin spurred his horse to gallop, and when he was about to reach the Mo Cavalry, he turned around and shouted: "Give me the bow!"

One of the guards immediately rushed forward and handed over the hard bow and quiver of arrows to Tang Yin. The latter took it, picked up the quiver, and nocked an arrow, aiming at the Mo Cavalry in front of him, then lifted his hand and nocked it.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Following the arrow breaking the sound of the wind, the arrow pierced through the sky and hit right on the neck of the Mo Cavalry user. He did not even make a sound as he fell down from his warhorse.

Tang Yin immediately pulled out another arrow, raised his hand and released another. "Pu!" This arrow was equally accurate, and once again shot straight into another person's neck. Tang Yin shot five arrows consecutively. The arrows hit the target without being needed, and every shot cost a person's life.

Very quickly, Mo Cavalry also noticed Tang Yin's group's approach. After shouting to each other, they separated into more than a hundred riders to welcome Tang Yin. Tang Yin threw away the hard bow and quiver, shook his arms, two Scimitar s appeared in his hands, at the same time, Black Fog s appeared in his surroundings. In the blink of an eye, a layer of pitch-black scale armor appeared on his body, and the Spiritual Knife s in his hands became narrower and longer because of his Spirit Transformation.

Without any warning, the Spiritual Knife in his hands suddenly ignited with black flames, at this time, the Mo Cavalry had already rushed to his front, Tang Yin's swords extended out, in an instant, several riders were struck by his Spiritual Knife and immediately after the riders screamed and rolled down their horses, a white mist rose from their bodies, flew into the air, and followed Tang Yin.

Tang Yin transformed his blades into a pair of sickles once again, then with one hand holding onto the scythe and the other holding onto the reins, he charged into the crowd of Mo Cavalry. Like a black demon, he killed more than ten people with just one charge.

Tang Yin was brave and fierce, the guards behind him were not unambiguous, all of them were brave and battling, although they were not Spirit Cultivator s, but they were extremely skilled and experienced, all of them wielding long spears, the Mo Cavalry of their horses were like dumplings.

Over a hundred Mo Cavalry, in front of Tang Yin and the others, they did not even have the chance to unleash their killing power, and had already become more than a hundred corpses. It was only at this time that Tang Yin and the rest were able to arouse their guard.

If the opponent had less people, the guards would still be able to maintain their formation with Tang Yin, but when the opponent's large group attacked, Tang Yin and the guards would immediately be scattered and fight on their own, and very quickly, only Ah San and Ah Si would be left.

Tang Yin did not care about that. Right now, he only wanted to kill the enemy and turn the tables on his own side. The scythe in his hand danced up and down, and the tigers moved like the wind. The more enemies he kills, the more spirit energy Tang Yin would absorb, but compared to the others, the more exhausted he would be.

The number of Mo Cavalry was simply too much, and it was not something that could be reversed with just one or two people, Tang Yin had killed a large number of enemies, and immediately more came charging towards him, slashing without end, killing without end. In the end, he even used the Shadow Spell which consumed the most spirit energy in the dark attribute, but the surrounding Mo Cavalry did not decrease, and instead gathered more and more.

The more he fought, the more cold Tang Yin's heart became. He felt that his strength was gradually weakening, he found an opportunity to turn around, and when he looked again, even Ah San, who was always by his side, had been washed away to who knows where.

How could he fight this battle? Even if he was covered in iron, how many nails could he crush? To the two hundred thousand strong Mo Country s, the enemies that he had killed with his life on the line were nothing more than a drop in the ocean.

He was just distracted for a moment, when a blade suddenly came from behind and smashed onto his horse, causing it to hurt, it stood up and roared, then fell down onto the ground with a loud bang, Tang Yin who was sitting on the horse had not even managed to land on the ground yet, he had already used his Shadow Shift to dodge out, running behind a Mo Cavalry, he slashed the man's throat, kicked away the corpse, sat on the horse saddle, then turned the horse around, rushing towards the north while shouting: "Ah San? Ah Si? "

As he charged and shouted, he did not know how far he had charged. Suddenly, he heard someone shout loudly in front of him, "Ah San is here!"

Tang Yin's heart moved, he immediately increased his speed, with a few slashes, he opened a path of blood, and rushed forward.

Waiting until they were close to the source of the voice, they focused and saw Ah San carrying a bloodied Ah Si, and doing his best to deal with the surrounding Mo Army s that were frantically attacking.

Tang Yin's heart shook, he roared, he brandished his blade and suddenly rushed forward, forcefully retreating the surrounding pressure on. Only then did he whip his horse back, and looking at Ah Si who was unconscious, he anxiously asked: "What happened to Ah Si?"

At the moment, Ah San's appearance was pretty miserable, the spirit armor on his body had been broken in many places, making him look like a blood gourd. It was hard to tell which blood was his, and which was the enemy's. Ah San swallowed his saliva, gasping for breath, he said: "Ah Si is injured, he probably won't die yet!"

Although the words were harsh, Tang Yin heaved a sigh of relief and said anxiously: "I will cover you as you charge out. Once you leave, bring the King Yu back to Shang Qiu, we will not be able to continue this fight!"

"Then what about you, my king?"

"I have to go find Zuo Shuang, so it doesn't matter how many brothers I can take away right now." Tang Yin said in a deep voice: "Stop being long-winded, quickly come with me!"

Tang Yin led the way, protecting Ah San as he charged out to rescue the trapped Generals And Soldiers of Self Army. When Tang Yin was out of the encirclement, not only did he bring Ah San out, he even saved hundreds of guards.

Seeing that the Mo Cavalry was chasing them relentlessly, Tang Yin secretly clenched his teeth, and used Shadow Spell once again. Taking the chance to force the enemy back, he said to Ah San and the rest: "Quickly leave, return to Shangwan now ?" As he said that, he immediately shook his head, and anxiously said: "No, it's too close, the enemy army will arrive in a blink of an eye, and we can't stay here for too long, you all have to continue running towards the north, as far as possible!"

"The King is not leaving, neither are we! Wherever the King goes, we will go! " Although the guards were usually domineering, at this moment of life and death, no one was willing to abandon Tang Yin and escape on their own.

Looking at everyone's faces, Tang Yin's heart felt warm, but he did not dare show it, with a cold expression, he shouted: "Why are you following me? It will only get in your way, if you want to roll away, get the hell away from me! " After he finished speaking, the Mo Cavalry behind him caught up to him again.

Tang Yin glowered at Ah San, raised his black scythe and shouted, "Ah San, are you trying to kill Ah Si? Immediately bring Ah Si to King Yu, if you still don't leave, I'll cut off your head! "

Ah San lowered his head to look at the increasingly weaker Ah Si in his arms. Clenching his lips tightly, blood started to seep out from the gaps between his teeth. Ah San left, but before the guards could move, Tang Yin looked at them and said: "What are you all waiting for? Get lost! "

"Great King!"1

"Scram!" Tang Yin rolled down the words, turned his horse, and welcomed the Mo Cavalry.

The scythe streaked across the sky, dragging out a long streak of cold light. The cold light ended, and a bloody light appeared.

A bloody battle, an endless bloody battle! Tang Yin held the sickle and rushed back to the center of the Mo Army, the sickle's hissing sounds was like the call of a death god, pulling away the life in the Mo Army again and again.

In his eyes, the surrounding Mo Army were no longer human, they could be grass, wood, beasts or beasts. In short, they were not human beings, he could only use this method to numb himself, and allow himself to continue fighting.

When he kept on charging forward, suddenly there was a shout from behind him, and when he turned around, it turned out that the several hundred guards had followed him into the Mo Army Camp.

Tang Yin was so angry that his teeth started to itch, are these people crazy? How did they insist on following him even though they knew they were dead? He slowed down and waited for the guards to catch up with them. He raised his sickle and shouted, "Didn't I tell you to scram? Why are you still following me? If you want to die, I'll kill you first! "

"Your Majesty, we have all sworn an oath that even if there are mountains of blades and seas of fire, even if we have to be smashed to pieces, we will follow Your Majesty with our lives! Even if the King wants to kill us now, we will not hesitate to do so! "

Tang Yin raised his sickle and in the end, did not slash at them, but instead slashed at one of the Mo Soldier s that was rushing towards them. Then he turned around, took a deep breath and urged his horse forward again. He murmured, "Why do my brothers all have dead brains? Why don't they all know how to change ?" As he spoke, his eyes burned and tears fell uncontrollably.

In the midst of the chaotic battle, there were no opportunistic tactics used. Tang Yin and the others had completely charged into the center of the battlefield on their own.

By the time they had found the Feng Army part, where Zuo Shuang was the leader, there were only a few dozen guards left standing by Tang Yin's side.

At this time, Zuo Shuang had already merged his Feilong Army and Western Mountain Army together. Although the Western Mountain Army was a local county, they were well-trained, and their fighting strength was not much weaker than Mo Country. Originally, the two armies had a total of two hundred and fifty thousand people, but since the beginning of the battle, only fifty thousand people were left, and they were still surrounded by Mo Army. As for the other Feng Army, either they were scattered somewhere else, or they were killed or captured.

Tang Yin did not know how he managed to break through the Mo Army encirclement. He only killed his way through, and the soldiers in front of him were no longer wearing Mo Country uniforms, but were wearing Wind Helmets and a red tassel.

Suddenly, they saw a group of 'blood men' scurry out from the Mo Army, and madly rush towards their own side. The Feng Army s were all shocked, and did not know if these 'blood men' were enemies or friends. People instinctively raised their spears and spears, shouting: "Stop! Stop right there! "

The exhausted Tang Yin could no longer hear what they were shouting. When he was close to the group of people, he reined in his horse, fell to the side, and fell down from the horse's back.

The nearby Feng Army immediately swarmed forward, and just as they were about to use their weapons to touch Tang Yin, the guards that followed Tang Yin over bellowed with bloodshot eyes: "Don't be rude to the King, quickly retreat!"

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