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Wu Chao used his Spirit Pressure to restrain Tang Yin, and just as he was about to take Tang Yin's life, he suddenly heard a beautiful whistle.

However, it was strange that the whistling sound could clearly be heard in Wu Chao's ears through the deafening battle sounds. What was even weirder, was that not only was the whistling sound not ear-piercing, it actually gave people a kind of indescribable feeling of ease and comfort.

Wu Chao stood there motionlessly as if someone had opened up all his acupoints, the Spirit Sword that was held high in the air did not cut down either.

Tang Yin who was on the ground was already prepared to take the hit, he used all of his strength to lift both his blades, but after waiting a long time, the opponent's sword did not even come down, only the sound of "Dang Dang Dang" came from his blade.

He raised his eyes to look, only to see that the blood bead was continuously dripping onto the blade he was holding, and then upwards, at an unknown time, an arrow tip about four inches long appeared between Wu Chao's eyebrows, and fresh blood was dripping down the arrow.

Whoosh! The spirit armor on Wu Chao's body turned into spirit mist and dissipated into the air. Looking at his face, his eyes lost all its charm, but he did not have a single trace of pain on his face.

Plop! The corpse fell onto the ground in front of Tang Yin. The latter could clearly see that Wu Chao's head had entered through the back of his head and a golden arrow appeared from between his brows. Jiang Fan's An Soul Arrow!

Teng! Almost at the same time that the corpse fell to the ground, a figure appeared out of nowhere beside Tang Yin. The one who suddenly appeared was none other than Jiang Fan, and in his hands, was a Purplish Gold Bow without a bow.

"Your Majesty, I came late to save you!" While speaking, Jiang Fan carried the Purplish Gold Bow on his back, with his other hand he carefully helped Tang Yin up, and then asked with concern: "Is the King injured?"

Seeing Jiang Fan, Tang Yin's heart dropped to his throat and returned to his stomach. With Jiang Fan here, his life would no longer be in danger. He smiled bitterly and waved his hand towards Jiang Fan, saying, "I'm fine, I was just shocked by this Wu Chao."

Although his words were spoken in a relaxed manner, Jiang Fan could tell that his expression was a little unnatural. He anxiously looked around, and wherever he looked, there were almost all the soldiers made up of Zhen Jun, and it was unclear which soldiers were on his side and which were on the enemy's side. Jiang Fan supported Tang Yin and said: "My King, this place is chaotic, I will escort the King out first!"

Tang Yin shook his head, took a deep breath, suppressed the suffocating pain in his chest, and then shook off Jiang Fan's hand. He said seriously: "The fort's main general, Hou Qiu, is still on top of the city walls.

As long as they could grab Hou Qiu, the battle would end quickly.

Jiang Fan was not afraid at all, but he was worried about Tang Yin's safety.

"I said I'm fine, follow me!" Tang Yin did not give him the chance to speak further, with his two blades, he rushed up the stairs. With Jiang Fan by his side, Tang Yin became braver, even if there were many enemies in front, he would still dare to rush forward.

Afraid that something might have happened to him in the chaos of battle, Jiang Fan did not dare to leave Tang Yin's side and tightly protected him.

Tang Yin said it simple, they went up the stairs and killed their way up the city wall, but in reality, it was not that easy. The city walls and stairs were filled with Zhen Jun Wu Jie, before Tang Yin could even step on the steps, he had already thrusted out his spear at them.

Without needing Tang Yin to do anything, Jiang Fan had already rushed forward. Facing the incoming spear, he did not dodge, and only swept his bow backwards. Ding dang! Sparks flew as the spear stabbed into the spirit armor on his chest. However, the long spear only left a few marks on his spirit armor as he swept his sword backwards, causing several Zhen Soldier s to be cut in half at his waist as they tumbled down the stairs while screaming in pain.

Jiang Fan took the chance and moved closer, the Purplish Gold Bow in his hand chopped and stabbed, and in the blink of an eye, had beheaded more than twenty Zhen Jun soldiers on the stairs.

The sounds of their battle attracted the attention of the Zhen Jun on the city wall. A Captain saw how brave Jiang Fan was as he killed his own troops as if he was cutting vegetables, he gritted his teeth, silently took off his bow, aimed it at Jiang Fan's head, and shot out an arrow.

He could kill other people with his cold arrows, but towards Jiang Fan, he was just playing with an axe. Jiang Fan was too familiar with the whistling sound of arrows piercing through the sky, he did not even need to look to determine how far they were from him.

Just as the arrow was about to hit his head, he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed. Peng! He actually forcefully grabbed the approaching arrow.

As the spirit energy in his body freely recited, a spirit string that flickered with multicolored light appeared on the Purplish Gold Bow in his hands. Holding the cold arrow between his fingers, he raised his arm and reflected it back.

"Pu!" When he finally reacted, the arrows that Jiang Fan had shot back at him earlier were already right in front of him.

With a muffled sound, the arrow hit him squarely in the face. The Captain didn't even make a sound before falling onto the ground, dead.

The Zhen Soldier soldiers around him were all so scared that their faces changed drastically. Everyone nocked their bows and nocked arrows, shooting at Jiang Fan.

If not for the fact that he was worried about Tang Yin, who was behind him, Jiang Fan would have long ago flashed onto the city wall with his Shadow Shift. Worried that the other party's arrows would affect Tang Yin's body, he stood in his original spot without moving, and continued to let the dozen or so Eagle Feather Arrow nail him, but he did not stay idle, and took out a golden arrow from behind him, and transformed them into Purplish Gold s. He did not stop even once, and shot the Purple Gold Arrow s out with his hand raised.

The Purple Gold Arrow flew through the air, not making a melodious and peaceful whistle like when it whistled towards Wu Chao, but releasing a shrill cry that sounded like it was wailing ghosts and gods. The whistle was like a steel needle trying to pierce through a person's eardrums, many of the Chastity Army soldiers couldn't help but reveal painful expressions, throw away their weapons, and cover their ears with their hands.

The Purple Gold Arrow drew a beautiful golden arc in the air, and then, it flew horizontally across the heads of the ten-odd Chastity Army soldiers. With a series of pouncing sounds, dozens of Zhen Soldier s pierced through the temples, and corpses fell straight down from the city walls.

Even after going through over a dozen people, the Purple Gold Arrow's momentum did not decrease at all. In the end, with a loud 'kacha' sound, it deeply nailed itself into the arrow stack, sinking no less than three inches into the ground. This was the power of Jiang Fan's Soul Arrow.

Enemies in the distance could use their arrows, while enemies in close proximity could use their bows to slash at them. Meeting Jiang Fan, who was both long-ranged and close-combat, no matter who it was, would always be a nightmare.1

In front of Jiang Fan, the Zhen Jun s morale was immediately suppressed, the Zhen Soldier on the stairs instinctively retreated.

They retreated, giving Tang Yin some space to escape. rushed forward, wielding his two blades, releasing continuous attacks, slashing, slashing, jabbing, and piercing. Every blade was aimed straight at the vital parts of a person, if they were to meet him, even if they did not die, they would be severely injured.

As long as the opponent did not have a Spirit Cultivator, they would all be normal soldiers, and would not be able to stop Tang Yin's swift blade at all.

The two of them opened up a path of blood and charged towards the city wall.

At this time, a chaotic battle was also happening on the Inner Wall. First, there were battles between the defending army and the Le Ting Army, then the allied army soldiers in the corridor built up a ladder and started to attack the defending army on the Inner Wall from the inside out.

At this time, a fierce battle was taking place in every corner of the stronghold, and a heart-wrenching scream could be heard from every corner. The stronghold's defenses had already been broken through by the allied forces.

Hou Qiu who was commanding the battle on the city wall did not care about what was in front of him.

However, he was unwilling to give up. Even if he were to die in the Dragon Head Fortress, he couldn't retreat even half a step.

He was still shouting and commanding the surrounding soldiers to resist the allied army that was launching attacks from the passageway, making the final struggle.

Tang Yin and Jiang Fan who were rushing over to the city wall noticed him at the same time, the two of them looked at each other, and Tang Yin first spoke: "Jiang Fan, you do not need to protect me, go and kill Hou Qiu now!"

"But ?" They were surrounded by enemies, so how could Jiang Fan be at ease to leave Tang Yin alone.

But just as he was about to speak, Tang Yin interrupted him and said: "I said you don't have to protect me, although there are many enemies here, they can't do anything to me! "Go quickly!"

Tang Yin insisted. Jiang Fan was helpless, he had to obey. He said in a low voice, "Be careful, my lord!" After that, his body disappeared, disappearing from Tang Yin's side.

When he appeared again, he was already more than ten meters away in the crowd of the Chastity Army. As he appeared, there was also a scream coming from the crowd, and a spray of blood filled the air.

With Jiang Fan around, the surrounding Chastity Army soldiers didn't dare to get too close to him. Now that Jiang Fan had suddenly disappeared, leaving only Tang Yin behind, the courage of the Chastity Army soldiers increased as they surrounded Tang Yin while shouting at each other.

Facing the approaching Zhen Soldier, Tang Yin was not afraid in the slightest. Calmly and calmly, he stretched his body and moved his wrist. When the Zhen Soldier was less than three steps away from him, Tang Yin who was standing firmly in his original position suddenly shot out like a rabbit and scurried to the front of the Zhen Soldier, fiercely thrusting the dual blades in his hands.

Ah!" With two cries of agony, the fierce battle resumed. Tang Yin, who was unable to use his spiritual weapon, stood alone around the hundreds of Chastity Army.

As for Jiang Fan, who was on the other side, he continuously used Shadow Shift and his figure kept flickering as he approached Hou Qiu.

Hou Qiu, who was directing the battle, never dreamed that an enemy would appear beside him. By the time he realized that the Spirit Pressure was fluctuating again, Jiang Fan was already right in front of him.

The Purplish Gold Bow sliced through the air straight for his neck. Hou Qiu could also be considered a good warrior. At that critical moment, he instinctively lowered his body out of reflex.

Rustle! The Purplish Gold Bow whistled past his scalp, cutting off a palm-sized piece of his helmet. Hou Qiu was scared out of his wits, and subconsciously exclaimed: "Who is it?"

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