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The Chuan Army that Tang Yin was facing against was the Blood Camp, one of the most elite troops of the Chuan Country.

This time, Chuan Army's attack did not even think of giving Feng Army a chance to breathe. It went all out, and Blood Camp was also sent by Xue Rong onto the battlefield, as they were used as a assault team for Chuan Army, wanting to be the first to charge into the camp and disrupt Feng Army's defensive line.

Blood Camp also did not disappoint Xue Rong, although they were not all in the battle, but they still displayed powerful fighting strength, and in one breath, broke through the defenses of the Feng Army, and successfully charged into the camp. If they did not meet Tang Yin, who knows how many Generals And Soldiers of Feng Army s they would have lost!

Tang Yin used all of his strength and killed a few Blood Camp soldiers in succession, forcibly suppressing the unstoppable morale. Just as everyone in the Blood Camp were being intimidated by Tang Yin's aura, a thousand-man commander ran towards Tang Yin.

Within Blood Camp, even if it were ordinary soldiers, they were outstanding Spirit Cultivator s. The strength of a thousand-man commander would naturally surpass them. This person had a short stature and was very thin and small. If he were to stand straight and compare himself with Tang Yin, the top of his head would only reach Tang Yin's chest.

The weapon he used was also a light weapon, two narrow and thin short swords. This Captain was a Spiritual Martial Expert born of orthodox Divine Pool, with no real name. Just like Ah San, he had a nickname: Ghost.

He jumped out from the crowd and stood in front of Tang Yin to protect him. With the two spirit swords behind him, he looked at Tang Yin from head to toe, and said coldly: "Beneath my sword, Undead Nameless Ghost, state your name!"

The ghost was sizing him up, and Tang Yin was sizing him up as well. Although this person's body was average, the Spirit Pressure that he naturally released was terrifyingly strong. If one looked carefully, the soil and sand around his feet were all slowly moving in a circular pattern.

There was no need to fight, just by sensing the Spirit Pressure on his opponent's body, Tang Yin could determine that this person was a rare Spiritual Martial Expert. Tang Yin squinted his eyes and sneered: "If you want to know my name, it's simple.

While speaking, Tang Yin stomped on the ground, his figure was like an arrow, flying straight towards his opponent, at the same time, he extended his two blades out, and pierced them into the ghost's left and right chest.

His speed was fast, and his speed was not slow either. The latter dodged to the side, easily dodging Tang Yin's two blades, and then stabbed his two short swords into Tang Yin's ribs.

Clang! Tang Yin waved his blade to block and deflected the two swords. Then, with a sliding step, he moved from the ghost's front to his back, slashing his two swords downwards at his shoulders. The ghost reacted quickly as well. Hearing that the wind behind him was not friendly, he immediately placed his two swords on his back.

Clang ? ? Tang Yin's two blades were on his two swords, and two balls of fire sparks flashed out. Under the impact of the two blades, the ghost was unable to stand steadily, and his body flew straight out.

Tang Yin thought that the chance had come, he raised his two blades and sprinted forward, planning to kill his opponent the moment he landed.

Who would have thought that while still in the air, Ghost would suddenly stab backwards with his dagger that was shining with a dazzling light. Tang Yin was still quite a distance away from him, so his Backstab was unable to pierce through Tang Yin. However, a blood-red colored Spirit Thorn that was born from the spirit sword shot towards him like lightning.

Blood Soul Chase! Tang Yin's heart trembled. Without much time to think, he used the Thousand Jin Pendant to sink down. Rustle! The blood red Spirit Thorn whizzed past Tang Yin's head almost touching the top of his head, leaving a long dent on the spirit armor on his head.

If Tang Yin had reacted slightly slower, the Spirit Thorn would have nailed itself onto his head.

Even the powerful Tang Yin was drenched in cold sweat from his opponent's killing move, he thought to himself about the danger, who would have thought that the opponent's cultivation was so high that he could instantly release a Spirit Force technique, and did not even need to condense Spirit Qi in advance.

Tang Yin had dodged Ghost's deathblow, and the latter was also very surprised. In his memory, the only one with such a strong Feng Country was Jiang Fan, but Jiang Fan had used a bow, since when did he use a blade?

No matter how strong Tang Yin's spirit weapon was, he was still a duke and not a martial general. When other nations counted the famous generals with powerful Feng Country, they would not include Tang Yin.

After the ghost stabilized its body, it suddenly turned around. Its two bean-sized eyes stared at Tang Yin as it coldly asked: "Are you Jiang Fan from Feng Country?"

From the other party's tone, Tang Yin could hear his surprise. He was secretly angry in his heart, could it be that in the eyes of this General of Chuan Country, there was only one dark attributed Spiritual Martial Expert in the entire Feng Country?

Not bothering to reply the other party, Tang Yin lowered his body. Before the other party could figure out what was going on, he had already sprinted forward with a speed of a hundred meters.

Before the person arrived, the Throwing Knife arrived first. His own speed was already extremely fast, adding on to the fact that he used all his strength to throw out the Throwing Knife, the two forces merged together, causing the Throwing Knife that was shot out to truly seem like a bolt of lightning.

The ghost heart gave birth to a chill, he used all his strength to wave the sword outwards, and in his ears there was the sound of metal colliding with metal, Tang Yin's Throwing Knife was sent flying by his spirit sword, but the ghost was also shaken until his hands became numb, and his mouth started to hurt.

Before he could even catch his breath, Tang Yin's second wave of Throwing Knife had arrived one after another. Ghost clenched his teeth and once again used all his strength to swing his sword outwards. Clang! This time, the ghost could not completely dodge Tang Yin's Throwing Knife, and only missed its target. The Throwing Knife flew past him, and at the same time, it made a 3 inch long cut on his arm, his spirit armor had been destroyed, his skin and flesh were turned upside down, and fresh blood flowed out.

Quiet And Steadfast's body swayed back and forth, and he retreated five steps back. At this time, he felt that both of his arms were sore and numb, as if he had lost consciousness. The two swords in his hands also fell to the ground.

Rustle! Both swords fell down vertically, before the tips of the swords could even touch the ground, Tang Yin had already caught up with them like a ghost. He extended both his hands, like lightning, and caught both the swords in his hands, and at the same time, both his feet stepped on the ghost's knees.

The Spirit Demon wanted to stop Tang Yin from catching the sword, but at the same time, the feet he kicked at Tang Yin forced the Spirit Demon to dodge. The latter let out a strange cry, and jumped more than two meters into the air, dodging Tang Yin's feet.

But when he landed, he looked down and was scared out of his wits. Tang Yin was waiting for him with his two swords.

The two originally dark red spirit swords became ink black when they fell into Tang Yin's hands, the two swords's tip simultaneously rising up, preparing to stab into his lower abdomen.1

He channeled all the spirit energy in his body and poured it into his right palm. All of a sudden, the spirit armor on his right palm grew to a length of more than a meter and became as thin as the back of his hand, as if it had turned into a long knife.

He had used his extremely long spirit armor to block Tang Yin's swords, but how could the tenacity of his spirit armor be compared to a spirit weapon?

Crack crack crack crack! The meter long spirit armor was sliced into two by Tang Yin's two swords, and even with that, his right hand was cut at the wrist, causing blood to spurt out far away.

The ghost cried out in pain. After it fell to the ground, it held its severed wrist and staggered backwards, almost fainting on the spot.

How could Tang Yin give him the chance to retreat? The Ru Ying followed right behind him, with both swords raised, kacha, its short body was sliced into three pieces by's swords.

It was a pity that the Spirit Qi that the Spirit Demon beings used, could not even be unleashed and was killed by Tang Yin on the spot.

The tragic death of the ghost caused the surrounding Blood Camp s to feel a chill in their hearts. At the same time, it stirred up an even more intense rage in the people. No one shouted, no one cried out, the Blood Camp s all revealed faces of grief and indignation, and silently surrounded Tang Yin.

With so many of them, if they were to fight with Tang Yin at the same time, Tang Yin would probably not be able to win, and right at this moment, a Hidden Arrow Crew led by Cheng Jin arrived in time to replace him.

This was a battle between the most elite organizations of the Feng Country And Chuan Country, and also a duel between the elites of two nations.

Inside the battlefield, the ordinary soldiers of both sides could not even get close to the battle. The Spirit Pressure that was released from the battlefield was too powerful, causing sand to fly everywhere, and dust to fly into the air.

Tang Yin rested for a bit, then held onto Ghost's two swords, once again charging into the midst of the battle, and working together with his Hidden Arrow Crew to fight Blood Camp.

There were two thousand members of the Chuan Country, one of which was the regiment commander, and six of the thousand captains. In this attack on the wind camp, Blood Camp did not go all out, the regiment commander, three captains and more than half of the soldiers were still in the formation of the Chuan Army, only a small part of the troops were participating in the battle. But even so, they still succeeded in breaking through the defense line of the Feng Army, however, with the Hidden Arrow Crew arriving in time, the army's breakthrough ended there.

They were only a small part of the battlefield, and fierce fighting was taking place everywhere in the Wind Camp's western camp. The soldiers on both sides were either fighting in formations or fighting in melee battles.

As the battle continued, more and more walls of the Wind Camp were being broken by the Chuan Army, and more Chuan Army poured into the camp from the outside, then were pushed out of the camp with all their might by the Feng Army. After a period of rest and rearrangement, the Chuan Army reassembled, and followed the gaps in the camp to once again attack the wall in an attempt to break out, but facing the counterattack from the Feng Army that was almost like a wild beast, they were finally forced out of the camp.

Every attack and attack from both sides had been accomplished at the cost of the lives of countless soldiers from both sides. At the entrance of the Wind Camp's wall, the corpses of the warriors from both sides were piled high, layer upon layer, and they had all risen up very high. At the very end of the battle, it was almost impossible to think of any methods to seal the hole in the wall because it was completely filled with the corpses of the warriors from both sides.

In such a bloody battle, the enemy and their allies all became incomparably crazed. It was as if they had forgotten about life and death, as if they had forgotten about the pain of being injured.

The two armies battled from dawn until dusk. Chuan Army had already attacked the wind camp who knows how many times, and Feng Army had also overthrown their Chuan Army countless times. There was no longer any color of it on the battlefield, as it was entirely dark red.

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