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Li Shan had fought ten rounds under Tang Yin's quick attacks, but the number of times he had fought back did not exceed three. This was not only because of the difference in strength between the two of them, but also because of their opposing fighting styles.

Seeing that he could not win, Li Shan was afraid, he blocked a few more attacks from Tang Yin and with a feint, he tried to pull back his horse.

He wanted to leave, but Tang Yin did not give him the chance to escape. The two blades suddenly fused into one, becoming a long sickle.

Three Spirit Wave slashes either horizontally, vertically or obliquely, rapidly advancing towards Li Shan. Li Shan was shocked, he anxiously used his hammers and shouted as he released two Spirit Wave s.

Following two muffled bang sounds, two of the three Spirit Wave Tang Yin shot out was blocked by his own Spirit Wave, and he was no longer able to defend against the incoming Spirit Wave.

In that moment of crisis, Li Shan could only use all of his strength to hold his hammers horizontally in front of his chest as he used the Spirit Hammer s to block Tang Yin's Spirit Wave. With a crisp sound, Tang Yin's Spirit Wave solidly smashed into his dual hammers. The powerful impact was so strong that even Li Shan who had his strength growing couldn't take it, both of his legs were ripped apart from the stirrup, causing his entire body to fly backwards from the horse. Then, he looked at his horse, which was forcefully sliced into two pieces by the heavy Spirit Wave.

Li Shan fell a distance of three meters and plopped down on his butt. He then rolled several meters backwards before finally stopping. Before he even got up, he first spat out three large mouthfuls of blood. His dual hammers fell off his hands, and his eyes glazed over as his mind became muddled.

He shakily tried to get up, but Tang Yin had already caught up with him. Tang Yin leaned forward, and with one hand holding onto the reins, he raised the scythe in his hand. Without any warning, the blade that was stopped in midair burned with black flames, and the moment the flames were formed,'s scythe also chopped down mercilessly. Clang!

Ka-cha! * This blade strike landed on Li Shan's neck, and the latter didn't even make a sound. His head fell on the ground, and the headless body didn't spurt out any blood, but a thick mist rose out from his severed neck, and finally entered into Tang Yin's nose.

Another General of Chuan Country died under Tang Yin's blade, this was also his second general he killed in a row. Xue Rong did not know how the previous General of Chuan Country died, but he could see Li Shan's death clearly from the wall.

Not to mention Xue Rong, even the other generals of Chuan Country felt their hearts tremble. They couldn't help but frown as a layer of cold sweat seeped out of their palms.

"Just who is this guy? How is he so powerful?!" Xue Rong mumbled, tongue-tied.

At this time, Chief General, who was standing beside him, faintly said: "If this lowly general is not mistaken, this person should be Feng King Tang Yin!"

Back then, when the four nations were cutting wind, Wu Rui was the officer leading the way in Chuan Army. He had come into contact with Tang Yin before, so he was naturally more familiar with Tang Yin than the other General of Chuan Country s.

"Feng King Tang Yin?" Xue Rong and the surrounding General of Chuan Country s could not believe their own ears. Feng King Tang Yin coming to their own campsite alone to fight was too unbelievable, how is this possible? But Wu Rui had always been a strict personality, and at this time, he could not possibly joke around.

Xue Rong was dazed for a good while before he regained his senses. He asked uncertainly: "General Wu, is this person really Feng King?"

"Nine out of ten!" Wu Rui nodded heavily.

Xue Rong's eyes flashed with a bright light, he took a deep breath and asked left and right: "Which general is willing to leave the camp and capture Feng King?"

Everyone wanted the achievement of capturing the Feng King, but they had no choice but to think about it. Li Shan was brave and fierce, but in front of Tang Yin, he was unable to retaliate at all.

After all, Tang Yin's strength was right there. If one did not have complete confidence in fighting him, or had to go through a desperate situation, a level of general like him would not easily come up to the battlefield.

Xue Rong asked three times in a row, but none of the near hundred under his command answered. This kind of awkward situation was something he had never expected.

He raised his eyebrows and turned around. Looking at the generals, he asked in disbelief, "What? Are all of you scared of the Feng King? No one dares to go out and fight? "

Hearing his questioning, a few other famous General of Chuan Country, including Wu Rui, could not sit still anymore. Before anyone could come out to reply, the gates to the Chuan Camp suddenly opened, and a warrior general rushed out from the camp.

This person's entire body was red, his spirit armor was red, the cloak behind him was red, and his horse was also red. This person galloped across the battlefield like a ball of flame.

The General of Chuan Country who went up to fight was none other than the commander of the Blood Camp, Tan Hui. Seeing Tan Hui suddenly fighting, Xue Rong and the General of Chuan Country on his left and right were all shocked. Last night, even though he had killed the great general Wu Guang with his Feng Country, he had experienced a fierce battle, his spirit energy was exhausted and he was severely injured. Even if he wasn't heavily injured, it would more or less affect his fighting strength.

Afraid that Tan Hui was hurt, Xue Rong held onto the wall of the stronghold and peeked his body out, then shouted towards the outside: "General Tan, you can go back to the camp to rest for the time being, this general will send someone else to capture Feng King!"

Tan Hui, who was flying away right after exiting the Camp Gate, did not seem to hear Xue Rong's shouts at all. He did not even turn his head back as he continued to run even faster.

Not long after, he spurred his horse to the front of Tang Yin, and after stopping his warhorse, he looked at Tang Yin from head to toe, and asked: "Are you Feng King Tang Yin?"

Tang Yin was not surprised that the other party was able to tell his identity so easily. Instead, he did not reply, and his eyes were as cold as frost as he stared at Tan Hui.

Seeing that the other party had not denied it, he guessed that it was indeed Tang Yin. The corners of Tan Hui's mouth rose as he laughed coldly and said: "Yesterday, the one who died under my spear should have been you. However, that unlucky bastard Wu Guang actually acted as your scapegoat.

Tang Yin's face became uglier the more he listened, and by the time the other party finished speaking, his face was already so dark that it was about to turn black. He interrupted: "You are Tan Hui from Blood Camp?"2

"That's right!" Tan Hui raised the spirit spear in his hand and pointed it at the tip of Tang Yin's nose, saying: "Come, come, come! "Today, the two of us will have a great battle ?"

Before he even finished speaking, the scythe on Tang Yin's palm had already revealed a dazzling multicolored radiance. At the same time, the surrounding air began to rapidly descend, so cold that it caused others to feel a chill in the depths of their hearts.

Tan Hui was a first-rate expert in the Spirit realm. He immediately realized that something was wrong. However, right at this moment, Tang Yin suddenly raised his spirit saber and slashed at him. As the scythe descended, a huge shadow suddenly appeared in the sky. "The shadow was covered from head to toe in a black robe and held a long sickle in its hand. Its enormous body was completely suspended in the air. Suddenly, the shadow let out a deafening, earth-shaking roar and brandished the sickle, flying straight towards Tan Hui.

"Ghost Blood Blade, Berserk ? ?" Tan Hui was experienced and knowledgeable, so he immediately recognized the spirit martial skill that Tang Yin had released after he activated the Spirit Transformation of Weapon, but because of that, his heart became gloomy.

Without enough time to think, Tan Hui used all his strength and in the blink of an eye, he had completed Spirit Transformation of Weapon, and the spirit spear in his hand transformed into a fire snake.

Just as he completed Spirit Transformation of Weapon, the gigantic black shadow had already arrived in front of him, the sickle that was raised high in the air fiercely hacking down at him.

Tan Hui bellowed, and raised his spirit spear to parry the attack, only to hear the sound of thunder exploding at the scene, and in a flash, Tan Hui's mother's war horse was gone, and there was even a three metre long crater on the ground.

After one slash, the black shadow viciously chopped down in the air. Tan Hui was completely unable to find an opportunity to counterattack, he could only hold back with his spear. BOOM! There was the sound of muffled thunder again, and the black figure's slash had forced Tan Hui out of the deep pit.

As he flew through the air, countless cracks had already appeared on his spirit armor. The black shadow Ru Ying followed his body. Without waiting for his body to land on the ground, the third slash came. Tan Hui was in the air and barely managed to block it with his spear.

BOOM!

This blade strike directly smashed Tan Hui's body that was sent flying back onto the ground, at the same time, it created another huge crater on the ground. Tan Hui laid on the ground, and many parts of his spirit armor had already fallen off.

But Tang Yin's Spirit Transformation of Weapon still did not end, the gigantic shadow still did not disappear in the air. Raising the sickle once again, it aimed at Tan Hui and struck him with another heavy strike.

At this time, Tan Hui did not even have the chance to hide his spirit armor again. Seeing that his opponent's killing move had come again, he could only throw caution to the wind, kneeling at the bottom of the pit, he raised his spirit spear to defend.

Ka-cha! * This time, it was not the sound of thunder, but the sound of thunder. The originally two meters wide crater had suddenly expanded to four meters wide, with dust flying everywhere, and gravel filling the sky as the blade slashed down, and Tan Hui who was in the crater was lying down flat on his back, with both of his bowls broken, his white bones pierced through his flesh and out of his body, his spirit spear also flew out of his hand and inserted into the side of the crater, and due to losing the maintenance of his spirit energy, his spirit transformed spirit spear had already returned to its original form.

This was the terror of a dark attribute Spirit Transformation of Weapon! Tan Hui had already realized that he had lost, but at the moment, his heart was actually calm, and he could not even feel the pain from his broken bones. He opened his eyes slightly, and looked at the black figure floating above him.

What he said in his heart was right, this was indeed a five hit series! The black figure in the sky raised her blade one last time, and slashed down onto the Tan Hui who couldn't even move one last time ?

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