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This was not because the people of Blood Camp did not have any emotions, and did not care about the life or death of their own people, but because they were too close, and the speed of their warhorses was also too fast, so the team of riders behind could not dodge it at all.

Zhan Hu didn't stop for a moment after knocking over a Blood Camp rider. He turned his hand and grabbed the huge hammer, fiercely smashing it forward. Another Blood Camp official who had rushed in front of him anxiously raised the Spiritual Knife in his hands, and used all his strength to parry the attack. Two loud "clang clang" sounds rang out consecutively in his eardrum, and although that Blood Camp practitioner had used a Spiritual Knife to block his giant hammer, at the same time, he was smashed to the ground by the hammer, accompanied by his horse.

Zhan Hu was just like his name, especially in the midst of chaos. He was indeed like a fierce tiger that had descended the mountain, having the courage to fight against tens of thousands of people.

With just his own strength, he was able to cut apart Blood Camp's cavalry from the center. Blood Camp personnel had no choice but to divide into two, and go around him from both sides.

When the Blood Camp people who were rushing over wanted to turn their horses and come back to kill Zhan Hu, the Hidden Arrow Crew people led by Tang Yin and had also rushed over. This was the first clash between two elite organizations from both countries.

The Blood Camp s were either the Divine Pool s or the People of Chuan Country s that had been trained before. Since all of the Spirit Cultivator of Light s were of the same color, coincidentally, the opposite was true for all of them, with the exception of a very small number of individual disciples, all of them were Spirit Cultivator of Dark s.

The clash between the hidden arrow and Blood Camp seemed more like a concentrated collision between the dark attribute and the Light. Since both sides only had Spirit Cultivator s, the battle would no longer require any formations, and most of them would fight on their own.

At the scene, the number of people in Blood Camp was approximately ten times more than the number of people in the hidden arrows. However, around them were a large number of Soldiers And Generals of Feng Army s assisting the hidden arrows.

Tang Yin hated Chuan Country to the bones, he immediately tried to kill him.

He held the scythe that burned the Fire of Darkness in his hand, and with the Shadow Shift, he flashed under the horse of one of the Blood Camp personnel, then leaped into the air and slashed horizontally towards the opponent's neck.

His opponent's reaction was also fast, he blocked Tang Yin's sickle with his sword, but Tang Yin's kicks were much faster than he expected, hitting him below the ribs, causing his body to fly out horizontally.

Tang Yin's falling body just happened to be sitting on his horse, he turned the horse's head and rushed towards the Blood Camp disciple who was kicked far away.

The man fell to the ground, the spirit armor underneath his ribs completely shattered and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Tang Yin, who had spurted out his horse earlier, hacked the sword into two, the white spirit mist emitted out and was completely absorbed into Tang Yin's body.

In his last battle with Tan Hui, he had expended a lot of spirit energy, and now, he needed to replenish it. As he sucked this member of the Blood Camp, it immediately aroused his desire.

Tang Yin's eyes flashed with a 'thirst' green light, looking around the battlefield, he dragged his fire sickle, and rushed straight towards the place with the most concentration of Blood Camp disciples.

In his eyes, people with Blood Camp were not only his enemies, but they were also 'delicacies' that stored a large amount of spirit energy. It could easily fill up the amount of spirit energy that he had consumed, and it could also greatly remind him of his own cultivation.

Very quickly, Tang Yin's eyes turned red from killing on the battlefield, the green light in his eyes was no longer flickering, but continuing to appear and disappear. It was as if Tang Yin had transformed into a bloodthirsty demon or death god. Every time he slashed his blade, it would cause the surrounding people to feel a fear from the bottom of their hearts, no matter if it was someone from the Blood Camp s or one of their own.

It was unknown how long the attack lasted or how many enemies he had ingested, but Tang Yin gradually felt his body swelling up from inside out, like a balloon that was filled to the brim with air, ready to explode at any time.

He was very familiar with this uncomfortable feeling. The spiritual energy in his body had already reached the limit of what his body could handle. If he continued to absorb it, there were only two possibilities.

For Spirit Cultivator of Dark of the Inner Sect, the increase in cultivation realm was not done step by step, rather it was done in an explosive manner. It was much more dangerous than other Spirit Cultivator's ability to raise one's cultivation realm with just a little cultivation. Even Tang Yin did not dare to rashly choose to break through.

Just as he was afraid of recklessly absorbing spiritual energy, he suddenly saw a General of Chuan Country standing not too far away from him. Tang Yin's eyes lit up. Presumably, this was the new leader of the Blood Camp.

Without even thinking about it, he urged his warhorse and charged forward. Tang Yin's guess was right, the General of Chuan Country he saw before him was high purity.

When he met the hidden arrows of Feng Country, his charge was stopped. The pure air was anxious and angry, he brought three Captains to personally lead the charge, and as soon as he got close to the battlefield, he was seen by Tang Yin.

He took the opportunity to turn his head around, and just in time to see Tang Yin, who was riding on a horse towards him, meet his pair of green eyes in the air.

Gao Zhen trembled in fear as he thought to himself, Not good, isn't this the Feng King Tang Yin that used just one move to kill Tan Hui? Why was he so unlucky to have met the Feng King Tang Yin?

No matter how good he was, it could not be clearer. He shouted to his left and right, "That is the Feng King Tang Yin! Everyone, the chance to take revenge for General Tan is here, quickly go and kill Feng King! As he spoke, he pointed at Tang Yin.

Hearing his words, the bodies of the surrounding people from the Blood Camp all shook. Everyone looked towards Tang Yin in unison, confirming that it was the Feng King, and the three Captains from the Blood Camp along with more than twenty of their elite troops welcomed him.

Before the two sides came into contact with each other, the people from the Blood Camp first released the Spirit Pressure. The three Captains and the twenty odd elites released Spirit Pressure s were so powerful that it seemed as if the air itself had frozen into a ball. Even breathing became abnormally difficult.

At this time, not to mention that Tang Yin's Shadow Shift was no longer able to be used, even his war horse was affected by the Spirit Pressure and slowly stopped in his mad dash.

Under such a strong Spirit Pressure, it would affect Tang Yin, and similarly, it would affect people with Blood Camp as well. The pressure the other party was facing would be the same.

The war horses could no longer be used. People jumped off their horses one after another. At this time, people had to exert a great deal of strength every time they took a step forward.1

"Kill ?" Blood Camp took the initiative to attack, rushing towards Tang Yin at the same time, encircling him. One of the Captains bellowed, and the spirit spear in his hand shone with a bright light, following that, he released the Soul-chasing Thorn.

The Spiritual Martial Arts that was originally famous for its speed had become extremely slow under the high pressure. Even normal people could clearly see the dense Spirit Thorn flying towards Tang Yin's body.

Tang Yin was unable to use the Shadow Shift, but he was still able to move his body. He jumped three times horizontally in a row, dodging the opponent's Soul-chasing Thorn by three meters, then raised his sickle and slashed towards the Blood Camp member closest to him.

The man was tough, he did not dodge and raised the spirit sword in his hand to block Tang Yin's heavy sword. Following a loud, crisp clank, Tang Yin forced his opponent to retreat three steps. Before he could pursue and kill him, he had already thrusted his spear towards his left and right again.

Tang Yin tilted his body backwards, dodging all the swords and spears on both sides, and slashed twice with his hand, dodging all of the enemies on both sides. Just as he put the scythe back away, another stab was fired in front of him, and two more stabs in the back.

His opponent's move was much faster than the Spirit Martial Skill, and did not give Tang Yin any time to think or catch his breath, he used all of his strength, instinctively lowering his body, his body spinning horizontally, barely dodging Tang Yin's killing move.

Facing the encirclement and attack of so many Spiritual Martial Expert, even Tang Yin found it hard to resist, and showed his sorry state from time to time. However, it was not an easy feat for the people with Blood Camp to injure him. Tang Yin's movements were too nimble and agile, often their killing moves that were filled with confidence were just about to injure Tang Yin, but they were mysteriously dodged by him.

The battle between the two sides was extremely dangerous from the very beginning, they could not start fighting. Under the combined attacks of more than twenty Spiritual Martial Expert, Tang Yin was still able to defend and attack, which was unexpected.

Gradually, the three regiment leaders of the Blood Camp saw that their own forces' Spirit Pressure could restrain Tang Yin's Shadow Shift, but it could not restrict his movement. His greatest advantage was precisely this.

The three of them looked at each other and simultaneously shouted, "Stop him!" Following their words, one of them suddenly flew towards Tang Yin. He spread his arms, and looked like he wanted to hug Tang Yin's waist.

Tang Yin was startled, how could he possibly give Su Yun the chance to hug himself? Tang Yin dodged and retreated a few meters back. Plop! The thousand-man commander missed, throwing himself to the ground. Tang Yin then swung his blade downwards, chopping at the back of the enemy's head.

The Captain reacted quickly and used all of his strength to roll on the ground. He rolled out the wheel horizontally, and kacha, the sickle didn't hit him but cut a big hole in the ground.

Tang Yin had not retracted his blade yet, but two other people from Blood Camp had already rolled towards him from the left and right, these two people did not have weapons in their hands, and rolled to where Tang Yin was standing, tightly holding onto Tang Yin's ankle.

Both of them were hugging one of Tang Yin's legs and their fingers were tightly buckled, as though they were grown onto him. Tang Yin was furious, he turned his hand and wanted to slash at the two of them, but at that moment, the surrounding Blood Camp cultivators all started to wave their weapons and rushed towards him.

There were killing moves everywhere, no matter how fast Tang Yin's attacks were, it was impossible for him to block all of them, the only thing he could do was to quickly dodge, and slip through the gap between the enemies' attacks, but, there were two people below him who were tightly hugging onto his legs, and Tang Yin's movement technique could not be used even if he wanted to.

In that critical moment, he channeled all his spiritual energy and suddenly, his entire body burned with black flames. The two people who were still hugging him were immediately affected by the Fire of Darkness s, the spirit armor on his hands first burned, and then, his entire body was engulfed by the black flames.

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