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Although it was called late, it was still extremely fast. After a round of all twenty odd Blood Camp elites attacked together, they did not harm Tang Yin in the slightest. The latter did not even manage to dodge in time and even killed five of their opponents.

He stood up, holding the sickle upside down in one hand and the long spear in the other. He raised his head and absorbed all the spiritual energy floating in the air into his body.

When his cultivation was still in Spirit Heaven Stage, the spirit energy in his body had reached a saturated state. Now that his cultivation had reached the Spirit God Stage, he started to feel 'hunger', and a strong thirst for spirit energy arose again.

Green light appeared in his eyes once again, and he smiled, looking at the Blood Camp people around him, he said word by word, "Give me all of your Spirit Qi!"

While speaking, he counterattacked, the sickle in his hand and the long spear in his hand were all wrapped around the Fire of Darkness, he directly struck dead hand towards the remaining ten odd Blood Camp practitioners.

Spirit Heaven Stage and Spirit God Stage were only separated by a single level, but the difference in strength was still far, far more than doubled. Even if the five Spirit Heaven Stage's Spirit Cultivator s were tied together, they might not necessarily be able to defeat a single Spirit Cultivator from the Spirit God Stage realm.

At this time, if Tang Yin were to fight against these Blood Camp elites again, the strength of both sides would no longer be on the same level.

After only twenty moves, nine more people from Blood Camp had died under his Fire of Darkness. The remaining few could no longer muster up the will to fight.

Tang Yin sneered, his figure blurred, and instantly appeared in front of a thousand-man commander who was retreating. The sickle in his hand struck out together with the spear, the sickle struck horizontally, and the spear struck forward.

The Captain's heart trembled, who would dare to face Tang Yin's attack head on, and fell down, rolling away.

His body that was rolling away did not stop, when Tang Yin suddenly appeared in front of him.

This time, the Captain couldn't dodge anymore and was cut in half by Tang Yin's blade. With a "puchi" sound, half of the Captain's head was cut off by the sickle, and half of the mist came out from the head.

The Blood Camp members who did not wish to fight withdrew their Spirit Pressure s and wanted to retreat. However, this gave Tang Yin the chance to use Shadow Shift, and made him even more terrifying.

The three Captains, who had lost two of their own, were completely scared witless by Tang Yin. The rest of the Captains and Blood Camp s screamed out in fear, turned and ran away.

The thousand-man commander was not too bad. He did not run away, but ran towards the high purity to protect him as he retreated.

But how could his legs be faster than Tang Yin's Shadow Shift? He had only ran a little more than 10 steps, his face suddenly changed, because under the pure horse belly, there was an extra person, who else could it be but Tang Yin?

He looked around for the enemy's shadow. Tang Yin who was crouching under the horse's belly had already fiercely thrusted the spirit spear in his hand upwards. Boom!

"Puchi!" The spirit spear pierced through the horse, the tip of the spear protruding from the horse's back. The pure man sitting on the horse didn't even know where the enemy was before being hit by the spear from below. The entire tip of the spear had become accustomed to his body.

High and pure, suddenly opened his mouth wide and cried out miserably, black flames actually came out of his throat, and struck his face from the back. The essence in his body was instantly sucked out by the Fire of Darkness, turning into spirit energy that spread into his body, causing his dried up corpse to fall along with the similarly dried up horse corpse.

If there were only a group of dragons without a leader, there would at least be a thousand-man commander directing the battle. But four of the six thousand-man commanders of Blood Camp had already been killed, leaving only two behind, unable to direct the overall situation.

The people gave up fighting, and turned their horses around, retreating like a tornado towards the Chuan Army's main formation.

This battle between the hidden arrows and Blood Camp led by Tang Yin ended with Blood Camp losing and retreating. After a fierce battle, there were more than thirty people that died from the hidden arrows, and just from Blood Camp alone, there were more than a hundred deaths. However, even though Blood Camp's casualties were not small, the main force was still there, with a total of 1500 soldiers, just that the successive deaths of the two regiment leaders and four captains was too big of a blow to Blood Camp, causing Blood Camp to fall into an awkward situation where no one was leading.

The fierce battle that happened here was merely a corner of the battlefield, and even the battle between the two armies wasn't everything that had occurred on the battlefield. On the other side, the battle between the two armies had also started completely.

The outcome of such a large-scale battle was not something that could be decided in a short period of time. The two sides fought from morning till afternoon, and from afternoon to night. At this time, the two sides still had no intention of retreating, and were still clenching their teeth to persevere in the battle.

On the battlefield, both sides were in flames. Some of them were torches lit by the soldiers, while others were fire cooked by the soldiers.

People were made of iron while food was made of steel. The soldiers had been fighting fiercely for an entire day. It was impossible for them to continue fighting without eating or drinking.

At this time, both sides had a tacit understanding with each other. They all stopped fighting and retreated ten steps back. They sat down to rest and grabbed the food that was delivered up from behind, wolfing it down.

On the battlefield, it was really not a suitable place to eat. The floor was filled with disgusting corpses and fresh blood, which was one thing.

While the two sides temporarily stopped fighting, the people at the back of each army came to the front of the formation and moved away the mountainous pile of corpses in the middle of the battle.

Firstly, they had to retract the corpses of their fallen soldiers to prevent their corpses from being trampled or damaged. Secondly, they had to clean up the battlefield so that the next round of battle could begin.

Some of them eat fast, some of them eat slow. A group of soldiers on the Feng Army side were the first to fill their stomachs, some of them were wiping their mouths randomly, looking at the Chuan Army opposite of them eating happily, the more they looked, the angrier they became. Some of them even shouted loudly: "Opposite you, hurry up and go back to your Chuan Country, if you keep fighting, you all won't be able to go back!"1

"Bullshit!" One of the Chuan Soldier threw the bowl of rice over, and jumped and scolded loudly, "You barbarians, you should have returned to your uncultivated Feng Country long ago. Wash your neck clean, and wait for our Chuan Army to chop off your heads ?"

Feng Country resided in the north. Their environment was vile, the country was poor and backward, yet they both worshipped martial arts and loved to go to war, plunder other nations, and they also knew each other. The other kingdoms had always used this term to refer to them as contemptible and despicable, and as people of the wind, they naturally hated people who called them barbarians or something like that.

Before Chuan Soldier could finish speaking, a crossbow arrow had already shot out from within the Feng Army. With a "pu" sound, a pitch black crossbow arrow struck straight into Chuan Soldier's throat, killing the arrow.

Seeing that, the surrounding Chuan Soldier were all filled with righteous indignation, they threw away the rice bowls in their hands, grabbed their weapons, and threw their weapons towards the Feng Army.

The Feng Soldier s were unwilling to be outdone. With a hualala sound, they stood up in unison, lined up their formations, and rushed towards the Chuan Soldier that was approaching them.

Any movement on the battlefield could trigger the butterfly effect.

As the fight started, the officers and soldiers of the Wind and River armies started to move. Very quickly, the troops from both sides returned to the battle and began a new round of fighting with their enemies.

The wind and river armies started fighting, and Yu and Huan's armies on the other side started fighting as well. After stopping for less than a quarter of an hour, the battlefield once again fell into an endless cycle of slaughter.

Tang Yin, who had achieved a breakthrough in his cultivation, had high fighting spirit, and at the same time, needed to absorb more spirit energy to fill his body's emptiness. He joined the front of the battlefield, the sickle in his hand and the long spear in his hands ignited with black flames, madly slashing at the Chuan Army in front of him.

Under his Spirit Weapon, a large amount of Generals And Soldiers of Chuan Army turned into misty white spirit energy and was sucked into Tang Yin's body. After his body was reborn, his vitality had also improved greatly, and after fighting for a long time, his body still did not feel exhausted at all.

Tang Yin led the Generals And Soldiers of Feng Army beside him and charged forward, causing the Chuan Army at the front to retreat continuously. Very quickly, a large gap was opened in the Chuan Army camp as Tang Yin took the opportunity to charge into it.

Right now, he was not afraid of all the enemies around him. What he was afraid of was that he would not have any enemies for himself to absorb. In the middle of the battlefield, Tang Yin's blade cut down, and even though the Chuan Army soldiers in the front had raised their shields to block, they were still split into two. The corpse did not spurt out any blood, and the only thing that leaked out was spirit energy, which created a series of blood fog behind him.

Right when he was about to kill to his heart's content, an arrow suddenly shot out from above his head, followed by a crisp clank sound, the arrow pierced right into his skull, Tang Yin's head tilted backwards, his body swaying as he took a step back. Raising his head to look, he saw that the Chuan Army archers in front of him were shooting arrows at him.

Even if it was late, it was fast. Just as the arrow hit Tang Yin, another arrow flew towards him. Tang Yin snorted, he touched the ground with the spear in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, the arrow that was flying over, was caught by him.

Tang Yin did not even look at it, and used all his strength to throw the arrow back. "Whiz!" Arrows whistled sharply through the wind. The Chuan Army Archers on top of the archers' towers had yet to react when one of them 'helmet was hit by an arrow, and his white tassel was cut off.

That person's expression changed greatly, and he was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat. He instinctively raised his hands, and randomly touched his helmet. Tang Yin no longer gave his opponent the chance to shoot the third arrow, and directly used Shadow Shift to dodge to the top of the tower.

The Chuan Army Archers looked at Tang Yin as if he was a monster, and everyone let out a scream, and all of them put down the bows in their hands, and then pulled out their swords from their waists, wanting to fight Tang Yin.

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