A knife suddenly stretched out from behind and was placed in front of his neck. Jiang Peng had no time to think carefully. He reacted completely subconsciously and urged his horse forward, hoping to get rid of the mysterious and terrifying enemy behind him.
Perhaps because the relationship was too tense, he overlooked one thing. Although the opponent's knife was stretched out from behind, it was actually a curved sickle. When he rushed forward, his neck hit the blade.
He heard a puff in his ear, and Jiang Peng's body rushed out on a war horse, but his head was cut off by the sharp edge of the sickle, and he fell to the ground. He did not move until he died, realizing that the enemy suddenly appeared behind him.
Who is it and where did he appear?
Phew! Scarlet blood spurted out from the broken neck of the headless body. From a distance, it looked like a bright red fountain. The horse ran forward a few more steps before the corpse turned sideways and dismounted, spraying into the air.
Bloody water fell down like a rain of blood, covering Yin Rou's head and body as she lay on the horse's back.
She was lying on the horse and couldn't see how Jiang Peng was killed, but she could clearly see the severed head and headless body that fell to the ground. For any girl, this situation was very special.
The scene is an extremely terrifying scene, not to mention the noble-born and pampered Yin Rou.
Her beautiful eyes were round and she stared blankly at the corpse on the ground. Her mouth gradually opened, and then she let out a long scream. Her body lying on the horse began to twist violently, trying to escape from the dead body.
She got off the horse. However, with her struggle and her screams, the lost horse was frightened and neighed loudly. It raised its front hooves high and stood almost upright. It lay on the horse's back.
Before Yin Rou could figure out what happened, her body had been lifted off by the war horse, and she felt herself falling rapidly. She secretly said it was over! She closed her eyes and was about to bear the pain of falling to the ground, but the pain did not spread for a long time.
Come.
How is this going?
Yin Rou slowly opened her eyes, and was surprised to find that her body was suspended in mid-air. To be more precise, she was being held in someone's arms. Her eyes slowly moved up, along the person's chest.
The spirit armor slowly looked towards the opponent's face.
What she saw was a handsome face that she had longed for but should not have appeared here anyway. The owner of the handsome face seemed to be smiling, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his bright tiger eyes slightly narrowed, looking without blinking.
Hold her.
"Tang...Yin..."
Yin Rou couldn't tell whether what she saw was real or illusory. She gently called the person's name, and at the same time slowly raised her hand to touch the person's cheek. His cheek had dark stubble, which was very hard.
It's also very stinging, but the fiery body temperature can give people an inexplicable sense of security.
"Yin...zhen...is it really you?"
Even after touching his face, Yin Rou still couldn't believe that this was real.
Looking at the thin and haggard Yin Rou in his arms, holding her body like a weightless feather, the visitor's eyes flashed with pity and distress. He nodded heavily and said softly: "
it's me!"
Such a familiar voice, she had heard it so many times in her dreams. Although the voice was a little hoarse, she could still clearly recognize that it was indeed Tang Yin's voice. In an instant, the strength she had persisted in for nearly a month completely collapsed.
, losing control of his emotions, hugging Tang Yin's body tightly and burst into tears.
At this time, her heart could no longer hold anything else, and there was only one voice left: He is coming! He did not give up on herself, did not forget his promise, and finally came to save her...
Looking at Yin Rou crying in his arms, his heart felt as if she had been stabbed hard by a knife, and she huddled tightly. He slowly squatted down and put Yin Rou on his thigh.
Then he took out his hand and wiped away the tears on her face. His movements were light and gentle, as if he was afraid that the spiritual armor on his fingers would scratch her.
How he wished that there were only two of him and Yin Rou now, but things went against his wishes. The surrounding Sichuan troops recovered from the shock, and the Zhen troops roared and shouted angrily, urging their horses to charge towards him, with countless spears pointing at him and Yin Rou.
Yin Rou stabbed it viciously.
He sighed secretly, squatting on the ground without moving, but when the surrounding cavalry were about to rush forward, he suddenly swung the sickle in his hand.
Buzz!
The sickle drew a circular cold light in the air. The cold light spread out in all directions like a halo of water, getting bigger and bigger, and finally formed a huge halo.
That was not the light of the sword, but the spiritual wave.
Pounce - The spiritual waves centered on him and Yin Rou spread to the cavalry coming from all directions. The sound of armor and flesh and bones being chopped sounded at the same time, followed by the screams of people and the neighing of war horses.
, a full circle of Sichuan chastity cavalry, the heads of the war horses were missing, the knight on the horse was cut off at the waist, the spear was broken into two pieces, and the broken and incomplete body parts were scattered all over the ground. Only human and horse corpses were seen.
The fracture was as smooth as a mirror, as if it had been swept by a laser. Due to the inertia of its charge, the blood poured out toward him and Yin Rou.
He bent down and used his body to protect Yin Rou in his arms. In his eyes, she was so clean, and the enemy's dirty blood should be acknowledged by him and should not be splashed on her body.
In an instant, his head and back seemed to be showered with blood, and the blood dripped down his spiritual armor.
This skill shocked everyone and was incredible. The Sichuan and Zhen cavalry were shocked at the same time. Not to mention the people were surprised and horrified, even the war horses were frightened and screamed strangely. They stepped back with all four hooves, and the horse's head kept moving towards
Twist back.
"kill--"
In Sichuan, someone suddenly shouted from behind the Zhen cavalry. Before several cavalry could react, they were thrown off their horses by the cold light coming from behind. At the same time, Xiao Min rushed towards her from the outside. Waiting for her to enter the circle, she took a closer look.
Look, I was shocked, I saw the princess nestled in the arms of a bloody man, crying loudly, and the bloody man's face and body were covered with blood, his eyes were flashing with a faint and strange green light,
The raised corners of his mouth were filled with an evil and bloodthirsty smile.
After standing there in shock for a while, Xiao Min recognized the bloody man and subconsciously shouted: "Tang Yin?"
That's right, the person who suddenly appeared was none other than Tang Yin, who had traveled all the way from Feng Country to the border between Ning and Mo.
When Tang Yin learned that the emperor was fleeing to the border with Ning and Mo, he was extremely anxious. If the emperor was accepted by the Ning State, it would be difficult for him to take Yin Rou back to heaven, and it would be impossible for him to launch troops against Ning in the future.
Well, any idea of holding the emperor hostage to order the princes has become a fantasy.
As a result, he chased day and night but was still much slower. The emperor arrived at the Ningmo border one step ahead of him. Just when Tang Yin felt despair, the news that made him extremely excited came. Ningguo closed the border across the board and refused to admit the emperor.
Upon hearing the news, Tang Yin was so excited that he almost jumped up on his horse, looking up to the sky and sighing: God help me!
Then, Yin Zhun, who was desperate, headed eastward along the Ningmo border, while Tang Yin headed westward from the territory of Moguo, and happened to bump into the Emperor and his party outside Nanhua City, and they rushed to the end of the battle between the two sides.
The critical moment has arrived, so Jiang Peng is killed and Yin Rou is saved.
At this time, the situation on the battlefield became even more chaotic. The palace guards were fighting with the Sichuan and Zhen cavalry, and the wind cavalry who came up after them joined the battle group. The palace guards did not know the origin of this team of black-helmeted, black-armored and extremely brave cavalry, but
Seeing them frantically killing the Sichuan and Zhen cavalry proved that even if the people coming were not our own reinforcements, at least they were not our enemies.
With helpers appearing, the morale of the palace guards was greatly shaken. Just now, they were facing the danger of annihilation of the entire army. At this time, the situation was suddenly reversed. The palace guards unanimously moved closer to the wind cavalry, and cooperated with the wind cavalry and Sichuan.
Cavalry battle.
Although the number of palace guards and wind cavalry is still far less than that of Sichuan and Zhen cavalry, people's fighting spirit has been boosted. In addition, Jiang Peng was suddenly killed, and the wind cavalry came suddenly and strangely. Both Sichuan and Zhen armies were somewhat
In the chaos, the two sides temporarily formed a situation of even strength on the battlefield.
Jiang Peng was inexplicably beheaded by the sudden appearance of the enemy, and Lu Wen was also startled. He hurriedly rode over, separated the crowd, and saw a man covered in black spiritual armor and covered in blood.
Holding the crying princess in his arms, his anger immediately surged to his forehead. Without asking who the other person was, he picked up the spirit gun and rushed towards Tang Yin, while shouting: "You bastard, let go of the princess!"
Here comes another ghost looking for death! Tang Yin chuckled in his heart. As if he didn't see the enemy coming, he thrust the sickle hard into the ground, then lifted up Yin Rou in his arms with both hands, looked at Xiao Min who was standing aside, and said:
"Xiao Min, you will take care of the princess for the time being!"
"Ah? Yes...yes!" Xiao Min was still in shock at this time. He instinctively agreed and mechanically walked forward to take Yin Rou from Tang Yin's arms.
The moment he handed Yin Rou over to Xiao Min, Lu Wen had already rushed to him, and the spirit spear drew a long cold light in the air, piercing Tang Yin's face.
"snort!"
Tang Yin sneered and bent his knees slightly. The moment the tip of the gun was about to touch his cheek, his body bounced high like a spring. This jump was more than three meters high. It's hard to imagine that people can
Jumping so high on the spot, Tang Yin jumped into the air and at the same time, he hit the sickle on the ground with his toes. The sickle was forced to spin and flew up. Tang Yin, who was in mid-air, waved his arm casually and accurately.
He grabbed the knife shaft in the air, and then struck down hard with his outstretched arm. The sickle struck Lu Wen's neck with a harsh whistling sound.
It sounds slow, but in fact it is extremely fast. Tang Yin's series of acrobatic-like movements were completed instantly in mid-air, all in one go. Lu Wen had never seen such strange moves in his life, nor had he seen such fast sword skills. He
It just felt like a blur before his eyes, and Tang Yin disappeared. Then a dazzling light suddenly flashed, and then, the world was spinning.
flutter!
Lu Wen's head rolled off his shoulders, and the war horse ran past Tang Yin's feet carrying the headless corpse.
This is a simple and depressing sword, but it is also a sword full of spirituality.