"Tang Yin! Tang Yin -" Ye Zhuo finally couldn't bear it anymore and his mind collapsed. He waved his fists randomly, yelling and tearing at Tang Yin around him.
But after one Tang Yin was broken up by him, more Tang Yin would appear, endless and never-ending. Looking around, the sky and the earth were filled with Tang Yin figures, and there were tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of them.
Ye Zhuo roared and roared, charging east and west again, running and fighting until he was exhausted and couldn't use any more strength. He lay softly on the ground, panting,
Sweat had soaked all his clothes.
At this time, the thousands of Tang Yin people around him all gathered around him, with the same expression on their faces, talking and laughing. Ye Zhuo closed his eyes and didn't want to look, but the figures of many Tang Yin were still there.
can come to his mind.
He screamed hoarsely, raised his hands, and dug out his own eyes. With two pounces, the two bloody eyeballs were gouged out alive by himself. He covered his face with his hands and howled.
Rolling all over the ground.
And at this moment, a familiar figure appeared in front of us, and a familiar voice came faintly: "Is it painful? This should all be over, take a rest!"
"Master...Master..." Ye Zhuo stopped screaming, opened his bloody and black eyes, and looked at the white shadow in front of him. He stretched out his hand tremblingly, and blood and tears continued to flow from the holes in his eyes.
When he came out, he said in a trembling voice: "Master...save me..."
The white figure did not take his hand, but stretched it to his chest. The straight palm was like a knife, thrusting straight into his heart. Ye Zhuo felt a sharp pain all over his body, and then
, don’t know anything anymore.
Outside the Shadow Prison, Tang Yin stood in front of Ye Zhuo. While the knife penetrated Ye Zhuo's heart, the dark fire also refined all the essence in his body into spiritual energy, which was finally absorbed into his body.
This is the terrifying thing about the Shadow Prison. When you fall into it, even if the enemy is standing in front of you and very close to you, you can't see or feel anything.
Everything I heard was an illusion.
Of course, the Shadow Illusion Prison is not invulnerable. For some people with deep concentration, the impact of the Shadow Illusion Prison will be much less. If their cultivation is deep enough, they can completely judge the true nature of the caster.
body, and forcibly breaks through the Shadow Prison, directly attacking the caster's true body.
In addition, when Tang Yin cast the Shadow Illusion Prison, he himself had to release a large amount of spiritual energy. At this time, he was extremely weak. If he was attacked by a spiritual martial arts master, the consequences would be equally disastrous. This is why he did not dare to attack Lu
The reason why Yong casts Shadow Prison.
Lu Yong and Ye Zhuo, the two direct disciples of Huangfu Xiutai, both died in Tang Yin's dark fire. While clearing obstacles for Feng Jun, they also provided Tang Yin with abundant spiritual energy, which improved his current cultivation level.
A big chunk.
Let's talk about the battlefield, whether it was Feng Jun or An Jun, everyone was dumbfounded by the incredible scene that happened in front of them. They couldn't see the Shadow Phantom Prison, they only saw Ye Zhuo first stabbing his ears, and then...
He gouged out his own eyes crazily.
People were stunned. Such a scene of self-mutilation was unseen and unheard of. Even bystanders were so frightened that their hair stood on end, and their whole bodies felt as if they were trapped in an ice cellar.
In the eyes of everyone, Ye Zhuo is simply crazy. As for why he went crazy, no one can explain clearly. Maybe it was watching his senior brother being killed that made him fall into madness!
When Tang Yin stepped forward and ended Ye Zhuo's life with a knife, both Feng Ren and An Ren let out a sigh of relief. If Ye Zhuo didn't die, they, the spectators, might not be able to bear the stimulation and go crazy.
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Bang! One of the soldiers in the An army threw the weapon in his hand to the ground. Soon, the surrounding An soldiers also threw away their weapons. They stared blankly at Tang Yin opposite, and it became extremely difficult to even breathe.
To them, Lu Yong and Ye Zhuo were as powerful as gods, but in front of Tang Yin, one of them was killed and the other was frightened mad. How could they continue to fight this battle? If they went up alone, they might not even be able to fight.
It's not enough to fill the gaps between people's teeth.
For a time, the sound of weapons being thrown away could be heard in the An army camp. A large number of An army soldiers completely lost their fighting spirit and surrendered without a fight.
Generals Su Yang and Qin Feng glanced at each other, then at the soldiers with gray faces and no morale around them. They shook their heads secretly. They didn't even stop them, and turned around without saying a word.
Just run in the direction of the Chinese army.
Looking at Su Yang and Qin Feng escaping, Tang Yin couldn't bring himself to pursue them. He turned to Bai An and Yan Yan behind him and said, "Then I'll leave it to you. Do you have any questions?"
Bai An and Yan Yan came back to their senses from the shock. They looked at Tang Yin eagerly, slowly shook their heads, and said in a trembling voice: "No, Your Majesty." The King in front of them was more profound than the King at Lingwu Academy.
Unpredictable, and even more terrifying, terrifying...
"Then do what you should do!" Tang Yin took off his spiritual armor and nodded to the two of them with a smile.
"Yes! Your Majesty!" Bai An cheered up and responded, then waved his arms to the surrounding soldiers and shouted: "Brothers, follow me and charge into the enemy's center! Kill -"
"Roar -" the morale-boosted soldiers of the Feng Army shouted in unison, following Bai An and Yan Yan to charge forward.
In fact, the number of Feng troops commanded by Bai An and Yan Yan was not large. However, the shortcomings of the An army's camp being too large and too many obstacles were revealed. When the Feng army entered the An army's central army, the surrounding troops were surrounded.
An's army was unable to rush over quickly for reinforcements, causing Bai An and Yan Yan's force to pierce An's heart like a knife.
Su Yang and Qin Feng, who had just been defeated and fled back to the central army, had to come out to fight again. The two faced off against Bai An and Yan Yan respectively, and they fought together again.
The two of them could still go up to fight against it. As for An Jun below, he couldn't withstand the impact of the Feng Army at all. Although An Jun had an absolute advantage in numbers, he was still overwhelmed by the Feng Army and was completely defeated.
Cui Tu, who was in charge of the central army, felt his heart rising to his throat. From time to time, he asked the generals around him why the soldiers from the east, west, south and north battalions didn't come over for reinforcements?
The generals secretly grinned. With such a large camp and so many earthen walls and trenches between them, it would take time for the soldiers of the fourth battalion to come back!
But no one dared to say that Cui Tu was wrong in setting up the formation. They could only deal with it bravely: "General, the reinforcements will arrive soon. General, just wait a little longer!"
"How long do we have to wait? The Feng Army is already here!" Cui Tu roared with a red face and a thick neck. He had fought side by side with the Feng Army, and he knew that the Feng Army was very powerful in close combat, which was not something that his own soldiers could withstand.
living.
The generals looked at each other and winked. Finally, one of the generals who was closest to Cui Tu had the courage to persuade: "General, now that two gentlemen, Lu Yong and Ye Zhuo, have been killed, our army has...actually been defeated.
Now, the general should... give the order to withdraw the troops..."
Bang! Before he could finish his words, the riding crop in Cui Tu's hand had already hit his helmet hard. He said angrily: "Could it be that our army can't fight without the help of the disciples of Shenchi? Who dares to withdraw the army easily?"
Words, I will definitely kill you without mercy!"
The beaten general lowered his head with a blushing face and did not dare to say another word. Of course, he did not agree with Cui Tu's words in his heart. He knew that he was defeated and continued to fight. Isn't this a joke with the lives of all the soldiers in the army?
Now, the Feng Army, which had entered An's camp, was fighting with An's army. Both sides had no formation at all. It was a complete melee, and this was precisely the style of play that Feng Army was best at.
As the battle continued, more and more An troops were killed and wounded. Gradually, people became afraid and began to retreat slowly. Even Su Yang and Qin Feng, who had resisted Bai An and Yan Yan, also
He showed his invincibility and was forced to retreat continuously.
At this point in the battle, in Tang Yin's opinion, the overall situation was decided. He retreated to the main formation of the Feng Army, then sat cross-legged in the car's crown, closing his eyes and meditating.
Lu Yong and Ye Zhuo have too much spiritual martial arts knowledge that he needs, and there is also too much information about the divine pool, which he needs to search for, absorb and master bit by bit.
While he was meditating, Ren Xiao slowly walked to the car crown, looked at Tang Yin for a moment, and then asked in a low voice: "Your Highness, are Lu Yong and Ye Zhuo... dead?"
"Yes." Tang Yin sat there without moving, without opening his eyes, and said slowly: "As you said, good words can't persuade a damn ghost. Their death is no one else's fault, and it has nothing to do with Brother Ren.
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"But the two of them are descendants of Shenchi after all." Ren Xiao sighed softly.
"I think there is good and evil in the Divine Pond. Isn't it a good thing to remove the dross and keep the essence?" Tang Yin said calmly.
"Actually, Lu Yong and Ye Zhuo are not bad people. The reason why they participated in the battle of Feng'an was really helpless!"
Tang Yin shrugged, saying that there was nothing he could do about it. Then, he opened his eyes slightly and asked, "How many disciples are there in Huangfu Xiutai?"
"At least there are two or three hundred people!"
"Two or three hundred?" Should I say less? Tang Yin was startled and asked subconsciously: "Are they all like Lu Yong and Ye Zhuo?"
Ren smiled, shook his head and said: "Of course not! Lu Yong and Ye Zhuo are direct disciples. There are eleven direct disciples of Elder Huangfu, Lu Yong is ranked fifth, Ye Zhuo is ranked seventh, and the one whom His Highness has taken in is Jiang Ban.
Xue is the eleventh. As for the other disciples, they are no longer the direct disciples of Elder Huangfu, and their strength is far inferior to that of Lu Yong, Ye Zhuo and others."
"So that's it!" Tang Yin sighed. If the two or three hundred disciples at Huangfu Show were like Lu Yong and Ye Zhuo, then he wouldn't have to fight against Huangfu Show. He wouldn't even have to take action personally.
As long as he sends out all his disciples, he will be helpless.
He said with a smile: "Fortunately, the old man only has eleven direct disciples. Now three of them have been lost, so there are only eight left."