Of course, Tang Yin didn't know any magic skills. He only knew the complicated and perfect kung fu. He didn't give the big man a chance to breathe, and advanced again. He rushed to the big man, shook his wrist, and the sharp edge of the spear instantly pulled out three silver flowers.
Flowers flew towards the big man's left and right chest and lower abdomen.
The duel between spiritual warriors has always been straightforward. The competition is about whose spiritual energy cultivation is deep and whose spiritual martial arts skills are superb. There has never been such a virtual and real move as martial arts.
The big man had difficulty adapting for a while, being forced into a panic by Tang Yin's fast attack, and had nowhere to use his powerful spiritual energy.
In the gaps between Tang Yin's fierce attacks, the big man could counterattack with one and a half moves, but Tang Yin, who already knew his strength, did not give him a chance to confront him head-on. With his deft steps and the skill of moving a thousand pounds, he easily resolved his counterattacks one by one.
The attacking side spent a lot of energy, but the passive side was even more physically exhausted. The fighting lasted only a short time, and Tang Yin was still not feeling well, but the big man was tired and had beads of sweat on his nose and temples. At the same time, he screamed in anger, but he still couldn't.
There is nothing that can be done against Tang Yin.
This fight is more like a fight between a fox and a bear.
Gradually, the big man could no longer hold himself up, his strength became weaker and weaker, and his movements became slower and slower. Four or five bloody wounds had been opened on his body by the spears. Although it was not fatal, the beating made him extremely embarrassed.
Seeing that the opponent was almost exhausted, the light in Tang Yin's eyes became brighter. He seized the opportunity and stabbed a spear into the big man's abdomen.
After being tortured by Tang Yin for too long, the big man entered a semi-crazy state. When he saw the opponent's spear thrust, he no longer dodge, but when the tip of the spear was about to pierce his flesh, he twisted his waist to avoid the sharp edge.
, only missing half a step, the sharp edge of the spear still tore a large gash in his waist.
The big man endured the pain, let out a strange cry, retracted his arm with all his strength, clamped the spear body under his ribs, discarded the silver spear with his other hand, strangled Tang Yin's neck, and yelled: "I'll crush you to death!"
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Tang Yin reacted very quickly, simply discarding the spear and grabbing the big man's neck with his hands.
As a result, the fierce battle between the two turned into an entangled fight, and it was this kind of direct physical contact that Tang Yin wanted.
Taking advantage of the opportunity for the big man to press forward, Tang Yin fell backwards, and both of them fell to the ground. Then, using inertia, Tang Yin forced the big man to roll all the way, and rolled directly into the grass on the roadside.
No one present had expected that the battle would turn out like this. They were all stunned and unable to react.
At this moment, a piercing scream suddenly came from the grass. Before anyone could understand what happened, they saw the grass shaking, and Tang Yin walked out of the grass with an evil smile on his face, holding a ball of clothes in his hand.
, everyone looked carefully and saw that the ball of clothes belonged to no one else but the big man.
The soldiers from the Ning Kingdom were dumbfounded, as were the deserters from the Feng Kingdom. No one knew what happened after Tang Yin and the big man rolled into the grass, and why Tang Yin was the only one who came out, and he was still holding the big man's clothes.
If anyone could understand, it was only Qiu Zhen. Looking at Tang Yin's face, his face was even more radiant than before, and his eyes were so bright that people dared not look directly at him. Needless to say, as he said just now, he took the big man's eyes seriously.
He ate it, or in other words, he burned the big man with the fire of darkness and absorbed it.
A spiritual cultivator who had reached the 'Broken' level was absorbed by Tang Yin, which undoubtedly improved his spiritual energy cultivation by a lot. It is understandable that he could not see the fatigue after a fierce battle but was in high spirits.
It’s just that Qiu Zhen still can’t figure it out. Tang Yin’s cultivation level is obviously far different from that of the opponent, so how come he won in the end? And the win was not ugly at all. It can be said that he suppressed the opponent from the beginning to the end.
Living.
Or maybe this man is really the person he is looking for!
Qiu Zhen couldn't suppress the joy in his heart. He rushed out of the grass and shouted like crazy: "The leader of Ning Guo has been killed. Brothers, fight back!"
He suddenly jumped out, startling all the deserters from the Feng Kingdom, but his shout also awakened everyone's consciousness. Won! Won actually! Our brothers really killed the opponent's leader!
For a moment, the fighting spirit of the deserters from Feng Kingdom, which had been forgotten for a long time, returned to their bodies. The fear and despair of being hunted for the past few days were completely released and vented. Like Qiu Zhen, everyone seemed to be going crazy.
They seemed to be holding weapons, staring with scarlet eyes, and launched a counterattack against the two hundred Ningguo soldiers.
On the other hand, the large number of Ningguo soldiers were frightened. You must know that the big man Tang Yin killed was not an ordinary little leader, but a dignified commander of Ningguo. He had always been brave and good at fighting, and his martial arts were extraordinary. But at this time, he
Being killed by the opponent, Ningguo soldiers could not be afraid.
With almost no resistance, more than 200 soldiers from the Ning Kingdom began to flee backwards, losing the command of their leader. They fled in chaos, trampling and pushing each other, and their confusion only increased the arrogance of the Feng Kingdom soldiers.
There were only about thirty people, but each of them looked like a demon crawling out of hell. They used all the weapons they had to hunt down the Ningguo soldiers crazily.
Such a scene made Qiu Zhen's heart burn with raging fire. He kept shouting: "Don't let an enemy escape, we have to use the enemy's head to go back and claim the merit!"
His shouts sounded to the ears of Feng Kingdom soldiers as if they had been hit with stimulants, and they pursued the enemy without hesitation. Some soldiers without weapons caught up with the enemy and beat them with fists and kicks, but they could not beat them.
It moved, and even bit it with its teeth, looking like a crazy beast.
The situation on the battlefield is such that it changes rapidly. The party that has just been chasing becomes the party that is being hunted in an instant. Therefore, on the battlefield, as long as the battle is not over, no matter how disparate the strength of the two sides is, no one dares to
Make sure you are the final winner.
The one-sided battle ended quickly. Under the pursuit of more than 30 Feng people, more than 200 Ningguo soldiers left more than half of their corpses and wounded, and the rest fled without a trace.
Tang Yin did not participate in the chase. He sat on the roadside, tore off a piece of cloth from his robe and casually wrapped it around the cracked tiger's mouth.
Qiu Zhen walked up to him, looked at the random bandages on his hands, frowned, squatted down, and said seriously: "I'll help you!" After saying that, regardless of whether Tang Yin agreed or not, he opened the cloth and helped him again.
bandage.
Just now he saw Tang Yin's hand bleeding and felt that the injury was serious, but now when he looked at the wound, it was no longer bleeding. It had begun to heal, leaving only a faint red line. He was secretly surprised that the body of the Dark Soul Cultivator
The self-healing ability is really amazing.
"Don't do this again next time!" Qiu Zhen lowered his head and said.
Tang Yin was stunned by his lackluster words and asked, "Why don't you stop doing this?"
Qiu Zhen said in a deep voice: "Don't take risks like this again, you are making a joke with your own life."
I have never seen Qiu Zhen, who was laughing and joking, look so solemn. Tang Yin was startled for a moment, then smiled, and said leisurely: "That's my own business."
"It may have been the case before, but not now." Seeing Tang Yin raising his eyebrows childishly, Qiu Zhen's expression darkened and he murmured: "At least when I follow you, it won't be like this anymore. Your life is not only your own.
It's mine, I don't want you to die, and I don't want my hopes on you to fail."
No one has ever said such words to Tang Yin. He has always been a lonely person, and everything he has done is simple, just to let himself survive better, but now something is different.
The extra Qiu Zhen made him feel like he had an extra... responsibility.
"What hope do you place on me?" This sense of responsibility made Tang Yin feel strange, but not annoying at all. At least, he felt that he was no longer a dispensable person, and that there was someone in the world who cared about him.
"I can't explain clearly yet, but I have a strong feeling that as long as we are together, we will definitely be able to do something spectacular! In this troubled world, we will definitely have a place to stand!" As he spoke,
Qiu Zhen's tone was firm, and the expression on his face became energetic.
Tang Yin looked at Qiu Zhen for a long time, then suddenly grinned and said faintly: "I always thought you just had a dark heart, but I didn't expect that your blood is still hot."
Hearing this, Qiu Zhen was stunned and asked blankly: "Can you tell that I have a dark heart? In fact, I have never felt that way myself." Of course, what he said was tantamount to acquiescence.
"Haha——" Tang Yin looked up and chuckled. He didn't know how to read people, but his intuition was always very sensitive.
"I have taken note of what you said." He stood up, nodded towards Qiu Zhen, and smiled: "But you must also remember that I will never joke with my own life.
The reason why I didn’t listen to your advice and rush out just now was because I thought I could win, and in fact, I did win, right?”
Tang Yin's answer was not satisfactory, but Qiu Zhen had to admit that it was the truth.
The more I came into contact with Tang Yin, I felt that he was a weirdo. Logically speaking, with his powerful skills, his spiritual energy cultivation should be very high, but the reality was completely opposite. He didn't even have a fixed weapon. He used a spear for a while.
After learning how to use a sword, he seems to be able to use any weapon and is very proficient in it.
Time is still long, and there will always be opportunities to get to know him in the future. Qiu Zhen returned to his usual playful smile. He lowered his head and rummaged through the remaining clothes of the big man. He quickly found a small military card from it and took it.
When Qiu Zhen saw the word "Thousand Captain", his eyes widened and he said in surprise: "Oh my God, the guy you just...eat was actually a Thousand Captain!"
The military system of the Haotian Empire consists of thirty people as a squad, a hundred people as a group, a thousand people as a formation, ten thousand people as a regiment, and a hundred thousand people as a group. In large-scale conflicts between countries, formations and regiments are basically the units.
A long position is not low.
"Now you have made a great contribution!" Qiu Zhen said with shining eyes.