Huh - the strong man didn't even have time to scream, his body had turned into thick smoke, and was inhaled cleanly by Tang Yin. The big hammer in his hand also returned to its original shape, but the weight was still very heavy, and it made a sound after landing.
There was a dull thud.
Tang Yin handed the sickle to his left hand and easily grabbed the iron hammer. He didn't see how hard he used it, but he just raised his arm outwards and he swung the iron hammer out.
Buzz!
The hammer swirled in the air and slammed into the crowd of barbarians. Suddenly, screams rang out in the barbarian camp, and at least five or six barbarians were knocked to the ground.
Wow - the barbarian camp was in an uproar. The strong man's status in the barbarian army was not low. Seeing him being burned into smoke, the barbarian soldiers were all shocked and horrified, and they felt fear in their hearts. People no longer looked at them just now
He was besieging Tang Yin so desperately, as if nails were driven into his feet, he didn't dare to take a step forward, and he refused to attack.
If they didn't take action, Tang Yin didn't have time to fight with them. He lowered his waist and rushed into the barbarian soldiers like lightning. While waving his sickle, he used the fire of darkness to burn the surrounding barbarian soldiers.
Tang Yin was brave and unstoppable, and the barbarians were forced to retreat. Soon, Tang Yin rushed to the center of the town. There were more barbarians here, at least a thousand, and they were besieging a building in the town.
house.
This courtyard can be regarded as the largest and tallest building in Yuanwang Town. The surrounding walls are two meters high. Now, the walls of the courtyard are filled with wind soldiers, defending against the barbarian soldiers besieging them outside.
Seeing this, Tang Yin was secretly surprised. Hearing Zhang Zhou say that his defenders in Yuanwang Town were not many, only a few hundred people. The attacking barbarians seemed to have more than 2,000 people. How could the defenders resist for so long?
, unexpectedly. Before he had time to think about it, he swung his knife and roared, shouting: "Brothers inside, don't panic, reinforcements have arrived!"
He shouted loudly, firstly to attract the attention of the barbarians and distract the opponent's attack, and secondly to cheer up his own personnel and ask them to hold on.
This voice undoubtedly gave the defenders trapped in the house a shot in the arm, and it also successfully attracted the attention of the barbarians.
Located in the center of the barbarian camp, there was a general riding a tall horse. This man was wearing spiritual armor and holding a spiritualized long sword. He was very eye-catching in the crowd. He also heard Tang Yin's shouts and looked over.
, after watching for a moment, he slowly raised the knife in his hand, pointed in the direction of Tang Yin, and whispered a few words.
Because the distance was too far, Tang Yin did not hear clearly what he said, but the enemy camp had obviously changed. A large number of barbarians rushed towards him, shouting and speaking in Besa language that he could not understand.
For a spiritual cultivator like Tang Yin, Barbarian Soldier is no different from anyone else. He is also made of flesh and blood and is equally vulnerable to his spiritualized sickle.
Seeing the huge crowds of barbarian soldiers swarming towards him, he showed no sign of fear and timidity. He lowered his sickle to the ground and prepared to take action.
After a short time, the barbarian soldiers rushed to him. The first few barbarian soldiers were majestic and all held giant axes. They targeted Tang Yin's vital points and swung out the giant axes one after another.
Tang Yin did not dodge or parry, he just swung the sickle hanging on the ground.
The opponent shot in front and he shot in the back, but the speeds of both sides were not the same.
The lightning-fast sickle flashed with cold light, drawing a perfect half-arc in the air. With three consecutive crisp sounds, the three barbarian soldiers broke at the waist and fell to the ground. The three giant axes also scattered far away.
This was just the prelude to the bloodbath. Tang Yin was fighting with many barbarians.
The barbarian soldiers were tall and numerous. They surrounded Tang Yin, making him seem to be submerged in a sea of people. He could not be seen where. He could only hear people shouting and neighing. Looking up,
From time to time, blood sprayed over the heads of the crowd and shot into the air. From time to time, someone was burned by the fire of darkness and turned into smoke, floating in the air, but was quickly sucked up again.
The fighting continued and became more and more intense, with more and more barbarian soldiers falling and disappearing.
If it is an ordinary spiritual cultivator, it would be difficult to maintain such a fierce battle for a long time. Spiritual Armor Transformation and Soldier Spiritualization are both basic skills that require a large amount of spiritual energy. If they are used at the same time, the spiritual energy will quickly disappear during the fierce battle.
It will be exhausted, but Tang Yin is different. He is a spiritual cultivator of darkness within the inner sect. Especially in chaotic battles, he absorbs more spiritual energy with the fire of darkness than is consumed. Therefore, as the battle continues, his
Not only does his spiritual energy not decrease, but it increases with each fight. For him, the only thing that consumes is his physical strength. In the end, his physical strength is often used up first, and he can only rely on his spiritual energy to support him to continue fighting.
After seeing for so long, so many people on our side could not defeat the opponent alone. The general in the crowd was quite impatient. He snorted and shouted away the crowd in front of him, then urged his war horse to rush towards Tang Yin.
At this time, Tang Yin was already red-blooded and no longer used any moves. He could only use simple chopping, slashing, and stabbing to kill the enemy in the simplest and most practical way.
When the fierce battle was in full swing, suddenly the barbarian soldiers behind him dodged to the left and right to make way for a passage more than half a meter wide. Before Tang Yin could react, the general had already urged his horse to come. When he got behind Tang Yin, he said nothing.
He said, using the momentum of the horse's galloping forward, he stabbed Tang Yin in the back of the heart with the spiritual knife in his hand.
This general's spiritual energy cultivation is not inferior to that of Tang Yin. If he is stabbed by his spiritual sword, Tang Yin's spiritual armor will not be able to withstand it at all, and he will be killed on the spot.
Feeling a powerful force coming from behind him, his innate intuition made the hairs all over his body stand on end. Tang Yin immediately realized that the danger was approaching. He had no time to turn around and take a closer look, so he instinctively moved his body laterally.
Unfortunately, his movements were still half a step too slow, and there was only a click in his ear, as the general's spiritual sword stabbed him in the left lower back.
The black spiritual armor instantly cracked a large hole, and the spiritual knife penetrated deeply into Tang Yin's body. The force was so great that Tang Yin was pushed several meters away.
"Humph!" The general snorted coldly, swung the knife in his hand outwards, and threw Tang Yin's body away.
thump!
Tang Yin knocked over several barbarian soldiers and fell to the ground. Blood flowed out from his lower back. He lay motionless on the ground. It looked as if he had been stabbed to death by the opponent, but the spiritual armor on his body had not dissipated.
, the sickle is still held tightly in his hand.
The general sat on the saddle without even dismounting. He shook off the blood on his knife and proudly ordered: "Cut off his head! (Bessa language!)"
"Yes! (Bessa language)" The surrounding barbarian soldiers agreed one after another, and rushed to surround Tang Yin who fell to the ground.
Although he was a highly skilled spiritual cultivator, after all, he had just received a fatal blow, so the barbarian soldiers were greatly reduced in fear and vigilance towards him. When they got close, they all fell with knives, slashing his whole body.
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
The swords of the barbarian soldiers slashed at his body, but they were all blocked by the spiritual armor, making a series of clashing sounds of iron weapons. According to legend, even if the spiritual armor of a dead spiritual cultivator does not dissipate immediately, its strength should be much weakened, which is impossible.
It was so tenacious that all the barbarian soldiers were a little surprised. Looking at their palms that were so painful from the shock, they didn't know what to do.
While they were in a daze, Tang Yin, who was lying on the ground, suddenly stood up. This sudden change caused a cry of exclamation from the surroundings. The barbarian soldiers looked at Tang Yin with horror on their faces, as if they were looking at monsters, and at the same time, they subconsciously stepped back.
, but their speed could not be faster than Tang Yin. After standing up, he seemed not to have been fatally injured at all. He rushed into the barbarians like a tiger pouncing on its prey. The hands holding the sickle simultaneously emitted black energy.
The flame seemed to be alive, running along the blade to the top of the blade.
Looking again at this time, the long black scythe is covered with a layer of black flames, as if the entire scythe is burning.
Tang Yin shouted loudly and swung out the sickle fiercely. While the sharp blade was killing the barbarian soldiers, the dark fire on the blade would burn the opponent's body into smoke.
Attaching the fire of darkness to a weapon was something that even Yan Lie had never done before, but Tang Yin did it.
The scythe burning with dark fire is undoubtedly more terrifying. After each swing of the knife and each beheading, there are no longer heart-rending screams, but only the hissing sound of the dark fire burning the flesh.
In just an instant, dozens of barbarian soldiers died tragically in the fire of darkness. Tang Yin was hungry for the strong spiritual energy floating in the air, greedily sucking in the spiritual energy, not letting go of any ray, and the wounds on his back began to stop bleeding.
, healed, and in the end, only a faint red line was left, and the cracked spiritual armor gradually closed up, intact as before.
The barbarian general never dreamed that such a thing would happen. The enemy who had just been stabbed by him and was already dying suddenly became more alive in the blink of an eye, and looked more terrifying than when he was not injured.
He gritted his teeth, turned his horse's head, and came back to kill again.
With a long shout, he rushed to Tang Yin again and repeated his old trick. With the momentum of the war horse, the spirit knife stabbed Tang Yin directly, but this time he chose Tang Yin's throat as the target.
Tang Yin's eyes were narrowed, but he couldn't hide the wild evil light in his eyes. He swung the sickle in his hand outward with all his strength, and with a clang, the sickle collided with the opponent's spiritual knife, sparks flew everywhere, and the sharp sound shook the audience.
The surrounding barbarian soldiers felt pain in their eardrums, and they couldn't help but cover their ears and retreat.
It was hard to tell that Tang Yin was so powerful. The general's tiger's mouth was almost split open and his sword almost flew away. He swayed on his horse twice before he managed to stabilize his body.
The general was surprised, and Tang Yin was also surprised. He knew very well how powerful his own strength was when combined with the spiritual energy. He tried his best to block the opponent's weapon without knocking it off. It was obvious that the opponent's cultivation level was also extremely deep, and he was not even there.
under oneself.
Knowing this, he became even more excited. He gave a long laugh and said, "Try to eat my knife too!" Before he finished speaking, he jumped up, nearly two meters above the ground, and swept out the sickle horizontally in his hand.