Tomin in The Alien World

A knife suddenly stretched out from his back and lay across his neck. Jiang Peng had no time to think carefully. He was completely a subconscious reaction, urging his horse to move forward and wanted to get rid of the mysterious and terrible enemy behind him.

Perhaps the relationship was too tense. He ignored that although the other party's knife was stretched out from behind, it was a curved sickle. When he rushed forward, his neck just hit the blade.

Hearing a puff in his ears, Jiang Peng rushed out on a war horse, but his head was forcibly cut off by the edge of the sickle and fell to the ground. Until he died, he didn't move. He knew who the enemy was and where he came from behind him.

Go! The scarlet blood gushed from the broken neck of the headless body. From a distance, it was like a red fountain. The war horse ran forward a few steps, and the body fell off the horse on its side. The blood sprayed into the air scattered down, like a rain of blood, pouring the plumpness of 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 broken head and headless body falling to the ground. For any girl, this scene was a terrible scene, not to mention Yan Rou, who was born noble and well-off.

Her beautiful eyes stared round and stared at the body on the ground. Her mouth gradually opened, and then she made a long scream. Her body on the horse's back began to twist violently to get off the horse. But with her struggle and her scream, the horse, who had lost its master, was frightened, hissed, and its front hooves were raised, almost standing upright. Before Yan Rou, who was lying on the horse's back, knew how to return, his body had been lifted off by the war horse, and he felt that he was falling rapidly, and the secret road was over! She closed her eyes and was about to bear the pain of falling to the ground, but the pain didn't come.

What's going on?

Yan Rou slowly opened her eyes and was surprised to find that her body was suspended in mid air. More accurately, she was held in her arms. Her eyes slowly moved up and looked slowly at each other's face along the spirit armor in front of the man's chest.

What she saw was a handsome face that she missed all day but should not appear here anyway. The owner of the handsome face seemed to be smiling, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, the bright tiger eyes narrowed slightly, and looked at her without blinking.

"Tang... Yin..."

Yan Rou was not sure whether what she saw was real or unreal. She gently called out the person's name and slowly raised her hand to touch the person's cheek. His cheek has black stubble, very hard and prickly, but the hot temperature can give people an inexplicable sense of security.

"Yin... Is it really... Is it really you?"

Even if she touched his face, Yan Rou still couldn't believe it was true.

Looking at Yan Rou, who was thin and haggard in her arms, holding her body was like holding a feather as light as nothing, and the color of pity and heartache flashed in people's eyes. He bowed his head heavily and whispered, "it's me!"

What a familiar voice, I don't know how many times I've heard it in my dream. Although her voice was a little hoarse, she could still clearly recognize that it was Tang Yin's voice. For a moment, she insisted on being strong for nearly a month, completely collapsed, lost her emotional control, tightly hugged Tang Yin's body and burst into tears.

At this time, there was nothing else in her heart, and there was only one voice: he came! He didn't give up himself, didn't forget his promise, and finally came to save himself

Looking at Yan Rou, who was crying in his arms, his heart seemed to be stabbed by a knife and shrunk tightly. He squatted down slowly, put Yan Rou on his thigh, and then took out his hand to wipe the tears off her face. His action was light and soft, as if he was afraid that the spirit armor on his fingers would hurt her.

He hoped that there were only him and Yan Rou now, but it backfired. The Sichuan army and Zhen army who recovered from the shock roared and shouted angrily, urging the horse to rush over, and countless long guns stabbed him and Yan Rou fiercely.

He sighed secretly, and his squatting body did not move. Only when the surrounding cavalry were about to rush forward, the sickle in his hand suddenly swung out.

Buzz!

The sickle draws a round cold light in the air. The cold light is like a halo of water, spreading around, spreading more and more, and finally forming a huge halo.

It's not knife light, but spirit wave.

Rush - the spirit wave centered on him and Yin Rou spread to the cavalry from all directions, and the sound of armor and flesh bones being cut up sounded at the same time. Then, the scream of people and the neighing of war horses became one, and the long spear cut in two by the cavalry of Chuan and Zhen in a whole circle, A broken and incomplete corpse was scattered all over the ground. Only the fracture of human and horse corpses was as smooth as a mirror, as if it had been swept by a laser. The blood poured out by his customary surname when he charged was sprayed to him and Yan rou.

He bent down and protected Yan Rou in his arms with his body. In his eyes, she was so clean that he should admit the enemy's dirty blood, not splash it on her.

In an instant, his head and back seemed to have been drenched by blood, and the blood trickled down his spirit armor.

This skill startled the four and incredible sabres, and deterred the Sichuan and Zhen cavalry who rushed up later at the same time. Not to mention people's surprise, even the fighting horses were frightened and screamed, their hooves retreated and their heads twisted back.

"Kill -"

There was a sudden cry behind the cavalry of Chuan and Zhen. Before several cavalry soldiers reacted, they were picked off by the cold light from the back stabbing. At the same time, Xiao Min rushed from the outside. When she entered the circle, she was startled. She saw the princess lying in the arms of a bloody man, crying loudly, And the blood man whose face was covered with blood was flashing a faint and strange green light in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were smiling with evil Qi and blood.

After standing in place for a while, Xiao Min recognized the bloody man and subconsciously shouted, "Tang Yin?"

Yes, the one who suddenly appeared was Tang Yin, who had traveled all the way from Fengguo to the border between Nanjing and Mozambique.

When Tang Yin learned that the emperor was fleeing to the border between Nanjing and Mozambique, he was burning with anxiety. If the emperor was accepted by the state of Ning, it would be difficult for him to go to heaven again if he wanted to recapture Yin rou. It would be impossible to move against Ning in the future. What to coerce the emperor to make the princes become illusions.

As a result, he chased hard day and night, but it was still much slower. The emperor took him one step to the border of daningmo first. When Tang Yin felt disillusioned, the news that made him very excited came that Ningguo closed the border and refused to accept the emperor. Hearing the news, Tang Yin was so excited that he almost jumped up immediately and sighed: God help me too!

At the critical moment, Mo Zhun and Yin Guozhong fought along the west side of the city, and then went to the south side of the border to save Tang guopeng.

At this time, the situation on the battlefield was more chaotic. The imperial palace guards were fighting with the Chuan and Zhen cavalry, and the later killed wind cavalry joined the battle group. The imperial palace guards didn't know the origin of this team of black helmets and extremely brave cavalry, but they saw that they frantically chopped down the Chuan and Zhen cavalry, proving that even if they were not their own reinforcements, they were not their own enemies.

When helpers appeared, the morale of the Imperial Palace Guards was greatly shocked. They were just facing the danger of the destruction of the whole army. At this time, they suddenly reversed the situation. The imperial palace guards approached the wind cavalry one after another and cooperated with the wind cavalry to fight with the Sichuan and Zhen cavalry.

Although the number of imperial palace guards and wind cavalry is still far less than that of Chuan and Zhen cavalry, people's fighting spirit has been inspired. In addition, Jiang Peng was suddenly killed and the wind cavalry came again suddenly and strangely. There is some confusion between Chuan and Zhen armies, and both sides have temporarily formed a situation of equal strength and strength on the battlefield.

Jiang Peng's head was cut off by the sudden enemy for no reason. Lu Wen was also shocked. He hurried to rush his horse to come and separate his own crowd. He saw a man covered with black spirit armor and covered with blood hugging the crying princess. His anger immediately rushed to his forehead and didn't ask who the other party was. He picked up the spirit gun and rushed to Tang Yin, At the same time, he shouted, "let go of the princess, dog thief!"

Another ghost looking for death! Tang Yin hummed and smiled in her heart. As if he didn't see the enemy, he thrust the sickle to the ground, then held Yan Rou in his arms with both hands, looked at Xiao Min standing by and said, "Xiaomin, the princess is under your care for the time being!"

"Ah? Yes... Yes!" Xiao Min was still in shock at this time, instinctively promised, and came forward mechanically to take over Yin Rou in Tang Yin's arms.

At the moment of handing Yin Rou over to Xiao Min, Lu Wen had rushed to his front, and the spirit gun drew a long cold light in the air and stabbed Tang Yin's face.

"Hum!"

Tang Yin sneered and bent his knees slightly. At the moment when the tip of the gun was about to touch his cheek, his body bounced up like a spring. This jump was more than three meters high. It's hard to imagine that people can jump so high in situ. When Tang Yin jumped into the air, his toes hooked the sickle on the ground. The sickle was forced and flew with spin and bounce. Tang Yin's arm in the air waved at random and caught the knife rod in the air with great accuracy. Then, his outstretched arm slashed hard. The sickle hung a harsh roar and hit Lu Wen's neck.

It's slow to say, but it's very fast. Tang Yin's series of acrobatic actions are finished in mid air in one go. Lu Wen had never seen such a strange move or such a fast knife technique in his life. He just felt that Tang Yin disappeared with a flower in front of him. Then a dazzling light flashed suddenly, and then there was a whirl of heaven and earth.

Go!

Lu Wen's head fell from his shoulder, and the war horse galloped past Tang Yin's feet with a headless body on its back.

This is a simple and low knife, but also a knife full of spirit surnames.