Pan he was flustered by Tang Yin's sharp knife. Seeing that the other party's knife came again, he hurried away and dodged to the side. He could hide from this blow.

Tang Yin attacked more than ten knives in one breath, and pan he was retreated more than ten steps. The situation was in jeopardy. Seeing this, the practitioners of Zhenjun around shouted one after another and made every effort to attack Tang Yin.

Many spiritual practitioners released their spiritual skills together, with terrible momentum and powerful power. Even Tang Yin didn't dare to be careless and dodged out with shadow drift.

Tang Yin, Jiang Fan and Cheng Jin are all spiritual practitioners of the dark system. Their bodies are strange and appear from time to time. Although there are a large number of Zhenjun, it is not easy to hurt them.

When his men besieged Tang Yin, pan he gasped and looked around the battlefield quickly. His heart was as anxious as fire. The shadow drift of the dark spiritual cultivators was really fierce. So many people on his side could not hurt them. What should I do?

While he was scratching his ears and cheeks, he suddenly remembered that Wu Rui had said that the best way to deal with dark spiritual practitioners was to use ropes.

Thinking of this, pan closed his eyes and shouted, "brothers, wrap them with a rope!"

Hearing his words, Sergeant Zhen immediately ran back to the house and took out the rope. These ropes are stumbling ropes, thick and strong. Even if ordinary people cut them with a knife, it is difficult to cut them off. Under the command of Pan he, Zhenjun no longer blindly attacked, but sneaked attacks with ropes in the attack.

The other party will use ropes, quite as expected by Tang Yin and others.

Tang Yin was engaged in a fierce battle with several Zhenjun spiritual practitioners. Suddenly, several Zhenjun spiritual practitioners in front of them jumped out together. Tang Yin didn't understand what was going on. A long rope came across him, and the target was his neck. Tang Yin reacted very quickly, shrunk down and squatted to let the rope pass.

Before he straightened up, another rope swept across under him. Tang Yin jumped up and wanted to let the rope pass, but his right foot avoided, but his left foot was half a beat slow and was being touched by the rope to his ankle. The two practitioners of Zhenjun who held the rope immediately ran through and made the rope buckle on Tang Yin's ankle to entangle him.

Seeing that his rope worked, pan he was overjoyed and shouted, "kill Tang Yin! Kill Tang Yin!" Although he shouted happily, he didn't rush up. Just now he was frightened by Tang Yin's sharp knife. Now he doesn't dare to approach Tang Yin easily.

Without his reminding, the surrounding Zhenjun are not blind. Naturally, they realize that the opportunity has come. Taking advantage of Tang Yin's ankle being entangled, people release Lingwu skills together again and attack Tang Yin.

The ankle is restrained, and the shadow drift can't be used, and there are so many spirit blades and spirit spikes around. I'm afraid others have already been panicked, but Tang Yin is calm and calm. He raises his mouth, sneers and mutters, "little skill of carving insects!"

While talking, he held a sickle in his hand and waved a knife to the left and right sides calmly. As the sickle crossed, Lingbo came out, and there were two clicks in his ears. Lingbo accurately cut on the rope and instantly disconnected it. At the same time, the rope buckle that entangled Tang Yin's ankle also naturally loosened.

Almost at the same time that the rope was loosened, Tang Yin's body immediately disappeared, and the Lingwu skills of the surrounding Zhenjun practitioners hit only the air. Pan he on one side could see clearly. He hurriedly hid his feet and shouted, "if one rope is not enough, use ten or a hundred. Today, anyway, we have to leave Tang thief!"

Zhenjun all secretly grinned. It's not easy to capture or kill Tang Yin. Tang Yin's cultivation can be regarded as a top-level dark spiritual cultivator.

People are not confident enough, but under the urging of Pan he, they can only cheer up and attack Tang Yin again.

Now the practitioners of Zhenjun have automatically and consciously divided into two groups. One person holds one end of the rope and tries to attack Tang Yin while looking for opportunities. As long as there is space, he will wrap the rope around Tang Yin.

Under the enemy's tactics, Tang Yin did not dare to be careless and responded carefully.

With the intensification of the war, more and more practitioners besieged Tang Yin, and the ropes became more and more dense. Gradually, Tang Yin began to be overwhelmed.

After all, he is only a person, and he is surrounded by enemy spiritual practitioners. He can't block the front and the back, and he can't care about the left and the right.

During the battle, Tang Yin was only a little careless, and the rope from behind entangled his waist. When Tang Yin was about to cut the rope with a knife, another rope entangled his wrist holding the knife. The Zhenjun spiritual cultivator holding the rope used his milk strength to tighten the rope, making it difficult for his arm to move.

Seeing that there was an opportunity to take advantage of, a Zhenjun spiritual cultivator shouted and swung a knife at Tang Yin, with the blade straight at Tang Yin's head.

Tang Yin couldn't move and dodge when his waist was entangled, and his arm was entangled. Tang Yin couldn't swing a knife. Just when the surrounding Zhenjun thought that Tang Yin would die and there was ecstasy on the face of the spiritual cultivator who produced the knife, something unexpected happened.

In their eyes, Tang Yin, who was sure to die, suddenly raised his leg. This foot came suddenly and exceeded the expectation of the other party. The soul cultivator of Zhenjun who gave the knife was not well prepared. He was kicked firmly on his chest by Tang Yin's foot. The whole person was like a shot shell, bounced straight back, fell into the crowd and knocked down a piece of Zhenjun.

At this time, looking at him again, the spirit armor in front of his chest was kicked out of a big round hole. People were lying on the ground, their limbs twitched, and they could not see it. Unexpectedly, the restrained Tang Yin could be so powerful and hurt people. The Zhenjun around looked at each other and shouted, "shoot the arrow! Shoot the Tang thief!"

People retreated one after another, pulled away, twisted their bows and arrows, and wanted to shoot Tang Yin together.

Jiang Fan and Cheng Jin on the other side were also troubled by Zhenjun's rope tactics. They couldn't protect themselves. They didn't see the situation of Tang Yin, but Shan Yang saw it.

After all, Shan Yang is the general of the Sichuan army. There are not many Zhenjun troops besieging him, and most of them are ordinary soldiers. Zhenjun doesn't want to kill him or hurt him. He just wants to hold him down so that he can't help Tang Yin.

Facing the surrounding Zhen army, Shan Yang can't hurt the killer, but now he sees that Tang Yin is made by the rope of Zhen army, and Zhen army has set up an arrow array to shoot Tang Yin. Shan Yang is in a hurry.

If Tang Yin has two shortcomings, the negotiation between the two sides will not only be destroyed, but also make the state of Sichuan bear the reputation of treachery. Shan Yang is not willing to let this kind of thing go under his own eyes.

He gave a loud roar and ran straight to Tang Yin. Sergeant Zhen, who stood in front of him, raised his spear one after another and wanted to stop him. Shan Yang didn't even move his hands and hit him with a straight body.

Click, click - in a series of crisp noises, the edge of the spear hit his spirit armor, not only did not hurt him, but also was hit and broken one after another. Sergeant Zhen holding the spear also retreated and fell down.

People looked at Shan Yang in horror and retreated one after another. They didn't dare to move forward. In their eyes, spiritual practitioners at the level of Shan Yang were no longer human, just monsters.

Seeing the critical moment when Tang Yin was about to be shot, Shan Yang ran to make trouble again. Pan he was very angry. He separated his crowd, met pan he, stopped him, and shouted, "general Shan, you can fit so far!"

Shan Yang looked up and saw that Pan he was blocking in front of him. His face sank and shouted, "general pan, get out of the way quickly, otherwise don't blame my men for being ruthless!" As he spoke, Shan Yang raised his sword slightly and shook his wrist, which made it more intelligent. After fighting for so long, Shan Yang has just used the spirit soldier.

Pan he stared at Shan Yang, his teeth itching. He pressed his anger and asked in a cold voice, "are you and our two countries still allies?"

"Yes!" Shan Yang replied.

"Is the wind country our enemy?"

"Yes!"

"As the king of the wind, should Tang Yin be killed?"

Shan Yang said, "Your Highness the wind king should not be killed. I don't know. I only know that I came under orders to ensure his Highness the wind king's safe return to the city!"

"Shan Yang, you've always been bad to me. Why should I leave you?" Without saying a word, pan closed his eyes and turned red. He raised the spirit sword and waved it horizontally at Shan Yang, and the spirit chaos · wind came out.

Pan he didn't like Shan Yang, and Shan Yang didn't have a good impression of Pan he. Seeing that the other party had already laid a hard hand, he was no longer polite and hit back with Lingluan · wind.

The two men, one is a general of the state of Sichuan and the other is a famous general of the state of Zhen. Their public confrontation is also the beginning of the formal rupture of the alliance between the two countries.

Shan Yang's Lingwu is strong, while pan he is not weak. Their Lingwu skills collide with each other and are not divided up or down. Shan Yang was trying to fight back, but at this time, the Zhen army around Tang Yin began to shoot arrows together.

In the earrings, there was a tinkling sound. Countless arrows were nailed to Tang Yin's spirit armor, sparks splashed, and the carved feathers broke to the ground one after another.

The first round of arrows failed to break Tang Yin's spirit armor. Then, the second and third rounds of arrow rain of Zhen army came again.

Under such close and continuous shooting, even a spiritual cultivator like Shan Yang can't last long. He knows very well that if he doesn't save Tang Yin, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Shan Yang was in a hurry. He broke his drink and used his extreme skills. He was in chaos and extreme!

The spirit sword in his hand was shining brightly. Then, countless spirit blades came out and roared and shot at Pan he in front.

He killed him, and pan he, without reservation, used all his aura and also met him with Lingluan Jiji.

The direct collision between Lingluan · Ji and Lingluan · Ji has a frightening momentum. On the scene, the strength flies and the sand flies away. Even Sergeant Zhen, who is far away from him, has a feeling of darkness.

The same skills, there is no who is strong who is weak, the competition is the cultivation of both sides.

Pan Hexiu can be regarded as first-class, but it is still a little different from Shan Yang. Under the Lingluan · pole of Shan Yang, the Lingluan · pole of Pan he is polarized to nothing, and the remaining spirit blades continue to shoot at him. Pan Hejing's face changed greatly. It was too late to escape.

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