Tomin in The Alien World

Hoo - the strong man didn't even have time to make a cry. His body had turned into thick smoke and was sucked clean by Tang Yin. The big hammer in his hand also returned to its original state, but the weight was still very heavy. After landing, he made 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 made. He just raised his arm outward, and the hammer had been swung out by him.

Buzz!

The hammer swirled in the air and hit the crowd of barbarians heavily. At that time, there was a scream 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 position in the barbarian army was not low. Seeing him burned into smoke, all the barbarians were frightened and frightened. People no longer besieged Tang Yin like they did just now. They seemed to be nailed under their feet. They didn't dare to take a step forward and surround without attacking.

They didn't do it. Tang Yin didn't have time to work with them. He was as low as an arrow and rushed into the barbarians, waving a sickle and burning the surrounding barbarians with a dark fire.

Tang Yin was brave and unstoppable, and the barbarians were forced to retreat. Soon, Tang Yin rushed to the central area of the town, where there were more barbarians, at least thousands of people, and was besieging a house in the town.

This courtyard can be regarded as the largest and tallest building in Yuanwang town. The surrounding courtyard wall is two meters up. Now, the courtyard wall is full of wind soldiers, who are resisting the barbarians besieged by the outside.

Seeing this, Tang Yin was surprised. Zhang Zhou said that there were not many defenders in Yuanwang Town, only a few hundred people, and the barbarians who attacked seemed to be more than 2000. It was surprising that the defenders could resist for so long. Without time to think about it, he swung his knife and shouted, "don't panic, the reinforcements have arrived!"

He shouted. First, he wanted to attract the attention of the barbarians and distract the attack of the other party. Second, he encouraged his own personnel to hold on.

This voice undoubtedly gave a boost to the defenders trapped in the house, and successfully attracted the attention of the barbarians.

Located in the center and hinterland of the barbarian camp, there is a general riding a tall horse. Wearing a spirit armor and holding a long knife after being spiritualized, he is very eye-catching in the crowd. He also heard Tang Yin's cry. He looked at it and looked at it for a moment. He slowly raised the knife in his hand, pointed to Tang Yin's direction and whispered a few words.

Due to the distance, Tang Yin didn't understand what he said clearly, but the enemy camp obviously changed. A large number of barbarians rushed to him, shouting and speaking Bessa language that he didn't understand.

A spiritual cultivator like Tang Yin is no different from others. He is also a flesh and blood body and is also vulnerable to attack in front of his Linghua sickle.

Seeing the crowds of barbarians swarming in, he didn't mean to be afraid and timid. He hung his sickle to the ground and made a posture of preparing to fight.

After a short time, the barbarians rushed to him. The first few barbarians were majestic and all held huge axes. They saw the key of Tang Yin and swung them out one after another.

Tang Yin neither dodges nor parries, but swings out the sickle hanging from the ground.

The other party takes the lead and he takes the lead, but the speed of both sides can't speak the same language.

The cold light of the sickle as fast as lightning flickered and drew a perfect half arc in the air. With the crisp sound of three consecutive sounds, three barbarians broke at the waist, fell to the ground, and three giant axes scattered far away.

This is just the prelude to the shopping. Tang Yin fought with many barbarians.

The barbarians were tall and numerous. They surrounded Tang Yin as if he had been submerged in a sea of people. They could not see where his figure was. They could only hear people shouting and hissing on the field and looked 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, turned into smoke and floated in the air, but was soon sucked away.

The fighting continued and intensified, and more and more barbarians fell and disappeared.

If you are an ordinary spiritual cultivator, it is difficult to maintain such a fierce battle for a long time. The Reiki of armor and the Reiki of soldiers are the basic skills that need to consume a lot of Reiki. If you use both at the same time, the Reiki will soon be consumed in the fierce battle, but Tang Yin is different. He is an inner sect dark spiritual cultivator. Especially in the chaotic war, he consumes more Reiki with the dark fire than it consumes, Therefore, as the battle continued, his aura not only did not decrease, but played more and more. For him, the only consumption was physical strength. In the end, his physical strength was consumed first, and he could only rely on aura to support him to continue the battle.

After seeing so many people on our side for so long, the general in the crowd was quite impatient. He snorted deeply, drank away the crowd in front of him, and then urged the war horse to rush straight to Tang Yin.

At this time, Tang Yin had already killed red eyes and no longer performed any moves, leaving only simple splitting, chopping and stabbing to kill the enemy in the simplest and practical way.

When the fierce battle was in full swing, suddenly the barbarians behind him dodged to the left and right and made way for a passage more than half a meter wide. Tang Yin didn't react yet. The general had urged his horse to come. When he came behind Tang Yin, he didn't say anything. With the help of the momentum of the horses running forward, he fiercely stabbed Tang Yin's back heart with the spirit knife in his hand.

The general's spiritual cultivation is not under Tang Yin. If he is stabbed by his spiritual knife, Tang Yin's spiritual armor can't resist and will be killed on the spot.

He felt a strong force behind him. His natural intuition made his hair stand up. Tang Yin immediately realized that the danger was approaching and had no time to look back. He instinctively moved his body horizontally.

Unfortunately, his movement was still a little slow. There was only a click in his ear wheel. The general's spirit knife was stabbing his left back waist.

The black spirit armor split a big hole in an instant, and the spirit knife deeply pierced Tang Yin's body. The strength of it pushed Tang Yin out a few meters away.

"Hum!" The general snorted and smiled coldly, swung the knife out of his hand, and directly threw Tang Yin's body out.

Plop!

Tang Yin knocked over several barbarians and fell to the ground. The blood gurgled out along his back waist. He lay motionless on the ground and looked as if he had been stabbed to death by the other party, but the spirit armor on his body did not disperse, and the sickle was still firmly held in his hand.

The general sat on the saddle and didn't even get off the horse. He shook the blood on the knife and proudly ordered: "cut off his head! (besa language!)"

"Yes! (besa)" the barbarians around agreed one after another and surrounded Tang Yin who fell to the ground.

Although he was a spiritual cultivator with high cultivation, after all, he had just received a fatal blow, and the barbarians greatly reduced their fear and vigilance towards him. When they came near, they fell all over him and chopped his whole body.

Jingle!

The swords of the barbarians hit him, and they were all blocked by the spirit armor, making a series of sound of iron collision. According to the Tao, even if the spirit armor on the dead body of the spiritual cultivator doesn't disperse immediately, its strength should be weakened a lot. It can't be so tough. All the barbarians are surprised. Looking at the shocked and painful palms, some don't know what to do.

While they were in a daze, Tang Yin, who was originally lying on the ground, suddenly stood up. The sudden change caused a cry of surprise around him. The barbarians looked at Tang Yin in horror as if they were looking at a monster. At the same time, they unconsciously retreated back and forth, but their speed could not be faster than Tang Yin. After standing up, he didn't seem to be fatally injured at all, He rushed into the barbarians like a tiger pouncing on food. His hands holding the sickle scattered black flames at the same time. The flames seemed to have life and ran up to the top of the blade along the blade.

At this time, the long black sickle was covered with a layer of black flame, as if the whole sickle were burning.

Tang yinduan drank and fiercely waved the sickle. While the sharp blade killed the barbarians, the dark fire on the blade will burn each other's body into smoke.

Attaching the fire of darkness to weapons was something that Tang Yin had never done before, but Tang Yin did.

The sickle burning the dark fire is undoubtedly more terrible. After each knife is waved and killed, it is no longer accompanied by the scream of tearing the heart and lungs, but only the hiss of the burning * * of the dark fire.

In an instant, dozens of barbarians died miserably in the dark fire. The strong aura floated in the air. Tang Yin was hungry and greedy, sucking the aura without letting go of any wisp. The wound behind him began to stop bleeding and heal. Finally, there was only a faint red line left, and the cracked spirit armor gradually closed and remained intact.

The pretty general had never dreamed that such a thing would happen. The enemy who had just been stabbed by himself and was dying became alive again in the blink of an eye, and looked more terrible than when he was not injured.

He bit his teeth, turned his horse's head and killed it again.

With a long cry, he rushed to Tang Yin again and repeated his old skill. With the momentum of the war horse, he stabbed Tang Yin with the spirit knife, but this time he chose Tang Yin's throat.

Tang Yin's eyes narrowed, but he couldn't hide the wild evil awn in his eyes. He waved the sickle in his hand with all his strength. With a clatter, the sickle collided with the other party's spirit knife, sparks splashed everywhere, and the sharp sound shocked the surrounding barbarians' eardrums, so they couldn't help covering their ears and retreated.

I can't see that Tang Yin was so powerful that the general's tiger mouth was almost cracked, and the saber almost flew away. He shook twice on the horse before he managed to stabilize his body.

The general was surprised, and Tang Yin was also surprised. He knew how strong his strength was after cooperating with Reiki. He did his best to block the other party's weapons without shaking them off. Obviously, the other party's cultivation was also very deep, not even under himself.

Knowing this, he became more excited. With a long smile, he said, "give me a knife!" Before the voice fell, he jumped up, nearly two meters above the ground, swept out the sickle laterally in his hand and cut into each other's neck.