The soldiers of the wind army looked at each other, and the wind general shouted, "kill! Kill Guanghan listen!"

"Kill Guanghan listen -" people shouted in unison, suppressed their fear, and surrounded Guanghan listen one after another.

Guanghan also roared: "kill!" Wield the soul gun and fight with the wind troops swarming around.

In a short time, the battlefield became full of corpses, and countless wind soldiers died miserably under Guanghan's spirit gun.

On the other side, Tang Yin was watching the battle attentively. Suddenly, two wind generals ran over excitedly and said, "Congratulations, king!"

Tang Yin immediately frowned when he heard the speech. Guanghan heard that he is not dead yet. The soldiers in front are also fighting with blood. What congratulations?

He turned back and stared at the two wind generals. Seeing Tang Yin's poor complexion, the two were so frightened that they shrunk their necks that they didn't dare to shout again and again. They turned back and waved to the soldiers behind them.

Soon, two sergeants of the wind came up, and they also raised a huge, wide and long sword. "Your Majesty, the last general has taken Guanghan's weapon. Please have a look!"

Tang Yin almost laughed. The sword emperor was clearly lost by Guanghan. How did he win it? He didn't bother to study deeply. He stretched out his hand and said, "bring it to me."

The wind will respond and wink at the soldiers below.

The two soldiers carefully lifted the sword emperor in front of Tang Yin and raised it up. The latter first looked down, then slowly reached out, held the handle of the sword and lifted it up. When he heard a cry, the sword emperor was raised by him with one hand.

The sword emperor is at least half a foot wide, nearly two meters long, and the body of the sword is very thick. It can be judged by visual inspection that the weight of the sword is not light.

However, when Tang Yin actually held the sword emperor in his hand, he felt that its weight was much lighter than expected. At best, it would not weigh more than 20 kilograms.

Of course, this weight is not suitable for ordinary people to use as a weapon, but for practitioners of Tang Yin's level, the weight of 20 kg is as light as nothing.

Tang Yin felt very comfortable holding the sword. Tang Yin looked happy and looked down. There are many fine lines on the body of the sword emperor, which looks like carved, but in fact, it is the connection between the mother sword and the son sword.

Tang Yin narrowed her eyes slightly, moved the aura in her body and injected it into the sword emperor.

As his mind turned, he heard a slight click, and a sub sword suddenly separated from the mother sword and ejected. This sword almost touched the cheek of the soldier of the wind army, and it was ejected several meters away before it fell to the ground.

The soldier who was almost injured by mistake was stunned. Tang Yin was also startled by the sharpness of the sword emperor. He quickly recovered his aura. When he recovered his aura, Zijian, who had fallen to the ground, rose from the ground and flew back quickly.

Pop! The son sword returned to the body of the mother sword, and the connecting parts were tightly sewn. There was no crack at all, but only a thin grain appeared on the body of the sword.

"Good sword!" Tang Yin flicked down the sword and made a pleasant crisp sound. He couldn't help sighing: "no wonder this sword is called the emperor of swords. It really deserves the reputation of the emperor of swords!"

As he spoke, he looked down at himself and wanted to hang the sword emperor. Unfortunately, the volume of the sword emperor is too large. It is impossible to hang it under his ribs. He can only carry it behind his back, but it is not appropriate for Tang Yin, the great king of a country, to carry such a huge sword on his body all day.

He sighed again. The sword emperor is good. It's just a little bulky. It's not suitable to take it with him. He turned his wrist, rushed the handle out, handed it to ah San and ah Si, and said, "in the future, you two will help me keep this sword. There must be no mistakes."

A San was in all directions. He hurried forward to take over the sword emperor. He felt that the weight was not very heavy, so he took it by a San alone. The two arched their hands and said, "don't worry, your majesty. Even if your subordinates lose their heads, they will never lose the sword emperor."

Tang Yin nodded with a smile and took another look at the sword emperor picked up by ah San. Then she took back her eyes and looked at the battlefield again. At this time, Guanghan heard that the corpses at his feet had piled up like a mountain. He stood up and could see him at a glance even if it was far away.

But now Guanghan heard worse than just now. The arrows inserted in his body increased again, and there were also two swords and a knife. Even the spirit gun in his hand was smashed into a curved shape by him.

After killing and retreating the attack of a wave of wind Army soldiers again, Guanghan heard that he could not stand on the corpse. He knelt on one knee and hugged the body of the gun with both arms, so that he would not fall down. His head hung down, he gasped, and the blood dripped continuously along his nostrils and corners of his mouth.

Now, it should be almost! Tang Yin nodded secretly and then walked forward. The surrounding Shangguan yuanrang, Jiang Fan, a San a Si, Yin LAN and Cheng Jin followed one after another.

Tang Yin came to the corpse heap and looked up at Guang Han, who was kneeling on it. He smiled leisurely and said, "Guang Han, are you looking for me?"

Hearing Tang Yin's voice, Guanghan, who was originally motionless, felt as if he had been shocked by an electric shock. Then he slowly raised his head and looked at Tang Yin below.

He wanted to speak, his mouth opened and closed, but he couldn't spit out a word. Only a big mouth of blood gushed from his mouth.

"Over the years, you don't think you will end up like this!" Tang Yin stepped to the corpse pile. The wind around them startled them, hurriedly stopped them, and said in unison, "you can't..."

Tang Yin waved his hand to stop their obstruction, and then continued to walk to the corpse pile step by step and stood on the side of Guanghan's listening.

He bent down, bowed his head, looked at Guanghan, who couldn't afford to kneel down, and said slowly, "if you want to cultivate Lingwu and play a conspiracy, I'm afraid no one in the world can match you, but if you want to govern the country and unify the army and level the world, you're far from it!"

Hearing this, Guang Han turned his head and glared at Tang Yin. Scarlet blood had flowed out of the corners of his eyes. "You... Don't be complacent... I can... Fight again..."

Tang Yin shook his head and said, "even if you are invincible, how many troops can you resist? It seems that you still don't understand this truth until now."

Guanghan was shocked and stopped talking. Instead, he tried his best to struggle to get up. Unfortunately, he didn't succeed. He only got up halfway and fell to the ground.

Tang Yin raised her mouth, sneered, and youyou said, "what you gave me at the beginning, now I'll give it back to you with interest. Do you want to know what it's like to divide the corpses with random blades? You'll soon feel it."

With that, he looked up and smiled, turned and walked down.

"Severe......" Guanghan listened and looked at Tang Yin's back and squeezed out a sentence from his teeth: "I calculated everything... But I missed you... Since you have already died... Why haunt me... Haunt me for 500 years..."

Tang Yin heard his intermittent words, from which he could also hear that the cause of guangxuanling killing Yan lie had become a heart disease for him. In the past 500 years, he has not been easy. No matter what kind of psychology, guilt or fear, in short, Yan lie has become his deepest taboo.

If it weren't for his own self-interest, if guangxuanling didn't take advantage of others' danger at the beginning, things wouldn't evolve into what they are today. He and Yan lie would still be best friends and brothers.

Tang Yin sighed in her heart. After all, she didn't look back. She slowly raised her hand and shouted in a deep voice: "whoever takes down Guanghan's head, a thousand liang of reward!"

This sentence is tantamount to announcing the fate of Guanghan listening. The eyes of the surrounding wind soldiers were golden. After Tang Yin stepped down from the corpse pile, the scene became silent.

After a few seconds of pause, a roar broke out in the crowd. Then, the wind soldiers rushed up and rushed to Guanghan like crazy. His figure was submerged in the crowd in a moment.

As Tang Yin said, Guang Han's body didn't know how many pieces it had been cut into. In the end, even a complete head couldn't be saved, and it was robbed into several pieces by the crazy wind Army

The holy king of Shenchi is the most powerful in the world. Guang Hanting, who has been trained into a semi divine body, finally died in the chaos army.

It can be said that Guanghan's death is regrettable. His own Lingwu has reached an incredible level, and he also controls all the human resources of Shenchi. If he can work with one heart and one mind, even if there are millions of FengChuan allied forces, he may not be able to fight Shenchi.

Unfortunately, Guanghan is too arrogant. He despises everyone around him except himself.

To be exact, his character is not suitable for the role of monarch. Fortunately, Shenchi is a relatively quiet place. Most of people's minds are devoted to studying Lingwu and are happy to live in peace. There are not many ambitious people, or even none, which makes Guanghan listen to being the holy king in Shenchi for more than 500 years.

He didn't realize his ambition to be the king of the holy pool for a long time, but he didn't want to be the king of the holy pool.

He just ignored that his ability was not enough to carry his ambition.

No one in the world can do everything, and Guanghan listening is no exception. His invincible Lingwu was not hit on his head by pie from the sky, but by painstaking cultivation at the expense of the time of managing politics.

In this way, his spiritual power is unparalleled in the world, but he is too unfamiliar with the elders below and has no emotional foundation. In peacetime, it's nothing. The elders are willing to follow his lead, but once there is chaos, the relationship between the two becomes very unstable.

The five elders first defected from Huangfu xiutai, followed by Gaoge, Fengxi and Dongfang yehuai. In the end, even Nie Zhen joined the FengChuan coalition army, which just shows the problems of Guanghan listening.

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