Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fourteen (This chapter is free)
Of course Tang Yin doesn't know magic arts, all he knows is a complex and perfect kung fu.TXT download. Without giving the big man a chance to breathe, he advanced again, rushed to the big man, swung his wrist, and instantly pulled out three silver flowers from the sharp edge of the spear, flying towards the big man's left and right chest and lower abdomen.
The duel between spiritual warriors has always been straightforward. The competition is about who has the deepest spiritual energy and who has the highest spiritual martial arts skills. There has never been such a false move like martial arts.
The big man had difficulty adapting for a while, he was flustered by Tang Yin's fast attack, and he had nowhere to display his strong aura.
In the gap between Tang Yin's onslaught, the big man could counterattack with one move and a half, but Tang Yin, who knew his strength, didn't give him a chance to confront him head-on. Then, his nimble steps and skill of four or two strokes easily resolved his counterattacks one by one.
The attacking side expended energy, while the passive side was even more exhausted. The fighting time was not long, and Tang Yin was not doing well, but the big man was tired. His nose and temples were covered with beads of sweat. There is nothing to do with Tang Yin.
This fight is more like a fight between a fox and a bear.
Gradually, the big man found it difficult to support himself, his strength became weaker and his movements became slower and slower, four or five bloody gashes had been pierced through his body by the spear. Although it was not fatal, he was extremely embarrassed by being beaten so embarrassingly.
Seeing that he had almost exhausted the other party, Tang Yin's eyes shone even brighter, he seized the opportunity, and thrust a spear towards the big man's abdomen.
After being tortured by Tang Yin for too long, the big man entered a semi-crazy state at this time. When he saw the opponent's spear stabbing him, he no longer dodged, but when the spear tip was about to pierce his flesh, he twisted his waist to avoid the sharp edge , only half a step short, the sharp edge of the spear tip still tore a big hole in his waist.
The big man endured the pain, screamed strangely, retracted his arm with all his strength, clamped the spear under his ribs, dropped the silver spear with the other hand, grabbed Tang Yin's neck, and shouted: "I will crush you to death! "
Tang Yin reacted extremely quickly, discarded the spear simply, and clasped the big man's neck behind his hands.
In this way, the fierce battle between the two of them turned from a back-and-forth to an entangled struggle, and what Tang Yin wanted was exactly this kind of direct physical contact.
Taking advantage of the opportunity when the big man pressed forward with all his strength, Tang Yin fell backwards, and both of them fell to the ground. Then, due to inertia, Tang Yin forced the big man to roll all the way, and rolled directly into the grass on the side of the road.
None of the people present thought that the battle would turn out like this, they were all stunned, unable to react.
At this moment, there was a piercing scream from the grass, and the crowd didn't understand what happened, they saw the grass shaking, and Tang Yin walked out of the grass with an evil smile on his face, holding a ball of clothes in his hand , Everyone took a closer look, and found that the bundle of clothes belonged to the big man, not someone else's.
The Ningguo soldiers on the field were dumbfounded, and the deserters of Fengguo were also dumbfounded. No one knew what happened after Tang Yin and the big man rolled into the grass, and why only Tang Yin came out alone, holding the big man's clothes.
If there is anyone who can understand, then only Qiu Zhen, seeing Tang Yin's face more radiant than before, and his eyes shining so brightly, don't ask, just as he said just now, he put the big man' Eat', or he used the dark fire to burn and absorb the big man.
Tang Yin's absorption of a spiritual cultivator who had reached the 'Breaking' level undoubtedly raised his aura to a higher level. It is understandable that he is not exhausted after a fierce battle but is in high spirits.
It's just that until now Qiu Zhen still can't figure it out, Tang Yin and the other party's cultivation level are obviously far apart, how come he won in the end? And the win was not ugly at all, it can be said that he suppressed the opponent from the beginning to the end.
Or, this man is really the person I'm looking for!
Qiu Zhen couldn't restrain the joy in his heart, he rushed out of the grass and shouted like crazy: "The leader of Ningguo has been killed, brothers, fight back!"
He jumped out suddenly, startling the deserters of Fengguo, but his shout also awakened everyone's consciousness. Won! He actually won! Your own brother really killed the leader of the other side!
For a moment, the fighting spirit of the Fengguo deserters who had long been thrown out of Jiuxiaoyun returned to their bodies, and the fear and despair of being hunted down for the past few days were completely released and vented at this time. Everyone, like Qiu Zhen, seemed crazy As if each of them took up their weapons, staring at their scarlet eyes, they launched a counterattack against the two hundred Ningguo soldiers.
On the other hand, the large number of Ning State soldiers were frightened. You must know that the big man Tang Yin killed was not an ordinary little boss, but the dignified commander of Ning State. Being beheaded by the opponent, the soldiers of Ningguo would not be afraid.
Almost without any resistance, more than 200 soldiers of Ning State began to flee backwards, losing the command of their leader, they fled in chaos, trampling and shoving each other, and their chaos increased the arrogance of the soldiers of Feng State. There were only thirty or so people, but all of them looked like demons crawling out of hell, using all the weapons on their bodies, and frantically chasing and killing Ningguo soldiers.
Such a scene made Qiu Zhen's heart ablaze, and he kept shouting: "Don't let an enemy go, we have to use the head of the enemy to go back and claim the credit!"
His cries sounded to the ears of the Fengguo soldiers as if they had been given a stimulant, and they even chased and killed the enemy recklessly. It moved, and even used its teeth to bite. It looked like a wild beast when it went crazy.
The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly like this. The party that was just chasing and killing becomes the party being hunted in an instant. Therefore, on the battlefield, as long as the battle is not over, no matter how disparate the strength of the two sides is, no one dares to fight. Make sure you are the last winner.
The one-sided battle ended quickly. Under the pursuit of more than 30 Fengren, more than 200 Ningguo soldiers left more than half of the dead bodies and wounded, and the rest all ran away without a trace.
Tang Yin did not participate in the chase, sat on the side of the road, tore a piece of cloth from his robe, and casually wrapped it around the gaping tiger's mouth.
Qiu Zhen walked up to him, looked at the random bandages on his hands, frowned, squatted down, and said seriously: "I'll help you!" After saying that, no matter whether Tang Yin agreed or not, he unwrapped the cloth and helped him again. Bandage.
Just now he saw that Tang Yin's hand was bleeding, and he felt that the injury was not serious, but now he was looking at the wound, and the blood was no longer dripping, it had already begun to heal, leaving only a faint red line. He was secretly surprised in his heart, the body self-healing ability of the dark spiritual practitioner is really amazing.
"Don't do this again next time!" Qiu Zhen lowered his head and said.
Tang Yin was taken aback by his nonsensical words, and asked, "Why don't you do this again?"
Qiu Zhen said in a deep voice: "Don't take such a risk anymore, you are joking with your own life."
When Qiu Zhen who had never seen laughing and joking had such a dignified expression, Tang Yin was startled for a moment, then smiled, and said leisurely: "That's my own business."
"Maybe it used to be, but not now." Seeing Tang Yin raising his eyebrows childishly, Qiu Zhen's expression darkened, and he murmured: "At least when I follow you, it won't be like this anymore. Your life is not only your own." Yes, it's mine too, I don't want you to die, and I don't want the hope I placed on you to be in vain."
No one has ever said such a thing to Tang Yin. He has always been a lonely person, and everything he does is very simple, just to let himself survive better, but now something is different. Having an extra Qiu Zhen made him feel like he had an extra...responsibility.
"What is the hope you place on me?" This sense of responsibility made Tang Yin feel strange, but he didn't hate it either. At least, he felt that he was no longer a dispensable person, and there was still someone in the world who cared about him.
"I still can't say clearly, but I have a strong feeling that as long as we are together, we will definitely be able to make a great event! In this troubled world, there must be a place for us to stand!" During the speech, Qiu Zhen's tone showed firmness, and the expression on his face became brighter.
Tang Yin looked at Qiu Zhen for a long time, then grinned suddenly, and said faintly: "I always thought you were just dark-hearted, but unexpectedly, your blood is still hot."
Hearing this, Qiu Zhen was stunned instead, and asked blankly: "Can you see that I'm dark-hearted? Actually, I've never felt that way myself." Of course, what he said was tantamount to acquiescing.
"Hehe—" Tang Yin smiled lightly. He can't read people, but his intuition has always been very sensitive.
"I've written down what you said." He stood up, nodded to Qiu Zhen, and said with a smile: "But you also have to remember, I never take my own life as a joke. The reason why I didn’t listen to your advice and rushed out was because I thought I could win, but in fact, I did win, didn’t I?”
Tang Yin's answer was not satisfactory, but Qiu Zhen also had to admit that it was the truth.
The more I get in touch with Tang Yin, the more I feel that he is a weird person. It stands to reason that with his powerful skills, his aura cultivation should be very high, but the fact is completely opposite. He doesn't even have a fixed weapon. For a while with the sword, it seems that he can use any weapon, and he is very proficient in all of them.
Time is still long, and there will always be opportunities to get to know him in the future. Qiu Zhen returned to his usual playful smile. He lowered his head and looked through the clothes left by the big man. Soon, he found a small military badge, picked it up curiously and read: "Zhao Yuan, the twenty-third step Corps, Eighth Formation, Commander..."
Seeing the words "Chief Commander", Qiu Zhen's eyes widened, and he said in amazement: "God, the guy you... just eaten is the Commander Commander!"
The military system of the Haotian Empire consists of 30 people as a team, 100 people as a brigade, 1000 people as a formation, 10,000 people as a regiment, and 100,000 people as a group. Long positions are not low.
"Now you have made a great contribution!" Qiu Zhen said with bright eyes.