"Tang Yin! Tang Yin -" Ye Zhuo finally couldn''t bear it anymore. His mind collapsed. He waved his fists indiscriminately, yelled and tore and beat Tang Yin around him.


    However, after a Tang Yin is broken up by him, more Tang Yin will come out, endless and endless. Looking at the world, Tang Yin''s figure is everywhere, and I don''t know whether there are tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands.


    Ye Zhuo roared and roared. He rushed to the East and killed to the West. He kept running and fighting until he was exhausted and couldn''t use any more strength. He lay on the ground, panting, his clothes soaked with sweat.


    Tens of thousands of Tang as like as two peas came to him. The same faces were hung on the same faces. They were laughing and talking. Ye Zhuo closed his eyes and didn''t want to see them, but many of Tang Yin''s shadow still appeared in his mind.


    With a strange cry in his hoarse voice, he raised his hand and pulled hard at his eyes. With two flops, two bloody eyes were dug out alive by himself. He covered his face with his hands and rolled around howling.


    At this time, the familiar figure appeared in front of me, and the familiar voice vaguely came: "pain? It''s time to end all this, have a rest!"


    "Shifu... Shifu..." Ye Zhuo stopped screaming, opened his bloody and dark eyes and looked at the seemingly white shadow in front of him. He trembled and stretched out his hand. Blood and tears flowed out of his eyes. He trembled and said, "Shifu... Help me..."


    The white shadow didn''t pick up his hand, but put his hand into his chest, and his straight palm was like a knife, straight into his heart. Ye Zhuo felt a sharp pain all over his body. Then he didn''t know anything.


    Beyond the shadow of illusion, Tang Yin stood before Ye Zhuo, while his knife was running through the heart of Ye Zhuo, and the dark fire also distilled all the essence of his body into auras, and finally was absorbed into his body.


    This is the terrible part of the shadow prison. When people fall into it, even if the enemy is standing in front of you and close to you, but you can''t see or feel anything. All you see and hear is illusion.


    Of course, the shadow prison is not impeccable. For some people with deep concentration, they will be much less affected by the shadow prison. If his cultivation is deep enough, he can judge the true body of the caster, break through the shadow prison and directly attack the caster''s real body.


    In addition, when Tang Yin casts the shadow magic prison, he also needs to cast a lot of aura. At this time, he is very weak. If he is attacked by a master of spiritual weapons, the consequences will be unimaginable. This is why he didn''t dare to cast the shadow magic prison on LV Yong.


    LV Yong and ye Zhuo, the two disciples of Huangfu xiutai, both died in Tang Yin''s dark fire. While clearing the obstacles for the wind army, they also provided Tang Yin with rich aura and greatly improved his current cultivation.


    In addition, on the battlefield, whether it is the Feng army or the an army, people are silly to see this incredible scene in front of them. They couldn''t see the shadow prison. They only saw that ye Zhuo first stabbed his ears and then crazily dug out his eyes.


    People''s eyes and tongue tied. Such a scene of self mutilation has never been seen or heard. Even onlookers are scared to stand up and hair all over, as if they were trapped in an ice cellar.


    In the eyes of everyone, ye Zhuo is crazy. As for why he is crazy, no one can tell. Maybe it is watching his senior brother be killed that makes him crazy!


    When Tang Yin stepped forward and ended Ye Zhuo''s life with a hand knife, both feng people and an people took a breath. If ye Zhuo didn''t die again, I''m afraid they would go crazy because they couldn''t stand the stimulation.


    Bang! One of the soldiers of the an army threw his weapons to the ground. Soon, the surrounding an soldiers also threw away their weapons. They stared at Tang Yin opposite, and it became very difficult to breathe.


    How can ye Zhuo and Wu Yong continue to fight in front of them? I''m afraid it''s not enough to plug people''s teeth.


    For a time, the sound of throwing away weapons in the security forces camp came one after another, and a large number of security soldiers completely lost their fighting spirit and fell without fighting.


    Su Yang and Qin Feng looked at each other, and then looked around at the soldiers with dusty faces and no morale. They shook their heads secretly. They didn''t even stop, and didn''t say a word more. They turned their body and ran in the direction of the Chinese army.


    Looking at Su Yang and Qin Feng who fled, Tang Yin couldn''t afford to chase and kill. He turned his head to Bai an and Yan Yan behind him and said, "next, I''ll give it to you. Do you have any questions?"


    Bai an and Yan Yan recovered from the shock. They looked at Tang Yin eagerly, shook their heads slowly, and said in a trembling voice, "no, king." The king in front of me is more unfathomable and terrible than the king in Lingwu College


    "Then do what you should do!" Tang Yin scattered his spirit armor and nodded to him with a smile.


    "Yes! King!" Bai''an cheered up, answered, then waved his arm to the surrounding wind troops and shouted, "brothers, follow me into the enemy''s middle army! Kill -"


    "Roar -" the demoralized Fengjun soldiers shouted in unison and rushed forward with Bai''an and Yan Yanqi.


    In fact, the number of wind troops commanded by Bai an and Yan Yan is not large, but at this time, the disadvantages of too large camp and too many obstacles are revealed. When this wind army enters the middle army of the army, the surrounding army can not quickly rush to reinforce, resulting in Bai an and Yan Yan Yan inserting the wind army into the heart of the camp like a knife.


    Su Yang and Qin Feng, who had just lost and fled back to the Chinese army, had to fight again. They fought against Bai an and Yan Yan respectively and fought together again.


    They can go up to the top. As for the Anjun below, they can''t withstand the impact of the wind army at all. Although the Anjun has an absolute advantage in the number of people, it is still defeated by the wind army.


    Cui Tu, who is in charge of the central army, has raised his whole heart to his throat and asked the generals around him from time to time why the soldiers of the East, West, South and North battalions haven''t come to reinforce?


    The generals secretly grinned. There are so many walls and ditches between such a large camp array. It takes time for the soldiers of the fourth battalion to get back!


    But no one dared to say that cuitu was not the one who arranged the array. He had to deal with it hard and said, "general, the reinforcements will arrive soon. General, wait!"


    "When will we wait? The wind army has been killed in front of us!" Tritu roared with a red face and a thick neck. He fought side by side with the wind army and knew that the wind army was strong in close combat, which his own soldiers could not resist at all.


    The generals looked at each other and winked at each other. Finally, one of the generals closest to Cui Tu boldly advised: "general, now that Mr. LV Yong and Mr. Ye Zhuo have been killed in battle, our army has actually... Been defeated. The general should... Order the withdrawal..."


    Pop! Before he finished speaking, Cui Tu''s whip had been severely whipped on his helmet. He said angrily, "can''t our army fight without the help of Shenchi disciples? If anyone dares to say the word" withdrawal ", the commander will be killed!"


    The beaten general hung his head red in the face and dared not say anything more. Of course, he didn''t agree with Cui Tu''s words. He knew he was defeated and had to fight hard. Isn''t this a joke about the lives of the soldiers of the whole army?


    Now, the Feng army who entered the camp has fought with the an army. The two sides have no formation to speak of. It is a full-scale scuffle, and this is exactly what the Feng army is best at.


    As the battle continued, the number of dead and injured an army increased. Gradually, people were afraid and began to retreat slowly. Even general Su Yang and Qin Feng, who resisted Bai an and Yan Yan, showed a state of defeat and were repeatedly retreated.


    So far, in Tang Yin''s view, the overall situation has been decided. He retreated back to the wind army, sat cross legged in the crown of the car and meditated with his eyes closed.


    LV Yong and ye Zhuo have too much Lingwu knowledge he needs and too much information about Shenchi, which need him to search, absorb and master little by little.


    While he was meditating, Ren Xiao walked slowly to the crown of the car and looked at Tang Yin for a moment. Fang whispered, "Your Highness, have LV Yong and ye Zhuo... Died?"


    "Yes." Tang Yin sat there without moving or opening his eyes. He said slowly, "as you said, good words are difficult to persuade the damn ghost. No wonder they died. It has nothing to do with brother Ren."


    "But they are the children of Shenchi after all." Ren Xiao sighed.


    "I think there are good and evil in the spirit pool. Is it not a good thing to leave its dross and retain its essence?" Tang Yin said calmly.


    "In fact, LV Yong and ye Zhuo are not bad people. They are helpless to participate in the battle of feng''an!"


    Tang Yin shrugged and said there was no way. Then he opened his eyes slightly and asked, "how many disciples are there in Huangfu show?"


    "At least there are two or three hundred people!"


    "Two or three hundred?" Or at least? Tang Yin was shocked and asked subconsciously, "everyone is like LV Yong and ye Zhuo?"


    Ren Xiaole shook his head and said, "of course not! LV Yong and ye Zhuo are his own disciples. There are 11 elder Huangfu''s own disciples. LV Yong is the fifth, ye Zhuo is the seventh, and Jiang Banxue, who is taken in by his highness, is the eleventh. As for the other disciples, they are not elder Huangfu''s own disciples, and their strength is much worse than that of LV Yong, ye Zhuo and others."


    "I see!" Tang Yin shuddered. If the two or three hundred disciples of Huangfu xiutai were like LV Yong and ye Zhuo, he wouldn''t have to fight with Huangfu xiutai. He didn''t even have to go out in person. He just had to send out all his disciples, and he had nothing to do.


    He said with a smile, "fortunately, the old man''s own disciples are only eleven. Now three have been lost, so there are only eight left."