At the Jiamen Pass, King Xin stood on a hill with his hands in his hands, looking at the figure who walked towards him alone under the moonlight, and fell into deep thought.

Five days ago, he asked the king of Qi to borrow 3,000 soldiers and horses to surround Tang Yinhao and Xin Zi.

From the moment he stepped into King Qi's mansion, he expected that he would definitely succeed - because with the identity of Xin Zi Demon Witch there, King Qi hoped to seize this last chance more than himself.

But what he didn't expect was that he borrowed 3,000 soldiers, but he actually got 5,000 people.

"On the night of the full moon after five days, this king will personally go to the Jiamen Pass to give you another surprise."

Before leaving the Qi Palace, the King of Qi even threw himself such a sentence.

It's just that it has not been seen until now, King Qi and the surprise in his mouth have not appeared.

Zhu Ciyi looked up at the jade plate that had gradually sunk westward, and now there was less than an hour left before sunrise, and in order to trap Tang Yinbrown, he knew that he had to take advantage of the time of this full moon night.

On the open hinterland, Tang Yin's brown figure was lined very small, but the pace of moving forward was extremely firm.

"Crossbowmen ready!"

Beside Zhu Ciyi, his henchman Wei Ming took out his saber from his waist, and after shouting this order, the tip of the knife pointed directly at the figure at the foot of the mountain.

The sound of the unanimous archers loading their crossbow archers was immediately heard with an order—not loud, but with a terrifying power.

"Put!"

In an instant, ten thousand arrows burst through the sky together, drawing a perfect arc and launching them in the same direction.

Jian Ling brought a gust of wind in the air, making a rustling sound.

Tang Yinbrown did not raise his head, nor did he dodge, he stood firmly in place, one hand clenched into a fist, and the other hand was tightly covered by the handle of the Dustless Knife.

The black feather arrow pressed over like a black cloud in an instant.

Tang Yinbrown closed his eyes tightly, lifted his breath, closed his breath, and remained motionless like a mountain, and there was a qi machine circulating between the air around his body, forming an invisible barrier.

The arrows fell, and they were inserted into the land around Tang Yinbrown, leaving only the land under Tang Yinbrown's feet, forming a perfect circular clearing.

The crossbowmen, whose eyesight was above ordinary people, were shocked when they saw this, and their faces were surprised, and the bows and crossbows in their hands also shook a little.

Zhu Ciyi squinted at the arc that Tang Yinbrown forced the arrow to make in his heart, and didn't say a word.

Wei Ming glanced at Zhu Ciyi's expression, his face was gloomy, his lips were pursed, and he immediately raised his arm high again, waved the saber in his hand, and gave the order to release the arrow again.

The well-trained crossbowmen drew the arrows from the quiver again, re-prepared, re-aimed, and the arrows were once again aimed in the direction of Tang Yinbrown, and the aim was not bad at all.

Like the first time, the Black Feather Arrow was bounced off three inches close to Tang Yin's brown body, forced to change its trajectory, and weakly plunged into the ground on one side.

And that Tang Yinbrown seemed to be wearing a golden bell jar, and he was not affected at all.

Wei Ming raised his knife many times in succession, and with a sound of orders, arrows flew again and again.

In the blink of an eye, the quiver behind the crossbowman and on his waist was mostly empty, but Tang Yinbrown at the foot of the mountain was unharmed.

Every time the crossbowman redrew his arrows and opened the bow to load, Tang Yinyan took a few steps forward unhurriedly, not hurrying, just entering the Jiamen Pass when the crossbowman's arrows were exhausted.

During this period, Zhu Ciyi always stared at Tang Yinhao's direction with a cold face, and did not give any instructions.

Wei Ming had to sigh slightly in his heart, took a step forward according to his own experience, stood at the top of the mountain and shouted at the foot of the mountain: "Prepare the shield spear!" Array! Be sure to block the way of people! ”

The sound echoed between the two peaks.

Hundreds of cavalry quickly gathered from the foot of the hill on both sides, and joined each other with shields, forming a steel barrier at a pass about two hundred paces wide.

The spear was placed on top of the shield, and the spearhead was pointed in the direction of Tang Yinbrown.

Tang Yin's brown feet still maintained his original unhurried speed, ignoring the human wall composed of iron horses in front of him.

Only a few steps away from the shield wall, Tang Yinbrown suddenly accelerated, the wind was under his feet, his body jumped lightly, his toes were lightly tapped on the shield, and his body bullet was shot into the mouth, a roll, over the spearhead, and he turned over and landed behind the human wall.

Although the soldiers who had been disrupted from the original one-word formation were frightened in their hearts, they did not panic, and quickly adjusted the formation, and the shield retreated to the second line, trapping Tang Yinbrown in the center of the circle with the momentum of encirclement.

The spearmen came to the front of the formation, and all the spearheads stabbed at the same time towards Tang Yin, who was standing in the center of the circle.

Tang Yinbrown waited for the spears on all sides to stab out at the same time, and before the spearhead was about to pierce his body, he relaxed his toes on the ground in time, jumped up, stood on the center of the flower composed of hundreds of spearheads, and trampled all the spearheads under his feet.

Hundreds of spearheads pierced into the dirt under heavy pressure.

Tang Yinyan held a spear in his hand, and lifted it hard, but he picked up the soldier who was holding the other end of the spear entirely, and after drawing a semicircle in the air, it slammed into the opposite soldier, and the heads of the two collided with a huge momentum, and after a terrible click of broken bones, the scarlet blood plasma splashed in an instant.

The spearmen, who had been sprayed with the blood of their companions, no longer had the heart to care about the overall formation, and they walked around in vain, and the momentum of the encirclement tended to disintegrate.

Tang Yinbrown took the opportunity to drive straight up with a spear towards a relatively sturdy soldier, stepped on the top of his head, took advantage of the situation to jump out of the contradictory formation, and then rushed towards the hill where Zhu Ciyi, the king of Xin, was located.

Capture the Thief and Capture the King - To end this battle with one enemy and a thousand, you must first deal with King Xin.

Seeing this, Wei Ming came to King Xin's side in a panic, knelt down on one knee and said, "I implore the prince to temporarily evacuate here with his subordinates." ”

King Xin stared at the foot of the mountain and threw out the soldiers who rushed up to block his way one by one, and walked towards Tang Yinbrown who came to the top of the mountain step by step, raised his hand slightly, and said softly: "No need, he is bent on taking my life, where can he hide?" If I was really afraid that he would hurt me, why did I come to this hill to watch the battle for myself? ”

Wei Ming was speechless.

King Xin sank his face again.

From the first time he released the arrow, his face was extremely bad.

Tang Yinbrown was raised by him since he was a child, how could he not be familiar with it as much as he could?

The terrifying skill of forcing back the arrow from within the move just now, it seems to outsiders that the heart is as transcendent as the god of war descending to earth, but he knows better than others that it is a trick to fight for his life.

On such a full moon night, the beast blood was about to move, but he didn't want to retain his physical strength to control the reverse flow of menstrual blood, but instead did the opposite, exerting the qi in his body to the extreme, and leaking out all of it.

In this way of fighting, even if he was lucky enough to win, the 3,000 soldiers and horses that he had deployed to surround him at this moment, what about afterwards? Isn't he afraid that he will no longer be able to control the beast's blood to go retrograde and break through its meridians? At that time, he won't need to do it himself, and he will blow himself up, right? (To be continued.) )