Chapter Twenty-Four: The Storm of Ten Thousand Swords
Yin Xinghe strode out of the tent with a spear on his back.
All the anticipatory eyes outside the tent burst into excitement, and then turned to deafening cheers.
This is the temperament of a soldier, applauding for heroic service, ashamed of being greedy for life and afraid of death, and would rather die in battle than let the enemy be scared to death!
Seeing that someone from the coalition army finally came out to fight, Yi Fengleng slowly flew backwards, flying to the camp gate 300 meters away and slowly landing.
Yin Xinghe walked out of the barracks, his stride was getting faster and faster, and when he was nearly a hundred meters away from Yi Fengleng, his figure was already flying fast, and the last thirty or forty meters was like flying on land.
Yin Xinghe's figure flickered in front of Yi Feng Leng, and he didn't speak, and the spear flew out from behind and stabbed Yi Feng Leng in the heart of his eyebrows.
A flying sword flew out from Yi Fengleng's back and slashed the head of the spear.
Yin Xinghe jumped forward and reached out to grab the handle of the gun, with a flick of his wrist and the head of the gun, he knocked the flying sword away, and the tip of the gun still took Yi Feng's cold eyebrows.
Yi Feng frowned coldly, and the flying sword under his feet flew diagonally to the side, dodging this killer shot. It seems that this Yin Xinghe is indeed not easy to match.
Yin Xinghe can become the captain of the "Black Eagle" special forces in the hundreds of thousands of troops in Huaxia Dragon City, and he is naturally the strongest of the strong. The reason why I was deflated one after another was because I met Chi Hua, but how many Chi Hua-like existences were there among the top evolutionaries in the last days?
Yi Fengleng flashed to the side, and Yin Xinghe's big gun immediately changed to a straight stab to a horizontal draw, and a "dragon swinging tail" was drawn towards Yi Fengleng's neck.
Yi Fengleng bent down and flashed a horizontal shot, and the flying sword under his feet continued to retreat.
Yin Xinghe's feet jumped forward in the air, and the big gun in his hand shook quickly, only to see that the gun head changed from one to two, from two to four, and from four to eight, and actually shook out hundreds of gun heads, and the heavy gun shadow covered Yi Fengleng's whole body.
The three flying swords instantly appeared in front of Yi Fengleng's body, swinging rapidly, weaving a sword shadow before the spear head and the flying sword collided quickly, and the clanging sound was non-stop.
Yin Xinghe let out a loud shout, and the ability wrapped in the gun's body exploded, and a slight explosion sound came out every time it collided. The explosion sounded continuously, and Yi Fengcold's three flying swords were instantly blown upside down and flew out.
Yin Xinghe threw forward with one arm, and the big gun shook the flying sword and then came out of his hand, only stabbing Yi Fengleng in the chest.
The tip of the gun had not yet arrived, but the spear tip erupted with a foot-long spear that made Yi Fengleng feel a tingling pain in his chest.
Facing Yin Xinghe's killer blow, at the last moment, Yi Fengleng fell straight backwards, and the spear stabbed against the tip of Yi Fengleng's nose. At the same time that Yi Fengleng's back was almost touching the ground, the flying sword under his feet had reached the back of his waist, dragging Yi Fengleng to the ground and jumping out.
The camp gate of the coalition camp was crowded with black heads, and all the soldiers, evolutionaries, and senior officers wanted to see the battle between their own powerhouses and the powerhouses of Phoenix City, even if most of them couldn't see the movements of the two powerhouses clearly.
Seeing that Yin Xinghe chased Yi Feng Leng as soon as he came up, the last shot even made Yi Feng Leng fall to the ground, and the military camp erupted in earth-shattering cheers, and the suffocation in his chest before was swept away, and his morale reached its peak in an instant.
Yi Fengleng stood up more than ten meters away from Yin Xinghe's side, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and nodded lightly at Yin Xinghe, "It seems that there are still strong people in Huaxia Dragon City, it's a pity to follow Yang Zhaohui." ”
Yin Xinghe took back the big gun, the tip of the gun pointed directly at Yi Fengleng's eyebrows, staring at Yi Fengleng with a cold gaze, but he kept beating the drum in his heart, "I didn't kill the other party with a 'throwing pistol' with a single blow, Phoenix City has a strong man of this level in addition to Chi Hua, and the battle behind it is not easy to fight." ”
"Don't talk nonsense, take your life!" Yin Xinghe thought in his heart, but the movements in his hand did not stop, he jumped forward and chased after him, and continued to stab Yi Fengcold.
Yi Fengleng was also not a person of many words, he smiled coldly, pinched the sword trick with one hand, and the three flying swords that had been blown away before stopped the route of Yin Xinghe's spear again. The fourth and fifth flying swords flew out from Yi Fengleng's back one after another, one stabbing Yin Xinghe's temple from the left side, and the other stabbing Yin Xinghe's ankle from the right side with an extremely insidious flying close to the ground.
Yin Xinghe had to withdraw his gun to defend, the big gun swung left and right, the head of the gun flew a sword that stabbed at the temple, and the gun flew away with a sword below.
But as soon as Yin Xinghe withdrew his gun, he completely lost the opportunity, and the other three flying swords flew to stab Yin Xinghe from different directions.
Yi Fengleng's sword control technique has already reached the height of the peak, and the five flying swords are like five living spirit snakes, shuttling around the Yin Xinghe, sometimes pounced and bitten in turn, sometimes attacked up and down, and sometimes attacked in groups.
Yin Xinghe's big gun danced, and the heavy gun shadows that danced were impenetrable and protected the whole body. The crisp sound of the big gun and the flying sword colliding, sometimes as slow as a big bead and a small bead falling on a jade plate, and sometimes as fast as a rainstorm hitting the glass window.
Flying swords and spears are fighting together, and the scene is wonderful and beautiful!
The coalition soldiers watching the battle were breathing, their eyes wide, and their mouths wide open, trying to see the details of the battle between the two sides, and they were so nervous that they forgot to cheer.
On the surface, the two sides fought to a draw, but Yi Fengleng still had a calm and calm expression, completely dominating the rhythm of the attack. Yin Xinghe was already sweating profusely and showing anxiety, Yin Xinghe couldn't get rid of the entanglement of the five flying swords when he changed his gun moves one after another, and he didn't even dare to reduce the speed of the dancing gun, and a little slowness gave the flying sword a chance to take advantage of, and his physical strength was violently consumed.
Yi Fengleng's fingers swiped in the air, and the five flying swords that stabbed around Yin Xinghe all scattered at once. Yin Xinghe was just about to take a moment to catch his breath, when Yi Fengleng's sixth and seventh flying swords flew out one after another.
Sword Net!
Yi Fengleng took the initiative to change his moves, and seven flying swords circled and danced around Yin Xinghe. Sword shadows rubbed Yin Xinghe's body back and forth quickly, and Yin Xinghe's dancing spear could no longer keep up with the speed of the flying sword.
Yin Xinghe's heart had sunk to the bottom, and the moment he was surrounded by the sword net, he knew that he had lost this battle.
But can he lose?
Yin Xinghe roared, the spear in his hand spun again, holding the flying spear in both hands, the man and the gun were one, and he rushed forward, and the man and gun stabbed at Yi Fengleng together.
This is Yin Xinghe's life-sacrificing blow, he wants to exchange his life for his life!
The spinning spear pierced through the sword net, and the flying sword in the sword net quickly slashed against Yin Xinghe's body, leaving deep wounds on his body, and it was bloody in an instant.
Yin Xinghe had completely given up his defense, and let the flying sword slash through his body, he wanted to die with Yi Fengleng before the flying sword killed him.
Yin Xinghe roared again, and the ability of his whole body was poured into the spear, and the spear soared three feet again, stabbing at Yi Fengleng with an indomitable stab.
Yi Feng's cold eyes stared at the tip and barrel of the spear that had become red due to the violent rotation and friction, and his body retreated quickly, and a white bone shield slightly larger than a palm slowly rose in front of him.
Seven flying swords are no longer the limit of Yi Fengleng, Yi Fengleng knows that he can't dodge this shot, and life and death all depend on this white bone shield.
The moment the tip of the spear and the bone shield touched, with a bang, Yin Xinghe's spear suddenly exploded from the head of the spear to the body of the gun.
Yin Xinghe's spear pierced into Xiao Han's body a few days ago and didn't have time to get it back, this gun was temporarily asked from his special forces, and the material of the gun body was only the bones of a first-order fierce beast, and it couldn't withstand the violent rotation and massive ability infusion at the critical moment.
Yin Xinghe was stunned for a moment, this is fate, he slowly closed his eyes, and a flying sword slashed through Yin Xinghe's neck almost at the same time.
At the same time that Yin Xinghe's corpse slowly fell forward, a faint figure suddenly jumped up from the ground, and a cyan wooden spear stabbed into Yi Feng's throat from the oblique side.
"Shadow Wolf" Cen Ping!
This is the quality of the world's top assassin and the grasp of the timing of the attack, he actually chose the moment when Yin Xinghe died. At this time, Yi Fengleng's flying sword was still around Yin Xinghe's body, and the shield was also facing the direction of Yin Xinghe, because the opponent's death was also the moment when Yi Fengleng's guard was most relaxed.
It was at this moment that the long-awaited killing blow was launched.
Yi Fengleng didn't notice it in advance, and when he found that the figure was jumping, the tip of the spear was already approaching, and there was no longer the slightest possibility of dodging.
Yi Fengleng's pupils dilated instantly, the bun on his head spread out, and a golden hairpin more than three inches long slipped from his hair to the front of his neck, colliding with the tip of the spear at a distance of a foot in front of his neck.
Cen Ping's face had begun to gradually show a sneer on the success of the assassination, the wooden spear in his hand was the hardest wooden heart of the mutated banyan tree, a small hairpin collided with the tip of the spear, and the final result was inevitably that the spear spear easily knocked the hairpin into Yi Fengleng's neck. But what he didn't notice was that at the same time that the hairpin slipped from between his hair, all seven flying swords and shields fell to the ground.
This golden bone hairpin condenses all of Yi Fengleng's spiritual power!
With a loud bang, the tip of the spear and the tip of the hairpin collided head-on, and the wooden spear and the bone hairpin exploded at the same time. The tangible shock wave generated by the explosion pushed Yi Fengleng and Cen Ping upside down at the same time.
Cen Ping deserved to be the top assassin, he couldn't hit a single blow, without the slightest hesitation, he got up from the ground and ran, not even caring about Yin Xinghe's corpse on the ground.
A series of changes made the soldiers and evolutionaries watching the battle in the barracks not react for a while, and in the blink of an eye, Yin Xinghe died, Cen Ping was defeated, and Yi Fengleng slowly got up from the ground.
I don't know who was the first to roar, "Kill him!" Avenge General Yin! ”
One sentence ignited the anger of the entire barracks!
"Brothers, kill!"
"General Yin's corpse must not fall into the hands of the enemy!"
The anger made the soldiers ignore military discipline, and the senior officers present did not restrain their soldiers, and thousands of people rushed out of the camp gate and rushed to Yi Fengleng.
At the forefront were the blood-red special forces of the "Black Eagle" special forces, followed by the evolutionaries and soldiers of the Dragon City army, and there were very few people who really rushed out of Tianjin City.
Looking at the swarming coalition evolutionaries and soldiers, Yi Fengleng had a faint mockery on the corner of his mouth, "Today I want you to know that in front of the super strong, no matter how many ants there are, they are also ants!" ”
Yi Fengleng's hands were raised forward at the same time, and the seven flying swords on the ground flew up again, and one after another the flying swords continued to fly out from the sword bag behind his back, and thirteen flying swords were finally arranged in front of him.
Rattling sounds rang out one after another, and the thirteen flying swords shattered at the same time, turning into dense fragments of small flying swords suspended in the air.
"Ten Thousand Swords Storm!"
Yi Fengleng's hands slammed forward, and a storm blew in front of him, sweeping towards the rushing coalition soldiers.