Chapter 50: Divine Help

Yin Xin was suddenly confused.

This Yuan Futong actually has the strength of a heavenly immortal, far beyond his expectations!

Yin Xin stepped back suddenly, and the magic sword in his hand flew out three hundred zhang away, which was caused by Yuan Futong's casual blow!

"Everyone! Stand back now! ”

Yin Xin hurriedly ordered, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the magic sword immediately flew back into his hand.

Heavenly Immortals and Earth Immortals are two completely different levels, although there is only one realm apart, but the gap between them is insurmountable!

An Earth Immortal can basically make a huge change in the war situation, let alone a Heavenly Immortal!

Yin Xin was secretly glad in his heart that the system didn't give him the order to go up and kill him this time, otherwise he could only be stunned in place, and said, I? You say me?

Yuan Futong couldn't feel Yin Xin's inner drama, and with a pinch of his hand in the air, a gilded flying sword flew out of the void.

Yin Xin didn't have the energy to judge what level of divine weapon this was, but one thing was certain, if he was cut by this thing, he would definitely die!

He roared, and the iron-eating beast under him immediately gave the order, and quickly rushed towards the figure that had just been knocked away.

"Shapeshift!"

Yin Xin silently recited the magic in his heart, and after he ascended to the Earth Immortal Realm, his super imitation ability allowed him to learn this magic in the battle with Dai Li!

A formation instantly appeared under his feet, and it teleported to a position about ten miles to Yuan Futong's side at the moment when Yuan Futong called.

Rumble!

The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and a deep ditch that almost pierced the frozen soil appeared in the loess of the North Sea, which made people shudder.

Those heralds who were still stunned were almost frightened when they saw this, if Yin Xin hadn't dodged in time and repeated the order, they would have already entered Yuan Futong's attack range now!

Yuan Futong's red robe flickered, and his uncertain face looked extremely oppressive.

"King! Do you think I, Beihai, have the strength to fight with your song! ”

"This king thinks, but mayflies shake the tree!"

Yin Xin replied unhurriedly, in his impression, no protagonist would show weakness, as an outstanding young man in the new century, how could he show weakness in front of this mortal prince?

Yin Xin also supported the sword body as he spoke, so that he could stand opposite Yuan Futong in a relaxed posture, looking relaxed and comfortable.

"Good! Worthy of being a king, this kind of courage is unmatched! I don't know if the king thought this way when he was harsh on taxes and wasted money on the people? ”

Yuan Futong was not in a hurry to attack, but kept making provocative remarks, and the strength of the newly promoted Heavenly Immortal gave him such a calm confidence.

"This king is doing things, why do you need to ask the opinions of your princes?"

Yin Xin stood in place, taking out a look that put aside the facts, are you not a little wrong.

You can lose in a fight, but you can't lose a mouthpiece!

Yuan Futong really fell into the downwind, and couldn't find the words to refute for a while, so he directly withdrew a sword, and the two cold rays mixed with the north wind attacked Yin Xin!

He squeezed the magic trick in his hand steadily, and an inaudible black cold glow walked towards his head.

If you look closely, you will find that the cold light is actually a gathering of black hands.

Yin Xin is not in a hurry, since he can't beat it, then don't fight!

There is only one person in him, Yuan Futong, and there is an army of 10,000 people behind him who is ready to go!

Therefore, Yin Xin did not leave, and still used the technique of shape-shifting to avoid the attack, ensuring that he was a hundred miles away from Yuan Futong every time.

At the same time, he silently gathered his voice into a line and passed the news of the attack to his newly appointed commander of the three armies, Jin Zha.

The boy, who had recently lost his father, matured a lot overnight.

He did not cry in front of Li Jing's tomb, but clenched the spear in his hand, and let the cold wind drift through Li Jing's clothed tomb, and he seemed unmoved.

Jin Zha got the order and immediately sent the second demon general and Yin Xin to drag Yuan Futong together, and he led a large army to attack.

If Yin Xin and Yuan Futong's battle was a simple battle of strength, Jin Zha's attack with his troops was a game of strategy and numbers.

Jin Zhazema paused for a moment, thinking to himself.

"Yuan Futong stepped into the Heavenly Immortals, naturally he was extremely proud, and he would definitely not use those tactics of war, and the powerful princes in this city were also sent by him to various places to guard, and the capital naturally declined."

After thinking about it, he immediately sent a team of veterans to meet the battle, and he himself led a large army to attack the weak defense of the capital.

If there is an experienced master who has an experienced master general, this kind of horse racing method will definitely be able to see through it, but as Jin Zhe expected, Yuan Fu has no strong command in the capital city through pride.

For a while, the men and horses in the capital panicked, and almost all the men and horses were sent to confront those old, weak, sick and disabled.

Jin Zha saw that the place was in the middle of the plan, and roared angrily: "Rush! Avenge General Lee! ”

Then, he took the lead and rushed towards the paper-like defense.

The young man's resentment was completely released at this time, and the infinite grief in his heart was turned into the power of the sword, which continued to slash at the attacking enemy.

Seeing this, Yuan Futong was stunned for a moment.

Yin Xin was secretly happy in his heart, the magic sword waved, and the two sword qi immediately slashed out!

Yuan Futong couldn't dodge, and was slashed by two sword qi, and a shallow blood mark appeared on his body.

"Duel with this king and look away, Yuan Futong, you are quite bold?"

Yin Xin stood with his sword in his hand, and the divine beast war horse under him was constantly rubbing its iron hooves, ready to attack at any time!

Yuan Futong waved his hand to disperse the sword qi and sneered.

"I'm afraid that the king's army won't be able to withstand the demons in my city, and they will be slaughtered, which is not in line with the identity of this king!"

Yuan Futong returned to normalcy and looked at Yin Xin, who was immediately like ashes.

"You!"

Yin Xin's mind was suddenly stunned, indeed, this Yuan Futong is definitely not without strategy! How can there be no defense!

No longer hesitating, Yin Xin immediately recited the magic trick, and the distance of the transformation was expanded by him to the extreme!

The next moment, his figure disappeared and went straight to the tower.

"It's still in time!"

Yin Xin glanced at the distance, secretly glad in his heart, but the next moment, a giant hand appeared on his head.

This palm carries a unique sense of oppression in the Heavenly Immortal Realm!

Yin Xin tried to mobilize the shapeshifter, but the true qi in his body did not obey the call at all.

He froze in place, a flash of despair in his eyes!

"Yin Shang! Dead! ”

Yuan Futong smiled and slapped it with one palm!

Bite!

The sound of metal collision suddenly sounded, and Mo Lihong crossed the bar with a sword, forcibly mobilizing the true qi of his whole body to resist the blow of this immortal, the giant palm retreated, and Mo Lihong also spit out a mouthful of blood.

"King! It's fine! ”

Magic Red immediately asked, the golden light in his eyes kept flickering, he didn't dare to mobilize his true qi to resolve the injury, his eyes stared at Yuan Futong who was still standing in place.

Yin Xin didn't answer, but quickly looked at the army led by Jin Zha, and just wanted to stop it, but Jin Zha had already led the team into the city!