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The dense sound of horses' hooves rushed into the five counties in the south, and a banner appeared in the Chenghuang Temple, and under the banner was a team of Yin soldiers.

Yin Yiyi took the lead from the City God Temple, and rode the Yin horse to gallop away in the direction where the sound of swords and soldiers came.

This was followed by the sound of horses' hooves and footsteps, and countless Guyun Yin soldiers were like a black dragon, with no end in sight.

"The ghosts in the south have turned my solid clouds upside down, making the luck of the netherworld cover the sky and the sun, and regard my Guyun Wufu Yin City as child's play. Therefore, the city god has an order not to destroy all the powerful ghosts in the south, and we will not give up until we wait for the solid cloud yin soldiers." A grand voice gradually spread from the Yin City of Guyun Wufu, and then through the power of the Netherworld Qi Luck, it exploded in the City God Temple.

Countless Yin soldiers did not reply immediately, but responded substantially with the sound of heavy footsteps.

The banner was hunting in the wind, and Mu Yue urged Yin to take a step forward, and asked Yin Yi loudly: "If the ghost king of the south escapes into the Yin City of Nanfu Huang Sifu like last time, what should we do?"

"Chenghuang has an order, not to destroy all the ghosts in the south, and vow not to give up." Yin Yi's voice drifted behind him along the wind.

Mu Feng was stunned for a moment, he didn't know what he thought, and he was immediately happy: "In this way, I am going to start a war with Nanfu God."

"If they dare to contain them, we will naturally dare to go to war with them." Yin Yi urged Yin Ma after speaking, and sped up.

The Yin soldiers behind him saw that the commander was speeding up, and immediately chased after him.

On the city wall, Mo Hua looked at the endless Yin soldiers like a black dragon, galloping towards this place with a banner, and was immediately overjoyed. At the thousands of county soldiers fighting in front, he shouted violently: "The city god is so strong."

"Pass on the order of the county, punish the ghost". The spirit of the five southern counties was shocked, and he shouted orders to the county soldiers under the city wall.

When the county soldiers heard this, their brains went blank.

However, at this moment, an overwhelming sound rolled from inside the city, followed by a thunderous sound that exploded outside the city walls.

"Chenghuang has an order, if you don't destroy all the powerful ghosts in the south, we will not give up and wait for the solid Yunyin soldiers." Countless Yin soldiers rushed out of the city under the leadership of Yin Yi, and the dense blades exuded a solemn aura.

The luck of the rolling netherworld is like a river pouring back, and the layers of layers cover the entire sky tightly.

Seeing the huge Guyun Yin soldiers appearing in front of him, the Nanshang Ghost King's heart couldn't help but tighten, and at a cursory glance, his number was actually no less than five thousand.

Looking around, he saw the continuous increase of Yin soldiers behind him, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes.

"Ben let you wait last time, but I didn't expect you to be unrepentant and invade my Guyun territory again. Could it be that you are bullying me Guyun Wufu Yin City, and the sword in your hand is not sharp enough?" Yin Yi snorted violently at the fighting ghosts in front of him.

The ghost felt a sense of oppression, and without the command of the ghost king in the south, he subconsciously discarded the opponent at hand and gathered behind the ghost king.

Hearing this violent voice, the ghost king of the south couldn't help but feel strong when he thought of the backer behind him: "I'm waiting for the ghost to attack the county town upside down, eat its flesh and swallow its soul." You wait for the solid cloud and yin soldiers, and how can you endure us."

"Arrogance". The Gu Yunyin soldiers shouted at the ghost king in the south.

Yin Yi's eyes gradually became cold, and he shouted to Mu Yue on the side: "Order three thousand soldiers, and destroy them for this commander."

"No". Mu Yue bowed to Yin, and then rushed over with three Yin soldiers and a thousand people.

Yin Yi looked at Mu Feng, and commanded him again: "Order two thousand Yin cavalry, cross the enemy soldiers and cut off their way back."

"No". Mu Feng bowed to Yin and received the order, and then rushed forward with two thousand Yin horses.

Three thousand Yin soldiers came from the shop, and the eyes of the ghost king of the south flashed, and they looked at a Yin soldier general beside him: "Immediately send a message to Nanfu Huang, and say that this king has encountered the Yin soldiers of Fu Huang and ask for support."

"Command". The Yin Soldier general replied loudly to the Ghost King of the South.

The ghost king of the south saw the Yin soldier general leaving, and then stared at the killing intent in his eyes in front of him and spread undisguisedly: "Send 5,000 troops to this king to stop them."

As soon as the words fell, five thousand ghosts walked up with neat steps.

"Step, step on ......".

A series of horses' hooves sounded, and the two thousand yin riders slammed into it under the leadership of Mu Feng. Then there were three thousand Yin soldiers, under the leadership of Mu Yue, along the crack that the Yin Cavalry had broken open and went forward to cover and kill.

The shouts of killing resounded throughout the four fields, and countless ghost qi spread in all directions like a tide.

If it weren't for the support of luck, more than 100,000 people in the five southern counties would not need to be killed. With the ghost energy of these tens of thousands of yin soldiers and powerful ghosts, he lost his life in the tide that was intertwined.

Under the invasion of the ghost qi, the eyes of the Fortune Xuanshui Turtle in the sky showed a trace of pain.

Seeing this, he walked towards Yin Yi and bowed to him: "Yin Yi is the leader, this place is not a place for fighting."

"Not a place of fighting?". Yin Yi frowned, looked into the sky in the direction of his fingers, and then nodded slowly.

Turning around, he saw a phalanx of thousands of Yin soldiers gathering, and immediately shouted at them: "Exterminate the powerful ghosts in the south as quickly as possible, so as not to spread the ghost qi and poison the people."

"No". All the Yin soldiers shouted in unison to Yin Yi, and then took steps and rushed forward.

After all, the ghost is not a regular Yin soldier, so he is a little weaker in the face of the Yin soldier who is proficient in battle. In addition, the borrowed luck is rootless water, how can it be compared to the Guyun Yin soldiers who are backed by Wufu Yin City.

The ghost king of the south was distressed when he saw that most of the Yin soldiers under his command were lost, so he shouted to them: "Withdraw."

When all the evil ghosts heard this removal, they turned around and ran away.

The two thousand Yin Riders lined up, and when they saw thousands of powerful ghosts turning around, they immediately clenched the blades in their hands.

"Kill". Mu Feng yelled in front of him, and then slapped the war horse hard and killed it.

The horse's hooves exploded like thunder, and the two thousand Yin horsemen pounced with an irresistible force.

Seeing the yin cavalry that suddenly appeared in the rear, the ghost king of the south was full of ghosts, and he only felt that it was dark in front of him.

There are Yin cavalry blocking the road in front, and Yin soldiers chasing and killing in the back. Under the flanking attacks before and after, the ghost king of the south could only lift the blade in his hand and yell behind him: "If you rush over, you will live, and if you can't rush over, you will die."

"Kill". Thousands of powerful ghosts had a will to die in their hearts, and they held the blade in their hands and followed the ghost king of the south to pounce.

Looking at the dying and struggling ghosts in front of him, Yin Yi smiled coldly. If you don't say hello to the wrinkles, your thoughts will disappear.

A flash of light flashed, and the heavenly netherworld luck converged and turned into a pitch-black giant sword.

Yin Yi stood in the sky above and waved in front of him. The greatsword slashed down.

The ghost king of the south was slashed by the giant sword before he could reach his hair, and the luck of the netherworld spread along the wound, and then fell to the ground.

Yin Yi beckoned to the Nanshang Ghost King, and the giant sword turned into a chain that bound him strongly.

Then he turned around and flew towards the city wall with the southbound ghost king.

The ghosts and ghosts were captured, and some of them were attacked from front to back. They could only kneel down one after another and beg to surrender to the yin soldiers.

However, the Yin Soldier regarded it as if he had not seen it, and waved the blade in his hand, and in an instant, everyone immediately disappeared.