Tang Yin in another world

  Following Qiu Zhen's plan, Tang Yin and others hid in the grass on both sides of the road, planning to rob horses back to Tongmen, but things were far from going as smoothly as expected.

  The 200,000-strong army of Fengguo was defeated by Ningguo, the entire army had been dispersed and there was no organization to speak of. The personnel were scattered all over the place, while Ningguo's pursuit was also very scattered. Both sides were mixed together, becoming a state of you in me and me in you. The battlefield situation could only be described as chaotic.

  Tang Yin and others did not hide for long before they found that there were soldiers running towards them in a scattered manner on the road ahead. Behind them, flags were flying high, bearing the Ningguo flag emblem. Without looking closely, it was clear that this was the Ningguo army pursuing the scattered soldiers of Fengguo.

  Qiu Zhen gazed for a moment, then whispered to Tang Yin beside him: "This group of enemies is quite numerous, there must be over a hundred people!"

  Tang Yin's eyesight was astonishing, much clearer than Qiu Zhen's. He said with certainty: "There are about two hundred people."

  "So many people!" Qiu Zhen took a deep breath, furrowed his brow and warned, "We'd better not make any rash moves. Should we retreat first to avoid being discovered by the enemy?" Although they were surrounded by dense bushes for cover, he still felt very insecure.

  Tang Yin had no opinion, but as they spent more time together, he discovered that Qiu was indeed not a simple-minded person, nor was he all talk and no substance. With him by his side to plan and strategize, Tang didn't even need to think for himself.

  At this time, Zhang Bao, who was ambushing with them, said: "The enemy is killing our brothers, if we don't help, those dozens of brothers will probably not be able to escape."

  Qiu Zhen couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "That's also an unavoidable thing, wars always result in deaths, moreover, we only have ten people, rushing out won't save anyone, it'll just be a futile sacrifice."

  His words were cold and merciless, but also factual. Zhang Bao had a sense of discontent, wanting to refute him but not daring to open his mouth. He took a deep breath, feeling stifled and unable to speak.

  More than thirty soldiers who were being chased were indeed exhausted, and one by one they abandoned their armor and helmets. Some didn't even have weapons. When they were still ten meters away from Tang Yin's group, they were finally caught up to by the Ningguo soldiers behind them.

  "Ah——"

  With a heart-wrenching scream, the back of a Fengguo soldier was pierced by a silver-white long spear. The owner of the spear was a burly man with a ferocious appearance, his upper body bare and his skin dark, standing out among the soldiers of Ningguo like a crane among chickens, looking from afar as if he had become a demonic bear.

  He killed one person, and the Great Han did not stop at all. With a swing of his long spear, he swung the corpse hanging on the spear tip to fly away. Then, with another sweep of his long spear, there was another miserable cry. Another Feng Guo soldier dodged too late and was knocked down by the sound of the gun, breaking his waist vertebrae and falling to the ground, crying out in pain.

  This is not a fight but a one-sided slaughter.

  The soldiers hiding in the bushes watched with a mix of sadness and anger, but they didn't dare to make a sound, and could only watch as their comrades were killed one by one like chopping vegetables.

  Not to mention Zhang Bao and others were excited, even the cold-blooded Qiu Zhen couldn't bear to watch anymore. He let out a light sigh, not daring to speak, and only lightly pulled on Tang Yin's sleeve, hinting for him to temporarily retreat.

  He didn't pull Tang Yin back, but instead let him go, and Tang Yin not only didn't retreat, but instead stood up straight and emerged from the bushes, his face showing no fear of the enemy, but rather an uncontrollable excitement in his eyes.

  Tang Yin's thinking is hard for ordinary people to understand, and it's precisely because of this that eight or nine out of ten people who know him take him for a madman.

  That burly man was just getting into the swing of things when he suddenly noticed a soldier wearing Wind Country clothes not running away like everyone else, but instead charging towards him. He laughed loudly and swung his silver spear up, aiming straight for Tang Yin's head and striking it with great force.

  Tang Yin didn't dodge or evade, intentionally wanting to test the opponent's strength. He held his steel sword horizontally upwards, firmly meeting the opponent's heavy blow.

  "Dong Dong——"

  This ear-piercing sound of metal clashing made the soldiers from Ningguo behind Da Han's back feel a sharp pain in their eardrums and a suffocating feeling in their chests.

  Dahuan thought that with one full-strength blow he could knock Tang Yin flat, but in fact the latter merely retreated two steps, not only failing to fall, but still able to stand upright.

  Da Han was shocked, and Tang Yin was also secretly shocked. He had been following his abnormal master to practice martial arts since he was a child, with an excellent foundation. Although he looked slender, his strength was astonishing. In his original world, he had encountered many opponents, but no one could match him in terms of strength. Being knocked back by the enemy was unprecedented, and he didn't expect to encounter such a formidable opponent here.

  Soon, the surprise in his eyes disappeared, and the excited and agitated light was revealed. He held a sword with both hands, jumped high, and slashed at the big man's head with a single sword.

  Da Han didn't take Tang Yin's attack seriously, and sneered coldly. With one hand holding the gun, suddenly, his palm emitted a thick white mist. The white mist wrapped around the gun body as if it had life, and quickly merged with the silver gun. The silver gun, which had merged with the white mist, instantly grew more than five feet in length, and its body became thicker. At the same time, two silver thorns emerged from the tip of the gun.

  It comes slowly, but in reality it is extremely fast, the silver gun changing shape was only a matter of an instant.

  When Tang Yin's sword was about to reach the top of Da Han's head, unable to withstand it for five inches, the latter suddenly changed the shape of his silver spear and swung it outwards, shouting: "Go die!"

  "When——"

  "Crack!"

  First came the sound of a golden horn, followed by the sound of breaking weapons.

  Tang Yin's long sword in his hand was swept by the silver spear, and it broke with a loud noise. Under the impact, he flew backwards into mid-air.

  "This...this..." Zhang Bao in the bushes stared at the large man's hand, where his spear had transformed, and was so frightened that he was left speechless, stuttering and unable to utter a word.

  Qiu Zhen's face also looked very unsightly, and he whispered in a low voice: "This is 'Bing Zhī Líng Huà', the opponent is a spiritual cultivator!" He secretly cursed his bad luck, Tang Yin didn't listen to advice and rushed out, but he just happened to run into a spiritual cultivator, and it was a mid-to-high-level spiritual cultivator who could complete "Bing Zhī Líng Huà".

  The Spirit Master merges his own spiritual energy with the weapon he uses, causing the essence and shape of the weapon to change, becoming a powerful spirit weapon. This is the spiritualization of weapons. A Spirit Master who can complete the spiritualization of weapons has at least reached the 'Spirit Breaking' state in their spiritual cultivation, while Tang Ye's spiritual cultivation has only barely reached the 'Spirit Movement' stage, and compared to his opponent, he is at least two levels behind, with a huge gap in strength, making it impossible for him to win.

  Qiu is indeed a clever person, who has a clear understanding of what he wants, what he wants to do and his positioning in life. He knows that he cannot become a leader and is more suitable as an assistant, making plans for others and providing strategic advice. However, the people he has been able to work with have always been too high-ranking and would not even consider him, a commoner. But Tang Yin's appearance made him see a glimmer of hope, thinking that maybe by assisting this man, he could achieve something extraordinary in the future. Unfortunately, Tang Yin appeared quickly, but will also disappear quickly. Given the current situation, he cannot defeat his opponent, let alone have any chance of survival.

  "It's all over......" Qiu Zhen lay on the ground, powerless, not wanting to look at the fighting outside anymore. He couldn't believe that just a moment ago he had some hope, but now it was all in vain, like trying to scoop water with a bamboo basket - a complete waste of effort.

  The spirit of the soldier has been sublimated! The cultivation of this person in front of him has already reached the 'broken' boundary, right?! Tang Yin was knocked flying by the Great Han's spear, but he didn't fall to the ground. His sword had been broken, his tiger mouth was also shattered, and fresh blood dripped from his fingers, flowing down to the ground with a dripping sound. However, his gaze at the Great Han's eyes grew brighter and brighter, without blinking, giving the Great Han the feeling that he wasn't looking at him like a person, but rather like a big cake or a delicious meal.

  Da Han dislikes this feeling.

  At this time, other Ningguo soldiers wanted to rush up and surround Tang Yin. The big man stretched out his arm and shouted in a cold voice: "No one should go up, he is mine!" As he spoke, he swung the silver spear that had been transformed by Linghua towards Tang Yin, sneering and saying: "Little boy, today see how I will stab you into a beehive!"

  Tang Yin didn't get angry, but instead smiled and stuck out his tongue, licking his lips in a strange way. He said slowly:

  "This is your own death!" The big man didn't understand what Tang Yin meant by "eating him", but he had never been despised like this before. Seeing Tang Yin rushing towards him again, he let out a loud roar, gathered all his strength and stabbed at Tang Yin's chest with full force.

  Whether it was Tang Yin or Yan Li, who had only reached the Lingdong stage of spiritual cultivation, neither of them could defeat the big Han in front of them. However, their combination produced an unexpected effect, allowing Tang Yin to possess not only outstanding martial arts skills but also a foundation in spiritual energy, making his body even more agile and nimble.

  The big man's spear thrust was fast, but Tang Yin's body was even faster. When the big man's spear thrust was empty, he looked up to find that Tang Yin had already disappeared from his sight. At this time, Tang Yin had used 'Taiji Sliding Step' to move behind him, and his long spear silently stabbed towards the big man's back.

  Relying on the intuition of a cultivator, Da Han felt the crisis behind him. He didn't have time to think carefully and his body forcefully shifted to one side. The long spear missed his back but sliced open a bloody gash at his soft ribs.

  "Ah!" The big man was shocked and hurt, and he couldn't help but let out a loud cry as he retreated step by step. When did Tang Yin flash behind him? He didn't see it clearly at all. What...what on earth is going on here? No matter how hard he thought, he couldn't figure it out. Could this young man be using some kind of sorcery?