C50 (1/2)

Looking at Tang Yin who slowly walked over with a smile that was as bright as the sun and had an amiable tone, Liang Yuan and Wu Lixiong instinctively stood up.

This... This wasn't a human at all, it was a madman, a bloodthirsty monster! Liang and Wu both took out their swords from their waists, placing them on Ai Jia's neck, and said with trembling voices, ”Don't come over! You... If you come again, I'll kill her! ”

”Hehe …” ”Haha …”

Tang Yin laughed softly at first, then laughed at the top of his lungs, his footsteps did not stop, and he only said in a gentle voice: ”If you want to kill then kill, it is not a threat, but to kill my subordinates in front of me, it is equivalent to slapping me in the face in front of everyone, and I will be very angry, and would pull your tendons, skin you two, and crush your bones, even if the Heavenly King himself comes, he will not save you. ”Of course, you two can choose to not believe my words, and give it a try!”

His tone was amiable and soft, but the words he spoke were bloodstained naked. There was a smile on his face, but from his cold, emotionless eyes, it could be seen that his words were not just a threat, but a true promise.

Liang Yuan didn't have any real ability. To be able to become a Regiment Commander, he had to rely on his Liang Family.

Although he was unwilling to admit it, he was truly afraid. In front of the bloodthirsty Tang Yin, it seemed as if his illustrious background had become insignificant, and was unable to protect his life.

Liang Yuan screamed, his wrist felt as though it had been bitten by a snake, he threw the sword in his hand and retreated back until he reached a wall, unable to retreat anymore, only then did he stop, and sat down on the ground slowly with his body pressed against the wall, tears and mucus flowing from his eyes.

What a useless idiot!

Seeing his actions, Tang Yin was actually a little disappointed. At this time, his bloodthirsty nature had been aroused, and he did not want it to end like this. He turned to Wu Lixiong and smiled, ”General Wu, your comrade is a coward.” With that, he pointed at Liang Yuan who was powerlessly sitting on the ground and continued, ”The General Wu can't be like him, right?”

Wu Lixiong stood where he was without moving. It was not that he was not afraid. The trembling of the hand that held the sword betrayed his guilt. It was just that his dignity did not allow him to retreat.

He did not understand what Tang Yin meant by this. He stared at him intently as he watched him walk closer to him step by step. None of the loyal captains under his command dared to stop Tang Yin, they could only stand quietly at the side and stare blankly.

”You won't be able to win against me with just your skills. You will only have a chance if you use the Spirit realm.” Tang Yin stood in front of Wu Lixiong, and advised while laughing: ”As the Company Leader, you cannot be a turtle in front of your own subordinates, right? Hurry up and use your Spirit Martial Skill. Don't you want to kill me and take revenge for those people? ”

”You … ”You …” Wu Lixiong did not know what Tang Yin was planning, nor did he know why Tang Yin was using his own Spirit Weapon.

Tang Yin's motive was simple, once the other party used the spirit weapon, it would be a violation of the military taboo, and he could even kill him off.

As far as he was concerned, Wu Lixiong's cultivation wasn't weak either, and his' eating 'ought to be considered delicious.

As he thought, he stuck out his tongue, licked his lips, and went close to Wu Lixiong's ear. He giggled, ”What is General Wu waiting for? Are you going to suffer my humiliation so long? ”As a general, dignity is more important than life, but as your esteemed self, you don't even seem worthy of being a regiment commander.”

After he finished speaking, and seeing that Wu Lixiong was still unmoved, Tang Yin straightened his body and looked towards the captains of the ninth squadron, laughing: ”This is your captain, open your eyes wide and look at this useless trash!” ”I think it's better to just cancel the Ninth Regiment. Letting all of you lead the troops to war on the battlefield will only lead to the death of your compatriots.” After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to pull Ai Jia away, and said: ”My Captain, you have accompanied me long enough, it's time to go!”

Ai Jia looked at Tang Yin as if she had just met him. The current Tang Yin was a complete stranger to her.

But strangely, she felt a sense of fear towards him and an indescribable sense of security, as if she knew that his coldness and bloodlust would only point to the enemy and not to his companions.

Tang Yin pulled Ai Jia, and ignoring Liang Yuan, Wu Li Xiong and the rest, he turned and walked out the door.

Bodhisattva has a certain earthly quality. Being humiliated like this by Tang Yin, how could they not be angry? Very quickly, the anger in their chests suppressed the fear they had towards Tang Yin.

It was unknown who started using the Spirit Materialization of Weapon first, following closely behind, the rest of the people also turned the sword spirits in their hands, while Wu Lixiong also completed their sword techniques at the same time, he looked at Tang Yin's back and bellowed: ”Tang Yin, even if I lose my life, this old man will also kill you today!”

Aiya! Seeing that the other party had released their spirit force, Ai Jia, Li Wei and the rest knew that it was not good, and their nerves immediately tensed up. Only Qiu Zhen frowned, and only he knew that this was the effect that Tang Yin wanted.

Sure enough, there was no sign of nervousness on Tang Yin's face at all. Instead, his eyes shone with joy and excitement.

He pushed Ai Jia towards the group and said at the same time, ”You don't have to do anything, this is none of your business. They are all mine!” As he said that, he waved his wrist, and two crescent-shaped Scimitar s appeared in his palm. The sabre blade had a black blade, but it did not have a cold shine, but it naturally emitted a threatening cold Qi.

His movements were too fast. No one could clearly see how he had drawn his saber or where it had been hidden on his body.