Volume 10 Chapter 316

Under Tang Yin's knife, the guard's body seemed to have turned into a wooden stake. His head was cut off, but no blood spurted out. His body was grayish white and fell straight down. White spiritual mist rose from his body.

As Tang Yin walked by, he absorbed the spiritual energy in the air into his body, and then went to find the next target to attack.

Thousands of guards suffered heavy casualties in the battle with Tang Yin and others. Shangguan Yuanrang alone killed no less than 30 guards.

He did not entangle with the other party. Seeing that the guards who came to besiege him were already dead or wounded, Tang Yin called out and continued to rush towards the study.

He took the lead and killed a bloody path through the many guards. He rushed to the front of the study, kicked the door with his leg, and rushed in to see that it was empty. There was no one inside.

Since he was not in the study, Li Hong must be in the main hall. Tang Yin pulled himself out, and then led his people to charge towards the main hall. Halfway through, the road ahead was blocked by three thousand guards in battle formation.

These guards all held hard bows in their hands, and had already drawn their bows and arrows, waiting for the enemy to come. Seeing this, Tang Yin sneered, raised his sickle upside down, and ran over quickly. Someone among the guards shouted: "Shoot the enemy--"

With the shouting, three thousand guards shot arrows at Tang Yin. At the moment when the dense arrows were about to get close, Tang Yin suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was less than twenty meters away from the guards' battle formation.

"It's a dark spiritual practitioner! Release the spiritual pressure!" The leader of the guards immediately judged Tang Yin's identity, and his reaction was also fast, knowing that spiritual pressure was a weapon to restrict dark spiritual practitioners.

The spiritual cultivators among the guards heard the order and immediately released their spiritual pressure. In just a moment, the air at the scene seemed to solidify, and it was even difficult to breathe.

The guard leader ordered again: "Shoot the arrows--"

The arrows arrived in the blink of an eye at a distance of 20 meters.

At this time, Tang Yin could not use the shadow drift, but his body skills were still there. He was so flexible that he lay on the ground like a civet cat and rolled forward. With the sound of whistling wind, countless eagle feathers almost passed by his body.

One round did not hit, but let the opponent get closer and closer. The guard leader's eyes turned red, and he pulled his neck and yelled: "Shoot! Keep shooting!"

The guards shot another round of arrows at Tang Yin.

Because the distance was too close, Tang Yin could no longer roll forward and could only dodge horizontally. Although his movements were fast, he still couldn't avoid all the opponent's arrows. Fortunately, he had spiritual armor to protect his body, so it didn't matter if he was hit by sporadic arrows.

Taking advantage of the gap when the guards were shooting arrows, Tang Yin raised his sword and rushed forward with a hairy waist. With just a few steps, he was less than ten meters away from the guards.

The guards had never encountered such a tough enemy before, and they were a little flustered, especially the guards in front, whose hands were shaking when they put on the arrows.

The enemy was close at hand, and when the guards were preparing to launch the last round of arrow shooting, suddenly, a sharp whistle sounded from their side. Before everyone could figure out what was going on, a golden light shot into the crowd, and the ears could hear the sound of puffing. At the same time, at least five guards were pierced through the temples and fell to the ground. This sudden and domineering cold arrow caused chaos in the guards' camp, and the arrow formation that was originally going to be shot was delayed for two or three seconds.

These two or three seconds that passed in the blink of an eye might not be a big deal to others, but for Tang Yin, it was enough to get close to the enemy. As he leaped twice in succession, with a bang, his body hit a guard heavily, with such force that the hard bow and arrow in the guard's hand were broken together. The guard screamed in pain and flew backwards, bumping into his companions behind him and rolling into a ball.

Opening the gap, Tang Yin raised his knife and chopped horizontally. With a crisp sound of snapping, three guards were cut in half. The guards were horrified. They threw away their bows and arrows in panic, drew their sabers, and fought Tang Yin in close combat.

On the battlefield, there were flashes of swords and shadows, shouts of killing, and Tang Yin fought three thousand guards alone without being able to perform shadow drift. There were spiritual practitioners among the guards, but more were ordinary elite soldiers. People held long spears in their hands and stabbed Tang Yin fiercely.

Tang Yin had just chopped off the guards rushing from both sides, and several people rushed up to him, and several long spears stabbed at his chest. Tang Yin pulled back, but before he could stand firmly, he was stabbed in the back again. It seemed as if he had eyes on his back. He didn't even turn his head. He slightly turned sideways and dodged the spear. Before the other party could retract it, he retracted his arm and grabbed the spear body tightly. Then, he thrust back hard. The tail of the spear pierced the chest of the guard and stuck out from his back.

He held the spear body without letting go and swung it forward with force. The body drew an arc in the air and smashed into the crowd in front. Taking advantage of the chaos in the crowd in front, Tang Yin rushed forward and swung his sickle. Dozens of guards died tragically under his blade.

"Kill--" Three spiritual practitioners among the guards jumped out of the crowd, passed over their companions' heads, and rushed straight to Tang Yin. Using the inertia of their falling bodies, they each stabbed Huashan with a knife, all heading for Tang Yin's head.

Before Tang Yin could defend himself, another cold arrow flew from the sky. The golden electric light was no less powerful than lightning. One of the spiritual cultivators didn't even see what was happening before his body, suspended in the air, flew backwards with a shocking golden arrow stuck in his chest.

Tang Yin knew who was shooting the arrow without looking back. He swung the sickle in his hand. With two crisp clangs, he blocked the two spiritual knives. Before the two men could put away their knives and attack again, Tang Yin turned his body and flashed behind a spiritual practitioner at an unexpected speed and angle.

The man cried out inwardly that it was not good. Just as he was about to turn around and perform a killing move, Tang Yin bent his five fingers and hit him fiercely on the back of his heart like an iron claw.

He used all his strength in this claw. With a click, the spiritual armor behind the guard was broken. Tang Yin's palm actually stretched out from his chest, and in his palm was a bright red beating heart.

Ah? Seeing the miserable state of their companions, the guards around them all changed their faces. People's fear immediately turned into anger. They shouted and attacked Tang Yin again. Tang Yin grabbed the corpse and turned sideways suddenly, using the corpse as a shield. Almost all the weapons that attacked from the front stabbed the corpse. He pushed the corpse outward, holding a knife in both hands, and rushed into the crowd.

Tang Yin was alone, but he disrupted the battle formation of 3,000 guards, which also gave Shangguan Yuanrang and others behind him the opportunity to get close. As Shangguan Yuanrang and others rushed in, the guards could no longer resist, and the camp was scattered, like a pile of loose sand.

On the battlefield, both sides were in a melee. Tang Yin held a sickle in both hands and chopped down the guards in front of him one after another. While rushing forward, he shouted: "No need to entangle with the enemy, our goal is the main hall!"

"Roar--" Everyone shouted in unison, indicating that they had heard his order.

Tang Yin led the team, like a sharp knife, cutting through the center of the guard camp and forcing through.

They fought and rushed forward, and unknowingly reached the steps of the main hall. Tang Yin looked up, and there was darkness above the high steps, without lights, and it seemed that there was no one in the hall.

Could it be that Li Hong was not in the main hall either? Tang Yin frowned secretly. Since he had already killed his way here, there was no reason not to go up and find out what was going on! He gritted his teeth, raised his sword and took a step, striding up the steps.

At this point, there were fewer guards, but because of this, Tang Yin felt colder as he went up. There were so few guards, which could only mean that Li Hong was not here.

Soon, Tang Yin rushed to the top of the steps, and then to the main hall. In front of the gate, there were only four guards with guns. Looking behind them, the hall was dark and there was no shadow of a person.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and rushed forward. He took a step forward, and the four guards in front of him took a step back. At this time, Tang Yin's appearance was also scary enough. His whole body was covered in blood, and the black spirit armor had turned dark red. The most terrifying thing was his eyes, which flashed with a strange green light, which made people feel creepy.

Plop! Under Tang Yin's intimidation, the guards didn't pay attention to the threshold behind them and tripped. The four of them screamed and sat on the ground. Tang Yin seemed to ignore them and continued to walk into the hall.

"Ah——" A guard couldn't bear it anymore, got up from the ground, held the spear in both hands, and rushed towards Tang Yin madly. The latter turned sideways, avoided the sharp edge, and swung his arm slightly outward, and the sharp spiritual armor at the fingertips scratched the guard's neck.

Sand! A line of blood appeared on his throat, and then blood spurted out. He shook a few times in place, the spear fell out of his hand, and he fell to the ground softly.

The other three guards were so scared that they trembled, sat on the ground, and rubbed back repeatedly.

Tang Yin entered the hall, glanced around, and confirmed that there was no one inside. He sighed secretly, where was Li Hong hiding? His eyes finally fell on the three guards, and he asked word by word: "Tell me, where is your king now?"

The three guards looked at each other, and no one spoke.

Seeing this, Tang Yin shook his head, shook off the blood on his palm, then tightened his sickle and approached the three people.

Watching Tang Yin getting closer and closer, and finally standing in front of him, the sickle was raised high, and it stopped in the air, flashing a faint forest light. A guard shouted in a hurry: "The king is not in the palace, but in the prince's mansion!"

"Prince's mansion?" The green light in Tang Yin's eyes became stronger, and he stared at the guard who spoke without blinking, and asked slowly: "Which prince's mansion?"

"It's... the prince's mansion!"

Why did Li Hong suddenly go to Li Dan? Tang Yin approached him, half squatted down, and asked softly: "Are you serious?"

[... Episode 10, Chapter 316...] a! !