Volume 10, Chapter 720

The latest chapter! Su Yang's spirit gun hit Xiong Gu's chest. With a sharp and crisp sound, the spirit armor on Xiong Gu's chest shattered. The fragments bounced high and turned into clouds of mist in the air.

At the same time, Xiong Gu's huge body bounced up more than two meters high and flew backwards. Before he fell to the ground, a figure flashed over and hugged his body.

The person who came over was none other than Bai An. Behind her, another person came quickly, Yan Yan.

Bai An gently put Xiong Gu down, lowered his head and looked again. The latter's face was ashen, his eyes were tightly closed, blood spurted from his nose and mouth, and he was already unconscious.

She subconsciously bit her silver teeth, clenched her fists, raised her head and glared forward, and saw Su Yang standing in front of the two armies in a majestic manner. Qin Feng, who had just fired the cold arrow, also came out and stood side by side with Su Yang.

She slowly stood up, raised the spiritual sword in her hand, pointed at Su Yang, and shouted: "I want your head!"

As she spoke, she leaned forward and charged forward as fast as lightning. Afraid that she might make a mistake, Yan Yan followed immediately and fought with Bai An against two generals, Su Yang and Qin Feng.

Bai An's spiritual power was much higher than that of Xiong Gu. When she and Su Yang stood together, they were equally matched and they were fighting inextricably.

However, Yan Yan's spiritual strength was not inferior to Bai An's, and was even better. It was more difficult for Qin Feng to fight him. After only twenty rounds, he was already in danger.

Seeing Bai An and Yan Yan, who were determined to avenge Xiong Gu, becoming more and more courageous as they fought, Su Yang and Qin Feng looked dwarfed by them. At this time, An Jun's camp split to the left and right, and two more people walked out of it.

The two men did not wear helmets or armor, only wearing loose casual clothes, with gorgeous and exquisite swords hanging from their waists. They looked like two rangers, and they were incompatible with the brightly armored Anjun around them.

The two men watched the battlefield for a moment, then looked at each other and smiled. One of them stepped forward and shouted loudly: "General Su, General Qin, you two come back quickly, let my brother fight instead!"

Hearing the shouts, Su Yang and Qin Feng both feinted and jumped outside the circle. They glared at Bai An and Yan Yan fiercely, and said in unison: "You and I will fight again later!" After saying that, they both returned to Anjun's camp.

Bai An and Yan Yan already have the upper hand, so there is no way they are willing to let them go.

The two glanced at each other, and then pursued them with all their strength. Before they could get close to Su Yang and Qin Feng, two middle-aged men in casual clothes came forward. They swung their swords at the same time, picking off Bai An and Yan Yan respectively.

I thought to myself, What a fast sword! Bai and Yan hurriedly parried, and with two crisp sounds of clang and clang, their forward figures were forcefully pushed back by the two swords.

ah? Bai An and Yan Yan were both shocked. This person came with such a high level of cultivation!

These two middle-aged men dressed in casual clothes were Lu Yong and Ye Zhuo, two disciples of Huangfu Xiutai.

The two of them sneered and stood in front of Bai An and Yan Yan. Lu Yong looked at Bai An across from him up and down, and said with a smile: "I can't tell, it turns out to be a woman, but I don't know that she is so tall and strong." What’s your figure and appearance like?”

"Then let's capture her and see what happens." Ye Zhuo said expressionlessly.

Listening to their harsh words, Bai An's face turned ugly, and the phoenix eyes exposed outside the spiritual armor were about to spit out fire. Yan Yan was also furious, and the palm holding the spirit gun made a rattling sound.

Bai An was the first to strike, and the spiritual sword swept out and struck Lu Yong's neck. At the same time, Yan Yan also stabbed Ye Zhuo three times on the opposite side.

Lu Yong and Ye Zhuo faced the battle calmly. In their eyes, Bai An and Yan Yan's spiritual martial arts were not bad, but they were barely good. Compared with them, they were not on the same level at all.

During the battle, the two of them were like a cat playing with a mouse, and they could chat and laugh from time to time. It seemed that the more they made each other angry, the happier they were.

Just when Bai An and Yan Yan were being teased by each other, they suddenly heard someone in the Feng Jun crowd laugh and say: "Lu Yong, Ye Zhuo, you two are teasing two young men, you must have the right identity!"

Hearing these words, Lu Yong and Ye Zhuo were both shocked. They both stepped outside the battlefield and then raised their heads to watch.

I saw a person slowly walking out of the Feng Army. He was about thirty years old, with a medium build and handsome appearance. He had a smile on his face and looked kind and harmless.

Seeing this person's appearance clearly, the two of them couldn't help but take a breath and blurted out: "Young Master?"

The person who came out of Fengjun was none other than Ren Xiao. He said with a smile: "Lu Yong, Ye Zhuo, you two are also well-known figures in Shenchi. Why are you wading in the muddy water between Feng'an and Feng'an here? You two listen to me and go back to Shenchi as soon as possible!"

"This..." Lu Yong and Ye Zhuo looked at each other and lowered their heads in silence. It stands to reason that the two of them should obey the Young Master's words. However, it was the master's order to come here to help the army. Now that the master has not spoken, how can they dare to go back privately?

After pondering for a while, Lu Yong raised his hands and said, "Sir, please forgive me for not obeying my orders! Junior brother Ye and I have accepted An Guo's money and are currently employed by An Guo. If we return to Shenchi now, wouldn't we break our trust to An Guo and be disrespectful to An Guo?" My Shenchi’s reputation.”

Ren Xiao frowned secretly, but his tone was still gentle, and he said softly: "How much money you two have taken from An Guo, just pay it back to them."

"But the money we collected at the beginning has been spent by the two of us." Lu Yong didn't know how to reject Ren Xiao, so he could only tell lies to get through.

"How much money will it cost? I can repay it, right?" Ren Xiao asked with a smile.

"This..." Lu Yong raised his hands and said with a look of embarrassment: "How dare you, a villain, trouble the young master?"

Ren Xiao still wanted to speak. At this time, Tang Yin slowly walked out of the crowd, came to Ren Xiao's side, and said leisurely: "Brother Ren, since I have made up my mind to help An Jun to the end, no matter how many people you tell me, I can't help you." I can’t listen!”

While he was talking, he winked at Ren Xiao cheerfully. The implication was that it was hard to persuade the damn ghost with good words. It was going to rain, the mother was getting married, and Lu Yong and Ye Zhuo were only thinking about it. If you want to die, there is nothing anyone can do.

well! Ren Xiao sighed helplessly in his heart, nodded, stopped talking, and turned around.

"Young Master..." Lu Yong wanted to stop Ren Xiao and explain to him, but Tang Yin was already standing between the two of them with a smile, blocking his view. Lu Yong looked Tang Yin up and down and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you? Get out of the way!"

"It's ridiculous that you dare to come against Feng Jun even if you don't know me." Tang Yin said with a smile, then he lowered his head and looked around. He saw a steel knife not far away. He walked up to pick it up and waved it casually. I swung it, it was a little too light, but it still felt usable.

He leisurely transformed the steel sword into spirit, and then slowly put on the spirit armor, as if he was taking a leisurely stroll.

Seeing that he didn't take him seriously at all, and it seemed that he was planning to use random weapons to fight with him, Lu Yong was furious. His eyes gleamed, and he gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "You are seeking death!"

"It's not me who's looking for death, but your Excellency, look at the knife!"

Before Tang Yin could finish his words, he suddenly stomped the ground with one foot. With a muffled sound, a dent was made in the ground. At the same time, his whole body was shot out like an arrow from a string, and he arrived in an instant. Lu Yong came forward, swung his arm and struck hard.

Lu Yong snorted coldly and raised his sword to parry.

When the bang-rang was heard, the deafening collision of iron weapons was like thunder in the clear sky. Lu Yong felt like he was not holding up a spiritual sword, but more like blocking a collapsing giant mountain.

He felt his body slump downwards, and when he looked down, his legs had actually sunk into the soil.

"Ah!" Lu Yong shouted angrily, and used all his strength to deflect Tang Yin's steel knife. Then he slammed his other hand on the ground, and he jumped out of the pit. Then, he struck back with his sword and slashed Tang Yin's sword. neck.

Tang Yin leaned back, dodged the opponent's sharp edge, kicked out with one foot, and hooked Lu Yong's sword-holding wrist with his toes.

What a weird trick this is! Lu Yong was startled and hurriedly retracted his arm. Tang Yin's waist was like a spring. It originally leaned back, but bounced back in the blink of an eye. He leaned forward, and the steel knife fell down again.

With the experience of the last head-to-head confrontation, Lu Yong already knew that his opponent's cultivation was profound and was definitely not inferior to his own. This time he used all his strength, holding the sword in both hands, to receive Tang Yin's heavy blow.

Unexpectedly, when he saw the opponent's heavy sword slashing down, there was no collision, and the spiritual sword directly penetrated his spiritual sword.

No, it’s an afterimage! When Lu Yong realized that something was wrong, Tang Yin had already used Shadow Drift to dodge behind him. The spiritual sword was attached to the dark fire and stabbed viciously into his back.

Anyone else would definitely not have been able to catch Tang Yin's fatal blow, but Lu Yong was Huangfu Xiutai's favorite direct disciple. Not only did he have profound cultivation, but his reactions were also astonishingly fast. At the critical moment, he threw himself forward without thinking.

sand! The spiritual sword burning with dark fire passed over his back, and the dark fire burned a dent in the spiritual armor on his back.

"Dark Inner Sect Spiritual Cultivator? Are you Tang Yin?" Lu Yong, who rolled out, looked at the black flames on Tang Yin's spiritual knife and broke into a cold sweat.

"Hehe!" Tang Yin gave a weird laugh and didn't answer. He rushed forward again with a knife, swish, swish, swish. This time he used three knives in a row, sweeping Lu Yong's upper, middle and lower directions.

Lu Yong mustered up his energy and fought with all his strength. His attacks became harder and faster, all of them aimed at Tang Yin's vital points.

He knew about the feud between Tang Yin and his master. It was rare to meet Tang Yin himself. He didn't want to miss this opportunity. He wanted to kill Tang Yin with the sword and vent his anger on his master.

Lu Yong, who used his true skills, was extremely understanding. Sand and stones were flying around him, and a whirlwind seemed to be blowing with him as the center. At the same time, Ye Zhuo, who was watching the battle, also emitted spiritual pressure to help Lu Yong and help him limit Tang Yin's shadow drift. .

The two of them were going back and forth on the field, making moves as fast as stone, fire or lightning. But for people outside the field, they could not see anything. The dust on the field was already filling the sky, completely obscuring the figures of Tang Yin and Lu Yong.