Volume 10, Chapter 725

Tang Yin's body trembled slightly, and the spiritual mist dispersed. Then, he was covered with spiritual armor. At the same time, the saber in his hand was unsheathed as fast as lightning. With a series of crisp sounds of clang, clang, sparks burst out from all around him, and the maple leaves flying towards him bounced in all directions, some fell to the ground, and some were inserted into the wall. TXT download.

"That's all, you can't kill me." Tang Yin turned the spiritual knife in his palm, took a step forward, and said with a sneer.

The three men in black did not respond. They each covered themselves with spiritual armor, drew out the narrow steel sword, shook their hands to spiritualize it, and then rushed towards Tang Yin together.

The three of them were like arrows from a string, and they came close to Tang Yin in an instant. When the three swords were out, they also released spiritual pressure to limit Tang Yin's shadow drift.

Tang Yin responded calmly. Although he didn't have the most handy scimitar now, for him, using other weapons didn't make much difference.

He swung his sword with one hand, and heard three clangs, clangs, clangs, and three spirit swords were blocked by him. Then, the two sides fought back and forth.

The three opponents were fast, and Tang Yin was even more so. The four of them fought together, like a revolving lantern. The shadows in the hall were shaking, turning and jumping constantly, which was dazzling. At the same time, the crisp sound of weapons colliding almost became one.

The fast attack they performed was the most physically demanding. During the battle, there was no pause, not even time to take a deep breath. In addition to attacking, it was blocking.

In just less than five minutes, the two sides had fought no less than two hundred moves. At this time, the speed of the three assassins began to slow down, and their breathing became heavier. In the spirit armor, they were covered with sweat.

On the other hand, Tang Yin was still calm and composed, and his moves and retreats were still extremely fast.

During the fight, he snorted and laughed, saying, "What? Is that all? You've really disappointed me!" As he spoke, he suddenly accelerated his sword and attacked an assassin with five consecutive swords.

The assassin quickly held his sword horizontally to block, and he took Tang Yin's five swords, but he also retreated five steps and leaned against the wall.

"Take another sword from me!" Tang Yin shouted, holding the sword with both hands and swinging it horizontally.

Buzz! The spirit sword broke through the wind, and the whistling sound was piercing. When the blade passed by, the surrounding air produced layers of fluctuations. The assassin gritted his teeth and used all his strength, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand and holding the sword with the other hand, and took Tang Yin's heavy sword.

Clang clang - first there was a deafening sound of iron collision, and then there was a muffled rumble, and the wall behind the assassin was forcibly pushed out with a big hole, and he flew out along the collapsed wall.

Before he landed, Tang Yin had already chased him out, holding the spirit blade high in his hand and swinging it with all his strength. Buzz! The spirit blade broke through the air, and the spirit wave shot out. This narrow spirit wave was more than two meters high, and when it passed through the ground, it tore a long gap in the ground.

Just before the spirit wave approached, another figure jumped out from the side, holding the assassin and jumping out quickly.

Tang Yin stopped and looked up. Well, there were more than a dozen spirit cultivators wearing spirit armor squatting or fighting on the courtyard wall outside. They were of different sizes, and the shapes and colors of the spirit armor were different, and the weapons in their hands were also different.

"Brother Xueren has done his best. It's time for our ghost to take action." As he spoke, a round figure jumped down from the courtyard wall.

This person was originally short and fat, and was covered with a thick layer of spirit armor. When he walked, he was like a ball rolling on the ground. It looked funny and terrifying.

The Earth Ghost Branch of Piao Miao Tang! Tang Yin squinted his eyes. It seemed that Piao Miao Tang had sent out assassins from all three branches tonight. Needless to say, there must be assassins from the Tiantu branch behind.

Tang Yin was not worried or afraid. Instead, he felt that the blood in his body was flowing faster and faster, gradually getting hotter and boiling.

"Interesting, very interesting, haha--" Tang Yin held up the spirit knife and laughed unscrupulously.

He was alone, facing countless assassins in the open and in the dark, and he could laugh without paying attention to others. This spirit alone was incomparable to ordinary people.

The short and fat assassin tilted his head and looked at Tang Yin. At the same time, he put down his hands behind his back. In his palms, there were two short and thin daggers. "It's rare that His Highness Feng Wang can still be so happy now."

"Isn't it even more rare that you have come all the way to die?" Tang Yin stopped laughing, his eyes flashing with a faint green light, staring at the other party.

"Your Highness the Wind King's confidence is admirable, but it's also so stupid that it makes people want to laugh!" Before he finished speaking, he stepped forward quickly, and with both daggers, he slashed at Tang Yin's legs.

He was too short, and Tang Yin was too tall. It was not easy for him to stab Tang Yin above the chest with his daggers.

Seeing that his two daggers came strangely, Tang Yin instinctively retreated backwards, but he just dodged, and the opponent fell to the ground sideways and rolled in front of his feet again, and the two daggers still stabbed at his legs.

Tang Yin frowned secretly, and he retreated again, and the opponent continued to roll forward, and the two daggers also did not leave his legs.

What a strange fighting style, no wonder he was called the Earth Ghost! He dodged the opponent's edge again, and then he raised his spirit knife, aimed at the short and fat assassin below, and slashed with a heavy knife.

His knife was powerful and heavy, and it made a roar when it cut through the air, but the short and fat assassin had no intention of dodging, and held up a single dagger horizontally to take Tang Yin's heavy knife.

A rumbling sound was heard in the earlobes, and a big pit was created on the ground under Tang Yin's feet. The short and fat spiritual practitioner caught Tang Yin's heavy knife with a light dagger, and at the same time, he used another dagger to cut Tang Yin's tendons.

Wow! Tang Yin was quite surprised. Judging from the weapon used by the other party, it should be a light and agile routine. Unexpectedly, he was a power-type spiritual practitioner.

He jumped up and flew out of the pit. Just as his feet were sticking to the ground, the short and fat assassin also rolled out and stabbed his feet fiercely with two daggers.

Tang Yin sneered and thought to himself: It's time to let you see what a real ground rolling knife is! Thinking of this, he shrank back first, and then bounced back like a spring, but he didn't roll on the ground, but pressed the ground with one hand to support his body. His body was almost parallel to the ground, and he swung the knife continuously with one hand, attacking more than ten times in one breath.

His sudden force made the short and fat assassin extremely uncomfortable, and the rhythm of his attack was completely disrupted. His round body involuntarily retreated backwards, and at the same time, he swung his two daggers to block Tang Yin's attack.

On the field, the two of them were close to the ground, one advancing, the other retreating, and the crisp sound of ding-dong-dang continued.

Before the surrounding assassins could see what was going on, the two fighting had already changed. The short and fat assassin screamed first, and then a dagger flew into the air. The dagger spun in the air and had not yet landed, and the other dagger was knocked out. People secretly shouted that it was not good, but it was too late to rescue him at this time. The spiritual knife in Tang Yin's hand had deeply pierced the chest of the short and fat assassin, and the force was so great that it penetrated his body, and the dark fire burned all over his body.

Huh! As the dark fire burned, the pupils of the short and fat spiritual practitioner gradually expanded and turned gray. He fell to the ground powerlessly, and a large amount of spiritual mist emanated from him, and was finally absorbed into Tang Yin's body.

Sha! Pulling out the spiritual knife, without even looking at the corpse under his feet, Tang Yin pointed at the assassins around him and asked with a sinister smile: "Who's next?"

This scene shocked and angered the assassins around him. At the same time, more than a dozen people on the courtyard wall jumped down together, fanning out and slowly surrounding Tang Yin.

Before they made a move, a dozen assassins flashed out from the dark and slowly gathered around Tang Yin.

The number of assassins in the courtyard increased. It didn't take long for the number of assassins to increase to more than 50, and none of them was weak. Any one of them was an outstanding spiritual practitioner.

These people either surrounded Tang Yin or stood on the courtyard wall or the eaves. Invisibly, they had set up several layers of encirclement around Tang Yin.

The spiritual pressure at the scene also became extremely heavy. The grass on the ground was pressed tightly against the ground. The leaves and branches of the surrounding trees fell down one after another. Even ordinary people could see the air at the scene fluctuating and twisting irregularly.

"Kill——"

I don't know who shouted first, and then three figures rushed up from the front and left and right sides of Tang Yin, two spiritual swords and one spiritual spear to attack his throat and left and right ribs.

He secretly said that it was a good time! Tang Yin swung his sword to block. Dang, dang, dang! He stood there without moving, but blocked the opponent's three killing moves with an incredibly fast sword.

He had just defended against the attack of three people, and immediately three more people rushed out, and all three spiritual swords attacked his lower road.

These three people came too fast, and the angle of attack was tricky. Tang Yin was really hard to defend. He jumped up, bounced more than two meters high, and dodged the three people's quick swords.

While he was still in mid-air, more than 20 blood-red maple leaves flew down from the eaves, hitting his vital points.

What a skillful cooperation! Tang Yin gritted his teeth and swung his knife continuously. Although he used all his strength, he was still hit by three maple leaves. The maple leaves were nailed to his back in a triangular shape, causing him to fall down from the air.

Seeing an opportunity, an assassin screamed and rushed forward, using the long knife in his hand as a gun, stabbing Tang Yin's back viciously.

Tang Yin slightly turned his body to avoid the opponent's sharp edge. At the moment when the man put away the knife, he moved like lightning, grabbed the blade, pulled it back with force, and shouted: "Come here!"

The assassin was pulled by the force and stood unsteadily, and rushed towards Tang Yin, who was greeted by a heavy punch on the head.

Bang! The punch hit the assassin's head, and the spiritual armor on his head shattered. Scarlet blood flowed from his head, staining most of his face red.

His body shook a few times, and he fell on his back with his head spinning. Tang Yin immediately stood up and grabbed his face. The dark fire emerged from his palm and burned directly on his face.