Volume 10, Chapter 730
Chapter 730
As Tang Yin's head fell off, the two shadow clones that pounced on Huangfu Yucheng suddenly dispersed into spiritual energy and disappeared into nothing. .
"Haha!" Seeing Tang Yin's head fall far away, Huangfu Yucheng laughed wildly on his back and said: "The Wind King died in my hands, haha, the Wind King actually died in my hands, haha——"
The feeling of killing the king of a country with his hands was so wonderful, and this was enough for him to show off for a lifetime. Huangfu Yucheng kept laughing wildly, and the sound of laughter rose and fell in the woods and lingered for a long time.
Just when Huangfu Yucheng was forgetful and laughing wildly, he didn't notice that the headless corpse kneeling in front of him was quickly igniting black flames.
Without warning, the arm of the headless corpse suddenly stretched forward and stabbed directly into the lower abdomen of Huangfu Yucheng in front of him.
The attack came so suddenly and so unbelievably that no one, including Huangfu Yucheng, could imagine that the headless corpse could still attack.
The laughter suddenly stopped, and Huangfu Yucheng's eyes suddenly widened. With an expression of disbelief, he slowly lowered his head and saw that Tang Yin's arm had completely deformed and turned into a long The sharp arm knife pierced his spiritual armor and penetrated deeply into his lower abdomen. The fire of darkness was burning into his body along the arm knife.
This...how is this possible? Huangfu Yucheng couldn't figure out what was going on. He had his head cut off and he could still attack him. Could it be that he was a bad ghost? The hairs all over his body stood up, and he instinctively drove the spiritual energy in his body to block the invasion of the dark fire.
"I've been telling you that it's not that easy to kill me." At that moment, a voice suddenly came from the woods, and with the sound of rustling grass, a group of people walked out of the woods.
The leader has a slender figure, wearing a well-fitting and gorgeous black brocade dress, with a delicate jade belt tied around his waist. Looking at his face, he has sharp eyebrows and tiger eyes, and is extremely handsome. Isn't this person Tang Yin or who is it?
Walking side by side with him was Ren Xiao, the Seventh Young Master of Shenchi, followed by Asan, Asi, Yin Lan, Cheng Jin and others.
Another Tang Yin appeared again? So, who is this Tang Yin who has been fighting against him? Could it be... a shadow clone? But how could the shadow clone create another clone?
Huangfu Yucheng stared blankly at Tang Yin and others, speechless.
Tang Yin clasped his hands behind his back and walked slowly closer. Then he squatted down and picked up the severed head on the ground. His mouth opened slightly. As he inhaled, the severed head began to vaporize from the top of his head and turned into white. The mist was inhaled by Tang Yin.
"You said that you are a cautious person and never fight an uncertain battle, but why am I not like this? Do you think that I can survive to this day just by luck? In fact, I am better than anyone else. Be careful, be cautious, do you think I can really deal with so many Piaomiao Hall assassins and you alone?"
Tang Yin inhaled the entire severed head into his body, clapped his hands, threw away the remaining maple leaf, then shook his head and said, "People only want to see what they want to see." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand He took out his fingers and stuck the blood on the corpse. The blood vaporized on his fingertips and instantly turned into spiritual energy.
is fake! It turns out everything is fake! Not only are the people fake, but even the blood flowing out is fake. Is this the mystery of the shadow clone? Huangfu Yucheng trembled suddenly, looked at Tang Yin, and asked intermittently: "Why... why..."
As if he knew what he was asking, Tang Yin looked at Huangfu Yucheng, who was pale and trembling, and then looked down at the arm knife inserted into his lower abdomen that was burning with the fire of darkness. He nodded and said with a slight smile: "In the darkness. You can persist for so long when the fire continues to enter your body. You are worthy of being a disciple of the Great Elder Shenchi." After a pause, he took a deep breath and asked, "Have you never heard of 'Shadow Fission'? ?”
Shadow Fission? By the way, this is the legendary Shadow Fission. The advanced skill of Shadow Clone can further divide the Shadow Clone and then split into clones. Huangfu Yucheng understood everything, but it was too late. The dark fire that continuously invaded his body was quickly burning the spiritual energy in his body.
He gritted his teeth, used all his strength, and roared with a trembling voice: "I don't accept it...I don't accept you..."
Tang Yin nodded, patted the headless corpse, and said with a smile: "You do have a reason to be unconvinced. If it hadn't been for the shadow clone tonight, I might have been splattered with blood by now, but again, this is The battlefield is not a competition, and soldiers are always deceitful. No matter whether you are convinced or not, now that you lose, your life should be mine!" As soon as he finished speaking, he took out his sword and shook it. Spiritualized, the fire of darkness spreads to the sword.
Seeing that he was going to give him the final blow, Huangfu Yucheng smelled the approach of death. His scalp was numb and his hair almost stood on end. He subconsciously looked at Ren Xiao and screamed: "Seventh Young Master, save me... "
Before Ren Xiao could reply, Tang Yin said first, "I only think of your seventh son now, it's too late!"
As he spoke, he thrust the spiritual sword forward in his hand, and heard a pop. The spiritual sword penetrated Huangfu Yucheng's throat. The sharp edge entered from the front of his neck and came out at the base of his neck.
Huangfu Yucheng couldn't say a word anymore. His wide-open mouth only made strange gurgling noises. A strange dark fire came out of his throat and burned back onto his face.
This was a fatal sword. No matter how deep Huangfu Yucheng's cultivation was, he could no longer withstand the burning fire of darkness.
The spiritual armor on his body all dissipated, and a large amount of mist continued to flow into his body, which showed the depth of Huangfu Yucheng's cultivation and the abundance of spiritual energy.
Tang Yin greedily and impatiently absorbed every wisp of spiritual energy from the other party's body, taking it all into his body. After two minutes, Huangfu Yucheng's spiritual energy was the most abundant one Tang Yin had ever absorbed. The amount of spiritual energy he absorbed was so much that even he was shocked. Until he sucked the last bit of spiritual energy in the air, he took back the shadow clone with only the headless body left.
With the return of the shadow clone, plus Huangfu Yucheng who had been sucked away earlier, Tang Yin felt that his body began to swell up, which was a normal reaction to absorbing too much spiritual energy at one time.
Ren Xiao, who was standing aside, looked at Huangfu Yucheng's body, and then looked at Tang Yin who was standing silently with his eyes closed. He couldn't help shaking his head. In fact, he wanted to persuade Tang Yin to let Huangfu Yucheng go. This man was hateful and deserved to be killed, but he was Huangfu Xiutai's nephew after all. Killing him would deepen the hatred between Tang Yin and Huangfu Xiutai and make it more difficult to resolve. Now, even if Tang Yin was willing to return Jiang Banxue, Huangfu Xiutai would probably come to fight him.
After a long time, Tang Yin finally opened his eyes, glanced at the corpse on the ground, and said, "Asan, Asi."
"My king?" Asan and Asi hurried forward and saluted.
"Ask someone to bring Huangfu Yucheng's body back to Shenchi, and tell the people in Shenchi that if you want to seek revenge on me, just come, the more the better, I welcome you very much!" Tang Yin said, turned around, and waved his hand while walking out of the woods, saying, "Return to the city!"
Huangfu Yucheng died, and it can be said that he died unjustly. In terms of real strength, he was not inferior to Tang Yin, and even used the advanced wind-splitting clone technique to deal with Tang Yin's immature shadow illusion prison. It was very effective.
However, as Tang Yin said, people only want to see what he wants to see, and Huangfu Yucheng was not an exception.
His carelessness and self-confidence eventually sent him to hell, and the assassins of Piaomiao Hall also suffered heavy losses that night. At least thirty elite assassins were killed by Tang Yin's clone.
When Tang Yin and his group returned to the City Lord's Mansion, a large number of guards had gathered here, cleaning up the bodies and repairing the damaged houses and walls on the spot.
"The City Lord's Mansion is severely damaged and it is difficult to move in. Your Majesty should stay in the military camp outside the city!" Yin Lan persuaded in a low voice.
This time Tang Yin did not object. He looked up at the ruined City Lord's Mansion and nodded and said, "Okay! We still have to continue to go south in the next two days. It is more convenient to live in the military camp."
As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Ren Xiao who had been silent all the time and asked, "Brother Ren, why don't you say anything? Are you worried?"
"Yes!" Ren Xiao nodded and said sincerely, "I am worried that Elder Huangfu will make a comeback and even go out in person. By then, I am afraid I can't stop him."
Tang Yin's eyes condensed, and he subconsciously grasped the Longyin Sword left by Huangfu Yucheng, and asked, "Tell me, with my current strength, is it possible to defeat Huangfu Xiutai?"
Ren Xiao looked at Tang Yin deeply, shook his head and said, "No."
"Not even a 10% chance?" Tang Yin is still far away! Ren Xiao sighed in his heart, but he didn't say it, just shook his head silently.
"If my cultivation can break through the Lingkong realm and enter the Linghuanmie realm, then I should have the strength to fight Huangfu Xiutai." Tang Yin said, as if asking and talking to himself.
Ren Xiao heard this and smiled bitterly in his heart. Breaking through the Lingkong realm is a goal that most spiritual practitioners cannot achieve in their lifetime. Even Ren Xiao himself estimated that it would take him another ten years to break through the Lingshen realm, and to break through the Lingkong realm, he would have to continue to practice hard for at least twenty years. For Tang Yin, it seems that this goal can be achieved at any time.
Of course, Ren Xiao also understood that as a spiritual practitioner of the dark inner sect, and the king of a country, and in a turbulent time, Tang Yin had all the conditions to break through the realm of cultivation in a short period of time.
It can be said that Tang Yin's spiritual cultivation path is unique, unprecedented, and there will be no one to come in the future.