Volume 10, Chapter 857

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Chapter 857

"Sir, this time it's not that my subordinates are not doing a good job, but because there is another group of assassins who also want to assassinate Princess Hongxiu. These assassins blocked our people, so..."

Before the middle-aged man finished speaking, the person in the curtain had already chuckled, and said in a soft voice with a bit of laziness: "Do you know why you have always been unappreciated?"

The middle-aged man was startled, and hurriedly bowed his hands and said: "Please read the full text."

"It's very simple, because you have too many excuses, but you can do too little."

The middle-aged man heard the words, his face suddenly changed, and then slowly lowered his head.

"You just said, there is another group of assassins?"

"Yes, sir. This group of assassins is very powerful, and their strength is not inferior to ours." The middle-aged man said hurriedly.

"Oh? This is interesting. Besides me, which other princes or princes want to kill Xiangmei?"

"I don't know."

"If you don't know, go check and find out the identities of those people. Go!"

"Yes! Sir, I'll take my leave!" The middle-aged man bowed again, stepped back a few steps respectfully, and then turned to leave the room.

Tang Yin and Xiao Xiang were still trapped in the small thatched hut. They didn't dare to rush out rashly, and the assassins outside didn't dare to rush in easily. The two sides were in a stalemate.

However, Tang Yin knew that the assassins would not delay too long, and they didn't have that much time to waste.

Sure enough. After stopping for a few minutes, the assassins' attack started again. This time, it was no longer the dark spiritual cultivators who approached the thatched hut, but the light spiritual cultivators.

Tang Yin was in the house. Even if he couldn't see the situation outside, he could clearly feel the strong spiritual pressure around him approaching slowly. His face straightened, he pulled Xiao Xiang behind him, and said in a deep voice: "Come up!"

At this time, Xiao Xiang was very obedient, and had completely lost her usual arrogance. Like an obedient kitten, she lay obediently on Tang Yin's back.

The latter shook off the clothes torn from Xiao Xiang, tied her up again, and then held his breath, just waiting for the opponent's second round of attack.

Not long after, a white shadow first appeared at the door of the room. At the same time, a chaotic spiritual wind blew in from outside, and dense spiritual blades flew all over the sky and shot towards Tang Yin.

The thatched house was narrow and the space was limited. Even if Tang Yin's identity was flexible, there was no room to dodge. He reacted very quickly and completed the spiritual fusion of the weapon and armor in the first time. Then, he raised the arm that was integrated into the spiritual weapon, and the spiritual armor on the arm spread out to the surroundings, instantly forming a large shield to block all the flying spiritual blades.

After the chaotic wind of the spirits dissipated, Tang Yin had no time to fight back when he heard a rumbling sound from his side. A spiritual practitioner broke through the earth wall and flew in from outside.

The spiritual practitioner hit Tang Yin's shoulder headfirst. The latter was unable to stand due to the impact and retreated several steps horizontally. When he finally stabilized his body, the opponent's sword had already stabbed him close.

Tang Yin hurriedly took back the shield on his arm, and at the moment when the spiritual sword was about to stab him, he grabbed the sword tightly. At this time, the spiritual practitioner at the door shouted and rushed to him, and the spiritual sword slashed out, aiming at his neck.

He stepped back and grabbed the spiritual sword and pulled it back. The spiritual practitioner holding the sword was pulled by the force and staggered forward involuntarily, just blocking the spiritual sword chopped by another spiritual practitioner.

Seeing that his sword was about to hit his companion, the man took a breath of cold air and he hurriedly retracted his strength. Tang Yin took this opportunity to kick the opponent hard, with his toes pointing at his abdomen.

The spiritual practitioner frowned secretly, and had no choice but to give up the spiritual sword and retreat. Sha! Tang Yin's kick almost brushed past his chest and abdomen.

Tang Yin had just retreated one person, and before he had time to catch his breath, shouts came from all around the thatched house. Then, four spiritual practitioners broke through the wall or jumped from the roof and attacked Tang Yin together.

These six assassins were all spiritual practitioners with high cultivation, and they were good at fighting. Their moves and retreats were amazingly fast. Tang Yin had already used all his strength at this time. He held the spiritual sword he had just taken away in one hand, and condensed the spiritual armor into a shield with the other arm, fighting one against six.

The two sides fought fast, and the spiritual swords shuttled back and forth in the air, making people dizzy.

As the fierce battle continued, the spiritual pressure in the thatched house was also expanding rapidly. Suddenly, there was a muffled rumble, and the thatched house seemed to explode from the inside out, breaking into pieces, and the earthen walls and the roof flew out together.

Looking at the scene again, the thatched house had disappeared, leaving only the bare ground, and Tang Yin, who was carrying Xiao Xiang, was still fighting a life-and-death battle with six spiritual practitioners.

The dark spiritual practitioners hiding in the wheat field stood up one after another, looked at each other, and then they all started to rotate the chains, and the spiritual knives were spinning rapidly above their heads.

"Kill--" I don't know who shouted first, and as soon as the voice fell, the spiritual knives in the hands of the dark spiritual practitioners were thrown out together, drilling through the gaps between the light spiritual practitioners, and attacking Tang Yin and Xiao Xiang in the crowd.

It was already difficult enough for Tang Yin to resist the siege of six light-type spiritual practitioners. Now, there were so many flying knives attacking him. Even if he tried his best, Tang Yin still seemed flustered and overwhelmed. What was more critical was that he had to distract himself to protect Xiao Xiang who had no ability to defend herself.

In the fierce battle, he just didn't pay attention, and a spiritual knife flew close to him. Tang Yin wanted to dodge at this time, but it was too late. He could only try his best to turn sideways.

With a pounce, the spiritual knife failed to pierce his chest, but it nailed his shoulder.

The force of this knife was so great that it not only penetrated Tang Yin's spiritual armor, but also his shoulder. The tip of the knife protruded from behind his shoulder and almost hurt Xiao Xiang on his back.

The crescent-shaped scimitar locked his shoulder like a hook. The assassin holding the knife's eyes suddenly lit up. Without thinking, he pulled the chain back with all his strength. With a bang, Tang Yin couldn't stand up and fell to the ground sideways.

However, the man did not stop there. He pulled the chain and ran backwards. Pulled by the spiritual knife, Tang Yin fell to the ground and his body was also forcibly dragged into the wheat field.

The six spiritual practitioners who were besieging him were all shocked, and they all roared and jumped into the air. Six people, five swords, stabbed at the fallen Tang Yin from midair.

Tang Yin wanted to stand up, but the assassin who was pulling the chain did not give him a chance to stand up, and kept dragging him to run wildly. Seeing that the five spiritual swords had already stabbed in front of him, Tang Yin, who was lying on the ground, could only parry with the spiritual shield on his arm.

There was a crisp sound in his ears, and the five spiritual swords stabbed the spiritual shield almost at the same time.

The assassins stabbed the sword from a high position. In addition to their own strength, they also incorporated the inertia of their bodies when they fell. The force of just one sword was not light, not to mention that five swords were stabbed at the same time, and the force was more than a thousand pounds.

Tang Yin felt that he was not blocking five spiritual swords, but more like blocking a collapsed mountain. The powerful force pushed his arm back to his chest. With a crisp sound, even the spiritual armor on his chest was smashed by the spiritual armor on his arm.

At the same time, blood slowly flowed from the corners of his mouth.

It had been a long time since Tang Yin had been beaten so badly. In this situation, he could have completely ignored Xiao Xiang's life and death, abandoned her, and chosen to escape by himself. However, as he suffered losses continuously, the anger in his chest was also beaten out.

His eyes shot out a terrifying green light, and he grabbed the chain on his shoulder with his hand. As his mind turned, the dark fire was born. With a whoosh, the dark fire spread rapidly along the chain and burned towards the assassin who was running wildly with the chain.

The man saw the dark fire rushing towards him. He also knew that his cultivation was not as good as Tang Yin's, and his spirit armor could not withstand the burning of the dark fire at all, but he did not let go. He gritted his teeth and dragged Tang Yin in the wheat field, intending to win the last bit of time for his companions.

Huh! The dark fire burned along the chain to his hands, and then spread from his hands to his whole body. Looking at the assassin again, he had become a fire man, with black flames burning all over his body. The spirit armor screamed under the burning of the black fire, and black mist came out of the spirit armor.

He wanted to buy as much time as possible for his companions, but unfortunately he could not hold on for too long. In just a few seconds, his spirit armor was burned by the dark fire, and the soul burning of the dark fire directly burned his body.

The assassin let out a scream as if from purgatory, his legs softened, and he fell to the ground, and a large amount of spirit mist emanated from him. Without the assassin's pulling, Tang Yin was finally able to stand up from the ground.

Swish, swish, swish! Six spiritual practitioners followed him like shadows, falling in front, behind, left and right, still trapping him in the middle.

Tang Yin looked down at the broken spiritual armor on his chest, then raised his hand and stroked it. As the black mist spread from his palm, the broken spiritual armor healed quickly, the cracks gradually disappeared, and in the blink of an eye, it became intact again.

He looked around at the six people around him and said, "Sign up! I don't want to add nameless ghosts under my sword!"

None of the six spiritual practitioners answered, and six pairs of eyes stared at Tang Yin without blinking.

He nodded and said coldly, "It doesn't matter if you don't say it. I will find the answer from the burning of the soul..."

"Youming." Before he finished speaking, a spiritual practitioner suddenly spoke.

"Youming?"

"They are dark." The spiritual practitioner turned around and looked at the dark spiritual practitioners around him, and then said to Tang Yin, "Your Highness, the Wind King, this matter has nothing to do with you. I hope you can hand over Princess Hongxiu to us."