Volume 10, Chapter 858
Chapter 858
"Hand her over to you? Then what are you going to do with her?" Tang Yin sneered as he grabbed the scimitar stuck in his shoulder and pulled it out little by little.
As the scimitar was pulled out, blood flowed out. Seeing Tang Yin's actions, the six spiritual practitioners were also secretly shocked.
As the king of a country, who is not spoiled? Even if there is only a small cut on the body, he will cry out to the sky. However, Tang Yin seemed to have no feeling. He just pulled out the scimitar that pierced his shoulder blade. From beginning to end, he didn't make a sound. This extraordinary willpower alone is enough to make people feel heartbroken.
The spiritual practitioner who spoke took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Your Highness asked too many questions."
"Humph!" Tang Yin snorted and laughed, waved and threw the drawn scimitar to the ground, and said: "This king also wants to advise you that this place is not far from Zhaoyang, and the army of Sichuan will arrive immediately. When the army arrives, none of you can escape, and then your Holy King can't save you!"
Hearing this, the faces of the spiritual practitioners and Xiao Xiang changed at the same time. The assassins were surprised that Tang Yin actually knew their identities, and Xiao Xiang was surprised that the assassin was actually from Shenchi, not those brothers who were ordered by her.
The spiritual practitioner's eyes condensed and said coldly: "So, we must complete the task before the Sichuan army arrives."
Tang Yin shrugged and said: "It seems that you have made up your mind to stick to it. In this case, then show your best skills!" As he spoke, he raised the spiritual sword in his hand and pointed it at the assassin opposite.
Seeing this, the spiritual practitioners looked at each other, and then retreated slowly without any agreement. Xiao Xiang saw it clearly, and couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief. Tang Yin's words seemed to have worked, and the assassins were really going to retreat.
But Tang Yin didn't think so. In his opinion, this was a sign that the assassins were preparing to launch the final attack.
Among the six spiritual practitioners, the spiritual swords in the hands of five of them flashed with a rosy glow, and the spiritual armor on the body of the other one flashed with light.
In the blink of an eye, the six people completed the spiritual transformation of the soldiers and the spiritual transformation of the armor respectively, and then the five spiritual swords after the spiritual transformation attacked Tang Yin together.
The spiritual transformation of the soldiers of these five people all went for the Yin and soft system. The spiritual swords became extremely soft, as if they had turned into whips, but Tang Yin understood that this seemingly soft spiritual sword was indestructible and could cut iron like mud.
Three spiritual practitioners threw the spiritual swords in their hands directly at Tang Yin, and the spiritual swords of the other two were inserted into the ground. Seeing the three swords coming, Tang Yin jumped into the air, jumping more than two meters high, and dodged the three spiritual swords together.
But what was incredible was that the three spiritual swords were like living spiritual snakes. After stabbing into the air, the sword tips immediately changed direction and continued to stab Tang Yin from bottom to top.
He was in the air, with no place to borrow strength and no way to dodge. He could only use all his strength to point the spiritual swords in his hands downward three times. He heard three consecutive crisp sounds in his ears, and the three spiritual swords that stabbed over were blocked by him.
And just as he landed, two sword tips suddenly jumped up from the ground, just aiming at the soles of his feet. It turned out that the two people who stabbed the spiritual swords into the ground used the characteristics of the spiritual transformation of the soldiers to attack Tang Yin from the ground.
At this time, Tang Yin was no longer able to dodge, let alone block. At the critical moment, he applied the spiritual combination of the soldiers and armor on his arms to his feet. At that moment, the spiritual armor on his feet became as tough as spiritual soldiers.
Tang Yin had no idea whether the spiritual combination of soldiers and armor could resist the spiritual transformation of the opponent's soldiers. The reason why he did this was that he was forced to do nothing and could only take the risk and try.
There were two crisp sounds coming from his feet. His feet stepped firmly on the tips of the two spiritual swords, but the spiritual swords failed to pierce his armor and were directly stepped back into the ground.
Tang Yin was secretly happy, knowing that his armor and spiritual combination could block the opponent's spiritual transformation of the soldier, and the next response became much easier.
On the contrary, the six spiritual practitioners did not expect that Tang Yin's cultivation was so profound that their spiritual transformation of the soldier could not break his spiritual combination of the soldier and armor.
Several people looked at each other and changed the target of attack together. Tang Yin was not in their mission, and he was too difficult to deal with. Instead of wasting time on him, it was better to attack Xiao Xiang who had no resistance.
The six people changed their tactics with the characteristics of the spiritual transformation of the soldier, bypassed Tang Yin with soft spiritual swords, and turned to attack Xiao Xiang behind him. Their temporary change of fighting style did make Tang Yin a little uncomfortable.
If the opponent's killer moves were all directed at him, he could block, dodge, and even respond naturally without thinking, relying on the practical experience accumulated over the years, but the opponent's target changed to Xiao Xiang behind him, which gradually put him in a passive position.
Tang Yin became more and more awkward and impatient, but the opponent was no exception.
The spiritual transformation of soldiers is a skill that consumes a lot of spiritual energy and cannot be maintained for a long time. In addition, the Sichuan Army may arrive at any time. Seeing that the battle is dragging on, the assassins are all anxious.
While the six light-type spiritual practitioners launched a frenzy attack on Tang Yin, the dark-type spiritual practitioners also quietly entered the battle, throwing out spiritual knives from time to time to attack Tang Yin.
Tang Yin shook his head secretly while fighting. It was not an option to continue like this. Even if he was not hurt by the opponent, there was no guarantee that Xiao Xiang would not suffer any loss. Thinking of this, he poured his spiritual energy into the spiritual sword. At the same time, the spiritual sword in his hand flashed with dazzling light, and the spiritual transformation of the weapon was completed. Then, he aimed at the six difficult light-type people. The spiritual cultivator casts Ghost Blood Blade? Violence? Six consecutive battles.
The transformed illusion soared into the sky and flew straight towards the six spiritual cultivators. The spiritual sword slashed out, making a whistling sound of ghosts crying and gods howling. The assassin who bore the brunt quickly retracted his spiritual sword and parried the giant sword struck by the illusion.
Bang! With a loud and ear-piercing sound, the assassin was knocked back a few steps. The illusion stopped pursuing, turned around, and pounced on another assassin.
None of the six cultivators were spared, and they all withstood a heavy blow from the illusion. However, their cultivation was deep enough, and the weapons they used were spiritual weapons after spiritual transformation, so they were not injured by the illusion.
In fact, Tang Yin didn't expect that the Ghost Blood Blade Fury he cast could hurt them. He just wanted to repel them. Taking advantage of the gap between the six people being knocked back, he turned around and ran away.
Seeing that Tang Yin was about to run away again, the surrounding dark spiritual cultivators immediately chased after him. Two of them blocked Tang Yin's way and used both swords to separate his face and lower abdomen.
Tang Yin waved his sword to block, and while deflecting the opponent's swords, he took advantage of the situation and rushed in front of the two assassins. His spiritual sword swept across and slashed towards their necks.
The two assassins secretly whispered so fast that they were unable to resist, so they had to use Shadow Drift to get out of the way of Tang Yin. As soon as the two of them dodged away, there were immediately more assassins to fill in, and this time there were three people rushing towards them together.
The three assassins jumped high and threw three spiritual knives in the air. Tang Yin narrowed his eyes slightly and saw the trajectory of the flying spirit knife. He was about to use his sword to parry, but at this moment, a sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly came from the side.
The sound of breaking wind was so rapid that even Tang Yin didn't see clearly what was going on. He just heard several muffled sounds in mid-air.
When he looked up again, the three assassins jumping in the air were all struck by several spiritual swords. They didn't even make a sound. They were killed on the spot and fell straight down.
Yo! It's a spiritual archer! Tang Yin's heart moved, and he turned to look in the direction where the spiritual arrow was shot. He saw a horse team running quickly in the distance. The knights on the horse were the princess' honor guard responsible for protecting Xiao Xiang.
Finally got here! After Tang Yin saw it, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief. However, their appearance was undoubtedly like a blow to the assassin, and everyone was shocked and retreated involuntarily.
The six spiritual cultivators first looked at Tang Yin, and then at the cavalry that had already rushed over. They all lamented in their hearts. The leader among them shouted in a deep voice: "Get out!"
As he spoke, he turned around and ran away. A few of them jumped out and disappeared into the endless wheat fields. Upon seeing this, the other assassins dispersed and got into the wheat fields. In the blink of an eye, the assassins on the scene had disappeared without a trace.
Xiao Xiang, who had been silent and trembling, became energetic at this time, twisting back and forth on Tang Yin's back, urging: "Stop standing here, chase after him quickly, at least catch him. A living person..."
Before she finished speaking, Tang Yin had already untied the clothes tied around his waist. Xiao Xiang, who was behind him, was unprepared and fell down suddenly, sitting heavily on the ground.
Although the field was soft, Xiao Xiang still grinned in pain, raised his head and glared at Tang Yin and shouted: "You... hit me?"
"Pay attention to your attitude towards your savior." Tang Yin didn't turn his head or look at him. He raised his eyes to look at the oncoming cavalry.
Not long after, the cavalry rushed forward. Asan, Asi, and Yin Lan, who were among the cavalry, immediately got off their horses and rushed to Tang Yin. Seeing blood on his shoulder, they hurriedly asked: "Your Majesty. ,You are hurt?"
The rest of the guards who came over also dismounted and surrounded Xiao Xiang. They looked back and forth. When they saw that Xiao Xiang was safe and sound, the guards' hearts dropped with their throats raised.
Tang Yin took off the spiritual armor on his body, turned to look at the wound on his shoulder, smiled lightly, and said, "It's just a small injury, it doesn't matter!"
He said it was a minor injury, but Asan, Asi, and Yin Lan were not blind. The wound had obviously penetrated his shoulder, so how could it be a minor injury. Without saying a word, Yin Lan immediately took out the golden sore medicine from her arms, tore open the clothes on Tang Yin's shoulders, and applied medicine to stop the bleeding.
Ah San and Ah Si also took out bandages and helped Yin Lan bandage Tang Yin's wounds.
While the three of them were busy treating Tang Yin's wounds, Xiao Xiang separated from the escort and came over. When she saw the wound on his shoulder, her heart trembled.
She was lying on Tang Yin's back just now, and with the spiritual armor blocking her, she couldn't see his injuries, and she didn't expect them to be so serious. Now that she could see clearly, she couldn't help but secretly sigh in her heart, she was so seriously injured. He can still fight vigorously with the assassins behind his back as if nothing is wrong. What kind of person is he? Doesn't he know pain?