Volume 10 Chapter 989
Episode 10, Chapter 989
So this person is Tang Yin! Guanghanting was shocked and subconsciously looked at Tang Yin again.
It can be said that his plan and layout were perfect, but it was ruined by Tang Yin. He not only destroyed his plan, but also made everything he had worked hard for hundreds of years in Shenchi vanish in an instant.
He unconsciously gripped the hilt of the sword and said ruthlessly, "So you are the Wind King Tang Yin!"
"That's right! We finally meet again." Tang Yin sat on the horse, ignoring the murderous aura emanating from Guanghanting, and said leisurely, "When was the last time we met? It's been too long, I can't remember it clearly."
Guanghanting frowned. Have I met Tang Yin? Impossible!
Judging from his age, he can't be more than 30 years old at most. In the past 30 years, I have been practicing in seclusion in Shenchi. How could Tang Yin have seen me? Has he been to Shenchi before?
He was puzzled and asked, "Where have we met before?"
"The past is too painful to recall, so let's not talk about it." Tang Yin was not here to reminisce with Guanghan Ting, but to take his head.
He slowly raised his hand, pointed his finger at Guanghan Ting, and said, "If you surrender now, I might consider giving you a dignified death. If you continue to resist, you will see that the army around here can trample you into a pulp even if they only have one person."
"Haha——" Guanghan Ting laughed wildly and said, "I am the dignified Holy King of Shenchi. Do you dare to dream of killing me, just like you ordinary people?"
Hearing this, Tang Yin shook his head secretly. He didn't know whether Guanghan Ting had lived too long or he was used to being the boss in Shenchi, and he had almost regarded himself as a god.
However, no matter how mysterious and incredible this soul swallowing was, it could not change the fact that he was a flesh and blood body. He would be limited by the limits of the human body.
"This king has pointed out a clear path for you, but if you don't choose it, you will suffer and humiliate yourself--"
Tang Yin hadn't finished speaking when Guanghan Ting suddenly stepped forward and shouted, "This king wants your life first!" As he spoke, he leaped up, holding the sword with both hands, and chopped down Huashan fiercely.
Seeing this, Nie Zhen was shocked. Tang Yin couldn't die. He was still counting on Tang Yin to help him ascend the throne of the Holy King! Before Tang Yin could respond, Nie Zhen rushed forward and pulled Tang Yin out.
Crack! Guanghan Ting's powerful sword didn't hit Tang Yin, but it split his horse in two from the center.
Tang Yin frowned secretly, not because of Guanghan Ting's heavy sword, but because he felt that Nie Zhen was too troublesome. Without him, could he not stop Guanghan Ting's move?
Seeing Nie Zhen pulling Tang Yin away, Guanghan Ting was furious. He roared again and dragged the Sword Emperor to chase Tang Yin. However, at this time, the surrounding elders had rushed forward and blocked Guanghan Ting.
The two sides did not waste any extra words and immediately fought together.
Now it is not so easy for Guanghan Ting to defeat the elders. It is not that the strength of the elders has increased, but his own strength has been sharply reduced. Not to mention how much spiritual energy he has consumed, his physical strength has begun to overdraw.
During the battle, the elders felt that Guanghan Ting's offensive was getting weaker and weaker, and they were getting more and more relaxed. Gradually, only four elders were left on the field to fight Guanghan Ting. The rest of the elders sat around, resting and watching the battle.
If it was when Guanghan Ting was in his prime, the four elders would not be able to defeat him. But now, even the four elders are difficult for him to deal with.
The two sides fought for more than fifty rounds. Guanghan Ting was not careful and his ribs were cut by an elder's spiritual sword.
The spirit sword tore open the spirit armor on his body and cut a small cut under his ribs. The wound was not big, nor deep, just a little skin cut, but seeing Guanghan Ting was red, people's minds could not help but be shocked. They fought with Guanghan Ting from morning to noon, and from noon to afternoon. The two sides had fought for hundreds and thousands of rounds, but Guanghan Ting could always hurt them, but they could not hurt Guanghan Ting at all. Now he was finally injured, how could people not be encouraged.
Nie Zhen stood up subconsciously and shouted excitedly: "Guanghan Ting is injured, Guanghan Ting is already injured..."
The elders were excited and excited, and Guanghan Ting on the battlefield was furious. This was the first time he was injured since he became the Holy King of Shenchi. How could he bear it?
He used all his strength and made several moves to *repel three elders. Then, he returned a sword and cut the neck of the last elder.
It was Guanghan Ting who was injured by his sword just now. The latter hated him so much that he attacked with all his strength. His sword was too fast, so fast that the elder had no time to dodge. He could only stand up the spiritual sword in his hand and inject a large amount of spiritual energy into the spiritual sword.
Clang! In the piercing and crisp sound, the Sword Emperor and the spiritual sword collided firmly.
The elder felt an extremely powerful force sweeping towards him. He could not stand, leaned back, and retreated repeatedly. Guanghan Ting's body was as fast as lightning, and he followed him straight forward, swinging his arm and hitting the opponent's waist with another heavy sword.
The elder was still unable to dodge and could only bite the bullet and block with his sword again. However, this time, the spiritual energy he injected into the spiritual sword was much smaller. Dang! Kacha! After two consecutive crisp sounds, the elder's spiritual sword broke and the elder was also shocked and flew out. When he landed, the spiritual armor on his palm was broken, and his palm was exposed. There was an obvious crack at the tiger's mouth, and blood was constantly flowing out.
The three elders who were previously repelled by him were shocked. One of them shouted and flew towards Guanghan Ting, and at the same time, he stabbed him in the back with a sword. Guanghan Ting didn't even turn his head, as if he didn't see the killing move behind him, and continued to chop the sword king in his hand forward.
Kacha! Pounce! Poor elder, he had just injured Guanghan Ting, but he was chopped into two pieces by his sword. But Guanghan Ting didn't get much advantage. He killed the elder to vent his anger, but he was also injured in the left shoulder by a sword stabbed from behind.
The sword pierced from the back of Guanghan Ting's left shoulder and stretched out in front of his shoulder. The force was so great that it penetrated his front and back layers of spiritual armor.
Without waiting for the other party to put away his sword, Guanghan Ting raised his hand and grabbed the tip of the sword sticking out of his shoulder, not giving the other party a chance to draw his sword. At the same time, he swept back with a sword.
Puff! The sword swept right into the elder's waist, cutting a foot-long cut in his lower abdomen, and scarlet blood and white intestines flowed out.
Turning back and kicking his body away, Guanghan Ting raised his hand to pull out the spiritual sword on his shoulder, threw it to the ground fiercely, and asked in a grim voice: "Is there anyone who is not afraid of death who can come and fight with me?"
At this time, Guanghan Ting's eyes were completely red, and his spiritual armor was riddled with holes. He was covered in blood from head to toe. He couldn't tell which ones were his own and which ones were others'.
He stood among the thousands of soldiers, holding the Sword Emperor, with red light emitting from his fierce eyes, and slowly looked around.
He looked like a god, but also like a fierce ghost. Everyone around him, whether it was the elders of Shenchi or the soldiers of Fengchuan, was terrified and retreated involuntarily.
"Who else dares to come out and fight with me? Come on!" Guanghan Ting shouted to the people around him at the top of his lungs.
No one dared to stand up to fight at this time. The crazy Guanghan Ting was even more terrifying than Guanghan Ting in his prime. Although he could easily hurt him, his counterattack was fatal.
Seeing that the morale that had just been raised was about to be suppressed by Guanghan Ting, Huangfu Xiutai had to stand up. He changed to a new sword, walked slowly towards Guanghan Ting, and said in a cold voice: "Guanghan Ting, I will fight you!"
"Give me your life!" Guanghan Ting was too lazy to talk nonsense, and swept a sword across Huangfu Xiutai's neck. The latter did not dare to be careless, let alone block with his sword. He lowered his body to let the sword emperor's edge pass, and then moved forward, and the spirit sword in his hand stabbed Guanghan Ting's lower abdomen.
But Guanghan Ting's change of moves was amazingly fast, and the sword emperor who swept out immediately retracted and stood in front of him. Dang! Huangfu Xiutai's sword was stabbed on the sword of the sword emperor. Under the rebound force, Huangfu Xiutai took a step back, and Guanghan Ting also took a big step back.
The two sides were equivalent to fighting evenly.
Just a draw was enough to boost Huangfu Xiutai's confidence. He couldn't help laughing and said proudly: "Guanghan Ting, if you have any skills, just use them!"
While speaking, he rushed to Guanghan Ting again, and his sword flew, constantly attacking Guanghan Ting's vital points.
Guanghan Ting snorted coldly and fought with Huangfu Xiutai. The two of them fought back and forth, and more than fifty moves were passed in the blink of an eye. Seeing that it was difficult to win with his skills, Huangfu Xiutai took the initiative to change his tactics and cast a cross-cutting attack on Guanghan Ting.
"A trifling trick!" Guanghan Ting swung his sword and cast a unique spiritual martial arts skill of a gold-type spiritual cultivator - Tian Tu Wan Ren Piercing.
Countless golden spiritual thorns appeared in front of Guanghan Ting, and they first flew forward in an overwhelming manner, but gradually gathered in a line during the flight. Countless spiritual thorns formed a long golden line, which cut through the sky, passed through the cross-cutting attack, and attacked Huangfu Xiutai's chest directly.
Oops! Nie Zhen on the side sucked in a breath of cold air. Cross Slash is a large-scale attack skill, while Tian Tu Wan Ren Pierce is a point attack skill, which is to break the surface with a point. Even if Huangfu Xiutai can hurt Guanghan Ting, he himself will be pierced through the chest by the spiritual thorn.
He leaned forward and was about to rescue, but then he changed his mind and retracted his foot that was almost raised.
Guanghan Ting is now surrounded and can't escape no matter what. He will definitely die, and Huangfu Xiutai is the biggest stumbling block in his fight for the throne. If he and Guanghan Ting can die in battle today, it will be the best for him.
Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised up, and then he pursed his lips again, retracted his smile, and glanced around. Seeing that all the elders were concentrating on the fierce battle on the field, he was relieved.
Just when he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly found a bright gaze staring straight at him.
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