Chapter 404

Zhong Tian watched Zhong Wu being repeatedly pushed back by Tang Yin, and the situation was precarious. He was anxious and could not help. Read the full text.

At this moment, Zhan Wudi rushed out from the side on horseback. He did not go to help Zhong Wu, nor did he go to fight Shangguan Yuanrang, but went straight to Zhong Tian. When he got close to the latter, he bent down and said to Zhong Tian, ​​who was sitting on the ground, "Your Majesty, the enemy's reinforcements have come from both the front and back directions. Our army can't resist them. We can't delay any longer. Go!"

"Go?" Zhong Tian was stunned at first, and hurriedly said, "My son is still fighting with Tang Yin. General Wudi, go and help him!"

"It's too late. If we delay any longer, none of us can leave." After saying that, Zhan Wudi didn't wait for Zhong Tian to respond, stretched out his arm, grabbed Zhong Tian's collar, put him on the horse's back, turned the horse's head, and ran away.

Although Tang Yin was fighting with Zhong Wu, he was also keeping an eye on all directions. He also saw Zhong Tian being taken away by Zhan Wudi. Tang Yin's main target was Zhong Tian, ​​and the others were secondary. Seeing Zhong Tian trying to run away, he was unwilling to let him go. He quickly used two swords to retreat Zhong Wu. His body was as fast as lightning, and he chased Zhan Wudi and Zhong Tian with his sword.

Although Zhan Wudi and Zhong Tian fled on horseback, Tang Yin's speed was not slower than that of the warhorse. He rushed to the front of the warhorse, swung the sword in his hand, and chopped down Zhong Tian who was lying on the horse's back with all his strength.

Zhong Tian didn't even see the sickle that Tang Yin was slashing at, let alone dodge, but Zhan Wudi saw it. He was secretly surprised, used all his spiritual energy, shouted loudly, released a cross slash, and attacked Tang Yin's body.

Zhan Wudi was now at the end of his strength, but the skills he released with all his strength could not be underestimated. Tang Yin did not dare to take his edge head-on, and performed shadow drift to dodge out of the opponent's attack range. He had just appeared and had not yet continued to attack, when Zhong Wu behind him roared and rushed towards Tang Yin like a madman.

Before he arrived, the Soul Chasing Thorn of the Nine Revolutions Qiankun Spear shot towards Tang Yin first. Tang Yin had no choice but to temporarily give up chasing Zhong Tian and move his body two or three meters away to avoid Zhong Wu's Soul Chasing Thorn. Zhong Wu was completely indifferent at this time, and did not care whether he would use up all the spiritual energy in his body. He howled and released the Spirit Chaos Wind again, continuing to suppress Tang Yin with a large range of attack skills.

Although Tang Yin's cultivation was high, he suffered from the fact that dark spiritual cultivators did not have skills that could compete with light spiritual weapons. Under Zhong Wu's Spirit Chaos Wind, he had no choice but to use Shadow Drift to dodge. Zhong Wu attacked, Tang Yin dodged, and the former used several spiritual skills in one breath, which also made Tang Yin jump up and down, dodge left and right.

When a light-type spiritual practitioner and a dark-type spiritual practitioner are fighting, they will not use spiritual skills easily unless they are fully confident. After all, releasing skills consumes too much spiritual energy, and dark-type spiritual practitioners can use shadow drift to dodge. Not only will it be difficult to hurt the opponent, but it will cause their own spiritual energy to be consumed too much, and they will be defeated by the opponent.

But now Zhong Wu is only thinking about saving his father's life. He doesn't care about his own life or whether his spiritual energy will be exhausted. He suppresses Tang Yin with continuous skills. On the surface, Zhong Wu seems to have the advantage and makes Tang Yin embarrassed, but an expert can see at a glance that Zhong Wu is looking for death.

Soon, Zhong Wu's sharpness passed, and there was little spiritual energy left in his body. He was also exhausted and panting, and he was shaking when he stood there. On the other hand, Tang Yin, let alone panting, didn't even have a drop of sweat on his temples and forehead. Taking advantage of the time when Zhong Wu was exhausted, he turned back to look for Zhan Wudi and Zhong Tian, ​​but where were they?

"Ah!" This was really a cooked duck that flew out of the pot again. Tang Yin was so angry that he jumped up and looked around carefully. Wherever he looked, he saw soldiers from both sides fighting each other desperately.

Damn it! Tang Yin's teeth were itching with hatred, and he shouted to the sky: "Zhong Tian, ​​you can run, but your son can't! Today I will cut Zhong Wu into pieces!" After saying that, Tang Yin lowered his head, and his two originally green eyes were now emitting red light. He held the knife with both hands and split it to the left and right. The sickle turned into two crescent-shaped curved spiritual knives. He said grimly: "Zhong Wu, you want to exchange your life for Zhong Tian's life. Today I will fulfill your wish!"

"Tang Yin, just use whatever skills you have!" Zhong Wu was completely desperate. He met Tang Yin's eyes without fear, holding the Nine-Turn Universe Spear tightly with both hands.

Tang Yin nodded, stopped talking nonsense, raised his sword in both hands, and walked towards Zhong Wu leisurely as if strolling in the garden.

His pace was not fast, but Zhong Wu, who was standing opposite, could feel the strong pressure coming towards him. As Tang Yin got closer and closer, the air around him seemed to become more and more stagnant. When Tang Yin was only three steps away from Zhong Wu, the latter felt as if the air had solidified, pressing down on his body and making him unable to breathe.

That was the spiritual pressure released by Tang Yin.

Zhong Wu almost roared with all his strength, resisting Tang Yin's spiritual pressure and stabbing forward at his chest.

"That's all? Too slow!" Tang Yin sneered, casually raised his scimitar with one hand, and easily blocked Zhong Wu's spiritual spear. Then, he took the opportunity to get close to Zhong Wu and rushed in front of him. The two were so close that their faces were almost touching.

"Ah——" Zhong Wu screamed in fear and instinctively tried to step back, but before he could move his feet, Tang Yin raised his left leg and hit Zhong Wu's lower abdomen with his knee.

It was too fast, so fast that Zhong Wu couldn't react accordingly, and he completely relied on subconsciously to dodge.

Bang!

Tang Yin's knee didn't hit Zhong Wu's lower abdomen, but it hit his soft ribs. Zhong Wu screamed and flew backwards. He fell more than three meters away before he landed. Before he could get up, he spurted out a mouthful of blood. At this time, his ribs were covered with cracks on his spiritual armor.

Without giving Zhong Wu a chance to breathe, Tang Yin rushed forward again. He came close to Zhong Wu in two steps and stabbed Zhong Wu's ribs with the two knives in his hands. Zhong Wu endured the pain and rolled to the side. Pounce, pounce! With two muffled sounds, Tang Yin's two knives were inserted into the ground. The force was so strong that half of the blades were buried in the ground.

Zhong Wu thought he had an opportunity, so he rolled over from the ground and stabbed Tang Yin's throat with the gun in his hand. However, Tang Yin used his arms to forcefully tilt to the side, and the two knives inserted into the ground were forcibly pulled out. At the same time, two balls of mud and sand flew towards Zhong Wu.

Obviously, he did not expect that Tang Yin, who was so high in status and so profound in cultivation, would use such a rogue move. Zhong Wu was not prepared and was hit by the flying mud, which hit him right on the face.

"Ouch!"

Zhong Wu screamed, and his two eyes, which were not protected by the spiritual armor, were the first to be hit, filled with mud and sand. Seeing his embarrassed appearance of covering his face and retreating, Tang Yin sneered, turned his body, and appeared behind Zhong Wu like a spinning top. Without using a killing move, he pressed down the two swords and stabbed Zhong Wu's calves fiercely.

Pounce!

Zhong Wu, whose eyes were blinded by the sand, could no longer see anything at this time, let alone dodge. His two calves were stabbed by Tang Yin's two swords, and he could not stand and fell forward. However, Zhong Wu could be called a tough man. After falling to the ground, he immediately turned over and got up, half squatting on the ground, covering his eyes with one hand and holding the spirit spear with the other hand. From time to time, he pointed the tip of the spear around him and shouted fiercely: "Tang Yin, you despicable villain, if you have the guts, you can fight with me openly. What kind of hero are you if you use such a despicable trick?"

"Haha!" Looking at Zhong Wu who was like a headless fly, Tang Yin laughed coldly and evilly. He said slowly: "First of all, I am not a hero, and secondly, you are not a shitty prince. Your dream of being a prince should end today."

As soon as he finished speaking, he shook his body and flashed to the side of Zhong Wu again. He casually scratched the knife in his hand, and heard a hissing sound. The spirit armor under Zhong Wu's right rib was instantly torn open. At the same time, the skin and flesh under the armor were also cut open with a half-foot long cut. The skin and flesh turned outward and blood flowed, which was very scary.

"Ah!" Zhong Wu roared like a trapped beast, and stabbed Tang Yin three times based on his sense.

Even when his eyes were working well, he couldn't hurt Tang Yin at all, let alone now? The three stabbings didn't even touch Tang Yin's edge, but the latter took the opportunity to dodge behind him, swung his two swords left and right, and tore two bloody wounds on Zhong Wu's back.

"Ah——"

Zhong Wu was angry and in pain, and shouted back with a gun, sweeping Tang Yin behind him. Tang Yin lowered his body and rolled in front of Zhong Wu, and the scimitar slashed again, leaving two more cuts on Zhong Wu's lower abdomen.

This was no longer a duel between the two sides, but a cat-and-mouse game. Tang Yin relied on his erratic body movements, sometimes in front, sometimes behind, constantly circling around Zhong Wu, but every time he approached, he would leave one or two bloody wounds on Zhong Wu's body. In just a short while, Zhong Wu's spiritual armor had been chopped to pieces, and his body was also covered with wounds from top to bottom. Blood flowed out and covered his whole body, and the whole person looked like a bloody man.

Even though the situation was so passive and he was so seriously injured, Zhong Wu gritted his teeth and insisted on not falling down. From time to time, he would stab Tang Yin back with a gun, but his counterattack did not pose a threat to Tang Yin. Instead, it completely aroused Tang Yin's bloodthirsty and murderous nature.

Tang Yin did not want to give Zhong Wu a clean break, but kept torturing him and adding more knife wounds on his body. In the end, Zhong Wu could no longer remember how many knives he had been stabbed, and similarly, Tang Yin could not remember how many knives he had stabbed him.

Clang!

Zhong Wu, who had lost too much blood and was exhausted, finally couldn't hold on any longer. The spirit spear in his hand fell to the ground, and he half-knelt on the ground, unable to lift his head. Blood kept dripping down his jaw and nose. His voice was hoarse, and he shouted intermittently: "Tang... Tang Yin... I... don't accept it..."