Chapter 461

Let's talk about Tang Yin. As soon as he withdrew, many guards around him and the secret arrow personnel led by Cheng Jin also followed him to withdraw to their own camp.

When Tang Yin rushed back to the South Camp, Wu Ying still held Zhuifengjian tightly and did not let him leave. At this time, the surrounding Fengjun had gathered thousands of people, and surrounded Zhuifengjian and Wu Mei in three layers inside and outside, making it impossible to get through. With Zhuifengjian's ability, if he was in his prime, even tens of thousands of people might not be able to stop him. However, Zhuifengjian was injured now, and his spiritual energy was consumed greatly. In this state, it was impossible for him to break through the siege. At this time, he could only rely on Wu Mei in his hand to threaten the Fengjun to let him leave.

Seeing from a distance that Zhuifengjian was still trapped in his own camp, Wu Mei was not hurt even though she fell into the hands of the enemy. Tang Yin, whose heart was already in a ball, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing Tang Yin coming, the soldiers of the Feng Army who were besieging the Zhuifeng Sword automatically made way for him. Tang Yin dismounted, strode through his own camp, and walked into the field.

Seeing Tang Yin coming, Wu Mei, who was restrained by the Zhuifeng Sword, felt wronged and ashamed. Her eyes turned red, tears flowed down, and she opened and closed her mouth, gently calling Tang Yin's name.

At this time, Wu Ying also hurriedly walked towards Tang Yin, and when she got close to him, she told him the general situation of the matter. Tang Yin listened expressionlessly. When Wu Ying finished, he nodded slightly, then took a few steps forward and said, "Zhuifengjian, you can't trust others, but you should be able to trust me, right?! I guarantee with the reputation of the Feng Army that as long as you are willing to let her go first, I will never make things difficult for you, and I will even give you some money to go back to the God Pond!"

"Haha——" Now that Zhuifengjian has Wu Mei swallowed the Sanling Pill, he is not so controlling it, but the spirit sword in his hand has never left Wu Mei's neck. After hearing Tang Yin's words, he laughed wildly, then pointed at Tang Yin's nose and said, "Tang Yin, you are the one I trust the most. If you don't want to see her die, let me go immediately!"

At this time, Zhuifengjian was desperate and his mind was on the verge of half-madness. While talking, his body was tangled, and the spirit sword in his hand drew a thin blood mark on Wu Mei's neck. A drop of blood slid across the sword and dripped onto the ground along the tip of the sword.

Tang Yin did not ignore the blood flowing from Wu Mei's neck. His heart shrank into a ball. For a moment, he really had the urge to agree to Zhui Feng Jian's conditions, but his reason immediately suppressed this urge. Wu Ying's concerns were not wrong. A man like Zhui Feng Jian was neither a general nor a soldier. His status was actually similar to that of a ranger. He had no integrity at all. Even if he was released from the camp, he would definitely use Wu Mei to continue to threaten his side. If he was released from Feng Country, it would be uncertain what would happen to Wu Mei in his hands when he left Feng Country.

It was unknown how much willpower he had to keep his expression from changing. Tang Yin knew very well that the calmer and more indifferent he appeared, the more anxious and uncertain the other party would be. In this way, it would be easier for him to make mistakes and create opportunities for himself. He said indifferently, "If you kill her, you will be torn into pieces, and your body will be exposed in the wilderness, and you will die in the burial place."

"Ha!" Zhuifengjian sneered and said, "Who am I? I am just a warrior, and my life is worth it, but Wumei is different. She is a rich lady. It is worth it to have her as my companion in death! Haha——"

Tang Yin squinted his eyes and stared at Zhuifengjian who was laughing wildly, without saying anything.

Soon, Zhuifengjian's laughter stopped. He raised his head and met Tang Yin's cold eyes. He couldn't help trembling in his heart. Tang Yin acted too calm, as if the person who was restrained by Zhuifengjian was a stranger who had nothing to do with him. This really made Zhuifengjian's heart start to be up and down, and he couldn't help but secretly beat his drum. Could it be that he overestimated Wumei's weight in Tang Yin's heart?

At this time, he had reached the point where there was no compromise. He rolled his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and said, "Miss Wu Mei is extremely graceful and beautiful. I think there are many people who want to see Miss Wu Mei's true body!" While speaking, he held Wu Mei with one hand, and the spirit sword in the other hand slowly moved down, crossing the armor on Wu Mei's body.

Wu Mei was wearing steel armor, but compared with the sharp spirit sword, it was just like paper. As the spirit sword passed, the steel armor cracked with a hard sound. After the spirit sword passed, the armor on Wu Mei's chest had completely cracked, revealing the inner clothes inside. Zhuifengjian looked directly at Tang Yin and smiled faintly, "If Miss Wu Mei's body was seen by so many soldiers, I think she would have no face to live!"

Tang! The anger in Tang Yin's chest rushed to his forehead, and the nerve controlled by reason in his head seemed to be broken. His eyes first turned red due to congestion, and then covered with a layer of strange green light. Wu Mei was extremely ashamed at this time. If Zhuifengjian really cut her clothes at this time, she would not live.

She ignored Zhuifengjian beside her and shouted to Tang Yin: "Yin, don't worry about me, kill him!" As she spoke, she looked at Tang Yin with hope. Rather than being humiliated, she would rather die and be free.

Tang Yin's silver teeth were almost broken, his body was shaking unconsciously, and his fists were clenched.

Seeing that this trick was effective, Zhuifengjian was overjoyed and laughed out loud, saying: "Tang Yin, I will give you one last chance. If you don't let me go, I will cut her clothes." As he spoke, he raised the sword again, and the tip was already on Wu Mei's clothes.

"Yin——"

Wu Mei let out a heartbreaking cry, and Tang Yin's body was shocked again, and the green light in his eyes became brighter, but his clenched fists were loosened. He grinned, first chuckled, and then, Laughed loudly.

Faced with Tang Yin's reaction, not to mention Zhuifengjian was dumbfounded, even the restrained Wu Mei and the impatient Wuying, Lotte, Ai Jia, Cheng Jin and others had blank expressions on their faces.

Zhui Fengjian couldn't help but asked: "Tang Yin, why are you laughing?"

After a while, Tang Yin shook his head to stop his laughter and said slowly: "I'm laughing at you!"

"Laughing at me?" Zhui Fengjian frowned.

"Laugh at you, laugh at Shenchi!" Tang Yin said: "Shenchi claims to be the origin of Lingwu, and is aloof and sanctimonious, but in fact, it just breeds a despicable and shameless villain like you who can only use women as a threat! What kind of spiritual cultivator are you? You are simply a scum of Lingwu. You have lost all face in Shenchi. In other words, the people in Shenchi are just like you, they are a bunch of shameless rats!"

Everyone has weaknesses and pain points. No matter how others insult Zhui Fengjian, he doesn't mind it, but if they insult Shenchi, it is tantamount to violating his taboo. Hearing this, Zhui Fengjian was furious and his eyes were blazing. The spirit sword that was originally on Wu Meizhong's clothes immediately pointed at Tang Yin. His voice changed and he screamed: "Tang Yin, you dare to insult Shenchi, you …”

"Hmph!" Tang Yin snorted coldly and said: "If the people in Shenchi are all upright gentlemen, and if you still think that you are a member of Shenchi, then let go of the woman you are holding hostage, stand up and fight me openly. If you can defeat the sword in my hand, it's up to you whether you want to stay or go, or if you don't have the guts to fight me at all, you are just one of the many rats in Shenchi!"

"Ah——" Zhuifeng Sword's lungs were about to explode from Tang Yin's anger, and the spiritual sword pointed at Tang Yin was trembling. He shouted ferociously: "Tang Yin! Tang Yin——"

Before he could stop shouting, suddenly, a bolt of lightning flashed from behind him and went straight to his back. The speed of this lightning was so fast that it was beyond imagination and even beyond human vision.

If it were anyone else, in a furious situation, he would not realize that there is an approaching crisis behind him, but the cultivation level of Chasing the Wind Sword is so deep that he can immediately detect any slight fluctuations in the surrounding air. .

At the moment when the electric light was about to approach, Zhui Fengjian was keenly aware that a killing move was coming from behind. Without even thinking about it, he crouched down with all his strength, trying to dodge the killing move. But at this moment, something incredible happened. As the Wind Chasing Sword avoided, the electric light also changed its direction, and pierced diagonally downwards as if it had eyes.

flutter!

The lightning struck firmly on the back shoulder of the Wind Chasing Sword. With the strength of the Wind Chasing Sword, even the spiritual armor could not withstand it. It was pierced by the lightning and then penetrated deeply into his flesh. Being hit by its momentum, Zhui Fengjian's body jumped forward and fell to the ground with a plop.

The moment he fell to the ground, two more people appeared out of thin air beside him. One of them grabbed Wu Mei and retreated sharply, while the other swung his arm and aimed a heavy blow at the Wind Chasing Sword on the ground.

The two people who suddenly appeared were none other than Tang Yin and Jiang Fan.

Just now, the reason why Tang Yin suddenly calmed down was not because his reason controlled his emotions, but because he saw Jiang Fan in the crowd behind Chasing the Wind Sword, and the purple gold bow with a spiritual arrow in Jiang Fan's hand.

Jiang Fan had already arrived when Wu Mei was restrained by the Fengjian. However, he had been hiding among the Feng soldiers. He did not show his head and did not dare to shoot arrows. After all, the cultivation of the Fengjian was too advanced. He was not sure that he could kill him with one blow. If he missed, Wu Mei would be the one who died. Therefore, he could only hide in the crowd and silently look for opportunities. When Tang Yin's eyes glanced towards him, he hurriedly raised his head and met Tang Yin's eyes. Their eyes met in the air, but they had a tacit understanding.

Tang Yin's words aroused Zhui Fengjian's anger. Taking advantage of his unclear moment, Jiang Fan suddenly attacked behind him and used a soul-locking arrow to hit Zhui Fengjian's back. His prediction was correct. Even when he was enraged, the Wind Chasing Sword moved away from the vital point, and the Soul Locking Arrow only hurt his shoulder.

But at this time, even just hurting the Wind Chaser Sword was enough. Tang Yin and Jiang Fan used Shadow Drift at the same time. The former attacked with a sickle and restrained the Wind Chaser Sword, while the latter took the opportunity to rescue Wu Mei from the tiger's mouth.