Chapter 462
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Tang Yin and Jiang Fan teamed up for the first time, but they showed an amazing tacit understanding, and their cooperation was flawless. Tang Yin's heavy sword made Zhui Fengjian unable to think of trying to snatch Wu Mei back. He lay on the ground and used all his strength to parry with his sword.
Bang! boom!
As the spiritual sword collided with the spiritual sword, the air fluctuated, the force flew, and the surrounding dust was rolled up so high that even the ground trembled. Looking at Chasing the Wind Sword again, there was a deep and large round pit under the body, and Tang Yin and he both fell into it. This shows how powerful Tang Yin's heavy sword was.
After the Zhui Fengjian, who was so advanced in cultivation, took the blow forcefully, his arms were numb from the shock, his chest felt tight, and a mouthful of blood hit his throat, but he swallowed it back forcefully. Now that he was injured more than ever, and his spiritual energy was consumed too much, he no longer dared to be careless in the face of Tang Yin. He gave a sudden shout and used the spiritual transformation of his troops. While the spiritual sword in his hand was still holding Tang Yin's spiritual sword, The sword grew several meters long, bent in the air, and stabbed straight into Tang Yin's chest. The Spiritual Sword was as powerful as lightning, and it reached Tang Yin's chest in the blink of an eye, but the latter was faster, and the Shadow Drift was displayed, turning into a black mist, and suddenly appeared above the head of the Wind Chaser Sword, with the sickle in his hand pointed at it again. The Chasing Wind Sword slashed down with all its strength on the face.
This time, Zhui Fengjian didn't dare to take a hard hit, and his body rolled like a ball, rolling directly from the pit to the outside.
Click! The sickle missed the Wind Chasing Sword, and its edge penetrated deeply into the ground. Zhui Fengjian thought he had an opportunity, and hurriedly swung his spiritual sword and stabbed Tang Yin's throat. Unexpectedly, he had just handed out the sword, and Tang Yin's sickle thrust into the soil suddenly dug, wah! A ball of soil shot from bottom to top towards Zhui Fengjian's face.
Chasing the Wind Sword obviously did not expect Tang Yin to use such a nasty and strange move, and was not well prepared, so he was hit hard in the face by the mud. Because he had a spiritual armor to protect his face, and the mud was soft, it naturally could not hurt him. , but his eyes were not protected by spiritual armor. In just a moment, his eyes were fascinated by the soil, and he subconsciously screamed, covering his face with one hand, sheathing his sword and retreating.
In Tang Yin's opinion, there is no dirty move. As long as he can win, it is a good move. At this time, seeing Zhui Feng Jian's eyes closed tightly and tears streaming down his face, there was no chance for him to recover. Tang Yin picked up the sickle and slashed at him again with it slung over his shoulder.
Hearing that the evil wind was not good, Chai Feng Sword could not open his eyes, but he still raised the spirit sword high, blocking Tang Yin's killing move again. But this time, Tang Yin did not put away the sword. Instead, he lowered his arms and used all his strength to press down on the sickle. He felt the overwhelming force coming from the opponent's sickle. At this time, Chasing Wind Sword could no longer put back the sword to dodge, and he had no remaining strength. To control the spirit sword and stab Tang Yin back, he could only use all his strength and spiritual energy on the spirit sword to compete with Tang Yin.
If he was in his prime, he would have no problem competing against Tang Yin, but now that he was injured and lacking spiritual energy, he could not withstand Tang Yin's full strength. Under Tang Yin's continuous exertion, the spirit sword in Zhui Fengjian's hand was pressed lower and lower. In a short time, the edge of Tang Yin's sickle was close to his forehead.
Before the knife arrived, Zhui Feng Sword had already felt the icy cold air. The cold air pierced the bone marrow and froze the soul. The cold air was not from Tang Yin's sickle, but from the burning dark fire attached to the sickle. It was also the first time that Zhui Fengjian knew that the fire of darkness was not hot, but as cold as frost.
When the tip of the sickle touched the top of Chasing Wind Sword's head, it immediately made a hissing sound. The spiritual armor on Chasing Wind Sword's forehead emitted wisps of green smoke under the burning fire of darkness. In an instant, the spiritual armor It was burned into one layer. Chasing the Wind Sword was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. If the opponent's sword continued to press down, the spiritual armor above his head would be completely burned, and he would also die under the fire of darkness. At the critical moment of life and death, Zhui Feng Sword burst out of strength from nowhere. With a roar, he used 12% of his strength to push Tang Yin's sickle slightly upward. Taking advantage of this moment of stone fire and lightning, he rolled over. go out.
"Crack!" Tang Yin's sickle pierced the ground again, and the Wind Chasing Sword rolled out a few meters away. Then he got up from the ground, shook the dirt from his face, his eyes had recovered, and he stared at Tang Yin. Bian was gasping for air with lingering fear. Tang Yin slowly sheathed the sword, then raised his head and met Zhuifengjian's gaze. The green light flashing in his eyes became even brighter. He said quietly: "Zhuifengjian, you are not so bad, are you? Take out your true sword." Come on!" As he spoke, Tang Yin dragged the sickle and rushed towards the Wind Chasing Sword. At this moment, Zhuifengjian suddenly lowered the spiritual sword in his hand, stretched out his hand and shouted to Tang Yin: "Wait a minute!" "Oh?" Tang Yin leaned forward and paused, and asked with a sneer: "Zhuifengjian, what are you still doing? What do you have to say? ""I... can make a deal with you!" Zhui Fengjian said in a solemn voice.
"What do you mean?" Tang Yin narrowed his eyes and looked at him.
"I will provide you with an important piece of information, but you have to let me go." Zhui Fengjian said word by word. While speaking, he stared at Tang Yin without blinking, wanting to see his reaction, but Because of the spiritual armor protecting his face, he couldn't see the change in Tang Yin's expression. Even his eyes were blocked by green light, making it impossible to see Tang Yin's eyes.
"Haha..." Tang Yin smiled, his smile was sinister and evil, and said: "Tell me, if the information you provide is really important enough, I will consider letting you go!" Zhuifengjian was silent for a moment, and finally Having made a big decision, he clenched his fists and said: "There are people from Shenchi lurking in the palace. Don't ask me who that is, I don't know. However, one thing I can be sure of is that it is a woman." ! "This is nonsense. Of course, the one who can lurk in the palace will be a woman. There are no other men in the whole palace except the guards. However, there are people lurking in the palace in Shenchi. This is something Tang Yin did not expect. If What Zhui Fengjian said was true, who could that person be? Is it the palace maid below? Or those ladies?
At this moment, Tang Yin thought about all the ladies and maids he had seen in his mind, and finally shook his head secretly. Although he did not know the art of insight, his intuition was also very sensitive. If the other party was a spiritual cultivator, If it is a person, he will definitely be able to sense the aura on the other person's body.
After thinking for a moment, Tang Yin smiled calmly and asked, "Zhuifengjian, you really don't know who that person is?" "Yes, I don't know, but I think this information is important enough for you. "Yes, it is indeed important, but I can't believe what you said." "It's very simple!" Tang Yin took a step forward with a smile and raised the sickle in his hand, pointing at Chai. Fengjian said: "Give your soul to me!" As he spoke, he stepped on the ground with one foot, and his whole body was like an arrow leaving the string, running straight towards Chasing Fengjian.
Zhui Fengjian's expression changed drastically. He was originally known for his swift movement, but now, his movement was completely unable to compete with Tang Yin's. Seeing Tang Yin rushing towards him, he had no time to dodge, so he could only control the transformed spirit sword and stab Tang Yin.
Tang Yin lowered his body forward and easily dodged the sharp edge of the spirit sword. The sickle in his hand continued to stab the Wind Chasing Sword's lower abdomen.
Secretly shouting loudly! Chasing the Wind Sword had no choice but to use his spiritual martial arts skills to block Tang Yin's close approach with the chaotic wind.
However, using spiritual martial arts skills against dark spiritual cultivators is a waste of precious spiritual energy. As soon as his Spiritual Chaos? Feng was released, Tang Yin in front of him disappeared and appeared behind him, and the sickle stabbed at him again. Chasing the Wind Sword's back waist.
Zhui Fengjian broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly dodged to the side. Unfortunately, his movement was still a little slow, and there was a sound of sand, and the edge of the sickle made a big gash in the spiritual armor under his ribs. , almost hurting his flesh.
One move missed, Tang Yin's arm shook, and black mist immediately rose from the sickle, turning from a long sword into two scimitars in an instant. Tang Yin's shot was like lightning, grabbing the two swords in his hands, and launched a close attack against the Wind Chaser Sword. .
Only the continuous sound of swishing wind could be heard in the venue, only the scenery was shining, and Tang Yin could no longer be seen.
Under Tang Yin's almost crazy attack, even though Chai Feng Sword was using a spirit sword after spiritual transformation, it had ever-changing shapes and forms, but it was still unable to withstand it. Tang Yin was gradually suppressed and could only parry, without any ability. Even so, Tang Yin's double swords still hit the spiritual armor on his body from time to time, and even injured his flesh. If Tang Yin hadn't dispersed the dark fire on the spiritual swords, the Wind-Chasing Sword would have turned into a Ashes.
By now, the situation on the field has become one-sided. This is no longer an evenly matched contest, but a unilateral raging by Tang Yin.
"Too slow, too slow. Is that all you've done with your sword?" Tang Yin's sword kept adding wounds to Zhui Fengjian's body. At the same time, his mouth was not idle, deeply piercing every part of Zhui Fengjian's body. A nerve.
At this time, Zhui Fengjian's spiritual armor could not find any intact place on his body. It was in a state of ruins. There were also scars under the spiritual armor. The whole person looked like a bloody man. He was bleeding constantly while fighting Tang Yin. The drops dripped down and scattered all over the ground. Their appearance was so miserable that it was unbearable to see.
Even Wu Mei, who hated him to the core, frowned, feeling that Tang Yin's methods were too cruel.
Gritting his teeth and persisting for more than ten rounds, Chai Feng Sword could no longer hold on. When Tang Yin's knife did not hurt him, his legs suddenly softened, and he knelt on the ground with a plop, his eyes clearing. There was only an empty space left, with the mouth wide open and breathing mechanically.
Seeing that the Feng Zhui Sword had run out of gas, Tang Yin felt that it was time to end. He flipped his wrist, put the blade behind him and the handle in front, and aimed it at the temple of the Feng Zhui Sword, delivering a heavy blow. .
Snapped!
The handle of the sword was so strong that the broken spiritual armor on top of the Wind Chasing Sword reached its limit and broke into pieces. The Wind Chasing Sword flew more than three meters away, fell to the ground with a plop, and he lay on the ground with disheveled hair. , blood flowed down his temples all over his face, his limbs were shaking, and he couldn't get up for a long time.