Chapter 587

Read the full text of Shadow Drift! Seeing Tang Yin suddenly disappear in front of him, Changsun Yuanhong didn't even think about it. His double halberds flashed with rosy clouds and swept backwards, and the spiritual chaos·wind whistled out. Tang Yin did use Shadow Drift to get behind Changsun Yuanhong. His double swords could certainly hurt the opponent, but he himself would be hit by the spiritual chaos·wind.

If it were an ordinary Ning general, Tang Yin would definitely not dodge or avoid it. Even if he was hit by the opponent's spiritual chaos·wind, it would not matter. But Changsun Yuanhong's cultivation was too high. If he was hit by the spiritual chaos·wind he released, Tang Yin's life would be in danger. He didn't dare to resist the sharp edge and hurriedly dodged with Shadow Drift.

Seeing Tang Yin retreat, Changsun Yuanhong took advantage of the situation and jumped off his horse, holding the double halberds and chasing him. When he got close to Tang Yin, he raised the double halberds, aimed at Tang Yin's head, and chopped down with all his strength. As the double halberds fell, with a muffled sound, the halberds of the double halberds simultaneously burned with blazing flames.

That was a unique skill of the fire-attributed spiritual cultivators, the spirit burning fiercely!

He secretly said, "Good job!" Tang Yin also spread the dark fire on the double swords and held the sword horizontally to block.

"Dang, clang, clang!" This deafening sound made the ears of the soldiers of the Feng and Ning armies within a radius of more than ten meters bleed. People threw away their weapons, covered their ears with their hands, and screamed in pain.

Looking at Tang Yin and Changsun Yuanhong again, the ground under their feet was shaken into a two-meter-long pit, the dust was rolled up high, and the sand and stones were flying in the field, as if a tornado had appeared out of thin air.

This was the power of Changsun Yuanhong's attack. When the dust gradually dissipated, Tang Yin and Changsun Yuanhong were still standing in the pit, with their double swords and double halberds pressed tightly together, but Tang Yin's hands were already oozing blood, which kept dripping to the ground.

The two swords burned with strange black fire, and the two halberds burned with red fire. The weapons collided with each other, and the fires fought with each other, contacting and canceling each other out, and making strange hissing sounds. In terms of the cultivation of the two, Tang Yin was not as good as Changsun Yuanhong, but in terms of the strangeness and changes of his moves, Tang Yin was confident that he could beat the other party.

Just as his two swords were being pushed closer and closer to him, Tang Yin suddenly withdrew his swords, and his body slid around to the side of Changsun Yuanhong, and then stabbed the latter's soft spot with his two swords. Changsun Yuanhong sneered, kicked the ground with his feet, and slid back three steps to let Tang Yin's two swords pass. Without any pause, he immediately moved forward and counterattacked, sweeping Tang Yin's upper and middle roads with his two halberds.

Changsun Yuanhong was fast, and Tang Yin was not slow either. He swung his two swords and fought with Changsun Yuanhong. The two of them fought fast, and the swords and halberds flew around the field, making people dizzy. Often, only the swords and halberds were seen, but not the real bodies.

As a dark spiritual practitioner, Tang Yin could not use spiritual martial arts skills, while Changsun Yuanhong was unwilling to use spiritual martial arts skills. He understood that even if he used them, it would be useless. Using skills against dark spiritual practitioners would be a waste of his spiritual energy.

Although the two of them were fighting hand-to-hand without releasing spiritual martial arts skills, the momentum was extremely terrifying. The space around them was full of energy, and the spiritual waves were scattered. The ground had already been scratched with countless cracks. If someone approached unintentionally, they would be immediately crushed to pieces by the energy emitted by the two.

This was not only a duel between two top spiritual practitioners, but also a confrontation between dark spiritual martial arts and light spiritual martial arts.

In just a blink of an eye, Tang Yin had fought with Changsun Yuanhong for more than fifty rounds. Judging from the situation on the field, Changsun Yuanhong had the upper hand, but it was not easy for him to hurt Tang Yin. Shadow Drift made it easy for Tang Yin to escape even when he was in a desperate situation, and his sharp counterattack often instantly dissolved Changsun Yuanhong's attack. If they continued to fight like this, the two might fight for several hours, and it would only depend on whose spiritual energy was exhausted first, but the situation on the battlefield did not allow the two to fight for such a long time.

The heavy armored cavalry of the Feng Army burst out with powerful attack power under the heavy siege of Tuan Tuan. The cavalrymen held long spears and just charged forward. Often, one shot could stab several Ning soldiers, and the iron hooves of the war horses were more lethal, so that those injured Ning soldiers who fell to the ground could never get up again.

However, the number of Ning soldiers was too large. When one group was killed, two groups came up to fill in. When one group was trampled to death, two more groups came up. The surrounding Ning soldiers were not killing fewer and fewer, but more and more died. The physical strength of the heavy armored cavalry was rapidly consumed.

Tang Yin secretly observed the battlefield during the fight and frowned secretly. There were too many enemies. If this continued, the soldiers under his command would be exhausted. He was secretly anxious, and Changsun Yuanhong was more anxious than him. With 100,000 people on his side, they surrounded and killed only a few thousand Feng troops. As a result, they suffered countless casualties, while the Feng troops broke out little by little.

Tang Yin and Changsun Yuanhong shouted almost at the same time, each of them made a feint and jumped out of the circle. Tang Yin stared at Changsun Yuanhong coldly, panting heavily. Changsun Yuanhong also stared at Tang Yin, and sweat beads appeared on the tip of his nose.

After a pause, Tang Yin slowly raised his two swords and merged them into a sickle. Changsun Yuanhong narrowed his eyes and put the two halberds together. Suddenly, the two halberds burst out with dazzling brilliance, and the two short halberds merged into one. Just when Tang Yin was stunned, Changsun Yuanhong suddenly threw the short halberd forward.

Buzz!

The short halberd that was gleaming with rays of light was spinning in the air and flew over Tang Yin's head. Before Tang Yin could figure out what was going on, the short halberd that was as bright as a pillar of light suddenly split apart and turned into eighteen weapons of different shapes, including knives, swords, spears, sticks, axes, hatchets, hooks, forks...

This is... the spiritual transformation of the weapon! Tang Yin suddenly realized that Changsun Yuanhong had used his trump card. He guessed correctly, Changsun Yuanhong did use the spiritual transformation of the weapon, but this was not Changsun Yuanhong's trump card. After completing the spiritual transformation of the weapon, Changsun Yuanhong's Nine Nether Ghost Halberd can be transformed into up to 36 weapons, and one person can use them at the same time.

Shangguan Yuanrang is a tough and fierce type, so his spiritual transformation of the weapon is to transform into a giant sword, which is extremely tough and can withstand anything. The Soul Chaser is a feminine type. After the spiritual transformation of the weapon, the spirit sword is transformed into a spirit whip, which can be long or short, hard or soft, elusive, and strange. Changsun Yuanhong is mainly fast. His spiritual transformation of the weapon is to differentiate the short halberd into multiple forms of weapons, which can be used at the same time, making it hard to defend against.

In the past, when he fought with others, he differentiated into nine kinds of weapons at most. Now he differentiated into eighteen kinds, which can be regarded as a precedent for Changsun Yuanhong to fight with others.

Just when Tang Yin realized that something was wrong and wanted to retreat, Changsun Yuanhong had already shot to him like lightning, stretched out his arm, grabbed a long spear in mid-air, and stabbed Tang Yin's throat. The latter hurriedly waved his sickle to deflect the sharp edge of the spear. At this time, Changsun Yuanhong's other hand grabbed a long knife and stabbed Tang Yin's lower abdomen from bottom to top. Tang Yin's heart was shocked and he retreated two steps. Just as he avoided this attack, Changsun Yuanhong's long spear and long knife had already slipped out of his hand at the same time. He grabbed a sword and a hook in the air, stabbed Tang Yin's eyebrows with the sword, and hooked Tang Yin's throat. Tang Yin had no time to block it at this time, and had no choice but to retreat again.

He retreated, and Changsun Yuanhong advanced, constantly changing the weapons in his hands, or stabbing, or chopping and slashing, his two arms, dancing like flying, using all 18 weapons.

It was slow, but in fact it was just a blink of an eye. Changsun Yuanhong only used each weapon once. When he used them all, the first weapon he had released had not yet landed on the ground, and there was not even enough time for Tang Yin to perform Shadow Drift. It can be seen that his attack speed was so fast that it was already shocking.

With such a crazy attack, Changsun Yuanhong's physical strength and cultivation could only support him to complete one round. After this round of violent attacks, all eighteen weapons disappeared, and only one Nine Nether Ghost Halberd was left in his hand.

He attacked a total of eighteen moves, and Tang Yin also retreated eighteen steps. At this time, Changsun Yuanhong's attack stopped. Looking at Tang Yin again, there were seven or eight cuts of varying lengths on his chest, shoulders and ribs, and blood slowly seeped out along the torn spirit armor.

What a powerful soldier's spirit change, what a terrifying Changsun Yuanhong! This was the only feeling Tang Yin had at this time.

Tang Yin was in awe and admiration, and so was Changsun Yuanhong. Before, he had only differentiated nine kinds of weapons, and no one could escape. Now that he had differentiated eighteen kinds of weapons, Tang Yin was still alive and standing. This spiritual martial arts was rare, and no monarch in any country could be as strong as him.

"Tang Yin, you have already lost, you... still surrender!" Perhaps because of admiration, Changsun Yuanhong's tone was much calmer. He looked straight at Tang Yin, and of course did not ignore his bloody wounds.

Tang Yin smiled when he heard this, and asked back: "If you lose to me today, will you surrender to me?"

"Of course not."

"How can you impose on others what you do not want? You are just a candidate for the Ning Kingdom, and you did not surrender even after being defeated. As the ruler of a country, how can I surrender to you?" Tang Yin said with a smile. While he was speaking, he reached out and gently stroked the two heaviest wounds on his chest. His palm defense seemed to have magic power. After being touched by it, the wound healed quickly, and the torn spiritual armor began to close, leaving no trace.

The healing of the two wounds was not without cost. Tang Yin spent his spiritual energy to heal them. His spiritual energy could only heal these two wounds. If he healed other wounds, his spiritual energy would be completely exhausted.

Changsun Yuanhong nodded secretly. Everyone said that Tang Yin was treacherous, cunning, cruel and murderous, but few people would promote his strong and unyielding side. Looking at the monarchs of ancient and modern times, there are many who are afraid of death in times of crisis, but there are very few who would rather die than surrender.

He slowly raised the Nine Nether Ghost Halberd in his hand and said, "I will still use the Spiritual Transformation of Weapons this time, but this time I will use all my strength. The Nine Nether Ghost Halberd will differentiate into thirty-six kinds of weapons. Once this skill is used, you will definitely die!"

Tang Yin burst into laughter and said leisurely, "If you have any tricks, just use them. It's still uncertain who will win!"

"Okay! Take it!" As he spoke, the short halberd in Changsun Yuanhong's hand burst into a rosy glow again.