Episode 10 Chapter 20
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Tang Yin and Hong Ying fought in one place, the two fought fast, and in the blink of an eye, they fought for more than 30 rounds. During this period, Tang Yin took the initiative, and Hong Ying was almost injured by his quick knife several times.
Hong Ying became more and more passive and more and more exhausted. Whenever Tang Yin was in a desperate situation, he could only use all his strength to use his spiritual martial arts skills to push Tang Yin back, but this also greatly consumed his own spiritual energy. After fighting for another 20 rounds, Hong Ying's nose and temples were full of sweat.
He knew in his heart that if he continued to fight like this, he would definitely lose, and he didn't even know who the opponent was. He was defeated in such a muddle. How could he have the face to report to the gang leader, and how could he save his face in Qiuye?
Thinking of this, he suddenly became anxious and his moves were a little messy, but any slight mistake in a fight between masters could be fatal. Tang Yin would never miss this opportunity. Taking advantage of the moment when the opponent's moves were messy, he attacked several times. Hong Ying barely took the first few of his attacks, but he dodged the last attack a little slower and was hit on the shoulder by the blade.
Crack!
The spiritual knife was extremely sharp and immediately tore a crack in his spiritual armor on his shoulder. Scarlet blood flowed out along the crack. Hong Ying groaned, retreated several steps, then turned his head to look at the wound on his shoulder, his eyes turned red due to congestion.
Before joining the Nifengliu, Hong Ying was already a well-known figure in the Ningguo Ranger World, and he rarely encountered opponents. He even almost forgot what it felt like to be injured. Now injured by Tang Yin's knife, Hong Ying was ashamed, angry and hateful. He was so angry that he suddenly roared, and the spiritual sword in his hand shot out a dazzling glow.
Under the cover of dazzling brilliance, the blade of the spirit sword became wider and longer. At the same time, two virtual swords composed of rosy clouds appeared around the spirit sword, the same size as the spirit sword, and kept rotating around the spirit sword. This is Hong Ying's spiritual transformation of soldiers.
"Kill——"
Hong Ying shouted in a deep voice, raised the spirit sword high, and slashed at Tang Yin. As the spirit sword fell, the two virtual swords surrounding it also slashed at Tang Yin. The latter did not dodge, and combined the two swords in his hands into one, turning them into a sickle, holding the sickle over his head with both hands, and took the opponent's heavy blow.
Dang, dang, dang!
With three consecutive crisp sounds, the spirit sword and the two virtual swords chopped on the sickle handle one after another, and the force was so strong that even Tang Yin was shocked back three steps. At this time, he realized that the virtual sword produced by the opponent was not a phantom that disturbed people's eyes, but a real physical sword that could really hurt people.
Taking three steps back, Tang Yin stood firm. Until this moment, the sickle in his hand was still vibrating, making a buzzing sound.
What a powerful spiritual transformation of the soldier! Tang Yin turned his wrist, which was a little painful, and was secretly surprised. He also became more careful, his eyes glowed greener, and he stared at the opponent without blinking.
"Take another sword from me!"
Hong Ying was relentless and stepped forward again. The spiritual sword in his hand slashed at Tang Yin's head in mid-air. Before the spiritual sword arrived, the virtual sword arrived first. The two virtual swords turned into two lightnings and stabbed Tang Yin's neck from the left and right. Hong Ying had to fight quickly. The spiritual transformation of the soldier consumed too much spiritual energy and could not be maintained for a long time. If he could not kill the enemy during the period of the spiritual transformation of the soldier, then he would be the one to be killed.
Knowing the power of the opponent's virtual sword, Tang Yin did not dare to be careless. He used all his strength and swung the sickle in his hand to the left and right.
Dang, dang! With two crisp sounds, the sickle knocked the two virtual swords flying towards him, but then, Hong Ying also rushed to Tang Yin, and the long and wide spiritual sword stabbed Tang Yin's heart fiercely. He was fast, but Tang Yin was even faster. The latter used Shadow Drift to flash from the front of Hong Ying directly to his back, and swept the sickle horizontally, slashing at the opponent's waist.
Hearing the bad wind behind him, Hong Ying took a breath and jumped forward, barely dodging the edge of the sickle. Before Tang Yin could catch up and kill him, the two virtual swords that had just been knocked away by him turned back in the air, one stabbing at his top of the head, and the other stabbing at the back of his neck. Tang Yin reacted very quickly, and his body slightly tilted to the side, first dodging the virtual sword behind him, and then swept the sickle upwards, and bounced off the virtual sword above his head.
But he was delayed by the virtual sword, and Hong Ying, who jumped out, killed him again and stabbed him seven times in a row at the vital points of his body.
The power of Hong Ying's Soldier's Spiritual Transformation lies in the two virtual swords that are born. These two virtual swords do not need Hong Ying's direct control, but can move at will. When others fight with them, they feel that they are not fighting Hong Ying alone, but are dealing with three masters at the same time. Those with slightly worse skills and cultivation often lose within three rounds under Hong Ying's Soldier's Spiritual Transformation.
At the beginning, Tang Yin was also a little uncomfortable with Hong Ying's Soldier's Spiritual Transformation. He was flustered by the two elusive virtual swords, but after dealing with a few moves, he began to calm down gradually. He blocked if he could, and dodged if he could. If it really didn't work, he would use Shadow Drift to save his life.
He was much more confident than Hong Ying. After all, no matter who used the Soldier's Spiritual Transformation, it would not last long. As long as this period of time passed, the opponent's spiritual energy would be exhausted, and he would become his possession.
Soon, Tang Yin's tactics changed from head-on fierce attacks to erratic fighting. As a result, Hong Yingke became anxious and intensified his offensive, launching continuous attacks one after another, wanting to stab the opponent to death with one sword. However, his quick attacks failed to hurt Tang Yin at all, and instead caused his own spiritual energy to be lost faster.
The two fought back and forth for more than 20 rounds. Hong Ying's moves gradually slowed down, and even the two virtual swords were not as flexible as at the beginning. Tang Yin was still calm and composed. He blocked and dodged the opponent's sharp edges and counterattacked one or two swords.
Feeling that the opponent was almost exhausted, Tang Yin, who was originally fighting, suddenly increased his strength, and his sickle flew up and down, attacking Hong Ying with dozens of swords in one breath.
Hong Ying was startled. With the help of the two virtual swords, he barely took Tang Yin's quick swords one by one, but before he could catch his breath, Tang Yin's sickle slashed at his head again.
Seeing that the sickle was coming fiercely and there was a faint sound of thunder, Hong Ying did not dare to take it head-on, and hurriedly dodged sideways.
Crack! With a loud noise, the sickle did not hit Hong Ying, but cut a big crack in the ground. Hong Ying thought he had an opportunity, so he swung his spirit sword outward, and two virtual swords shot out rapidly, hitting Tang Yin's left and right chests.
Tang Yin leaned back, his feet standing on the ground, but his upper body was almost parallel to the ground, and two virtual swords flew past him with a strong wind. As soon as the virtual swords passed by, he immediately straightened his body, and swish, swish, swish, swept three times, hitting Hong Ying's upper, middle and lower three roads. Hong Ying pretended to be flustered, first lowered his head to avoid the upper knife, then blocked it with his sword, took the middle knife, and deliberately pretended to dodge the knife under his feet, and his feet were severely cut by the blade.
He screamed in pain and fell on his back. Tang Yin took advantage of the situation and stepped forward, raised his sickle, and prepared to chop it down.
Hong Ying's goal was to lure Tang Yin to kill him. Secretly, he controlled the two flying virtual swords to bend back and stab Tang Yin's back.
However, Tang Yin's raised sickle did not chop at him. At the moment when the two virtual swords were close to Tang Yin, he suddenly shouted, turned around, aimed at the two virtual swords, and chopped down with the sickle with all his strength.
Tang Yin used all his strength to slash the heavy sword with a terrifying momentum. No sound could be heard in the earlobes, but he could clearly see that the sickle caused waves of fluctuations in the surrounding air when it fell. The spiritual pressure that naturally emanated formed a whirlwind in the temple, and it seemed like there was a kind of suction, attracting everything around to the blade of the sickle.
There was a deafening sound in the earlobes, and the two virtual swords that flew towards Tang Yin were chopped by the sickle. Looking at the two virtual swords, they were broken into pieces and turned into two balls of silver powder, which fell from the air and finally dispersed into nothingness.
Hong Ying never dreamed that the opponent's cultivation was so high that he could chop his weapon's spiritual transformation into pieces. In an instant, the blood on his face faded and turned pale. His body lying on the ground also stiffened. His eyes were full of fear when he looked at Tang Yin.
In fact, Tang Yin's cultivation was on par with Hong Ying. Under normal circumstances, it was impossible to chop Hong Ying's weapon's spiritual transformation into pieces. The key was that Hong Ying's spiritual energy was seriously depleted, and the weapon's spiritual transformation had reached the end of its strength. In this case, the two virtual swords could not withstand Tang Yin's full-strength attack and were chopped into pieces by him.
Hong Ying had never encountered such a thing in his life when his weapon's spiritual transformation was chopped into pieces by the opponent. At this time, let alone hurting the enemy, he didn't even have the courage to fight anymore. After two seconds of stunned, he suddenly screamed, jumped up from the ground, and turned around and ran without saying a word.
But now he wanted to run again, how could it be too late?
Tang Yin swayed and flashed directly in front of him, blocking Hong Ying's way. He said with a smile: "I have just said that tonight, no one from the Ning Gang can leave!" As he spoke, he swung the sickle in his hand horizontally.
Hong Ying secretly cried out that it was not good, and ducked his head to dodge, but before he stood up, Tang Yin's sweeping kick came again. Hong Ying had an injury on his foot and was unable to move. He had no time to jump and could only withdraw, but Tang Yin rushed to him in one step. The distance between the two was so close that their noses almost touched each other.
"Ah——"
Hong Ying screamed, instinctively leaned back, and at the same time raised his hand and stabbed Tang Yin in front of him. His sword was only halfway stabbed, Tang Yin's head suddenly pushed forward, and with a snap, his forehead hit Hong Ying's face. The latter felt that he was not knocked down by the other's head, but more like a huge hammer hitting his face.
His body was suspended in the air, and he fell straight to the ground. The spiritual armor on his face was smashed to pieces, his face was covered in blood, his eyes were unfocused, and his limbs were still struggling and supporting himself, trying to stand up from the ground. But no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't stand up, and his body finally fell to the ground with powerlessness.
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