As Tang Yin's head fell off, the two shadow clones that pounced on Huangfu Yucheng suddenly dispersed into spiritual energy and disappeared into nothing.
"Haha!" Seeing Tang Yin's head falling far away, Huangfu Yucheng looked up and laughed wildly, saying: "The Wind King died in my hands, haha, the Wind King actually died in my hands, haha——"
The feeling of killing the king of a country with his hands was so wonderful, and it was enough for him to show off for a lifetime. Huangfu Yucheng laughed wildly, and the sound of laughter rose and fell in the woods and lingered for a long time.
Just when Huangfu Yucheng got carried away and laughed wildly, he didn't notice that the headless corpse kneeling in front of him was quickly igniting black flames.
Without any warning, the arm of the headless corpse suddenly stretched forward and stabbed directly into the lower abdomen of Huangfu Yucheng in front of him.
The attack came so suddenly and so unbelievably that no one, including Huangfu Yucheng, could have imagined that a corpse with its head missing could actually launch an attack.
The laughter suddenly stopped, and Huangfu Yucheng's eyes suddenly widened. With an expression of disbelief, he slowly lowered his head and saw that Tang Yin's arm had completely deformed and turned into a long
The sharp arm blade pierced his spiritual armor and penetrated deeply into his lower abdomen. The fire of darkness was burning into his body along the arm blade.
This...how is this possible? Huangfu Yucheng couldn't understand what was going on. He had his head cut off and he could still attack him. Could it be that he was not a powerful ghost? The hairs all over his body stood up, and he instinctively drove the spiritual energy in his body to block the darkness.
Invasion of Fire.
"I've been telling you that it's not that easy to kill me." At that moment, a voice suddenly came from the woods, and with the sound of rustling grass, a group of people walked out of the woods.
The leader is tall and slender, wearing a well-fitting and gorgeous black brocade dress, with a delicate jade belt tied around his waist. Looking at his face, he has sharp eyebrows and tiger eyes, and is extremely handsome. Isn't this person Tang Yin or who is it?
Walking side by side with him was Ren Xiao, the Seventh Young Master of Shenchi, followed by Asan, Asi, Yin Lan, Cheng Jin and others.
Another Tang Yin appears again? So, who is this Tang Yin who has been fighting against him? Could it be... a shadow clone? But how can a shadow clone create another clone?
Huangfu Yucheng stared blankly at Tang Yin and others, speechless.
Tang Yin clasped his hands behind his back and walked slowly forward, then squatted down and picked up the severed head on the ground. His mouth opened slightly, and as he inhaled, the severed head began to vaporize from the top of his head and turned into white.
The mist was inhaled by Tang Yin.
"You said that you are a cautious person and never fight an uncertain battle, but why am I not the same? Do you think that I can survive to this day only by luck? In fact, I am better than anyone else.
Be careful and be cautious, do you think I can really deal with so many Piaomiao Hall assassins and you alone?"
Tang Yin inhaled the entire severed head into his body, clapped his hands, threw away the remaining maple leaf, then shook his head and said: "People only want to see what they want to see." As he spoke, he stretched out his hands.
He took out his fingers and stuck the blood on the corpse. The blood vaporized on his fingertips and instantly turned into spiritual energy.
It's fake! It turns out that everything is fake! Not only the person is fake, but also the blood that flows out is fake. Is this the mystery of the shadow clone? Huangfu Yucheng's body shivered suddenly, he looked at Tang Yin, and asked intermittently:
"why why……"
As if he knew what he was asking, Tang Yin looked at Huangfu Yucheng, who was pale and trembling, and then lowered his eyes to look at the arm knife inserted into his lower abdomen that was burning with the fire of darkness. He nodded and said with a slight smile: "In the darkness.
You are still able to persist for so long when the fire continues to enter your body. You are worthy of being a disciple of the Great Elder Shenchi." After a pause, he took a deep breath and asked: "Have you never heard of 'Shadow Fission'?
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Shadow fission? By the way, this is the legendary shadow fission. The advanced skill of shadow clone can further divide the shadow clone and then split into clones. Huangfu Yucheng understood everything, but it was too late, and the invasion continued.
The dark fire in his body was rapidly burning away the spiritual energy in his body.
He gritted his teeth, used all his strength, and roared with a trembling voice: "I don't accept it...I don't accept you..."
Tang Yin nodded, patted the headless corpse, and said with a smile: "You do have a reason to be unconvinced. If it hadn't been for the shadow clone tonight, I might have been splattered with blood by now, but again, this is
The battlefield is not a competition of martial arts. Soldiers never tire of deceit. No matter whether you are convinced or not, now that you have lost, your life should be mine!" As soon as he finished speaking, he also took out his sword and shook it.
Spiritualized, the fire of darkness spreads to the sword.
Seeing that he was going to give him the final blow, Huangfu Yucheng smelled the approach of death. His scalp was numb and his hair almost stood on end. He subconsciously looked at Ren Xiao and screamed: "Seventh Young Master, save me...
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Before Ren Xiao could reply, Tang Yin said first, "I only think of your seventh son now, it's too late!"
While he was speaking, he thrust the spiritual sword forward in his hand, and there was a popping sound. The spiritual sword penetrated Huangfu Yucheng's throat, and the sharp edge entered from the front of his neck and came out at the base of his neck.
Huangfu Yucheng couldn't say a word anymore. His wide-open mouth only made strange gurgling noises, and a strange dark fire came out of his throat and burned back onto his face.
This was a fatal sword. No matter how deep Huangfu Yucheng's cultivation was, he could no longer withstand the burning fire of darkness.
The spiritual armor all over his body was scattered, and a large amount of mist poured in from his body in an endless stream. From this, it can be seen that Huangfu Yucheng's cultivation is deep and his spiritual energy is sufficient.
Tang Yin greedily and eagerly sucked in every ray of spiritual energy emanating from the opponent's body, absorbing it all into his body. After a full two minutes, Huangfu Yucheng's achievement was considered to be the most abundant spiritual energy Tang Yin had ever absorbed, and he absorbed so much spiritual energy.
, even he himself was shocked. It was not until he sucked up the last trace of spiritual energy in the air that he took back the shadow clone with only the headless body left.
With the return of the shadow clone, and the previously sucked Huangfu Yucheng, Tang Yin felt that his body began to expand. This was a normal reaction to absorbing too much spiritual energy at once.
Ren Xiao on the side looked at Huangfu Yucheng's body, and then at Tang Yin who stood silently with his eyes closed. He couldn't help but shook his head. In fact, he just wanted to persuade Tang Yin to let Huangfu Yucheng go. This man is hateful and deserves to be
Kill him, but he is Huangfu Xiutai's nephew after all. Killing him will deepen the hatred between Tang Yin and Huangfu Xiutai and make it more difficult to resolve. Now, even if Tang Yin is willing to return Jiang Banxue, I'm afraid Huangfu Xiu
Tai also has to come to him to fight for his life.
After a long time, Tang Yin opened his eyes, glanced at the corpse on the ground, and said, "Ah San, Ah Si."
"Your Majesty?" Asan and Asi hurriedly stepped forward and stepped in to salute.
"Here, bring Huangfu Yucheng's body back to the Shenchi, and then tell the people in the Shenchi that if you want to take revenge on me, just come. The more the merrier, I welcome you most!" Tang Yin said, turned back, and walked toward the woods.
As he walked out, he waved and said, "Go back to the city!"
Huangfu Yucheng died, and it can be said that he died unjustly. In terms of true strength, he was not inferior to Tang Yin. He even used the advanced Wind Splitting Clone Technique to deal with Tang Yin's immature Shadow Phantom Prison very effectively.
But as Tang Yin said, people only want to see what they want to see, and Huangfu Yucheng did not become an exception.
His carelessness and self-confidence eventually sent him to hell. Along with this, the assassins of Piaomiao Hall also suffered heavy losses that night. At least thirty elite assassins were killed in the hands of Tang Yin's clones.
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By the time Tang Yin led a group of people back to the City Lord's Mansion, a large number of guards had gathered here, cleaning up corpses and repairing damaged houses and courtyard walls.
"The city lord's mansion was severely damaged and it is difficult to move in. The king should stay in the military camp outside the city!" Yin Lan persuaded in a low voice.
This time Tang Yin did not object again. He looked up at the ruined city lord's palace. He nodded and said, "Okay! We will continue to go south in the next two days. It will be more convenient to live in the military camp."
As he spoke, he turned to look at Ren Xiao, who had been silent, and asked, "Brother Ren, why don't you speak? Are you worried?"
"Yes!" Ren Xiao nodded and said honestly: "I'm worried that Elder Huangfu will make a comeback and even take action personally. By then, I'm afraid I won't be able to stop him."
Tang Yin's eyes narrowed, and he subconsciously clenched the Dragon Song Sword left by Huangfu Yucheng, and asked: "Tell me, with my current strength, is it possible to defeat Huangfu Xiutai?"
Ren Xiao took a deep look at Tang Yin, shook his head and said, "No."
"Not even a 10% chance?" Tang Yin was still far away! Ren Xiao sighed in his heart, but he didn't say so, he just shook his head silently.
"If my cultivation can break through the spiritual space realm and enter the spiritual disillusionment, then I should have the strength to fight Huangfu Xiutai." Tang Yin said as if he was asking a question but also talking to himself.
When Ren Xiao heard this, he smiled bitterly in his heart. Breaking through the Spiritual Sky Realm was a goal that most spiritual cultivators could not achieve in their lifetime. Even Ren Xiao himself estimated that even if he had to break through the Spiritual God Realm,
It would still take ten years, and to break through the Lingkong realm, one would need to continue training hard for at least another twenty years. But in Tang Yin's case, it seemed that this goal could be accomplished at any time.
Of course, Ren Xiao also understood that as a spiritual cultivator of the dark sect and the king of a country, and in troubled times, Tang Yin had all the conditions to break through the realm of cultivation in a short period of time.
It can be said that Tang Yin's path of spiritual cultivation is unique, unprecedented, and will probably never be followed again in the future.