Another brazen talker! During the battle, Tang Yin grinned with joy. He hurriedly drew out several swords to repel the enemies around him, and raised his eyes to look for fame...
I saw several people rushing towards An Jun's crowd. The leader, wearing white spiritual armor, held out a large spiritual knife in his hand.
Before anyone arrived, the spiritual pressure arrived first. Before the fight, Tang Yin could already tell that the opponent was a spiritual martial arts master. His heart beat faster, and his face showed excitement. He straightened his body, raised the spiritual sword upside down, and blinked.
He looked at the incoming enemy without blinking.
Several people came to Tang Yin, lined up in front and behind him, and the leader stood in the middle. He pointed at Tang Yin with his spiritual knife, gritted his teeth and said: "Tang Thief, we are worried that we can't find you. I didn't expect you to be alone today."
He took the initiative to deliver it to your door!"
"Who are you waiting for?" Tang Yin asked with his head raised.
"Qingyuntang!" the leader said harshly.
"Oh, who am I? It turns out to be the remnant of Santangkou!"
Tang Yin raised his head and smiled, but immediately suppressed his smile and said in a deep voice: "You all must die!" He has not forgotten the torture he suffered in Mo Di, and the one who hurt him at that time was the unique hidden weapon dragon of Qingyuntang.
Scales fall.
Tang Yin had suffered losses from Qingyuntang, and Qingyuntang was also wiped out by the Feng Army. There was a deep hatred between the two parties. Now that the enemies met, they were extremely jealous. Both sides roared in unison, and the fight came to a point.
The Qingyuntang disciples used desperate tactics when they came up. There were five of them in total, and they all used the spiritual transformation of their weapons. The five transformed spiritual weapons shot out dazzling light and swept towards Tang Yin together.
In the face of the spiritual transformation of soldiers, even Tang Yin, who had reached the Lingkong realm, did not dare to be careless at all. He also used the spiritual transformation of soldiers to deal with it.
As the spiritual sword in his hand suddenly glowed with rays of light, the dark spiritual cultivator's unique spiritual martial skill - Ghost Blood Blade? Fury was also released.
In an instant, a huge figure appeared above Tang Yin's head, suspended in mid-air, with a black cloak shining on it. Its facial features could not be seen, only two shining eyes could be seen. It was holding a giant sword.
Roaring and flying towards the five people on the opposite side.
"Everyone, be careful -" the leader of the Qingyuntang disciples loudly reminded the four companions around him. Before he could finish his words, the huge figure had already come to them and slashed fiercely with the long sword raised high.
Before the sword edge arrived, the terrifyingly powerful spiritual pressure had already fallen, and all five Qingyuntang disciples were affected by it.
The five people shouted at the same time, raised the transformed spirit soldiers in their hands, and tried to parry with all their strength. A loud bang was heard in the ears, and the ground suddenly exploded like a heavy bomb falling. For a moment,
The dust was flying, covering the sky and the sun. The Anjun who were close by were directly knocked away by the strong wind and air waves. Even the Anjun who were far away were affected by the impact and could not help but retreat continuously, with their armor exposed.
The skin was scratched with countless bloody marks by the fine gravel blown in the face.
This earth-shattering blow directly caused the five Qingyuntang disciples who gathered together to fly in different directions. The leader of the disciples was forced by the powerful spiritual pressure. He could not dodge and could only grit his teeth and attack the giant statue.
heavy blow.
Boom! There was another loud noise that shook the earth. The disciple of Qingyun Hall spewed out bloody arrows. His whole figure was like a cannonball being shot out of the muzzle, and flew backwards again. This time, before the disciple could even hit the ground, he spurted out another mouthful of blood.
Xue Mist, the spiritual armor on his body had been shattered into pieces.
But this was not the end. When he landed, the Colossus followed him again, and the giant sword still slashed down viciously, without giving him any chance to breathe. Now, he was no longer able to parry, and he watched the giant sword fall.
, he could only hold on hard.
Boom! The sword fell to the ground, and a three- to four-meter-long crater was made on the ground. The Qingyuntang disciple was shattered to pieces alive. However, the terrifying colossus did not disappear because of his death.
direction, and pounced on another Qingyuntang disciple.
The man was so frightened that he turned around and ran away, but his legs could not outrun the soaring giant statue.
In the blink of an eye, it chased him behind him and slashed down with the huge sword raised high. The man felt a huge spiritual pressure coming from behind, but he did not dare to parry and had no time to dodge, so he could only use
He continued to run forward without the strength to feed himself.
Boom! In the end, this Qingyun Hall disciple was unable to escape the killing move of the colossus, and was shattered by the giant sword, leaving no trace of his body. Only then did the colossus turn into a ball of smoke and disappear in the air.
From the appearance to the disappearance of the Colossus, a total of four swords were fired, which were the Ghost Blood Blade? Fury? Four consecutive battles.
The remaining three disciples were dumbfounded with fear at this time. They had seen many people perform magical changes in weapons before, but they had never seen such terrifying magical changes in weapons. It was simply beyond human power.
Can compete with it.
The three of them stood up, looking at Tang Yin eagerly, breathing heavily, and large beads of sweat were dripping down their foreheads.
They had not directly fought with Tang Yin, but now, the three of them seemed to have just fought a life-and-death battle, and the exhaustion caused by the mental tension had made them feel unable to do what they did.
Seeing that the spiritual soldiers in their hands had returned to normal, Tang Yin also withdrew the spiritual transformation of the soldiers. He held the spiritual sword upside down, walked slowly towards the three of them with a smile, and said: "Your brothers from the same sect have already taken the lead, so don't you guys?"
Let them wait on the road, and let’s go on the road together!”
"Tang...Tang Thief, you...you want to kill them all, but you can't do it?" A Qingyun Hall disciple raised his spiritual sword tremblingly, pointing at Tang Yin with the tip of the sword shaking.
"Can I interpret your insult as your begging for mercy?" Tang Yin stood three steps away from him.
"You..." This Qingyun Hall disciple blushed and subconsciously took half a step back.
Before he could finish speaking, Tang Yin continued: "No! I don't accept your begging for mercy." As he spoke, he took a step forward and handed the spiritual sword in his hand towards his face.
"I'll fight you!" Qingyuntang disciples looked at each other. What kind of strange move is this? It's no different from fighting with gangsters! Tang Yin secretly laughed in his heart, stood up on the same spot, and didn't move, forcing the opponent to hit him.
Dang! With the collision of spirit armor and spirit armor, the Qingyun Hall disciple's Tianling Gai hit Tang Yin's chest firmly. The latter's figure was like a nail driven into the ground without moving at all.
On the contrary, the Qingyun Hall disciple who bumped into him felt pain on the top of his head, and stars were shooting out of his eyes. He endured the pain and dizziness, and took advantage of the opportunity of holding Tang Yin's chest, raised his sword from below, and stabbed Tang Yin quickly.
Lower abdomen.
The sword came quickly and insidiously, and Tang Yin's sight was just blocked by his head, so he couldn't see the sword thrust below him.
Seeing that the sword edge was about to come into contact with the spiritual armor on Tang Yin's abdomen, the corners of his mouth were raised unconsciously, and at this moment, he suddenly felt an extremely powerful pressure hitting his back.
A snapping sound was heard in the helix of the ear, and Tang Yin's fist hit his spine. The Qingyun Hall disciple groaned and fell to the ground. The spiritual armor on his back was shattered, and the spine on his lower back was thrown towards him.
The depression is quite big.
"Huh, how dare you show up even though you're just a master of the class?!" Tang Yin sneered, bent down, grabbed his head and lifted him up from the ground. As his fingers retracted, with a click, the spiritual armor on his face was crushed. Tang Yin
The dark fire in the palm burned directly on his face.
The other two Qingyuntang disciples came to their senses, and when they rushed to rescue them, they only caught the mummy of their companion that had lost its essence.
The two were filled with grief and anger, and both screamed and attacked Tang Yin.
The two sides only had three encounters, and one of them was pierced through the chest by Tang Yin's sword. The other roared and threw himself on Tang Yin's back regardless, wrapping his legs around his waist, raising his fists, and struck continuously.
Tang Yin's head.
Dang, Dang, Dang! The collision of spiritual armor and spiritual armor, the sound of gold kept ringing, and sparks flying everywhere.
Tang Yin sneered and raised his hand, as if he were catching a monkey that jumped on him. He pulled the man off his back and threw him to the ground. Before he could get up, he lifted his leg and kicked it hard.
In front of the other person's face.
Bang! With just one kick, the spiritual armor on the man's head was shattered, revealing his original appearance. Looking at him again, the bridge of his nose was collapsed, and his face and mouth were covered in blood.
Tang Yin refused to give up, raised his leg again, and kicked him again. This kick was directly accompanied by the sound of cracking bones. He crushed the man's head forcefully, and blood splashed far away in all directions.
Five Qingyun Hall disciples were all killed in Tang Yin's hands, and the time before and after the two together was less than ten minutes. When the security guards around him saw this, they were angry and chilled. People still surrounded Tang Yin, but
No one dared to take a step forward anymore.
"Ask your commanders to come out and fight me! Since you dare to lay an ambush here, you should have the courage not to be a coward!" As Tang Yin spoke, he kicked the headless corpse below into the crowd of Anjun.
"Shi, are you their captain of thousands?" Tang Yin looked him up and down and asked.
"That's right! My name is Wang Yi!" The man waved the long knife in his hand and glared at Tang Yin.
"Okay, okay, I'm looking for you!" Tang Yin's tiger eyes flashed sharply, and he raised his sword and stepped forward. Before anyone arrived, the sword's edge had already taken down the opponent's top, middle and bottom.
Wang Yi yelled and it was a good idea. He had no intention of competing with Tang Yin in his moves, so he released a cross slash, and the dense spiritual blades attacked Tang Yin overwhelmingly.
Tang Yin was not in a hurry, sheathed the sword calmly, and with a swivel of his body, he passed by the periphery of the spiritual blade and rushed to Wang Yi's side. The spiritual sword thrust out again and took out the opponent's ribs.