Zhuifeng Sword drew out his long sword, and while his body was shaking, the spiritual armor transformation and the spiritual transformation of the weapon were completed at the same time. Then he raised the spiritual sword, pointed it at Tang Yin, and said grimly: "Maybe you have many unusual things, but...
That doesn’t ensure you won’t follow in the footsteps of the people you work for!”
Tang Yin looked up and smiled, swinging the two swords in his hands casually, and said: "You ran fast last time, but this time, I'm afraid you won't be so lucky!" As he spoke, he turned to face Cheng Jin, the leader.
The hidden arrow personnel shouted: "Get out of your way, I will deal with this person. Go elsewhere to check if there are no other enemies. If you find any, you will be killed without mercy!"
Although Tang Yin looked relaxed on the surface, he actually had no idea when facing the Feng Zhui Sword. The Feng Zhui Sword was a spiritual martial arts master of the same level as Shangguan Yuan Rang. He not only had superb cultivation and unique spiritual martial arts, but he could also use the spirit of weapons.
Change, if Hidden Arrow fights alongside him, I am afraid that not only will he not be able to help, but he will only increase casualties.
"Sir..." Cheng Jin was worried that Tang Yin was left alone to fight Zhuifengjian. He still wanted to talk, but the latter said decisively: "You are so wordless, just follow my orders!"
Hearing that Tang Yin's tone was extremely harsh, Cheng Jin did not dare to say any more, waved his hands to his subordinates, and led the Hidden Arrows to slowly withdraw. However, he did not go far, but circled around Tang Yin and Zhui Fengjian,
As soon as something goes wrong, he can help immediately.
After getting rid of the secret arrows, Tang Yin's originally tense nerves relaxed. The temperature of the blood in his body was rising, the circulation was accelerating, and his two eyes were faintly emitting a strange green light. From deep in his heart, Tang Yin felt
I have a kind of enthusiasm for Lingwu. Once I meet a master, I can't restrain the excitement in my heart.
He stood in a T-step at his feet, leaning forward, with both swords behind his back, ready to attack. The Wind Chasing Sword did not dare to be careless. Although Tang Yin's cultivation level was not as high as his, the difference was not huge. More importantly,
What's more, he is a dark spiritual cultivator, which is very difficult to deal with. It is very difficult to kill a dark spiritual cultivator with profound cultivation.
"kill!"
Tang Yin was the first to attack. There was a distance of about five meters between him and the Feng Zhui Sword, but he jumped out and was almost in front of the Feng Zhui Sword. His two swords drew two long electric lights in the air, and he went straight towards the Feng Zhui Sword.
The wind sword stabbed into the chest.
With a secret voice, Chasing the Wind Sword turned around to get out of the way of the two swords, and then the spirit sword in his hand swept out and struck back at Tang Yin's lower abdomen. Tang Yin did not dodge or dodge, turning a blind eye to the opponent's spirit sword.
The two knives turned from stabbing to slashing, and swept towards Chai Feng Sword's neck.
With his completely life-for-life style of play, if the opponent can hurt him, he can also hurt the opponent. However, because he is a dark spiritual cultivator, even if he is seriously injured, he will not be killed. But Zhuifeng
Not so with the sword. He didn't have the guts to fight a dark spiritual cultivator and lose both sides.
The movement of Chasing the Wind Sword was extremely fast. I had never seen him accumulating such strength. His whole body flew backwards, and Tang Yin's double swords also slashed into the air. He was fast, but Tang Yin was faster, and black suddenly rose up around him.
The fog and then the person disappeared out of thin air. When he reappeared, he had appeared behind Zhui Fengjian, and stabbed the back of Zhui Fengjian with the two knives in his hands.
The reaction of Chai Feng Sword was extremely fast. Tang Yin's sword had just thrust out, and his sword had already swept back.
Bang!
The spirit sword collided with the spirit sword and made a crisp sound. The Wind Chasing Sword suddenly roared. The spirit sword was raised from bottom to top and hit Tang Yin's chest directly. The latter crossed his swords and connected downwards, clang, and again.
There was a harsh clash of iron tools, and Tang Yin felt a strong force coming from under the knife. He couldn't control his body and jumped up.
Chasing the Wind Sword was so powerful that he fell to the ground with one foot. His figure was like an arrow, and he jumped up from the ground and shot towards Tang Yin in mid-air. At the same time, the sword in his hand also stabbed straight into Tang Yin's heart. Tang Yin was already dead in the air.
He focused harder and couldn't dodge. At this moment, he used Shadow Drift again. The Wind Chasing Sword seemed to have stabbed Tang Yin, but in fact it only hit his afterimage left in the air. Tang Yin appeared in the Wind Chasing Sword.
On the side of Tang Yin's body, two swords were thrown out in succession, either prodding or stabbing, chopping or slashing, and struck twelve times in a row. The Wind Chaser Sword was caught off guard by Tang Yin's sudden sharp sword, and he was unable to fight back, so he could only parry.
Pressing back to the ground, with a muffled thud, Chasing the Wind Sword landed with both feet, and the rocks under his feet were crushed to pieces.
At the same time, Tang Yin also flew down from the air. Taking advantage of the inertia of his fall, he slashed the top of Zhui Fengjian's head with his two swords. The latter was also tough and did not dodge. He fought with his sword horizontally.
Dang rang! Click!
This was no longer a collision between spiritual soldiers, but a direct confrontation between the spiritual energy of the two. The spiritual pressure generated at that moment broke seven or eight of the strange rocks around the two of them, causing sand and rocks to fly in the field, covering the sky.
The sun was blocked. Due to the force of the rebound, Tang Yin's fallen body bounced back into the air. With a loud shout from the Wind Chaser Sword, he jumped out of the big round pit that he had stepped on and jumped into the air. This time, he was taller than Tang Yin.
Soon, when he reached the top of the latter's head, he said ferociously: "You also take my sword!"
Buzz!
Zhui Feng Sword used the sword as a sword and aimed it at the top of Tang Yin's head to chop. Tang Yin exerted force on his waist, and his originally upright body was suddenly thrown horizontally. His two swords were crossed, and while he forcibly connected with the opponent's spirit sword, he also kicked out from below.
Bang! Bang!
The heavy blow of the Wind Chasing Sword landed firmly on Tang Yin's double swords. The latter's body in the air seemed to turn into a huge boulder in an instant and fell rapidly. With a muffled thump, Tang Yin hit the ground hard, covering the ground.
A large deep pit was created, which was two meters long. Even so, the residual momentum still pushed his body five or six meters away, leaving a shocking scratch on the rock on the ground.
And the kick he just counterattacked hit the Wind Chasing Sword's abdomen exactly, and the back was like a kite with a broken string. It bounced back several meters in the air before falling to the ground. When he landed, he broke two stone pillars in succession, and then
After barely holding his body steady, Zhui Fengjian felt a burning pain in his lower abdomen as if it was on fire. At the same time, blood and energy surged up in his body, his throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood almost spurted out on the spot.
In this continuous exchange of blows and head-on confrontation, neither of them took advantage of the other, and each suffered serious internal injuries.
Tang Yin lay on the ground, took a few breaths, and then jumped up from the ground like a carp. His waist was slightly bent, and while he was panting, he stared at the Chasing Wind Sword opposite him with a pair of green eyes. At this time,
, the fierce light in Zhui Fengjian's eyes was also frighteningly bright, and he met Tang Yin's gaze directly.
The two looked at each other silently, neither of them launched an attack easily, and the scene suddenly became surprisingly quiet.
Now, both of them are thinking about how to kill each other. Tang Yin's trump card is speed and weirdness, and Chasing Wind Sword is not slower than him, and its reaction is faster. His two major strengths are difficult to defeat the opponent.
It worked on him, and the Wind Chaser Sword had no good way to deal with Tang Yin. Using spiritual martial arts skills on him was of no use at all. It was a waste of spiritual energy. He could dodge with just a shadow drift, but in a head-to-head encounter, Tang Yin's moves were too difficult to figure out.
, not only can you not take advantage, but you can also easily suffer hidden losses.
After much deliberation, Zhui Fengjian made a decision and decided to use the weapon's spiritual transformation again.
I saw Zhui Fengjian slowly raising the spiritual sword in his hand, and white mist emitted from his palm. The white mist and the spiritual sword quickly merged and became one. Then, the spiritual sword glowed brightly, and its whole body was crystal clear, as if it had transformed.
It turns into a lightsaber, and the scene is beautiful and shocking.
Without warning, the spiritual sword in Zhui Fengjian's hand suddenly shot out and went straight to Tang Yin's throat.
The shooting of the Spiritual Sword is not that the whole sword flies out, but that the sword body suddenly stretches out, and the speed is much faster than the Lixian Sword. If it were anyone else, they would definitely be frightened by the strange scene in front of them.
Jumping, when he came back to his senses, his throat might have been pierced by the spirit sword, but Tang Yin's reaction speed was too fast, and his body was only slightly turned to one side, allowing the edge of the spirit sword to come over.
But before he could stabilize his body, the spirit sword suddenly changed from stabbing to sweeping, and then slashed towards his neck.
Although the spirit sword changed quickly, it was not as fast as Tang Yin's shadow drifted. The latter's body turned into a black mist and disappeared in front of Zhui Fengjian. When he appeared, he was already behind Zhui Fengjian.
Knowing that the opponent's spirit sword has completed the spiritual transformation of the weapon, and is ever-changing and endless, Tang Yin no longer wants to simply compete with the wind-chasing sword, but intends to fight in close quarters. In this way, he can change the opponent's spirit sword.
The power of the spiritual soldiers is suppressed to the lowest level.
Tang Yin held both swords upside down and struck the left and right temples of Zhui Feng Sword with the handles of the sword. Zhui Feng Sword hurriedly lowered his body, retracted the extended spirit sword at the same time, and stabbed Tang Yin behind him, but Tang Yin didn't even respond to him.
Taking the opportunity to stab, Tang Yin pushed forward with one knee, hitting the crook of Zhui Feng Jian's knee. The latter couldn't stand and fell to the ground on one knee. Tang Yin reached forward with both arms and pulled Zhui Feng Jian's knee.
The neck was strangled, and the arms were retracted with force. With a creaking sound, the spiritual armor around the neck of Chasing Wind Sword was strangled and deformed.
What kind of weird move is this! Now the Wind Chaser Sword has been overwhelmed by Tang Yin's endless weird moves. He used all his strength and kicked the ground with both feet, causing him to fly backwards together with Tang Yin behind him.
Boom! Plop!
The two of them knocked down a stone pillar before falling to the ground. Due to the force of the impact, Tang Yin's arms were loosened. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhui Feng Sword suddenly opened Tang Yin's arms, trying to stand up.
, but then he realized that Tang Yin's legs were already clasped around his waist. When he stood up, he still brought Tang Yin up.
Before he could recover, the handle of the sword in Tang Yin's right hand hit him hard on the forehead. The blow was so hard that with a crisp sound, the spiritual armor on the forehead of Zhui Feng Sword cracked, almost
He was completely shattered. The Wind Chaser screamed in pain, jumped up high on the ground, controlled the spirit sword, and stabbed the top of his head.