Tang Yin leaned back to dodge the backlash of the Wind Chasing Sword, and at the same time, the legs that were clamped around the opponent's waist were thrown back with all his strength.
Whoosh!
The body of Chasing the Wind Sword flew backwards, passed several stone pillars, and fell straight to the edge of the cliff. Seeing the moment when Chasing the Wind Sword was about to fall off the cliff, his arms shook, and the spiritual sword suddenly grew, like a soft whip, wrapping around
On a stone pillar, he swung his fallen body back up.
When his feet returned to the ground, Zhui Fengjian also let out a long sigh, secretly saying that it was dangerous. If he hadn't moved quickly enough, Tang Yin would have thrown himself off the cliff. He gritted his teeth and raised his arms.
During the swing, the edge of the spirit sword pierced directly into the rock on the ground.
Before Tang Yin could figure out what he was going to do, he suddenly felt the rock under his feet vibrate, and a powerful force hit him quickly. Tang Yin had no time to think about it, and took a step back completely instinctively. The moment he stepped back, he saw a spiritual force suddenly shot out from the rock on the ground.
The edge of the sword almost brushed against Tang Yin's chest.
Ah? At this time, he finally understood the intention of Chasing the Wind Sword. He hid the spirit sword underground and launched an attack on himself from the ground. What a cunning Wind Chasing Sword! Tang Yin's figure swayed and he used shadow drift to get to Chasing.
As Fengjian approached, before the two swords in his hands had time to attack, another force came from the ground.
Tang Yin's heart moved and he hurriedly dodged and stepped aside. However, this time his movements were a little slower. The sharp edge of the spirit sword grazed his chest and opened a foot-long gap in his spiritual armor, which was dangerous.
His flesh was injured. When Tang Yin was still in shock, the spirit sword he shot retracted into the ground, and then penetrated out again, this time to stab his chest.
At this time, Tang Yin no longer cared about attacking the Wind Chasing Sword and could only retreat. However, when he took one step back, the Spirit Sword pursued him one step. Tang Yin retreated twenty steps back, and the Spirit Sword thrust out twenty times on the ground.
, wherever Tang Yin passed, the rocks on the ground were covered with small gaps pierced by the spirit sword.
There is no way to go on like this. Being beaten so passively, you don't know when you will be injured by the opponent's sword. Thinking of this, Tang Yin used Shadow Drift and dodged directly to a place ten meters away, thinking that this time he would definitely retreat to the opponent's side.
He was out of the attack range, but who knew he had just appeared, and the spiritual sword sprang out from under his feet.
Tang Yin had no choice but to retreat again, but this time he had already retreated to the edge of the cliff, and he would fall if he retreated any further. At this critical moment, someone suddenly shouted from the side of Chasing the Wind Sword: "Stop hurting my lord!"
Following the words, Jiang Mo held the spiritual sword and shot straight at the Wind Chasing Sword.
Before anyone arrived, the sword arrived first, and the spirit sword was hung by the strong wind and struck at the side of Zhui Fengjian's neck.
Zhui Fengjian sneered. Tang Yin was difficult to deal with, but that did not mean that all dark spiritual cultivators were difficult to deal with. He turned slightly sideways and saw that the spirit sword was approaching him. He swayed and easily avoided it.
Before Jiang Mo could sheath his sword and attack again, a cold light suddenly shot out from the rocks on the ground, from bottom to top, piercing Jiang Mo's heart like lightning.
This sword was too fast and too sudden. Jiang Mo was caught off guard. He subconsciously wanted to use Shadow Drift to dodge, but at this time it was too late for him to use Shadow Drift again. He only heard a thud and the sword stabbed firmly.
Jiang Mo's heart was filled with black mist around his body, but he fell to his knees slumped on the ground. The edge of the spiritual sword came from the front of his heart and poked out from his back shoulder.
A fatal sword.
Tang Yin in the distance could see clearly. He wanted to save him, but it was too late. It can be said that the moment Jiang Mo rushed up, he realized that something was wrong. Jiang Mo's cultivation was too far behind that of Chasing the Wind Sword, and he could not resist the opponent's move.
Half stance, in fact, it was like this. Jiang Mo was stabbed in the vital point before even taking a single move in front of the Wind Chasing Sword.
Jiang Mo is the veteran of the secret assassin. He has been following Tang Yin for a long time. He has been by his side through life and death and has made many contributions. At this time, watching Jiang Mo fall under the opponent's sword, Tang Yin's head buzzed.
A certain nerve in his body seemed to have broken. The blood in his body surged up. His eyes were congested and turned blood red. He roared and roared. With a roar, Tang Yin's whole body was covered with black flames. The flames were black.
Yes, but the heart of the fire shines with a strange blue light, which is the burning soul of the dark fire.
At this time, Cheng Jin and other hidden arrow personnel around wanted to rush forward to attack Zhui Fengjian and save Jiang Mo. Tang Yin suddenly shouted: "Everyone, get out of my way!" Following the words, his figure became like a ball.
The black fireball shot straight towards the Wind Chasing Sword.
Chasing the Wind Sword has seen souls burning, but he has never seen souls burning when the whole person is covered with dark fire. Seeing this scene, Tang Yin also felt a chill in his heart. He hurriedly retracted the Spirit Sword and stabbed forward.
The sword suddenly grew longer, and its edge faced Tang Yin.
Tang Yin didn't hide at all, and with a squeak, the spirit sword pierced his lower abdomen. However, Tang Yin's speed did not slow down, and he let the spirit sword pass through his lower abdomen. In an instant, he was in front of the Wind Chasing Sword, and the two knives in his hands also stabbed hard.
The left and right sides of the opponent's chest.
Now Tang Yin's whole body was hanging on the spirit sword. Zhui Feng Sword wanted to retract his sword to block, but it was already too late. He wanted to dodge, but Tang Yin's sword was too fast, leaving him no chance to dodge. Zhui Feng Sword gritted his teeth.
He leaned his body back, reluctantly avoiding his vital parts.
Phew!
Tang Yin's two swords did not hit the chest of Zhui Feng Sword, but penetrated deeply into his left and right shoulders. The force was so fierce that it not only pierced the spiritual armor of Zhui Feng Sword, but even the tip of the blade was made of Zhui Feng Sword's body.
The back sticks out.
"ah--"
Zhui Fengjian screamed in pain, his vision went black, and he almost fainted on the spot. However, before he could catch his breath, he saw that the dark fire on Tang Yin's body had spread along the two swords, and was about to burn his wounds.
Without the protection of spiritual armor, even with his spiritual cultivation, he could not withstand the burning of the fire of darkness.
In just a moment, Zhui Fengjian broke out in cold sweat. At this time, he wanted to shorten the spirit sword and pull it out from Tang Yin's body. There was no time. There was no other way. Zhui Fengjian had no choice but to give up his spirit sword.
At the same time, his body rushed out backwards.
flutter!
As he jumped back, the two swords were pulled out from his shoulders, and together with it, two blood arrows were shot out from the wounds on his left and right shoulders, spraying on Tang Yin's face and body. Without the infusion of the master's spiritual energy, the spiritual transformation
The spiritual sword behind him immediately returned to its original shape, and the blade that was several feet long returned to three feet.
Tang Yin didn't even look at the spirit sword inserted in his lower abdomen. His two blood-red eyes were fixed on the Wind Chaser Sword. His figure was like lightning and he chased after him again. The two swords drew two long cold lights in the air and swept towards him.
Chasing the Wind Sword. The latter had no weapon in his hand, and how could he dare to resist Tang Yin who was covered in the fire of darkness? His scalp was numb with fear and he could only retreat again.
He retreated, while Tang Yinze advanced. The latter's swords never left the vital point on his chest. Zhui Fengjian endured the pain in his shoulders and retreated from the front to the back of the mountain. He couldn't remember how many stone pillars he hit along the way.
, but the roaring sound of crackling on the top of the mountain is endless.
Having retreated to the edge of the cliff, there was no way to retreat. He looked up and saw that Tang Yin's knife was stabbing straight at his chest again. The Wind Chasing Sword had nowhere to dodge, and he had no way to parry. He was about to die under Tang Yin's knife.
, he hesitated, leaned back, and fell directly from the cliff.
call!
The Wind Chasing Sword tilted down the cliff, like a kite with a broken string, falling sharply downwards. Just when he fell to the middle of the mountain, he stretched out his palms and stabbed forward fiercely. There was only a click sound, and his palms were like
Two knives were inserted deeply into the cliff.
Wow - due to the great inertia of his fall, his hands left deep scratches more than half a foot long on the cliff, and then he stopped his body from falling. He was hung on the cliff, but
The wounds on his shoulders were bleeding like pillars due to excessive force. The blood flowed all the way to his toes, dripping downward continuously.
He took a breath, pulled out the hand inserted into the cliff, and quickly climbed down the cliff like a gecko.
Let's talk about Tang Yin on the mountain. He pushed the Wind Chasing Sword down the top of the mountain. Then he exhausted all his strength and knelt down on the ground with a plop. He gritted his teeth, pulled out the steel sword inserted in his lower abdomen, waved his hand and threw it aside.
He kept breathing heavily.
"Sir, are you okay?"
Cheng Jin and others caught up from behind and saw Tang Yin squatting on the ground, covering his lower abdomen with his hands, and blood flowing out from the gaps between his fingers. Everyone was so frightened that they shivered and gathered around to support Tang Yin.
Tang Yin shook his body, pushed everyone around him away, then stood up, took a deep breath, and said, "I can't die." As he spoke, he swayed back and asked, "How is Jiang Mo?"
Already?"
No one answered, Cheng Jin and others lowered their heads.
Tang Yin didn't look back to see their reaction, but when he didn't hear their reply, he already had a bad feeling in his heart. He quickened his pace and waited until the front of the top of the mountain. When he looked up, Jiang Mo was lying flat on the ground motionless.
, the spiritual armor on his body has disappeared, and several other hidden arrow personnel are kneeling next to him. Although no one is crying, their faces are full of sorrow.
Walking quickly to Jiang Mo, Tang Yin lowered his head and took a closer look. His already cold heart was completely cold. Jiang Mo's eyes were closed tightly, his face was pale and bloodless. Looking down, he saw that the wound was located right at his heart. Even with this sword,
It’s hard for a god to save his life if he’s hit, let alone Jiang Mo?
Tang Yin stood there blankly for half a minute. He didn't know whether he was too injured or too sad. He swayed a few times and plopped down next to Jiang Mo. His spiritual armor dissipated, revealing a face that was as pale as Jiang Mo's.
"grown ups……"
Cheng Jin stepped forward hurriedly and said in a trembling voice to the people on the left and right: "Quick! Take the adults down the mountain for treatment quickly! Hurry!"
Everyone in Hidden Arrow reacted, stepped forward in unison, lifted Tang Yin up, fixed him with ropes, and followed him down the mountain.
At this time, Tang Yin's body was already weak, but his consciousness was not lost. He said feebly to Cheng Jin: "Someone must stay on the mountain to prevent the enemy from lurking up the mountain. Also, Jiang Mo's body cannot be left on the mountain. We must...
…Take them away together…”
"Don't worry, sir, I know what to do." Cheng Jin nodded in response.