"So, it's our fault?" Tang Yin was amused by the female spiritual cultivator's words. Judging from the strength of both sides, even if the other side was fooled and fell into the ambush they arranged in advance, they might not be able to win.
He then asked: "Why did the Ning Gang want to annex your Xiaoyaomen?"
"Of course they are expanding their strength and want to instruct our Fengren sect to do things for them." The female spiritual cultivator turned Lingxiu's eyes and speculated suspiciously: "I estimate that the assassins who have been assassinating people recently must have
It has something to do with them.”
Oh? After hearing this, Tang Yin's eyes suddenly lit up. After careful consideration, he felt that what she said was not impossible. These people from the Ning Gang might be the people who went against the wind, so this matter had something to do with him.
. He lowered his head and remained silent, but his eyes kept moving. Jiang Fan, Brother Shangguan, and Ah San and Ah Si all also showed thoughtful expressions.
As they were talking, the arrow shooting outside gradually stopped. Then, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground was heard continuously in the courtyard. You could tell without looking that it was the enemies outside who climbed over the wall and jumped in.
Brother Zhou tightened his grip on the spirit sword, took a deep breath, and shouted in a deep voice: "Brothers, prepare to fight, follow me out, and kill all the Ning thieves!"
It can be seen that Brother Zhou has a high reputation among the people. He raised his arms and everyone responded. Dozens of spiritual cultivators stood up from various corners. Even though they knew that the enemy was powerful, they might not be able to defeat him.
, but still had to follow Brother Zhou out to fight. At this time, the female spiritual cultivator stopped and said: "The enemy is strong and we are weak, don't go out!"
"Hall Master, do we have to stay here and wait to die?" Brother Zhou asked with a low growl.
The female spiritual cultivator did not speak, but it could be seen from her eyes that she was in a dilemma now.
Before Brother Zhou led everyone to fight out, someone in the courtyard had already jeered: "Hey, you will die if you don't get out. If you don't surrender, you will die!"
The two spiritual cultivators couldn't bear each other's humiliation, so they yelled and ran out. If the two of them went out, they would come back faster, but they were full of life when they went out, and when they came back, their heads were gone.
Only two headless bodies were left.
"ah--"
Seeing the two corpses falling back into the temple, everyone in Xiaoyaomen let out a cry of surprise. Before anyone could recover, several spiritual cultivators had walked in from outside the door. These people were all wearing spiritual armor and holding spiritual souls in their hands.
Sword, the two people walking in front had blood dripping from their spiritual swords.
Tang Yin squinted his eyes and looked at the other person. He didn't know the art of insight and couldn't tell what level of cultivation the other party had achieved. However, he could tell through the spiritual pressure emanating from the other party that these people's cultivation levels were first-rate.
The enemy had already entered the temple, and she had no way to retreat. The female spiritual cultivator suddenly raised her spirit sword and said to the companions around her: "You rush out from the window, I will resist Ning Thief!"
As she spoke, she rushed towards the other party quickly.
When she came up, she cast Ling Chao Wind, trying to force the enemy who entered the temple out of the temple. Unexpectedly, the opponent didn't even take a step back. The two people walking in front used cross chops to kill her Ling Chao Wind.
Dissolved into the invisible.
"I said, no one here can escape today." A slender spiritual cultivator walked out of the Ning Gang crowd. He had no weapons in his hands and stood in front of the crowd seemingly casually, but he exuded
The spiritual pressure coming out brought an invisible pressure to everyone present.
The female spiritual cultivator immediately judged that this person should be the leader of the other party. She shouted loudly, swung her sword forward and picked the opponent's neck diagonally.
The man sneered, turned his body slightly to one side, and easily got out of the way of the opponent. When the female spiritual cultivator was about to sheath her sword, he struck out like lightning and grabbed the female spiritual cultivator's sword-holding wrist.
No matter how hard he exerted himself, his fingers retracted slightly, and with a click, the spiritual armor on the female cultivator's wrist shattered, and his fingers dug deeply into her veins.
In an instant, the female spiritual cultivator felt that half of her body did not belong to her, and she was numb and numb. Before she could think of a countermeasure, the other party clenched his fist with his other hand and struck out hard.
Snapped!
This punch hit the female spiritual cultivator hard on the chest. The latter's body was like a kite with broken strings, flying straight out. While she was still in the air, the spiritual armor on her body was shattered into pieces, and sprayed out at the same time.
A cloud of blood mist.
Plop! The female spiritual cultivator fell to the ground, and the spiritual armor on her body was completely broken, revealing a suit of green clothes and a pale, bloodless and beautiful face.
"Hall Master!"
Everyone in Xiaoyao Sect rushed forward to protect the female spiritual cultivator. At the same time, someone took out the spirit-gathering pill and gave it to the girl. Just now she received a heavy punch from the opponent, and the spiritual energy in her body was scattered.
The elixir can help the spiritual energy in her body to regroup.
Although the girl was the leader of the hall, she was seriously injured without even making a move in front of the opponent. The gap in strength between the two sides was really too big.
The man continued to walk forward leisurely and said with a sneer: "You came to me before I went to find you, which saved me a lot of trouble. In order to thank you, I will let you die very hard."
happy!"
The Xiaoyao Sect is not a top-notch sect in the Feng Kingdom, but it is still a first-rate one. When has it ever been insulted like this? The man named Brother Zhou roared and charged at the opponent with a raised knife regardless.
Like the girl, he rushed fast and fell faster. The opponent still didn't use a weapon. After avoiding Brother Zhou's spiritual knife, he suddenly kicked and hit Brother Zhou's chin. The latter didn't even say a word and fainted on the spot.
Die.
"Haha, why bother struggling anymore." The man lowered his head and looked at Brother Zhou, who was unconscious at his feet, and said with a sneer.
The girl took the spirit-gathering pill and her expression softened a little. With the help of her subordinates, she stood up slowly, staring at the opponent with her eyes and clenching her fists tightly. She wanted to rush forward and fight the opponent desperately.
But now, she didn't even have the strength to lift the sword, and blood kept pouring from her chest. She had to do her best to suppress the blood and prevent it from spurting out.
The man met the girl's gaze, sneered, and stretched his palms to his back. A spiritual cultivator hurriedly stepped forward and handed him a long sword. The man held the sword in his hand, turned his wrist, and
The sword was transformed into a spirit. He raised the spirit sword upside down, put the tip of the sword on Brother Zhou's chest, and said: "I'll ask you one last time, will you surrender or not?"
The girl gritted her teeth and said, "We would rather die than..."
Before she finished speaking, Tang Yin, who was standing aside, suddenly interrupted: "If you ask us to surrender, you must also ask us to understand what kind of gang you are and who are you?"
"You..." The girl looked at Tang Yin, her eyes almost bursting with fire. This young man was not from the Xiaoyao Sect at all. What qualifications did he have to speak from the standpoint of the Xiaoyao Sect? Moreover, it seemed that he wanted to accept the other party's surrender.
.
Tang Yin smiled and waved his hand at her, indicating that she didn't need to say anything. The girl didn't have the strength to argue with him and turned her head away, as if she was too lazy to look at him.
The man on the other side looked Tang Yin up and down, and after looking for a moment, he sneered: "You are no longer qualified to ask questions." He didn't know Tang Yin, and Tang Yin was on the side of Xiaoyaomen, so he naturally regarded Tang Yin as Xiaoyao.
The person at the door.
Tang Yin shrugged and said: "Killing can only be done with a nod of the head. Even if you want to kill us, you have to make us understand who killed us."
The man raised his eyebrows and looked at Tang Yin again. He felt that this man was quite brave. Under such circumstances, he dared to talk to him like this. He said with a smile: "You only need to know that you died at the hands of Ning Ren.
That’s it, as for the rest, just wait until you go to the underworld to ask the King of Hell!”
The other party's mouth was really tight. Even though he had such a big advantage, he still refused to reveal his identity. Tang Yin was a little disappointed, but he didn't care too much. Since the other party refused to tell, he could only suck it away.
The other person’s way to figure everything out.
He reached his hands behind his back unhurriedly, slowly pulled out his two swords, and said in a calm tone: "The two countries of Feng and Ning have long been merged into one. There should no longer be distinctions between Feng and Ning.
You, however, want to create hatred between Feng people and Ning people, which is extremely abominable and unforgivable."
While speaking, Tang Yin had already held two knives in his hands. The two knives were intertwined and rubbed slowly, making an unpleasant squeaking sound that was heartbreaking.
"What a shameless wind dog!" The man turned his head and shouted coldly: "Go and take off his head."
As soon as he finished speaking, the two men behind him both stepped forward and headed straight for Tang Yin. The spiritual swords in their hands separated Tang Yin's face and heart.
Tang Yin didn't even move. He didn't put up his spiritual armor or use his spiritual transformation. He only said slowly: "Ah San, Ah Si."
The other party came quickly, and Ah San and Ah Si were even faster. Under Tang Yin's call, the two of them seemed to turn into two whirlwinds, heading towards the person coming. The other party was good at speed, and Ah San and Ah Si even more so. When the four of them came into contact
When they came together, they intertwined into a ball, and the figures in the field were flashing, and the sound of clanging could be heard continuously. In the blink of an eye, the two sides had fought for more than ten rounds.
Huh? Everyone in the Ning Gang was somewhat surprised that there was such a master hidden in Xiaoyao Sect.
Tang Yinke didn't care whether the other party was surprised or not, he held up his two swords and walked toward the leader of the Ning Gang with one step at a time.
Before he could get closer, another subordinate rushed out from the man's side, passed him, and faced Tang Yin. When he got close, without saying a word, he raised his hand and stabbed Tang Yin in the chest with a sword.
Tang Yin still didn't wear spiritual armor, but while dodging the opponent's sharp edge, his two swords had already become spiritual. He calmly said: "How can your sword hurt me if it is so slow?"
The Ning Gang member who took action roared angrily, and stabbed Tang Yin seven or eight times in a row at his vitals. However, Tang Yin still dodged easily and said with a wicked smile: "Slowly, it's still too slow, that's all."
, how can you be my opponent?"
At this time, not to mention everyone in Ning Gang gasped, even the people in Xiaoyao Sect looked shocked, without blinking, looking at Tang Yin in disbelief.