Tang Yin and Hong Ying were fighting together. The two fought fast and fast. In the blink of an eye, they fought for more than thirty rounds. During this period, Tang Yin took the initiative and Hong Ying was almost injured by his sharp sword several times.
The more Hong Ying fought, the more passive he became, and the more he fought, the more difficult he became. Whenever he was forced into a desperate situation by Tang Yin, he could only use all his strength to push Tang Yin back with his spiritual martial arts skills. However, this also greatly consumed his own spiritual energy, and he fought again.
After twenty rounds, Hong Ying's nose and temples were covered with beads of sweat.
He knew in his heart that if he continued to fight like this, he would definitely be defeated, and he didn't even know who the opponent was, so he was defeated in such a confused way, so how could he have the face to return to the gang leader?
Where to save?
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt anxious and his moves were a little messy. However, any slight mistake in a master's moves could be fatal. How could Tang Yin let go of this opportunity? Taking advantage of the moment when the opponent's moves were messy, he attacked with several knives.
Hong Ying reluctantly took the first few knives, but the last one was dodged a little too late and was picked up by the blade on his shoulder.
Click!
The spirit knife was extremely sharp, and it immediately tore a crack into the spirit armor on his shoulder, and scarlet blood gurgled out along the crack. Hong Ying groaned, stepped back a few steps, then turned his head to look at the wound on his shoulder, his eyes
The child becomes red due to congestion.
Hong Ying was already a well-known figure in the Ningguo ranger community before he joined the Niefengliu. He rarely encountered opponents. He had almost forgotten what it felt like to be injured. Now that he was injured by Tang Yin's sword, Hong Ying was ashamed.
Feeling angry and resentful, he was so angry that he roared suddenly, and the spiritual sword in his hand shot out a dazzling glow.
Under the dazzling light, the sword body of the spirit sword became wider and longer. At the same time, two virtual swords composed of rays of light appeared around the spirit sword. The size was the same as the spirit sword, surrounding the spirit sword.
Rotation. This is Hong Ying's military transformation.
"kill--"
Hong Ying shouted in a deep voice, raised his spiritual sword high, and slashed at Tang Yin. As the spiritual sword fell, the two virtual swords surrounding it also slashed at Tang Yin. The latter did not dodge and slashed the sword in his hand.
The two swords merged into one and turned into a sickle. He raised the sickle with both hands above his head and received the opponent's heavy blow.
Dang, Dang, Dang!
With three consecutive crisp sounds, the spirit sword and two virtual swords struck the sickle shaft one after another. The force was so strong that even Tang Yin was knocked back three steps. Only then did he realize that the other party had given birth to
The virtual sword is not an illusion that disturbs people's eyes, but a real sword that can actually hurt people.
Taking three steps back, Tang Yin stood firm. Until now, the sickle in his hand was still vibrating and making a dull buzzing sound.
What a powerful transformation of the soldiers! Tang Yin turned his aching wrist, secretly surprised in his heart, and became even more cautious. His eyes became even greener, and he stared at the opponent without blinking.
"Take my sword again!"
Hong Ying was unreasonable and stepped forward again. The spiritual sword in his hand struck Tang Yin's head in the air. Before the spiritual sword arrived, the virtual sword arrived first. The two virtual swords turned into two electric lights, one on the left and one on the right.
Stab Tang Yin's neck. Hong Ying must fight quickly. The Soldier's Spirit Transformation consumes too much spiritual energy and cannot last long. If he cannot kill the enemy during the Soldier's Spirit Transformation, then he will be the one who is killed.
Own.
Already knowing the power of the opponent's virtual sword, Tang Yin did not dare to be careless and used all his strength to swing the sickle in his hand to the left and right.
Dang, Dang! With two crisp sounds, the sickle knocked out the two imaginary swords that flew towards him, but immediately afterwards, Hong Ying also rushed to Tang Yin, and the long and wide spiritual sword fiercely stabbed Tang Yin in the heart.
Wo. He was faster, but Tang Yin was faster. The latter used Shadow Drift to move directly from Hong Ying's front to behind him. The sickle swept across and slashed towards the opponent's waist.
Hearing the evil wind behind him, Hong Ying took a breath and jumped forward, barely avoiding the edge of the sickle. Before Tang Yin could catch up and pursue him, the two virtual swords that had just been knocked out by him turned back in the air, and one
The Tianling Gai stabbed at him, and stabbed at the base of his neck. Tang Yin reacted very quickly, turning his body slightly to the side, first dodging the virtual sword behind him, then sweeping the sickle upward, and then flicking away the virtual sword above his head.
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But when he was delayed by the virtual sword, Hong Ying jumped out and came back to kill him, stabbing his vitals seven times in a row.
The power of Hong Ying's military transformation lies in the two virtual swords that were born. These two virtual swords do not need to be directly controlled by Hong Ying, but they can move according to his heart. When others fight with them, they feel like they are no longer fighting against Hong Ying.
Fighting alone is like dealing with three masters at the same time. A spiritual cultivator with slightly inferior skills and cultivation will often be defeated within three rounds of Hong Yingbing's spiritual transformation.
At first, Tang Yin was a little uncomfortable with Hong Ying's Spiritual Transformation of Soldiers, and was confused by the two elusive virtual swords. But after dealing with a few moves, he gradually began to calm down, blocking when he could, and dodging when he could.
, if it doesn’t work, just use Shadow Drift to save your life.
He is much more confident than Hong Ying. After all, no matter who uses the spiritual transformation of soldiers, it will not last long. As long as this period of time passes, the other party's spiritual energy will be exhausted and it will become his own.
Soon, Tang Yin's tactics changed from head-to-head fighting and rushing to erratic fighting. As a result, Hong Ying became anxious and stepped up his offensive, attacking continuously with one move after another.
He wanted to stab the opponent to death with a sword, but under his quick attack, he failed to hurt Tang Yin at all, and instead caused his own spiritual energy to drain faster.
The two of them fought back and forth for more than twenty rounds. Hong Ying's moves gradually slowed down. Even the two virtual swords were not as flexible as they were at the beginning. However, Tang Yin was still calm and calm, blocking and dodging.
The opponent is sharp and at the same time uses his coolness to counterattack with one or two knives.
Feeling that the opponent was close to running out of gas, Tang Yin, who was originally struggling, suddenly increased his strength, flew up and down with his sickle, and struck Hong Ying with ten knives in one go.
Hong Ying was startled, and with the help of two virtual swords, he managed to catch Tang Yin's sharp knives one by one, but before he could take a breath, Tang Yin's sickle struck hard at his head again.
Seeing that the sickle was approaching fiercely and there was a faint sound of thunder, Hong Ying did not dare to take it directly and hurriedly dodged sideways.
Click! With a loud sound, the sickle did not hit Hong Ying, but cut a large crack in the ground. Hong Ying thought he had an opportunity, so he swung his spiritual sword outward, and two virtual swords shot out quickly, seizing Tang Yin's left and right sides.
Chest.
Tang Yin leaned back, his feet were standing on the ground, but his upper body was almost parallel to the ground. Two virtual swords flew past his eyes in the strong wind. As soon as the virtual swords passed by, he straightened his body immediately, and swish, swish, and so on.
Sweep three swords to divide Hong Ying's upper, middle and lower paths. Hong Ying pretended to be flustered, first lowered his head to dodge the upper sword, then blocked it with his sword horizontally, received the middle sword, but deliberately dealt with the sword at the foot.
Pretending to be unable to dodge, his feet were severely scratched by the blade.
He screamed in pain and fell on his back. Tang Yin stepped forward, raised his sickle, and prepared to chop down.
Hong Ying's purpose was to lure Tang Yin to kill him. Secretly, he controlled the two flying swords to turn back and stab Tang Yin in the back.
Unexpectedly, the sickle held high by Tang Yin did not strike him. The moment the two imaginary swords were close to Tang Yin, he suddenly shouted, turned around, aimed at the two imaginary swords, and chopped down the sickles with all his strength.
Tang Yin used all his strength to wield the heavy sword with a terrifying sound. No sound could be heard in his ears, but he could clearly see the fluctuations in the surrounding air caused by the falling of the sickle. The spiritual pressure that was naturally emitted filled the temple.
A whirlwind is formed, and it seems to have a suction force, attracting everything around it towards the sickle's blade.
A deafening snapping sound was heard in the helix of the ear. The two imaginary swords flying toward Tang Yin were struck by sickles. Then the two imaginary swords shattered into pieces and turned into two balls of silver powder, falling from the air.
Finally dispersed into nothingness.
Hong Ying never dreamed that the opponent's cultivation level was high enough to chop into pieces his own soldier's spiritual transformation. In an instant, the blood on his face faded and turned pale, and his body lying on the ground became stiff. He looked towards
Tang Yin's eyes were filled with fear.
In fact, Tang Yin's cultivation level is about the same as that of Hong Ying. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to chop Hong Ying's military spiritual transformation into pieces. The key is that Hong Ying's spiritual energy has been severely depleted now, and his military spiritual transformation has reached the end of his strength.
Under this situation, the two virtual swords couldn't withstand Tang Yin's full blow, so they were chopped into pieces by him.
The soldier's spiritual transformation was chopped into pieces by the opponent. Hong Ying had never encountered such a thing in his life. Let alone hurt the enemy at this time, he didn't even have the desire and courage to fight anymore. He was stunned for two seconds and suddenly felt strange
He screamed, jumped up from the ground, turned around and ran away without saying a word.
But now if he wants to run away, where will he be able to escape in time?
Tang Yin swayed directly in front of him, blocking Hong Ying's way. He said with a half-smile: "I just said it, no one from the Ning Gang can leave tonight!" As he spoke,
The sickle in his hand has been swung out.
Hong Ying secretly screamed, lowering his head to dodge, but before he could straighten up, Tang Yin's sweeping legs came again. Hong Ying's feet were injured and it was difficult to move. He had no time to jump, so he could only retreat, but Tang Yin rushed to him in one stride.
He came closer, the distance between the two of them was so close that the tips of their noses were almost touching.
"ah--"
Hong Ying screamed, leaning back instinctively, and at the same time, he raised his sword and stabbed Tang Yin in front of him. His sword was only halfway through when Tang Yin's head jerked forward, and there was a snap.
His head hit Hong Ying's face. The latter felt like he was not knocked down by the other person's head, but more like a giant hammer hitting his face.
His body was lying in the air, and he fell straight to the ground. The spiritual armor on his face was smashed into pieces. His face was covered with blood, his eyes were blurry, and his limbs were still struggling for support, trying to stand up from the ground, but no matter how hard he tried,
, just couldn't stand up, and the body that was propped up finally fell to the ground weakly.