Chapter 462 Tang Yin and Jiang Fan teamed up for the first time, but they showed a surprising tacit understanding, and the cooperation was seamless and perfect.
Tang Yin's heavy sword made the Wind Chasing Sword unable to snatch back Wu Mei, he lay on the ground, exerted all his strength, and parried with his sword.
When boom As the spirit sword and the spirit sword collided together, the air fluctuated, and the strength flew out, and the dust around them rolled up so high that even the ground trembled three times.
Looking at the Wind Chasing Sword again, there was a deep and large round pit under his body, and Tang Yin and he were both caught in it, which showed how powerful Tang Yin's heavy knife was.
After cultivating to such a profound wind chasing sword, after receiving this knife, his arm was also numb, his chest was stuffy, and a mouthful of blood reached his throat, but he swallowed it back again.
Now that he is injured and injured, and the aura is consumed too much, against Tang Yin, he no longer dares to have the slightest carelessness, he suddenly broke off, and cast the spirit change of the soldier, the spirit sword in his hand still supported Tang Yin's spirit knife At the same time, the sword body was several meters long, bent in the air, and stabbed straight into Tang Yin's chest.
The spirit sword castrated like lightning, and it reached Tang Yin's chest in the blink of an eye, but the latter's speed was faster, and the shadow drift was cast, turning into a cloud of black mist, and suddenly appeared above the head of the Wind Chasing Sword, and the scythe in his hand was aimed at the face of the Wind Chasing Sword and slashed down with all his might.
This time, the Wind Chasing Sword didn't dare to be hard again, and its body rolled, like a leather ball, rolling directly from the pit to the outside.
The click scythe didn't slash the Wind Chaser, and its edge pierced deep into the ground.
Thinking that there was an opportunity, the Wind Chasing Sword hurriedly swung the Spirit Sword and stabbed back at Tang Yin's throat, but his sword had just been handed out, Tang Yin's scythe that had pierced into the soil suddenly dug out, and a ball of dirt shot at the face of the Wind Chasing Sword from the bottom up.
The Wind Chasing Sword obviously didn't talk about Tang Yin's strange tricks like this, he was not well prepared, and was hit in the face by this ball of dirt, because he had a spirit armor to protect his face, and the soil was soft, so he naturally couldn't hurt him, but his eyes were not protected by the spirit armor, but in an instant, his eyes were fascinated by the dirt, and the person also subconsciously screamed, covered his face with one hand, and retreated again and again.
In Tang Yin's concept, there is no move that is indiscriminate, as long as you can win, it is a good move.
At this time, seeing that the Wind Chasing Sword's eyes were closed and tears were flowing, how could he give him a chance to recover, Tang Yin turned his sickle, and slashed over the back of his slanted shoulder strap again.
Hearing that the evil wind was not good, the Wind Chasing Sword was unable to open its eyes, and the spirit sword was still raised high, holding Tang Yin's killing move again.
However, this time Tang Yin did not retract the knife again, but lowered his arms, and used all his strength to press down the sickle, feeling that the opponent's sickle was coming with overwhelming strength, and the wind chasing sword was unable to retract the sword and dodge at this time, and there was no spare strength to control the spirit sword to stab Tang Yin, so he could only use all his strength and aura to use it on the spirit sword to compete with Tang Yin.
If he was in his heyday, of course it would be no problem to contend with Tang Yin, but now that he was injured and his aura was empty, how could he withstand Tang Yin's full strength.
Under Tang Yin's continuous force, the spirit sword in the hand of the Wind Chasing Sword was pressed lower and lower, and it didn't take long, and the edge of Tang Yin's sickle was close to his forehead.
Before the knife arrived, the Wind Chasing Sword had already felt the cold cold air, the cold air pierced the bone marrow, the soul of the ice man, and it was not Tang Yin's sickle that emitted the cold air, but the dark fire that burned fiercely on the sickle.
For the first time, the Wind Chasing Sword knew that the Dark Fire was not hot, but cold as frost.
When the tip of the scythe touched the top of the Wind Chaser Sword's head, it immediately made a hissing sound, and the spirit armor on the forehead of the Wind Chaser Sword emitted wisps of green smoke under the burning of the dark fire, and in an instant, the spirit armor was burned to a layer.
The Wind Chasing Sword was scared into a cold sweat, if the opponent's sword continued to be pressed down, the spirit armor on his head would have to be completely burned, and he would have to die under the dark fire at that time.
At the moment of life and death, the Wind Chasing Sword burst out of strength out of nowhere, roared, exerted twelve points of strength, and pushed Tang Yin's scythe slightly upward, and just took advantage of this moment of stone fire and lightning, he had already rolled out.
"Click" Tang Yin's scythe stabbed into the ground again, and the Wind Chasing Sword rolled out several meters away, and then got up from the ground, shook the dirt on his face, his eyes had recovered, and he gasped for breath while staring at Tang Yin.
Tang Yin slowly put away his sword, then raised his head, and looked at the Wind Chasing Sword, the green light flashing in his eyes was even stronger, and he said faintly: "Wind Chasing Sword, you won't be so bad, take out your true skills" As he spoke, Tang Yin dragged the sickle and rushed towards the Wind Chasing Sword again.
At this moment, the Wind Chasing Sword suddenly lowered the spirit sword in his hand, stretched out his hand and shouted to Tang Yin: "Wait a minute" "Oh" Tang Yin leaned forward and paused, and asked with a sneer: "Wind Chasing Sword, what else do you have to say" "I can make a deal with you" Wind Chasing Sword said in a condensed voice.
"What do you mean" Tang Yin squinted his eyes and looked at him.
"I've got an important piece of information for you, but you'll have to let me go."
Wind Chasing Sword said word by word, as he spoke, he stared at Tang Yin without blinking, wanting to see what his reaction was, but because of the spirit armor mask, he couldn't see the change in Tang Yin's expression, even the eyes, because of the green light barrier, people couldn't see Tang Yin's eyes.
"Hehe" Tang Yin smiled, the smile was yin and evil, and said: "Tell me, if the information you provide is really important enough, I will consider letting you go" The Wind Chasing Sword was silent for a moment, and finally made a big decision, he clenched his fists and said: "In the palace, there are people lurking in the Divine Pool, don't ask me who that is, I don't know, but, one thing I can be sure of, it's a woman" This is tantamount to nonsense, of course it will be a woman who can lurk in the palace, There are no other men in the entire palace except the guards, but there are still people lurking in the palace in Shenchi, which Tang Yin did not expect, if what the Wind Chasing Sword said is true, who will that person be the palace maids below or those ladies At this moment, Tang Yin thought about all the ladies and palace maids he had seen in his mind, and finally shook his head secretly, although he didn't know the art of insight, his intuition was also very sensitive, if the other party was a spiritual cultivator, he would definitely be able to detect the aura on the other party's body.
After thinking for a moment, Tang Yin smiled lightly and asked: "Wind Chasing Sword, you really don't know who that person is" "Yes, I don't know, but I think this information is important enough for you" "Yes, it's really important, but I can't believe your words."
"How can you believe it" "It's very simple" Tang Yin took a step forward with a smile, and at the same time raised the sickle in his hand, pointed to the wind chasing sword and said: "Give me your soul" As he spoke, he stepped on the ground with one foot, and the whole person was like an arrow off the string, and he rushed straight towards the wind chasing sword.
Wind Chasing Sword's face changed drastically, he was originally known for his swiftness, but now, his body style was completely unable to match Tang Yin's.
Seeing Tang Yin rushing towards him, he didn't have time to dodge, so he could only control the spirit sword after the spirit transformation and stab at Tang Yin.
Tang Yin's body swooped forward, easily dodging the edge of the spirit sword, and the sickle in his hand continued to stab at the lower abdomen of the Wind Chasing Sword.
Secretly screamed, the Wind Chasing Sword had no choice but to lose its spirit martial arts skills when he was forced to be helpless, and used the Spirit Chaos Wind to block Tang Yin's close body.
However, using the spirit martial arts skill against the dark spirit cultivator was a waste of precious aura, and as soon as his spirit chaos wind was cast, Tang Yin in front of him disappeared, and instead appeared behind him, and the scythe stabbed at the back of the wind chasing sword.
The Wind Chasing Sword broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly dodged to the side, but unfortunately, his body was still a little slower by half a beat, and he heard the sound of sand, and the edge of the sickle cut a big hole in the spirit armor under his ribs, almost hurting his flesh and skin.
One move missed, Tang Yin's arm shook, and the sickle immediately rose up with black mist, turning from a long knife into two scimitars in an instant.
I only heard the continuous sound of breaking wind in the venue, and I saw the scenery shining, and I couldn't see Tang Yin's figure anymore.
Under Tang Yin's almost frantic attack, don't look at the spirit chasing sword used by the spirit change, the spirit sword is ever-changing, the form is thousands, but it still can't parry, and gradually Tang Yin's only parry skills, no power to fight back, even so, Tang Yin's double knives still slashed the spirit armor on his body from time to time, and even hurt his flesh and skin, if it wasn't for Tang Yin to disperse the dark fire on the spirit knife, the wind chasing sword would have turned into ashes at this time.
Up to now, the situation on the field has become one-sided, and this is no longer a contest of equal strength, but a unilateral rage by Tang Yin.
"It's too slow, it's too slow, is that all your sword is about" Tang Yin's knife added wounds to the body of the Wind Chasing Sword from time to time, and at the same time, his mouth was not idle, deeply stabbing every nerve in the Wind Chasing Sword's body.
At this time, the wind chasing sword, the spirit armor on the body could not find a complete place, it was broken, and the spirit armor was also scarred, and the whole person looked like a bloody person.
Even Wu Mei, who hated him to the bone, frowned, feeling that Tang Yin's methods were too vicious.
Gritting his teeth and persisting for more than ten rounds, the Wind Chasing Sword could no longer stand up, and when Tang Yin's knife did not hurt him, his legs suddenly weakened, and he knelt on the ground with a plop, his two eyes were gone, only the hollow remained, his mouth was wide open, and he was wheezing mechanically.
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Seeing that the Wind Chasing Sword had reached the point of running out of oil and running out, Tang Yin felt that it was time to end, and with a flip of his wrist, with the blade behind and the handle in front, aiming at the temple of the Wind Chasing Sword, it was a heavy blow. syllable This knife handle smashed strongly, the broken spirit armor on the top of the head of the wind chasing sword reached the limit, and it shattered in response, and the wind chasing sword also flew out more than three meters away, plopped, and fell to the ground, he lay on the ground with his head, blood flowed down his temples all over his face, his limbs trembled, and he couldn't get up for a long time
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