Chapter 689 "Appetizers, what's the appetizer here," the young man in white was stunned by his words. 78 no pop-up window update fast "Why not, you are" Tang Yin raised his hand with a smile and pointed at him.
Only then did the young man in white realize that the other party was teasing him, he was furious and shouted, "You deserve to die, I want your dog's life" As he spoke, a layer of white mist emanated from the body of the white-clothed young man, and the spirit armor and the spirit of the soldier were completed at the same time, and he stabbed Tang Yin viciously with the spirit sword.
Originally, Tang Yin didn't have a weapon in his hand, but when his spirit sword stabbed Tang Yin close, he heard a crisp sound, and two more curved spirit knives appeared in his hand at some point, bouncing the menacing spirit sword of the young man in white alive.
Yo, this person's big arm strength The white-clothed young man was shocked, but he didn't pause for a moment, he withdrew the spirit sword, and slammed, swished, slashed, and slashed three swords at Tang Yin's face, neck, and chest.
Tang Yin stood in place and didn't move, with one hand behind his back, and with only a single sword, he calmly blocked all the three swords picked by the other party.
The white-clothed young man's eyes flashed, and he suddenly roared, and the spirit sword in his palm shone brightly, releasing the spirit martial arts skill Soul Chasing Thorn.
His soul chasing thorn had just been released, and Tang Yin, who was standing in front of him, suddenly disappeared, the young man in white was shocked, and suddenly noticed that there was a spiritual pressure fluctuation behind him, and he secretly screamed in his heart, the other party was a secret spiritual cultivator, but at this time, he wanted to turn around and guard against Tang Yin, it was too late.
Tang Yin, who flashed behind him with a shadow drift, was as fast as lightning, and even before the sound of breaking the wind arrived, his knife had already approached the other party's body first.
There was a thud in the ear chakra, and Tang Yin's scimitar entered from the back waist of the white-clothed young man, and the tip of the knife poked out in front of his lower abdomen.
The dark fire attached to the scimitar burned all over the body of the white-clothed young man, and in just an instant, the spirit armor on his body was burned into spiritual mist, and then, the slightest mist emanated from the pores around him.
With his cultivation in the Spiritual Transformation Realm, for Tang Yin, it can indeed only be regarded as an appetizer.
Under the burning of the dark fire, all the essence in the body of the young man in white was squeezed dry, and the dead gray body collapsed softly and fell to the ground, only a few convulsions before it stopped moving.
Seeing this, the thieves behind were all frightened, the young man in white was already a first-class master among the bandits in Shuangtou Mountain, but in front of the other party, he died tragically under the opponent's knife without even finishing a face, and the difference in strength was too great.
People were afraid, and involuntarily retreated again and again, but Tang Yin would not give them a chance to escape, he straightened his body, closed his two knives, and turned into a sickle, and then, raised his eyes to look at the bandit opposite, and said with a smile: "Your brother has already taken the first step on the road, and you don't let him be too lonely on the road, just go and accompany him together."
As he spoke, he held the scythe in one hand and flashed directly into the crowd with a shadow drift, and as the scythe came out, the bandits standing around him could not react to what was going on, and the person had been cut in two.
The corpses of the separated families were scattered on the ground, and their internal organs flowed out, but the strange thing was that there was not a drop of blood at the scene, and even the internal organs of the corpses turned dark gray.
The bandits, who had more than 200 people, had no power to resist in front of Tang Yin, and he was like a tiger like a flock of sheep, wielding a long sickle burning with black flames, wantonly killing all the creatures around him.
These bandits who have not cultivated spiritual martial arts, against the dark cultivators of the Upper Spirit God Realm, there is no difference between the fragile and the ants.
I saw that the sickles on the field cut through the night sky from time to time, flashing a series of terrifying cold rays, and every howl of the wind was like a movement from hell, accompanied by the heart-rending screams of the surrounding crowd.
After waiting for the last bandit near Tang Yin to fall to the ground, and then looking at his feet, there were more than 100 corpses stacked on top of each other.
The remaining bandits were all far away, and at this time, people's facial features had become distorted under the great horror and fear, their legs were weak, and they shivered suddenly, and beads of sweat continued to drip down their faces and bodies.
In their eyes, Tang Yin is simply a beast, a demon and a monster, and he is not a human being anyway.
Tang Yin stood in place and rested for a moment, then slowly raised his hand, dragged the sickle, and walked unhurriedly towards the remaining bandits When the second wave of thieves rushed out of the cottage, all they saw were corpses and severed limbs all over the ground, and in the pile of corpses, there was also a person standing, covered with black spirit armor, as if it was integrated with the night, but the heavy murderous aura exuded from his body made it impossible to ignore his existence.
In his hand, he held a long scythe, which was curved and curved, as if echoing the crescent moon in the night sky.
"You killed them all" A big man strode out of the crowd of bandits, this man was burly and tall, and he looked coldly, like a bear into a spirit.
He was shirtless and shorts, and he carried a pair of golden sledgehammers in both hands.
Beside him, there were more than a dozen spiritual cultivators, of different heights, men and women, dressed differently, but their cultivation was good.
Tang Yin still lowered his head, he didn't need to look, he could tell that the main dish was coming just by feeling the spiritual pressure emanating from the other party's body.
"Make a name before you die," he said slowly.
The burly man thought he had misheard, poked his head forward, and asked, "What did you say?"
"Uncle is to leave your name before you die" Tang Yin finally raised his head, but he also startled all the thieves on the other side, not that the spirit armor on his face was scary, but that his eyes were actually flashing with green light, which were not human eyes at all.
"Rat, you have killed so many of my brothers, if I don't dismantle you today, I won't be called Hongtian" The burly man suppressed the horror in his heart, his eyebrows were erect, his teeth were clenched, and he raised his double hammer to go over and fight with Tang Yin.
"Oh, it turns out that you are the thief here, and the uncle is trying to find you, but you are conscious and take the initiative to send it to the door."
Tang Yin's eyes were crooked with a smile, but the green light in his eyes was even greater.
"Boy, you take your life" Hong Tian was about to rush towards Tang Yin, when a thin middle-aged man beside him stopped him, and said with a smile: "General, use a knife to kill chickens, deal with this kind of person who doesn't know whether to live or die, just let his subordinates come down." ” When Hong Tian heard this, he immediately leaned forward and took back his body, what is the strength of the other party, he didn't see it with his own eyes, and he didn't know the bottom in his heart, so it was good to let the people below try the other party's catties first.
Thinking of this, he said with a straight face: "Mr.
Feng, Kong Fan has died in the hands of that kid, you and I know Kong Fan's strength, this person's spiritual martial arts are unfathomable, you have to be more careful."
The thin middle-aged man smiled slightly, and said: "Kong Fan is too careless and too light on the enemy, I didn't expect the other party to be a dark spirit cultivator, so I suffered a big loss, but general, don't worry, my subordinates know how to deal with the dark spirit cultivator."
He nodded to Hong Tian confidently, and then, taking four square steps, slowly walked towards Tang Yin.
Tang Yin on the other side felt angry and funny, as a dark spirit cultivator, he didn't know what effective method to use to deal with the dark spirit cultivator, this person's tone was not small, or good, let's see what good plan he could have.
The thin middle-aged man cast the spiritual pressure as he walked towards Tang Yin, and with a smile on his face, he said proudly: "The most powerful ability of a dark spirit cultivator is the nickname of shadow killing shadow drift, as long as you restrict your shadow killing, what is the difference between you and ordinary people wearing spirit armor?"
A flash of surprise flashed in Tang Yin's eyes, although it was fleeting, it was still seen by the thin middle-aged people who walked over.
He was even more proud in his heart, the corners of his mouth were raised high, and he said with a smile: "Why is it that I am surprised to see the weakness, let me tell you the truth, there are already nine dark spirit cultivators who have died in my hands, and counting you, you can make up exactly ten people." ” "Oh" Tang Yin replied softly and said, "I'm very surprised.
"It turns out that this is what he called the method of dealing with the dark spirit cultivators.
"If you are willing to surrender, I may let you live."
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When the thin middle-aged man continued to make a lot of nonsense, Tang Yin in front of him had disappeared in an instant, appearing from behind him, and before the middle-aged man could react, Tang Yin had already grabbed the top of his head with one hand, and cut off his neck with the other hand, and at the same time kicked the headless corpse out.
He lifted the severed head in his hand, put it in front of his eyes, and sneered: "What can you do with your bullshit spiritual pressure?"
Looking at the severed head in his hand again, the expression on his face was frightened and dazed, but it was more incredulous, but unfortunately, he had no chance to explore it anymore.
In fact, it is also conditional to use spiritual pressure to limit the drift of shadows, although it is not necessary that one's own cultivation must be higher than that of the other party, but at least the cultivation of the two sides should be about the same, and the spiritual pressure emitted must have enough binding force.
The difference between the thin middle-aged man's cultivation and Tang Yin's was too great, and his spiritual pressure did not pose a threat to Tang Yin at all, let alone restrict his shadow drift.
Seeing that the other party could still perform shadow drift under spiritual pressure, the bandits present, including the leader Hong Tian, were dumbfounded, who was he, or whether he was a human or a demon With the killing of the thin middle-aged man, Hong Tian's momentum suddenly shrank by half, he subconsciously took half a step back, looked at Tang Yin in shock and horror, and said with insufficient confidence: "Look at Your Excellency's Lingwu, it must be a famous predecessor, I have no grievances with you in Shuangtou Mountain, and there is no enmity in the near future, why are the seniors suffering?"
"Why not, I just happened to pass through here, and suddenly my hands itched and I wanted to kill, and I ran into you, even if you were unlucky," Tang Yin still dropped the severed head in his hand and said softly.
What is the reason for this, Hong Tian broke out in a cold sweat, and said in a trembling voice: "The seniors are looking for me to be happy."
"Do you see it?"
Tang Yin asked rhetorically.
"General, you don't have to talk softly to him, he's alone, we have thousands of brothers, a thousand people beat him, what are we afraid of" A spiritual cultivator beside Hong Tian roared angrily
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