Chapter 856 Tang Yin took Xiao Xiang to do his best, rushed out of the woods in one go, and when he arrived outside the forest, he saw that there was an endless wheat field outside, but even the nearby households couldn't see it. 78 no pop-up window update fast Without pausing for a moment, he rushed straight into the wheat field.
As soon as he ran out, the assassins behind him chased him out like wolves, buzzing one after another, and throwing knives roared.
Tang Yin didn't look back as if he had eyes on his back, and he picked up several swords backwards with one hand, picking up the spirit knives that flew to the front one by one.
The two sides chased and fought, and ran out of two miles like this, Tang Yin looked up and saw that there was a lonely thatched house in the wheat field, he didn't think about it, and ran straight to the thatched house.
Such an intense battle has consumed a lot of Tang Yin's physical strength, and Xiao Xiang's clothes have been a little loose, so he needs to find a place to rest for a while, and by the way, fix Xiao Xiang firmly.
Tang Yin took three steps into two steps, ran to the front of the thatched house, flew open the door, and rushed in.
This thatched hut is not big, it should have been built by a farmer who looked after the crops, but at this time there was no one inside, and the thatched hut was empty, and there was nothing else to grow.
As soon as he rushed into the thatched hut, an assassin followed him, Tang Yin returned his sword and slashed the assassin's head, the latter swung his sword to parry, and with a crisp sound, Tang Yin's sword was blocked by him, but he did not prevent Tang Yin's kick below.
With a crisp snap, the assassin at the door of the thatched hut was kicked out by him, and the spiritual armor on his chest shattered, and the person was still in the air before spurting out a mouthful of blood.
The thatched house was surrounded by earthen walls, Tang Yin pushed it with his hand, and it felt quite firm, so he loosened the clothes tied around his waist and put Xiao Xiang down, and at the same time he stood at the door of the room, squinting and looking out.
The assassins who caught up immediately surrounded the thatched huts, but they did not attack immediately, and the people lay down in the wheat fields, and when they looked at it, they could not see the existence of the assassins at all, but Tang Yin might feel their spiritual pressure.
"Are you hurt," Tang Yin asked without looking back, blocking the door like a door.
Xiao Xiang sat on the ground at this time, her face was pale, her body was trembling involuntarily, she only had the strength to gasp for breath, and she didn't speak for a long time.
After gasping for a while, she swallowed her saliva, looked down at her body, shook her head and said, "It doesn't seem like she wasn't hurt."
Tang Yin glanced at her sideways, Xiao Xiang was embarrassed enough at this time, her hair was messy, because of the sweat stains, a lot of hair strands had stuck to her face, and her outer clothes were gone, leaving only two broken sleeves hanging on her arms, and her white flowery middle coat was completely exposed, which was very different from the dignified image on weekdays.
"How far is it from Chunyang Town?"
asked Tang Yin in a low voice as he looked around at the wheat fields outside vigilantly.
Xiao Xiang was completely frightened now, where did she know what place this was, and how far away it was from Chunyang Town, she stammered: "It shouldn't be far away."
Tang Yin glanced back at her again, and saw that her eyes were full of panic, he didn't ask any more, and it was estimated that it was in vain to ask.
He silently measured in his heart, if Chunyang Town was located twenty or thirty miles northeast of Zhaoyang, then it would be ten miles away from Chunyang Town at best, and at such a close distance, he should be able to support it if he forcibly rushed over with Xiao Xiang.
Thinking of this, he took a deep breath and was about to pick up Xiao Xiang again, but at this moment, several white shadows appeared in the wheat field.
Tang Yin's heart was shocked, and he looked closely, it turned out that the new white shadow was the three mysterious spirit cultivators who attacked him before, but to Tang Yin's surprise, there were three more companions around the other party, and now there were six people.
The six men stood in the middle of the wheat field, motionless, as if they were six white ghosts, giving people a sense of lifeless depression.
Tang Yin's eyes slowly narrowed.
There is only one explanation for the fact that these cultivators did not fight with the nearby Dark Cultivators, they were in a group.
Then, these cultivators should also be from the Divine Pool.
No wonder their cultivation was so profound, and they even started with the first batch of Assassins.
Now, he could almost tell that there were two groups of assassins, one was from within the Sichuan Kingdom and wanted to kill Xiao Xiang because of a conflict of interests, and the other was from Shenchi, who took the place of Ling Ye to complete the task he had not completed.
There were so many assassins outside, Tang Yin immediately dispelled the idea of forcibly rushing out.
Just a dark spirit cultivator is enough of a headache, and at this time, there are so many light spirit martial arts masters, and it will be very difficult for him to fight against them alone, not to mention that he still has to protect Xiao Xiang.
All he had to do now was to wait, for Xiao Xiang's guards to find here, and for Zhaoyang's reinforcements to arrive in time.
Since the assassin did not launch an attack for a long time, it was extremely quiet and silent outside, Xiao Xiang slowly stood up, and asked curiously while walking towards Tang Yin at the door, "Didn't the assassin catch up?"
Tang Yin took a step back, pushed Xiao Xiang away, and said in a deep voice: "The assassin is outside, you stay away from the door and the window" Xiao Xiang's face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly shrank into the corner.
Tang Yin glanced around again, and then, he took a deep breath, retreated to the room, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and meditated.
Since the Assassin didn't make a move, he also took the opportunity to regain his strength.
Looking at Tang Yin, Xiao Xiang muttered, "Why haven't the assassins retreated until now?"
"Because they're not done yet."
Tang Yin said with his eyes closed.
"Aren't they afraid that the army will come and encircle and suppress it?"
"Of course they'll be afraid, but they'll have time to make a last-ditch effort before the army arrives."
Tang Yin said quietly.
"Where did you find so many powerful assassins," Xiao Xiang sighed softly.
Tang Yin smiled bitterly, if these people were really the subordinates of a certain prince of Sichuan Kingdom, then Xiao Xiang would have died a long time ago, how could he still live to this day He didn't bother to explain, or rather, he didn't want to break it.
The calm before the storm did not last long, as Tang Yin said, the assassins were also afraid that Xiao Xiang's guards and the Sichuan country's brigade would arrive for reinforcements, and all they had to do now was to use all their strength and make a last-ditch effort.
Tang Yin, who was originally sitting in the thatched house, suddenly grabbed the saber and spiritualized it, Xiao Xiang didn't react to what was going on, Tang Yin's arm shook, and the spirit sword flew out of his hand, shooting straight towards her head.
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Xiao Xiang was so frightened that she instinctively threw herself to the ground, and when she heard the sound of fluttering, the spirit sword did not stab her, but stabbed on the wall behind her.
The earthen wall was easily pierced by the spirit sword, and almost at the same time, a scream came from outside the wall.
Tang Yin stood up, walked to Xiao Xiang, pulled her up, and then grabbed the spirit sword nailed to the wall, slowly pulled it back, and said while shaking off the remaining blood stains on it: "What should come, after all, will come" Before he could finish speaking, he heard a crisp click, and three throwing knives smashed the window and shot into the room at the same time from the outside, and the flying knives swirled and flew in the room, blowing a strong wind.
Tang Yin first pulled Xiao Xiang behind him, and then took out three swords in a row, and with three crisp sounds, the chains connected to the spirit knife were cut off by him one after another, and the whirling spirit knives fell to the ground one after another, making a muffled sound of clanging, clanging.
As soon as he slashed down the three spirit knives, and more than a dozen black balls of light flew in from outside the window and door, Tang Yin's heart trembled, and he secretly screamed that the shadow spell didn't have time to think about it, he directly pressed Xiao Xiang under him.
Smack, smack, smack The black balls of light that flew in exploded one after another, and the black substance splashed everywhere, falling on the walls and the ground, making a hissing corrosive sound, and at the same time emitting white smoke.
Tang Yin, who was in it, was naturally not spared, and the spirit armor on his back was splashed with a layer, but fortunately, his cultivation was deep enough, and the spirit armor could still resist the corrosion of the shadow spell.
Of course, this was only the prelude to the assassin's all-out attack, and soon, a black shadow rushed in from the window and the door, holding a spirit knife in his hand, and walked to Tang Yin's approach, slashing with his sword.
The two of them were fast, but Tang Yin's sword was faster, although he was lying on Xiao Xiang's body, and he shot later, but his spirit sword was on the feet of the two of them first.
The fluttering and spirit sword pierced the spirit armor and pierced the feet of the two.
The two assassins screamed in pain, and the spirit knives they had picked up did not cut down, and they staggered out of the thatched hut.
As soon as the two of them retreated outside, two more people immediately rushed in and used the spirit knife to separate Tang Yin's head and waist.
Tang Yin quickly stood up, dodging the opponent's attack at the same time, shaking his hand and stabbing back the two swords, separating the chests of the two.
The two assassins did not retreat, blocking Tang Yin's sword with their spirit knives, and then, one of them attacked Tang Yin, and the other pounced on Xiao Xiang on the side.
Tang Yin reacted extremely quickly, his body was like a willow in the wind, dodging the opponent's successive knives, and at the same time, with a flick of his arm, the spirit sword shot out, nailing the assassin who pounced on Xiao Xiang directly to the wall.
Seeing his companion die tragically under his sword, another assassin screamed, slashed faster, and attacked Tang Yin like crazy.
His knife is fast enough, but unfortunately it is still not as fast as Tang Yin's body.
He had no weapon in his hand, and his body spun like a spinning top, sliding from the Assassin's front to his back in an instant, and then his hands reached out and grabbed the Assassin's waist.
The assassin was shocked, but before he could break free of Tang Yin's palm, a dark fire had already ignited in the latter's palm, and when he heard a whirl, the dark fire burned all over the assassin's body in an instant.
His armor was reduced to nothing by the flames of darkness, and the Assassin let out a heart-rending howl and fell limply.
It's slow, but it's actually extremely fast, Tang Yin injured two people in a row, killed two people in a row, and it was only a matter of more than ten seconds from beginning to end.
At this moment, the Assassins' attack had come to an end once again.
At the same time, in Zhaoyang City, Wanhualou.
A middle-aged man hurriedly walked into the backyard of the restaurant, went up to the private room on the second floor, pushed the door in, strode to the bed in the back room, bowed to the falling curtain, and whispered: "Childe" A lazy voice came from inside the curtain: "How are things going?"
"Returning to the son, unsuccessful" "Hehe, if you don't succeed again, then you have to come back and do something."
A somber laugh rang out from the curtain
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