Chapter 857 "Childe, this time it's not that his subordinates are doing things unfavorably, but because another group of assassins are also going to assassinate the red-sleeved princess, and these assassins are blocking our people, so that's why" Before the middle-aged man finished speaking, the person in the curtain tent had already chuckled, with a bit of laziness in his soft voice, and said, "Do you know why you have never met you?"
The middle-aged man was stunned, and hurriedly said, "Please also ask the son to make it clear." 78 no pop-up window update fast" "It's simple, because you have too many excuses and too few things you can accomplish."
When the middle-aged man heard this, his face suddenly changed, and then he slowly lowered his head.
"You just said that there is a group of Assassins" "Yes, Childe.
These Assassins are very powerful, and their strength is not inferior to ours.
The middle-aged man hurriedly said.
"Oh, this is interesting, in addition to this son, which other brother and brother Wang are also going to kill Sister Xiang?"
"My subordinates don't know."
"If you don't know, go check it out, find out the identity of those people, you go" "It's Childe, subordinates retire" The middle-aged man saluted again, took a few steps back respectfully, and then turned around and exited the room.
Let's say that Tang Yin and Xiao Xiang are still trapped in the small thatched hut, and the two of them dare not rush out rashly, and the assassins outside do not dare to rush in easily, so the two sides are at a stalemate.
However, Tang Yin knew in his heart that the assassins would not delay for too long, and they would not have that much time to waste.
Sure enough.
The Assassins' attack stopped for a few minutes before it began again.
This time, it was no longer the dark cultivators who approached the thatched hut, but the light cultivators.
Tang Yin was in the room, and even if he couldn't see the situation outside, he could clearly feel that there was a powerful spiritual pressure around him slowly approaching.
With a straight face, he pulled Xiao Xiang behind him, and said in a deep voice: "Come up" At this time, Xiao Xiang was very obedient, and she had completely lost her usual arrogance, and was obediently lying on Tang Yin's back like an obedient kitten.
The latter shook off the clothes that had been torn from Xiao Xiang's body, tied her back up, and then held his breath, just waiting for the opponent's second round of attack to begin.
It didn't take long for a white shadow to appear at the door of the room, and at the same time, the spirit wind blew in from outside, and dense spirit blades flew all over the sky and shot towards Tang Yin.
The thatched hut is cramped and the space is limited, even if Tang Yin's identity is flexible, there is no room to dodge.
He reacted extremely quickly, and completed the spirit armor of the soldier as soon as possible, and then raised the arm that was integrated into the spirit soldier, and the spirit armor at the arm spread out to all sides, instantly forming a large shield, blocking all the spirit blades that flew over.
After the spirit chaos dissipated, before Tang Yin could fight back, he heard a sudden muffled rumbling sound from his side, and a spirit cultivator directly smashed through the earthen wall and flew in from the outside.
The cultivator slammed his head into Tang Yin's shoulder, and the latter couldn't stand on his feet, retreating several steps sideways in succession, and when he finally stabilized his body, the opponent's sword had already stabbed him closely.
Tang Yin hurriedly withdrew the shield on his arm, and at the moment when the spirit sword was about to stab him, he grabbed the sword body tightly.
At this time, the spiritual cultivator at the door shouted, rushed to him, and slashed out the spirit sword, straight to his neck.
He stepped back, and at the same time grabbed the spirit sword and forcefully moved back, and the spirit cultivator holding the sword was pulled by it, and involuntarily staggered forward, just enough to block the spirit sword cut by another spirit cultivator.
Seeing that his sword was about to slash at his companion, the man gasped, and he hurriedly gathered his strength.
Tang Yin took this opportunity to kick out a hard kick below, and pointed his toes at the opponent's lower abdomen.
The spirit cultivator frowned secretly, and in desperation, he had no choice but to give up the spirit sword and retreat.
Sha Tangyin's foot almost brushed against his chest and abdomen.
Tang Yin had just retreated, and before he could catch his breath, shouts and cheers came from all around the thatched hut, and then, four spiritual cultivators either broke through the wall or jumped from the roof, and besieged Tang Yin together.
These six assassins were all advanced cultivators, and they were skilled in fighting, and their moves and acquisitions were surprisingly fast.
Tang Yin had already used all his strength at this time, he held the spirit sword he had just captured in one hand, and condensed the spirit armor into a shield with the other arm, defeating one against six.
The two sides are fighting fast, and the spirit sword shuttles back and forth in the air, which is dizzying.
As the fierce battle continued, the spiritual pressure in the thatched house was also rapidly expanding, and suddenly, a muffled sound was heard, and the thatched house was torn apart as if it was exploding from the inside out, and the earthen wall and the roof of the shed were bounced out.
Looking at the scene again, the thatched hut had disappeared, leaving the bare ground, and Tang Yin, who was carrying Xiao Xiang on his back, was still fighting a fierce battle with the six cultivators.
The dark cultivators hiding in the wheat fields stood up one after another, looked at each other, and then invariably wheeled their chains, and the spirit knives spun rapidly above their heads.
"Kill" I don't know who shouted first, and as soon as the words fell, the spirit knives in the hands of the dark cultivators had already flown out in unison, drilling through the gap between the light cultivators, and attacking Tang Yin and Xiao Xiang in the crowd.
Just resisting the siege of the six Light Department cultivators was enough to make Tang Yin difficult, and now that there were so many flying knives, even if he used all his strength, Tang Yin still seemed busy and unable to deal with it, and more importantly, he was also distracted to protect Xiao Xiang, who had no ability to resist.
In the fierce battle, he just didn't take care of it, and a spirit knife flew in front of him, Tang Yin wanted to dodge at this time, it was too late, he could only try his best to turn sideways.
With a thud, the sword failed to stab him in the chest, but it was nailed to his shoulder.
The power of this knife was so great that it not only penetrated Tang Yin's spirit armor, but even his shoulders were pierced together, and the tip of the knife poked out behind his shoulders, almost hurting Xiao Xiang on his back.
The crescent-shaped scimitar locked his shoulder like a hook, and the assassin holding the knife suddenly lit up, and without thinking about it, he used all his strength to pull back the chain, and with a bang, Tang Yin couldn't stand still, and his body fell to the ground on his side.
However, the man did not stop there, and rushed out backwards with the chain, being pulled by the spirit knife, Tang Yin fell to the ground and his body was dragged into the wheat field.
The spirit of the six cultivators who besieged him was also shocked, and they all roared, jumped up in the air, and six people and five swords stabbed towards Tang Yin who fell to the ground from mid-air.
Tang Yin still wanted to stand up, but the assassin who was pulling the chain didn't give him a chance to stand up at all, and kept dragging him to run wildly.
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Seeing that the five spirit swords had stabbed closely, Tang Yin, who fell to the ground, could only parry with the spirit shield on his arm.
There was a crisp sound in the ear chakra, and the five spirit swords were stabbed on the spirit shield almost at the same time.
The assassins are a condescending stabbing sword, in addition to their own strength, but also integrated into the inertia of the body when falling, just a sword, the force is not light, not to mention the five swords stabbed at the same time, the power of which is more than a thousand catties.
Tang Yin didn't feel like he was blocking five spirit swords, but more like blocking a collapsing mountain, the powerful force hit back against his arm to his own chest, and with a crisp snap, even the spirit armor on his chest was shattered by the spirit armor on his arm.
At the same time, the corners of his mouth were slowly bleeding.
Tang Yin hadn't been beaten so embarrassed for a long time, in this case, he could actually ignore Xiao Xiang's life and death, give up on her, and choose to run for his life, but as he continued to suffer, the anger in his chest was also beaten out.
His eyes glowed with a terrifying green light, and he grabbed the chains on his shoulders with his hands, and as his mind turned, a dark fire was born, and only to hear a whirl, the dark fire spread rapidly along the chains, until it burned towards the assassin who was running wildly with the chains.
That man saw the dark fire rushing towards him, and he also knew that his cultivation was not as good as Tang Yin, and the spirit armor could not resist the burning of the dark fire at all, but he didn't let go, gritting his teeth and still dragging Tang Yin to run wildly in the wheat field, intending to buy his companions the last bit of time.
The dark fire burned down the chains to his hands, and then spread from his hands to his body, and then the assassin had become a burning man, with black flames burning all over his body, and the spirit armor hissed and screamed under the black fire, and the black mist came out of the spirit armor.
He wanted to buy as much time as possible for his companions, but unfortunately he himself couldn't hold out for long, that is, in a few seconds, his spirit armor was burned by the dark fire, and the soul burning of the dark fire burned directly into his body.
The assassin let out a scream as if from purgatory, and his legs went limp, and he fell to the ground, a large amount of spiritual mist emanating from him.
Without the Assassin's pull, Tang Yin could finally get up from the ground.
The six cultivators followed him like a shadow, landing in front of him, left and right, still besieging him in the middle.
Tang Yin looked down at the broken spirit armor on his chest, then raised his hand and stroked the spirit armor, as the black mist emitted from his palm, the broken spirit armor quickly healed, the crack gradually disappeared, and in the blink of an eye, it became intact again.
He looked around at the six people around him and said, "I don't want to add a nameless ghost under my sword."
None of the six cultivators answered, and the six pairs of eyes stared at Tang Yin without blinking.
He nodded and said in a cold voice: "It doesn't matter if you don't say it, this king will find the answer from the soul burning."
"Gloom."
Before he could finish speaking, a spiritual cultivator suddenly spoke.
"Gloom" "They are darkness."
The spirit cultivator turned his head and looked at the dark spirit cultivators around him again, and then said to Tang Yin: "Your Royal Highness the Wind King, this matter has nothing to do with you, I hope you can hand over the red-sleeved princess to us." ”: