Chapter 927 Not only is the body of the person who comes quickly, but the sword is also fast, the distance of more than ten meters is in a flash, and it passes directly through the gap in the dark crowd, rushing to Nie Zhen's approach in one breath, and the spirit sword swept towards his head.
Baidu search: read novel 78 Nie Zhen was shocked, and hurriedly raised his sword to parry, just when he heard a piercing golden sound, the sparks gradually shot high, and by its impact, even Nie Zhen's body shook, and he involuntarily took two steps back.
"Someone," he blurted out.
But before he could look at the other party's appearance, the other party's fast sword came again, and with the lightning flashing, the blade cut horizontally to his neck.
Nie Zhen reluctantly stood up with his sword again to block, and when he was long, it was louder than the sound of Jin Ming just now, and Nie Zhen's figure took three steps back.
"You" The other party didn't give him a chance to speak at all, and the spirit sword struck again, this time stabbing him in the throat.
Because the speed of the sword was too fast, even Nie Zhen felt that if he dodged, he was in danger of being stabbed, so he could only stand up the sword in his hand and use the sword surface as the opponent's sword stab.
When the spirit sword in Chang Nie Zhen's hand was pierced with an obvious arc, his body shook, and he took two steps back, this time he didn't give the other party a chance to continue to attack, after stabilizing his body, he charged up and jumped back, and rushed out a few meters away, only then did he stop his body and look at the person carefully.
The person who came was a black spirit armor, holding a jet-black spirit sword in his hand, and like Ling Ye and the others, he was also a dark spirit cultivator.
As he quickly retreated, the man did not continue to attack, and turned back to Ling Ye and the others and shouted, "You wait to leave."
The others didn't know who this dark spirit cultivator who suddenly appeared was, but Ling Ye's figure was shocked, and he exclaimed in his heart: Wind King He couldn't believe his eyes, it was incredible that the Wind King would suddenly appear when he was in a desperate situation and trapped in the forbidden land of Zhuyu Mountain.
"What are you waiting for, run" It was indeed Tang Yin, he stared at Nie Zhen opposite, and shouted without looking back.
Ling Ye finally came back to his senses, and he couldn't tell how he felt.
The Holy King, who had cultivated himself for decades, was now going to kill himself, and the Wind King, who had only one side to him and couldn't even talk about friendship, ventured deep into the mountains to rescue him when he was in trouble, how could he afford this kindness He said to the dark people around him, "Wait and go north."
"Night, what about you" "I'll stay to block Nie Zhen" "If you can't go, we'll go" "If you don't talk nonsense and talk nonsense, none of us will be able to leave, let's go," Ling Ye shouted at everyone.
The dark crowd looked at each other, then stamped their feet and ran together into the dense forest to the north.
After they left, Ling Ye took a deep breath, strode to Tang Yin's side, stood still, and faced Nie Zhen side by side with him.
Tang Yin, who was staring at Nie Zhen, looked around, glanced at him, and asked faintly, "Why don't you leave?"
"I am willing to stay, live and die with you in the palace" In front of Nie Zhen, Ling Ye didn't dare to call His Royal Highness Tang Yin, which was tantamount to harming him.
When Tang Yin heard this, the corners of his mouth were raised, he smiled, and said in a low voice: "It seems that I didn't come in vain, and I didn't save the wrong person" While speaking, he slowly raised the sword in his hand and said: "I am the main attack, you are on the side to help me" Before he finished speaking, the person had already rushed out, and the sword in his hand went straight to Nie Zhen's face.
Looking at Tang Yin's flying figure, Ling Ye was quite moved in his heart, but this was not the time to sigh, he shook his arm, and the wheel knife in his hand was suspended in the air, spinning rapidly, and then, it flew out, swept by Tang Yin's side, and went straight to Nie Zhen's lower abdomen.
Nie Zhen was caught off guard by Tang Yin's sudden appearance, but now that he had stabilized his mind, through insight, he could also find out that Tang Yin's cultivation was far inferior to his own.
He snorted coldly, first dialing Ling Ye's wheel knife, and then holding Tang Yin's spirit sword.
"Who are you named and last name?"
Tang Yin didn't answer at all, and what responded to Nie Zhen was a punch that raised his hand.
Nie Zhen was also tough, and he also raised his fist to fight back.
The fists of the two collided in the air, making a crisp sound, and at this time, the two of them made a judgment on their cultivation.
Nie Zhen stood there and didn't move, his body didn't shake, on the other hand, Tang Yin, involuntarily took two steps back, and his fist was subconsciously put down, if you look closely, you can find that the spirit armor on his palm is all thin cracks, and the hard blow of the two just now almost shattered all the spirit armor on his palm.
"If you don't say it, I'll catch you back and ask for clarification" Nie Zhen snorted, and pounced on Tang Yin, the spirit sword in his hand pointed at his eyebrows.
Without waiting for Tang Yin to parry, Ling Ye's wheel knife arrived again, sweeping under Nie Zhen's ribs.
The latter's change of move was also fast, he retracted his sword and picked it diagonally, and while flicking the flying wheel knife, he kicked it hard under his feet and hit Tang Yin's lower abdomen.
The latter's figure slid around, flashing directly from Nie Zhen's body to his back, and the spirit sword in his hand stabbed at the back of his heart.
What a weird body Nie Zhen's cultivation is far above Tang Yin, but in terms of body and skill, he is not as good as Tang Yin.
Nie Zhen tried his best to dodge, first letting go of the edge of the spirit sword, then raised his arm, struck back with his elbow, and slammed into Tang Yin's face.
Knowing that his cultivation was profound, and the strength of his attack was also great, Tang Yin turned sideways slightly, put one hand on Nie Zhen's arm, made a skillful effort, borrowed his strength, and went back again, Nie Zhen's figure was actually pulled out by his tower.
I'm afraid that even Nie Zhen himself didn't understand how he was thrown out by the other party.
Fortunately, the old man reacted quickly enough, and at the moment before his body landed, he supported the ground with one hand, his waist was forced, and he turned over and stood without falling, but by his inertia, he still instinctively took a few steps backwards.
There was a secret fluke in his heart, and Nie Zhen looked at Tang Yin with a shocked look.
As a dignified Great Elder, if he was thrown to the ground by a dark cultivator, he was afraid that he would not be able to see anyone in the future.
Tang Yin was unforgiving, not giving Nie Zhen a chance to breathe, and approached again like a shadow, the spirit sword stabbed on it, disturbing Nie Zhen's vision, but he kicked Nie Zhen fiercely below.
Nie Zhen's figure retreated, and as soon as he stomped on the ground with one foot, the grass vines under his feet immediately flashed countless points of light and spread quickly.
Ling Ye next to him saw it clearly, and shouted: "Be careful, that's a wood-based spiritual martial art" Before he finished speaking, the grass vines under Tang Yin's feet grew rapidly, instantly wrapped around his ankles, and climbed up along his legs.
"Use the fire of darkness," Midnight shouted urgently.
Reminded by Ling Ye, between Tang Yin's mind turning, a layer of black flames ignited above and below Zhou's body, and by the burning of the dark fire, the aura of wood in the grass vine immediately dissipated, and without the support of the aura, the grass vine immediately turned into its original form.
Another Dark Inner Sect Spiritual Cultivator Even Nie Zhen was confused at this time, isn't Tang Yin the only one in the world who is a Dark Inner Sect Spiritual Cultivator, why did he meet two of them at once today, what is going on When the old man was shocked, Tang Yin had already stepped forward, and the sword in his hand was still not far from his vital point.
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Tang Yin's shots were faster and sharper than Ling Ye's, one move after another, one move faster than another, and from time to time the sword went sideways, which was unguardable.
Under Tang Yin's attack, Nie Zhen also felt deeply uncomfortable and was forced to retreat again and again.
The scene was tinkling and crackling, and sparks flashed from time to time.
Tang Yin attacked more than twenty swords in one go, and Nie Zhen was also taken back ten steps by him.
When Tang Yin was exhausted, his rush attack finally came to an end, and at this time, looking at Nie Zhen again, the spirit armor on his body left seven or eight scratches shockingly, although it was not deep, and it did not cut his spirit armor, but it was not difficult to judge the danger of his situation just now.
Nie Zhen, who is so domineering, has never served anyone in his life except Guang Hanting, and today Tang Yin's fast sword has opened his eyes, and even he himself has to admit that if he is not compared to cultivation, if he is only better than his skills, he is not the opponent of the dark cultivator in front of him.
He looked Tang Yin up and down, and said quietly: "Yes, there are not many people in the world who can have such skills as Your Excellency, but unfortunately, you have met this seat today, which can only be blamed on your own bad luck." ” As he spoke, the spirit sword in Nie Zhen's hand shone brightly, and it was only at this time that he showed his true ability.
Seeing that Nie Zhen had already developed murderous intentions, Ling Ye didn't dare to assist on the side anymore, so he hurriedly came to Tang Yin's side and stood side by side with him.
As the light of Nie Zhen's spirit sword became more and more vigorous, the sword body also began to change, and while the sword body was elongated, countless barbs also grew on both sides of the sword blade.
"Hit" Nie Zhen suddenly let out a low shout, and the spirit sword in his hand swept towards Tang Yin.
Tang Yin took a deep breath, used all his strength, and blocked the opponent's spirit sword, and the moment his sword and Nie Zhen's sword came into contact, he secretly screamed in his heart, because Nie Zhen's sword had no strength, and it was soft like a chain.
Sure enough.
After Nie Zhen's sword was blocked, it was unbelievably bent, and the bent part of the sword body slapped Tang Yin's arm.
There was a crisp sound from Tang Yin's arm, and the barbs on the spirit sword were inserted into Tang Yin's spirit armor, and then, Nie Zhen slammed the sword back, and when he heard the sound of sand, the spirit armor on Tang Yin's arm was torn off by the barb of the spirit sword, and even the clothes and flesh in the spirit armor were torn off.
Tang Yin was hit by the force of this blow, and his body staggered out a few steps sideways, and the blood that flowed out instantly stained his entire arm red.
Nie Zhen withdrew the spirit sword, and the spirit armor hanging on it turned into mist, leaving only a piece of bloody flesh and skin.
He shook his arm and shook off the flesh, then looked at Tang Yin with a fierce light in his eyes, and said quietly: "If you dare to resist again, this seat will let you taste the taste of peeling skin and cramps."
A piece of the skin and flesh on his arm was torn off and replaced by someone else, and he was already rolling on the ground in pain, but Tang Yin stood up as if he didn't feel it, he didn't say a word, he didn't look at the wound, leaned forward, his eyes flashed with green light, and he stared directly at Nie Zhen and the spirit sword in his hand after the spiritual transformation. gtvidt: