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Genuine geniuses were rare and easily hated.

Zui Fengjian carried the spirit sword that had turned into a whip and slowly walked out of the round hole. His eyes flickered with a vicious and jealous light, staring straight at Shangguan Yuanyu. At this time, even the observing Flame Sword s and Bing Pojian walked out.

Facing the three Spiritual Martial Expert s who came from the Divine Pool, Shangguan Yuan showed no fear. He waved his Spiritual Knife and released his spirit energy, merging with the Spiritual Knife once again. This was also the prelude to Spirit Transformation of Weapon.

Without any warning, Zui Fengjian, Flame Sword, and Bing Pojian pounced from three different directions straight towards Shangguan Yuanyu. The Flame Sword and Bing Pojian went their separate ways, the two spirit swords, as fast as lightning, pierced towards the two ribs of, who was in the middle of the path, the spirit sword in his hands turned into a sharp, soft and long whip after passing through the Spirit Transformation of Weapon, straight into the pit of his heart.

With a loud shout, he came to a stop. Shangguan Yuan let both his hands grasp on the back of the sabre, the three pointed and two edged sabre Knife Rod suddenly became wider and thinner, both sides of the sabre gave birth to a sharp light, the three pointed and two edged sabre also turned into an extremely large machete.

Weng! *

The Spiritual Knife hung onto the wind as its energy shot out in all directions. The Spirit Wave was naturally produced, with its official Yuan Qi at the center, a circular Spirit Wave swept towards the three people attacking it. Feeling the might of the Spirit Wave as if it could split the heavens and split the earth, the Flame Sword and Bing Pojian's expressions changed. They did not dare to advance any further, and all of them kept on dodging.

Zui Fengjian's cultivation was one grade higher than the Flame Sword and Bing Pojian, and even when facing the extremely ferocious Spirit Wave, he was not as nervous as the two of them. He lowered his body and easily avoided the tip of the sword, squatting in his original spot.

This person was so troublesome! Shangguan Yuan was not afraid of the swords of ice and fire, but he was just filled with fear of Zui Fengjian. His Spirit Transformation of Weapon was a aggressive type, but Zui Fengjian's was the complete opposite.

Shangguan Yuan moved his body horizontally a distance of half a meter, barely dodging the opponent's Spirit Sword. He did not need to turn his head to know that the opponent's Spirit Sword would definitely backcircle behind him and attack his vital points. This time, he did not dodge, but raised his Spiritual Knife, aimed at Zui Fengjian, and hacked down with all his might.

The three-pointed, two-edged blade that had turned into a big machete not only had a strange appearance, but it was also extremely powerful. When the blade fell, it made cracking sounds like thunder in a clear sky. Zui Fengjian knew he was powerful, but he did not dare resist the attack. Instead, he squatted on the ground and rolled his body to the side.

Ka-cha! *

Although the blade did not strike Zui Fengjian, it left a six to seven meter long gash in the ground. From this, it could be seen how powerful Shangguan Yuan had made this blade strike.

Taking advantage of his exhausted strength, the two swords of ice and fire shot forward again, moving closer to Shangguan Yuan. The two of them used their swift swords, thrusting towards Shangguan Yuanyu's vital points three times.

Although the triple-edged two-edged blade after the Spiritual Transformation was abnormally huge, it was as light as a feather in Shangguan Yuan's hands. His body was nimble as he quickly dodged to the two people's attack range, then the Spiritual Knife swept out again.

Whoosh!

The Flame Sword and Bing Pojian did not dare to take his heavy blade head on. One of them lowered his body, and the other jumped up, dodging the sharp edge of the Spiritual Knife. Without waiting for Shangguan Yuan to make his move, Zui Fengjian's attack came at him again.

Zui Fengjian, Flame Sword, Bing Pojian, and the other two had different cultivations, but their teamwork and strength was extremely coordinated. When Zui Fengjian was defending, the two of them attacked, and when was defending, the three of them attacked wave after wave. There was no gap between them, and they did not give each other any time to breathe.

Shangguan Yuanyu's cultivation was high and his spiritual arts were outstanding, but when he fought with three Divine Pool experts who were close to him in strength, it still seemed to be lacking in strength.

Just as he was being attacked by the three of them passively, another person suddenly rushed out from within the crowd of Ning Army. This person took a quick look at the situation on the battlefield and was about to approach them, but out of the corner of his eyes, he caught sight of Zhong Tian who was hiding beside an old tree.

"Zhong Tian, do you know who I am?" The man was extremely fast, in just a few steps he was already in front of Zhong Tian, his eyes flashed with a strange green light, and swept over Zhong Tian's body.

At this time, Zhong Tian's attention was completely focused on the battlefield, he did not even notice the additional person beside him, and upon hearing his voice, he was so shocked that he shivered, and anxiously turned his head to look.

He saw that a spirit cultivator wearing a black spiritual armor had appeared next to him. This person was covered in black from head to toe, almost blending into the darkness of the night. In his hand was a black scythe, which faintly emitted a black light. Only his two eyes were of different colors, and it was hard to tell if he was a human or a ghost with those glowing green eyes.

You … "You …" Although Zhong Tian was one of the four great nobles holding a heavy soldier back then, he did not know how to use a spirit weapon. Suddenly, a stranger appeared beside him, causing him to stammer in fear.

The man looked at Zhong Tian who was filled with fear, and the corner of his mouth slowly lifted. With a shake of his head, the Spirit Armor on his head disappeared, revealing his original appearance. At the same time, he laughed sinisterly: "Look at that again!"

"You … You are Tang Yin?! "

Zhong Tian finally recognized the identity of the person that came, but his head also buzzed and he almost fell limply to the ground. Never in his wildest dreams did he expect that Tang Yin would actually find him, not to mention that three Divine Pool experts weren't even by his side.

"Very good, you still remember me. That way, even if you die, you will die for sure." The corner of Tang Yin's mouth lifted. Because he was too excited, the green light in his eyes became even brighter. He raised the sickle with one hand, narrowed his eyes, aimed at Zhong Tian's neck, and fiercely chopped down.

Forget that Zhong Tian did not know Spirit Force, even if he knew, he might not even be able to dodge Tang Yin's blade at such a close distance.

Just as Tang Yin's blade was about to cut into Zhong Tian's neck, a ray of silver light suddenly shot out from the tip of the blade.

Clank! Clank!

Tang Yin's blade did not hit Zhong Tian, but instead solidly struck the silver light. Receiving the rebound force, Tang Yin's wrist became numb. He instinctively took a step back and lowered his head to look at the silver light in front of him. This silver light seemed like a long and narrow sword, but also seemed like a flexible whip.

Just as he was in a daze, the strange weapon that looked like a sword or whip suddenly bent, and pierced towards Tang Yin's chest like a bolt of lightning. Almost at the same time, Tang Yin also heard Shangguan Yuan, who was not far away, urgently shout, "Master, be careful …"

Swish!

Whoosh!

Shangguan Yuan's reminder was not as fast as the assassination attempt of the strange weapon. His words had just left his mouth when the tip of his blade had already arrived in front of Tang Yin. The strange weapon had pierced through Tang Yin, but what was pierced through was a set of Black Fog and afterimages, while Tang Yin's real body had already flashed out using the Shadow Shift.

It turned out that the strange weapon that was blocking his attack and thrusting towards him was the Spirit Sword in the enemy's hand. It was hard to imagine that the person who was standing a few meters away, was actually able to strike at his side with the Spirit Sword, and also be able to attack against common sense, was truly hard to imagine.

Even in Yan Lie's memories, he could not find such a Soul Martial Skill.

Before Tang Yin could figure out what skill his opponent was using, he heard someone shout in front of him, "Tang Yin, don't you dare hurt my King Father!" Following the voice, a General of Peng Country rider rode his horse and rushed forward, the Nine Revolutions Universe Spear in her hand borrowed the momentum of the horse to thrust straight towards Tang Yin's lower abdomen.

Tang Yin had never seen Zhong Wu before, but hearing him call Zhong Tian King Father, he could roughly guess his figure. He snorted coldly, and lowered his body, dodging Zhong Wu's spirit spear. At the same time, the sickle in his hand swept out, and he shouted: "Get the hell down here!"

His blade was not aimed at Zhong Wu, but at the legs of the warhorse.

Zhong Wu never thought that he would use such a move. Not prepared enough, it was already impossible for him to use his horse to dodge the opponent's sickle.

Ka-cha! *

Both of the front legs of the warhorse were cut off by the scythe, and it rushed towards the ground. Due to the fact that Zhong Wu was able to jump its horse in time, it did not get affected, but even so, it still ended up rolling on the ground with its head full of dust.

Tang Yin laughed heartily and said, "You came at the perfect time. I'll kill the little one today, then the old one!" While speaking, he strode towards Zhong Wu who had just crawled up from the ground, and chopped down with his blade.

Zhong Wu used all his strength and blocked with his spear.

Clang!

Tang Yin's slash had forced Zhong Wu to retreat three steps. Not giving the other party the opportunity to catch his breath, Tang Yin stepped forward and stabbed his blade straight towards Zhong Wu's chest.

It was too fast! Tang Yin's Fast Blade caused Zhong Wu to be powerless to defend, he could only move his body to dodge, but just as he stopped, Tang Yin's third slash arrived.

Tang Yin's blade techniques were fast and strange, sometimes fierce, sometimes slashing and sometimes slashing. There was simply no fixed pattern, but it all changed at random, and it was precisely because of this that it became even more powerful, and made others even more clueless. The two of them had only fought for a few rounds, yet Zhong Wu was already at his limit, and was forced to retreat again and again by Tang Yin.

Actually, with Zhong Wu's true strength, it was not that bad. Even if he was not Tang Yin's opponent, it would still be difficult for the latter to defeat him in a short period of time. But now that Zhong Wu was severely injured, and was even heavily supported by people on his feet, he was clenching his teeth and holding on tightly. If there was a war horse present, he could even use a reliable war horse to ride on, but unfortunately there were no war horses left, how could he withstand the imposing and overbearing Tang Yin?