Zhong Tian watched as Zhong Wu was forced to retreat by Tang Yin's mother. The situation was critical, and he was in a hurry to help.
Just then, Zhan Wudi rode his horse and rushed out from the side. He did not help Zhong Wu, nor did he fight against Shangguan Yuan to make way for him. When he got close to the latter, he bent down and said anxiously to Zhong Tian who was collapsed on the ground: "Your Majesty, reinforcements from the front and back have already arrived. Our troops cannot hold on, and cannot delay any longer.
"Leave?" Zhong Tian was startled at first, but even though he said it quickly, "My son is still fighting fiercely with Tang Yin, General Unrivaled, please help him!"
"It's too late. If we continue to delay, none of us will be able to leave." With that, Zhan Wudi did not wait for Zhong Tian to reply, he extended his arm and grabbed Zhong Tian's collar, then placed him on the horse's back.
Although Tang Yin was fighting with Zhong Wu, he was also paying attention to the surroundings. After hearing everything, he saw that Zhong Tian's main target was Zhong Tian, the others were all secondary, and upon seeing that Zhong Tian wanted to escape, he was not willing to let it go. Hurriedly throwing out two blades, he forced Zhong Wu to retreat, his body moving as fast as lightning, he raised his blade and chased after Zhan Wudi and Zhong Tian.
Even though Zhan Wudi and Zhong Tian rode horses to escape, Tang Yin's explosive speed was not any slower than the war horses. He rushed to the front of the horse, raised his blade, and chopped down at Zhong Tian who was on the horse's back with all his strength.
Let alone dodging, Zhong Tian did not even look at the sickle that was coming at him. But Zhan Wudi had seen it, and was secretly shocked, he used all the Spirit Qi in his body, shouted, and released a cross blade, fiercely attacking Tang Yin's body.
Zhan Wudi was already at the end of his strength, but the technique he unleashed with all his might was still not something he could underestimate. Tang Yin did not dare to take the attack head on either, and used Shadow Shift to dodge out of the opponent's attack range. The moment he appeared, and before he could continue attacking, Zhong Wu bellowed from behind, and pounced on him like a madman.
Before he even arrived, the Soul-chasing Thorn of the Nine Revolutions Universe Spear was already shooting towards Tang Yin. Tang Yin was helpless, and could only temporarily give up on chasing after Zhong Tian, moving his body to a distance of two to three meters away from him, dodging Zhong Wu's Soul-chasing Thorn. At this time, Zhong Wu no longer cared about it, and did not care if the spirit energy in his body was being consumed, he howled as he released Spirit Confusion Wind, and continued to suppress Tang Yin with his large area of attack.
Although Tang Yin's cultivation was high, he did not have the ability to contend against the Light. Under the chaos and wind caused by Zhong Wu, he had no choice but to use the Shadow Shift to dodge. Zhong Wu attacked, Tang Yin dodged, the former used all sorts of techniques in one go, causing Tang Yin's mother to jump up and down, dodging to the left and right.
When the Spirit Cultivator of Light was fighting with the Spirit Cultivator of Dark, if she was not completely confident, she would not easily use her spiritual martial skills, since releasing skills required too much spiritual energy, and the Spirit Cultivator of Dark could use the Shadow Shift to dodge. Not only would it be difficult to harm the, it would also cause him to consume too much spiritual energy, causing him to lose to the opponent.
But right now, Zhong Wu's only thought was to protect his father's life, he did not care about his own life, and did not care if his spirit energy would run dry either. He continued to suppress Tang Yin with his skills. On the surface, it looked as if Zhong Wu held the advantage and made Tang Yin's mother look miserable. However, the experts could tell at a glance that Zhong Wu was tired of living and wanted to court death.
Very quickly, Zhong Wu's energy had passed, and there was not much spiritual energy left in his body. He was also panting heavily, standing in his original spot while swaying about, but as for Tang Yin, let alone gasping for breath, there was not even a drop of sweat on his temples. Taking advantage of the time that Zhong Wu was using all his strength to block, he turned back to look for Zhan Wudi and Zhong Tian.
Ah!" This was really a cooked duck flying away from the pot. Tang Yin was so angry that he jumped up high. He looked around and saw both sides of the battlefield, where both sides were fighting with all their might.
Damn it! Tang Yin was so angry that the roots of his teeth were itching. He roared towards the sky, "Zhong Tian, you can run, but your son can't! I will definitely tear Zhong Wu into a thousand pieces today! " With that, Tang Yin lowered his head, his originally two green eyes now releasing red light. He held onto his blade with both of his hands, and with a slice of the scythe, he transformed into two crescent shaped crescent shaped Spiritual Knife s, and said sinisterly: "Zhong Wu, you want to use your own life in exchange for Zhong Tian's life, today, I'll grant you that wish!"
"Tang Yin, if you have the ability, just use it!" Zhong Wu threw caution to the wind, he fearlessly met Tang Yin's gaze, and held the Nine Revolutions Universe Spear tightly in his hands.
Tang Yin nodded, he did not waste any more words, holding onto his blade with both hands, he leisurely walked towards Zhong Wu.
His pace was not fast, but Zhong Wu who was standing opposite of him could feel the strong pressure coming his way. As Tang Yin got closer and closer, the surrounding air seemed to become more and more stagnant. When Tang Yin was only three steps away from Zhong Wu, the latter felt as if the air had frozen over.
That was the Spirit Pressure that Tang Yin had released.
Zhong Wu used almost all of his strength to scream out loud, using the Spirit Pressure to strike at Tang Yin's chest as he fiercely thrust forward.
"That's all? It's too slow! " Tang Yin laughed out loud. He raised the Scimitar s with one hand and easily blocked Zhong Wu's spirit spear. After that, he took the chance and rushed in front of Zhong Wu. The two of them were so close that their faces almost touched.
"Ah — —" Zhong Wu cried out in fear, instinctively wanting to retreat, but before he could even move his feet, Tang Yin lifted his left leg, and used his knee to ruthlessly weigh Zhong Wu's abdomen.
It was too fast, to the point where Zhong Wu couldn't even react properly, he was completely relying on his subconscious to dodge to the side.
Pow!
Tang Yin's knee did not hit Zhong Wu's lower abdomen, but it had hit his ribs. Zhong Wu screamed miserably as he flew back, falling more than three metres before he landed on the ground. Before he could even crawl, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Not giving Zhong Wu the chance to catch his breath, Tang Yin rushed forward once again. He closed in on Zhong Wu with two steps, and the two blades in his hands pierced through both of Zhong Wu's ribs. Zhong Wu endured the pain and rolled on the ground. Following two muffled sounds, both of Tang Yin's blades stabbed into the ground. With such force, half of the blade sank into the ground.
Zhong Wu thought that he could take advantage of this opportunity and turned his body, got up from the ground and thrusted the spear in his hand towards Tang Yin's throat. Unexpectedly, Tang Yin shifted his arms forcefully to the side, forcefully pulling out the two blades that were stabbed into the ground. At the same time, two clumps of dirt and sand flew towards Zhong Wu.
It was obvious that he did not expect Tang Yin, who had such a high status and profound cultivation, to use such a shameless move.
"Aiya!"
Zhong Wu screamed in shock, his eyes that were not protected by the spirit armor took the brunt of the impact, it was filled with dirt and sand, seeing him retreating in a sorry state while covering his face, Tang Yin sneered, he turned his body and appeared behind Zhong Wu like a spinning top.
"Pu!"
Zhong Wu, whose eyes had been blinded by the sand, could no longer see anything, let alone dodge. Both of his calves and stomach were pierced by Tang Yin's two blades, and he could not even stand still as he fell forward. After he fell to the ground, he immediately rolled over and crawled back up, half squatting on the ground, one hand holding onto his spirit spear, while the other held onto his spirit spear, with the other hand pointing it towards his surroundings, he ruthlessly shouted out: "Tang Yin, you despicable and shameless little villain, if you have the guts, then fight with me fair and square, using this kind of despicable trick, what kind of hero are you?"
"Ha ha!" Looking at Zhong Wu who was like a headless fly, Tang Yin laughed sinisterly and sinisterly. He said slowly: "Firstly, I am not a hero or a hero, and secondly, you are also not some bullsh * t Your Highness. Your Highness's dream should end today."
The blade in his hand slashed casually, and with a hissing sound, the spirit armor underneath Zhong Wu's right ribs instantly cracked. At the same time, a half foot long cut was made on the skin and flesh of the armor, making it overturned, and fresh blood flowed out. It was truly a scary sight.
"Aooo!" Zhong Wu roared angrily like a trapped beast, and struck three times in a row with his senses towards Tang Yin's position.
His eyes could not even injure Tang Yin in the slightest when it came to using his eyes properly, let alone now? The three spear thrusts were not even able to touch Tang Yin's sides, but the latter took the opportunity to appear behind him. With a swing of both blades, another two large bloody wounds appeared on Zhong Wu's back.
Ah!" This was really a cooked duck flying away from the pot. Tang Yin was so angry that he jumped up high. He looked around and saw both sides of the battlefield, where both sides were fighting with all their might.
Zhong Wu was so angry and hurt at the same time. Tang Yin's body lowered himself and rolled in front of Zhong Wu. The Scimitar once again drew out a path that was neither heavy nor light, leaving two more holes on Zhong Wu's lower abdomen.
This was no longer a showdown between the two sides, but a game of cat versus mouse. Relying on his erratic movements, Tang Yin was sometimes in front of him and sometimes behind him, circling around him non-stop. However, every time he got closer, he would leave behind one or two bloody wounds on Zhong Wu's body, and in a short period of time, the spirit armor on Zhong Wu's body would be hacked into pieces. His entire body, from top to bottom, was filled with wounds, and fresh blood continued to flow out, covering his entire body.
Even though he was in a passive situation and had suffered from such heavy injuries, Zhong Wu clenched his teeth and refused to fall. From time to time, he would even stab Tang Yin a few times, but his retaliation was not a threat to Tang Yin.
Tang Yin did not want to end Zhong Wu's life just by tormenting him, and keep adding cuts on his body. In the end, Zhong Wu did not remember how many times he had been cut, and similarly, Tang Yin did not remember how many times he had cut him.
Clang!
The spirit spear in his hand dropped to the ground, and he knelt down with half a knee on the ground. He could no longer lift up his head, and blood continued to drip from his lower jaw and nose. His voice was hoarse as he stutteringly called out, "Tang..." Tang Yin... I... "I refuse to accept this …"