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This was the first time Tang Yin and Jiang Fan had teamed up, but their teamwork was surprisingly well coordinated. Tang Yin did not care about snatching Wu Mei back because of his heavy sword. He laid on the ground and used all his strength to block with his sword.

Clang! "Boom!

When the Spiritual Knife and the spirit sword clashed, the air fluctuated and the power shot out. The surrounding dust and dirt was lifted up high, and even the ground trembled three times. Looking at Zui Fengjian, there was an additional huge and deep crater under his body. Tang Yin and he were both trapped inside, which showed just how powerful the strength behind Tang Yin's heavy sword was.

Zui Fengjian's cultivation was so high that after taking the blade head on, his arms became numb, his chest felt stuffy, and a mouthful of blood was forced into his throat, but he was forced to swallow it back. Now that he was even more injured, and had exhausted too much spirit energy, he dared not be careless against Tang Yin. With a sudden shout, he unleashed Spirit Transformation of Weapon, and at the same time, the spirit sword in his hand was still able to block Tang Yin's Spiritual Knife. The spirit sword moved like lightning, in the blink of an eye it was already in front of Tang Yin's chest, but the latter was even faster, he released the Shadow Shift, transforming into a group of Black Fog, suddenly appearing above Zui Fengjian's head, the scythe in his hand aimed straight at Zui Fengjian's face and hacked down with all his might.

This time, Zui Fengjian did not dare to take it head-on. His body rolled like a ball, from the pit to the outside.

Ka-cha! * The scythe did not strike Zui Fengjian, and its sharp blade pierced deep into the ground. Zui Fengjian thought that he could take advantage of this opportunity and anxiously waved his spirit sword, thrusting towards Tang Yin's throat. Unexpectedly, just as he was about to extend his sword, Tang Yin's sickle that was embedded in the ground suddenly dug out, whoosh! A ball of dirt flew towards Zui Fengjian's face from below.

Zui Fengjian obviously did not expect Tang Yin to use such a despicable trick, being insufficiently prepared, and getting hit on the face by the clump of mud, because he had the spirit armor to protect his face and the soil was soft, he was naturally not hurt, but his eyes did not have the spirit armor to protect them, and in that instant, his eyes were completely captivated by the mud, he unconsciously let out a scream, and retreated with one hand covering his face.

In Tang Yin's opinion, there were no moves that were low level or low level. As long as he could win, it was a good move. Seeing Zui Fengjian's tightly shut eyes, and his tears flowing, how could he give him a chance to recover, Tang Yin raised his sickle, and fiercely slashed down from the side once again.

Hearing that the wind was not good, when Zui Fengjian was unable to open his eyes, he could only raise the Spirit Sword high up, blocking Tang Yin's killing move once again. But this time, Tang Yin did not retract his blade, but used both of his arms to sink, using all of his strength to suppress the scythe, and felt an overwhelming force come from the opponent's scythe, causing Zui Fengjian to be unable to retract his sword, much less have the energy to control his spirit sword to strike back at Tang Yin. All he could do was use all of his strength and spirit energy to use his spirit sword to contend against Tang Yin.

If he was in his best condition, wanting to contend against Tang Yin would not be a problem, but now that he was injured and his spirit energy was empty, how could he withstand Tang Yin's full strength? Under Tang Yin's continuous attacks, the pressure on the spirit sword in Zui Fengjian's hand became lower and lower, and before long, the tip of the scythe drew closer to his forehead.

Before the blade even arrived, Zui Fengjian could already feel the cold energy. The cold energy pierced his bone marrow, and the soul of the ice person, what released the cold energy was not Tang Yin's sickle, but the Fire of Darkness that was burning menacingly on the sickle. This was also the first time Zui Fengjian found out that the Fire of Darkness was actually not hot, but ice-cold.

When the blade tip of the scythe made contact with Zui Fengjian's head, it immediately made a hissing sound. The spirit armor on Zui Fengjian's forehead started to smoke from the Fire of Darkness's burning, and in that moment, the spirit armor was melted away. Zui Fengjian was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. If the other party's blade continued to press down on him, the spirit armour on his head would be completely melted and he would die under the Fire of Darkness's hands. At this moment of life and death, Zui Fengjian suddenly erupted with strength from nowhere and roared, using all of his strength, he pushed Tang Yin's sickle upwards slightly, and in the short moment when it was lit with stone and lightning, he had already rolled out.

"Crack!" Tang Yin's sickle pierced the ground once again, while Zui Fengjian slipped away and rolled a few meters away. He crawled up from the ground, shook off the dirt on his face and recovered his eyes, then stared at Tang Yin as he panted heavily. Tang Yin slowly withdrew his blade and then raised his head. Facing Zui Fengjian's gaze, the green light that flickered in his eyes grew even brighter as he faintly said: "Zui Fengjian, you shouldn't be so weak, right? Show me what you can do! " As he said that, Tang Yin dragged his sickle and was about to rush towards Zui Fengjian again. Just at that moment, Zui Fengjian suddenly lowered the spirit sword in his hand, extended his hand out, and shouted: "Wait!" "Oh?" Tang Yin's body stopped forward and he asked with a cold smile: "Zui Fengjian, do you still have anything else to say?" I... I can make a deal with you! " Zui Fengjian said.

"What do you mean?" Tang Yin squinted at him.

"I'll give you an important piece of information, but you have to let me go." Zui Fengjian said word by word, while speaking, he stared at Tang Yin without blinking, wanting to see his reaction. But because he had the spirit armor to protect his face, he could not see the changes in Tang Yin's expression, and even his eyes were blocked by the green light, causing people to not be able to see what was in Tang Yin's eyes.

"Hehe …" Tang Yin laughed sinisterly, then said: "Tell me, if the information you provide is really important enough, I will consider letting you go!" Zui Fengjian was silent for a moment, and finally made a huge decision. He clenched his fists and said: "Within the palace, there are still people from Divine Pool lurking around, don't ask me who that is, I don't know either, but I'm sure of one thing, it's a woman!" Other than the guards, there were no other men in the entire palace. However, there was actually someone else hiding in the palace with Divine Pool, which was something Tang Yin did not expect, if what Zui Fengjian said was true, then who could it be? Was it the palace maid below? Or the ladies?

In that moment, Tang Yin thought of all the wives and palace maids he had met before, and finally shook his head. Although he did not know Arts of Clairvoyance, his intuition was extremely sharp, if the other party was Spirit Cultivator, he would definitely be able to sense the spirit energy in their bodies.

After thinking for a moment, Tang Yin smiled and asked: "Zui Fengjian, do you really not know who that person is?" "Yes, I don't know, but I think this information is important enough for you?" "Yes, it's important, but I can't believe you." How can you believe that? " "It's very simple!" Tang Yin smiled as he took a step forward. At the same time, he raised the scythe in his hand, pointed it at Zui Fengjian and said, "Give me your soul!" While speaking, he stepped on the ground with one leg, his entire being was like an arrow that had left the bow, flying straight towards Zui Fengjian.

's expression changed greatly. Originally, he also wanted to see how fast and nimble his movement technique was, but now, his movement technique was completely unable to compare with Tang Yin's. Seeing Tang Yin rushing towards him, he had no time to dodge, he could only control his spirit sword and thrust it towards Tang Yin.

Tang Yin's body fell forward, easily dodging the sharp light of the Spirit Sword, the sickle in his hand continued to stab towards Zui Fengjian's lower abdomen.

He secretly exclaimed in his heart! Under the helpless situation, Zui Fengjian had no choice but to lose his Soul Martial Skill and use it to block Tang Yin's path of attack.

But using the Soul Martial Arts on the Spirit Cultivator of Dark was a waste of precious spirit energy, he had just released his Spirit Chaos Wind, and Tang Yin had already disappeared, appearing right behind him. The sickle then pierced towards Zui Fengjian's waist.

Zui Fengjian broke out in a cold sweat and quickly dodged to the side. Unfortunately, his movement was slightly slower, and with a rustling sound, the sharp blade of the scythe made a large cut on his spirit armor, almost injuring his flesh.

After missing, Tang Yin's arms shook, and the sickle immediately rose to become two Scimitar s, from a long blade, Tang Yin's hands moved like lightning, he grabbed the two blades and launched a quick attack towards Zui Fengjian.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh! The sound of wind breaking sounded out continuously, and with the flickering of the wind, Tang Yin's figure could no longer be seen.

Under Tang Yin's crazy attacks, although Zui Fengjian was using his transformed spirit sword, it was full of variations and forms, but he could not resist at all, and was slowly being used by Tang Yin's mother as protection, not even allowing him to retaliate at all. Even so, Tang Yin's twin blades still slashed on his spirit armor from time to time, and even injured his flesh, if not for Tang Yin scattering the Fire of Darkness s on the ground, Zui Fengjian would have already been turned into ashes.

Now that the battle had reached such a stage, the situation on one side had already changed. It was no longer a fight to the death, but one where Tang Yin was fighting one-sidedly.

"Too slow, too slow. Is this all you got?" Tang Yin's blade occasionally added wounds to his body, and at the same time, his mouth was not idle either, deeply piercing through every single one of Zui Fengjian's nerves.

At this time, there was not a single spot on Zui Fengjian's body that was complete with spirit armour. It was broken beyond repair, and there were many wounds on his body under the spirit armor. He looked like a bloody man, and as he fought with Tang Yin, fresh blood continuously dripped down to the ground.

Even Wu Mei, who hated him to the bones, frowned as she felt that Tang Yin's methods were too ruthless.

After clenching his teeth and enduring for more than ten rounds, Zui Fengjian was unable to hold on any longer. When Tang Yin's blade had not injured him yet, both of his legs suddenly went soft and he knelt down on the ground with a thump. His two eyes had lost all their charm, and only an empty space remained.

Seeing that Zui Fengjian had reached the limit of his lifespan, Tang Yin felt that it was time to end it. He flipped his wrist, placed the blade at the back, held the blade in front of him, and aimed at Zui Fengjian's temple, launching a heavy strike.

Pow!

The broken spirit armor on top of Zui Fengjian's head had reached its limit and shattered with a loud sound. Zui Fengjian was also sent flying three meters horizontally, with a "plop" sound, he landed on the ground. His hair was disheveled as he laid on the ground, blood flowing down his face along his temples.