Chapter 1576

"Appetizers? What's the appetizer here The young man in white was stunned by his words.

"Why not, you are!" Tang Yin raised his hand with a smile and pointed to him.

The young man in white realized that the other side was teasing himself. He was furious and roared: "you should die! I want your dog's life

As he spoke, a layer of white fog came out around the young man in white. The armor and the spirit of the soldiers were completed at the same time. He stabbed Tang Yin with a spirit sword.

At first, Tang Yin had no weapons in his hand, but when his spirit sword reached Tang Yin, he heard a clang. He did not know when there were two more curved spirit swords in his hand, which would open the fierce spirit sword of the young man in white.

Yo! What a strong man! The young man in white was shocked, but he did not stop for a moment. He took back the spirit sword, Shua, Shua, Shua, and picked three swords at Tang Yin's face, neck and chest.

Tang Yin stood in the same place and did not move. With one hand behind his back, he calmly blocked all the three swords picked by the other side.

The young man in white has a flash of essence in his eyes, and he roars suddenly. The spirit sword in his hand is full of light, which releases the soul chasing sting skill of spirit martial arts.

His soul chasing sting had just been released. Tang Yin, standing in front of him, suddenly disappeared. The young man in white was startled. He suddenly realized that there was a spiritual pressure fluctuation behind him. He said in his heart that it was not good. The other party was a secret spiritual cultivator. However, it was too late for him to turn back to defend Tang Yin.

Tang Yin, who flashed behind him with shadow, made his sword as fast as lightning. Even before the sound of breaking wind reached him, his sword had already approached the opponent's body.

In the earrings, Tang Yin's machete went in from the back of the young man in white, and the tip of the knife poked out in front of his abdomen.

Whoa! The dark fire attached to the machete burned all over the body of the young man in white. In a moment, his spirit armor was burned into a spirit fog, and then the mist was sent out from his pores.

For Tang Yin, his spiritual cultivation is only an appetizer.

, under the burning of the dark fire, the essence of the youth style of white clothing was dried away, and the dead grey corpse limp down and fell to the ground.

The mountain bandits at the back were all shocked. The young man in white was already a top-notch bandit in Shuangtou mountain. But in front of the other side, he died miserably under the knife of the other side before even finishing a face-to-face attack. The strength difference was too great.

People are afraid and can't help but retreat. But Tang Yin didn't give them a chance to escape. He straightened up his body, folded his two knives and turned them into scythes. Then, he raised his eyes to the mountain bandits and said with a smile, "your brother has already set foot on the road. Don't let him be too lonely on the road. Let's go with him together."

As he spoke, he held a scythe in his hand and flashed into the crowd with a shadow. As the scythe came out, the mountain bandits standing around him did not know what was going on. They had been cut in two.

The bodies of the separated families were scattered on the ground, and the internal organs flowed out. But strangely, there was not a drop of blood at the scene, and even the internal organs of the corpses turned dark gray.

More than 200 mountain bandits had no resistance in front of Tang Yin. Like a tiger like a sheep, he waved a long sickle burning black flame and wantonly killed all living creatures around him.

These mountain bandits who haven't practiced spirit martial arts are not different from mole ants when they are against the dark spirit practitioners in the spirit realm.

I saw the scythe cutting through the night sky from time to time, flashing through a chilling awn. Every wind blowing was like a movement from hell, accompanied by the screams of the people around.

Plop! When the last mountain bandit near Tang Yin fell to the ground, there were more than a hundred corpses at his feet.

The remaining mountain bandits are far away. At this time, people's facial features have become twisted under the great horror and fear, their legs are soft and shivering suddenly, and sweat beads are constantly dripping from their faces and bodies.

In their eyes, Tang Yin is simply a beast, a monster, but not a man.

Tang Yin stood in his place for a rest, then slowly raised his hand and dragged his sickle to the rest of the mountain bandits.

When the second wave of mountain bandits rushed out of the mountain stronghold, they saw only corpses and broken arms all over the ground. Among the corpses, there was a man standing, covered with black spirit armor, as if integrated with the night. However, the strong murderous spirit from his body made people unable to ignore his existence. In his hands, holding a long sickle, the sickle edge curved, as if in the night sky in the moon echo.

"You killed them all?" A big man came out of the crowd of mountain bandits. He was a big man. He looked like a bear. He was shirtless on top and shorts on the bottom, carrying a pair of golden sledgehammers in his hands.

Beside him, there are more than ten spiritual practitioners standing beside him. They are of different height. There are men and women, and they are dressed in different clothes. But their accomplishments are all good.

Tang Yin still lowers his head. He doesn't have to look at it. He just feels the pressure from the other party. He can judge that the main course is coming."Leave your name before you die!" He said slowly.

The big man thought he had heard something wrong. He put his head forward and asked, "what are you talking about?"

"I want you to leave your name before you die!" Tang Yin finally raised his head, but he also startled all the mountain bandits in the opposite direction. It was not the spirit armor on his face that scared people, but his eyes were flashing green light. It was not human eyes at all.

"Rats! You have killed so many of my brothers. If I don't tear you apart today, I won't call Hong Tian! " The burly man suppressed his astonishment. His eyebrows stood up and his teeth clenched. He raised his double hammer to fight against Tang Yin.

"Oh! It turns out that you are the thief head here. I was just looking for you, but you consciously took the initiative to deliver it to the door. " Tang Yin's eyes bent with laughter, but the green light in his eyes was more prosperous.

"Boy, take your life." Hong Tianzheng was about to rush to Tang Yin. At this time, a small middle-aged man beside him stopped him and said with a smile: "general, how can you kill a chicken with a knife? Let your subordinates come down."

When Hong Tian heard the speech, he immediately took back his leaning body. He didn't see the strength of the other side. He didn't know what the strength of the other side was. He didn't know what to do in his heart. Let the people below try the other side's weight first.

Thinking of this, he said solemnly, "Mr. Feng, Kong fan has died in the hands of that boy. You and I know the strength of Kong fan. He has a profound spirit and martial arts. You should be more careful!"

The thin middle-aged man smiles and says, "Kong fan is too careless and belittles the enemy. He didn't expect that the other party was a dark spiritual cultivator, so he suffered a great loss. However, general, don't worry, your subordinates know how to deal with them!"

He nodded to Hong Tian confidently, and then walked slowly towards Tang Yin.

Tang Yin on the other side felt angry and funny. As a dark spiritual cultivator, he didn't know what effective way to deal with the dark spirit cultivator. His tone was not small. Let's see what he could do.

As he approached Tang Yin, the thin middle-aged man put out spiritual pressure on his face. With a smile on his face, he said haughtily: "the most powerful skill of the dark spirit cultivator is shadow killing (another name for shadow drifting). As long as you restrict your shadow killing, what's the difference between you and ordinary people wearing spiritual armor?"

There was a flash of surprise in Tang Yin's eyes. Although the flash was fleeting, it was still seen by the thin and middle-aged people who came by.

He was more proud of himself, raised his mouth high and said with a smile: "what? I'm surprised to see the weakness, right? To tell you the truth, there are nine dark practitioners who died in my hands. If you are included, you can make up ten. "

"Oh Tang Yin answered softly and said, "I am very surprised." It turns out that this is what he called the way to deal with the dark spiritual practitioners.

"If you are willing to surrender, I may still let you live"

when the thin middle-aged man is still talking, the Tang Yin in front of him has disappeared in an instant and appeared behind him. Before the middle-aged man has responded, Tang Yin has grasped his head with one hand, cut off his neck with the other hand and kicked the headless corpse out with one foot.

He picked up the broken head in his hand and put it in front of his eyes. He sneered at him and said, "what can you do for me

Looking at the broken head in his hand, the expression on his face has panic and bewilderment, but it is more incredible. Unfortunately, he has no chance to explore the truth.

In fact, it is also conditional to limit shadow drift with spiritual pressure. Although it is not necessary for one's own cultivation to be higher than that of the other, at least the accomplishments of both sides should be similar, and the spiritual pressure emitted should have sufficient binding force.

There is a big gap between the cultivation of a small middle-aged man and that of Tang Yin. His spiritual pressure does not pose a threat to Tang Yin at all, let alone limit his shadow drift.

Seeing that the other party can still cast shadows under the pressure of spirit, all the mountain bandits present, including the leader Hong Tian, are dumbfounded. Who is he, or is he a human or a demon?

With the death of a small middle-aged man, Hong Tian's momentum suddenly reduced by half. He subconsciously stepped back and looked at Tang Yin in surprise and fear. "You must be a famous elder. I have no grievance with you for a long time, and I have no hatred recently. Why are you suffering from each other?"

"Why? Not why, just happened to pass here, suddenly itch to kill people, met you, even if you have bad luck Tang Yin still lost his broken head in his hand, and said softly.

What's the reason! Hongtian's cold sweat came out and said in a trembling voice, "are you looking for me to be happy?"

"Do you like it?" Tang Yin asked.

"General, you don't have to talk soft with him. He's alone. We have thousands of brothers. One thousand people beat him. What are we afraid of?" A spiritual practitioner nearby Hong Tian roared.

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