Chapter 1814

How fast! Not only is the body method of the comer fast, but also the sword is fast. When the distance is more than ten meters, it passes through the dark crevice of the crowd directly, and rushes to Nie Zhen's close in one breath, and the spirit sword sweeps to his head.

Nie Zhen was startled and quickly set up his sword to parry. He heard the jingling sound of gold. The Mars gradually shot high. Under the impact, even Nie Zhen's body swayed, and involuntarily stepped back two steps.

"Who?" he blurted. But before he had time to look at the other side's appearance, the other side's fast sword arrived again. With the flash of lightning, the blade of the sword cut across his neck.

Nie Zhen reluctantly set up his sword again, clanging, louder than the gold Ming just now, and Nie Zhen's body retreated three steps.

The other party didn't give him a chance to speak. The spirit sword came again, and this time it stabbed him in the throat.

Because the speed of the sword was too fast, even Nie Zhen felt that if he dodged, he would be in danger of being stabbed. He could only stand up the sword in his hand and use the hard face of the sword as the stab of the other side.

Jingle! Nie Zhen's spirit swords in his hands were all pierced into a sharp arc. His body swayed and he stepped back two steps. This time, he didn't give the other party the chance to attack again. After stabilizing his body, he jumped back again with all his strength and ran several meters away. Then he stopped his body and looked at the visitor carefully.

The visitor is a black spirit armor with a black spirit sword in his hand. Like Lingye and others, he is a dark spiritual cultivator. With his rapid retreat, the man did not continue to attack, turned back to Ling ye and others and said: "you wait for quick go!"

Others don't know who this dark spirit cultivator suddenly appears, but Ling Ye's figure is one of the shocks, and he exclaims in his heart: the wind king.

He couldn't believe his eyes. When he was trapped in the forbidden area of Zhuyu mountain, the king of wind suddenly appeared, which was incredible.

"What are you waiting for? Run It's Tang Yin who is coming. He stares at Nie Zhen, who doesn't look back.

Ling Ye finally came back to the God, the heart is full of flavors, also can't say this what feeling.

The holy king who has cultivated his side for decades now wants to kill himself. However, Feng Wang, who has only one face to face with himself and can't even talk about friendship, risks going deep into the mountains to rescue himself when he is in trouble. How can he afford this kindness?

He said to the dark people around him: "you wait for a quick northward walk!"

"Night, what about you?"

"I stay to block Nie Zhen!"

"No! If we want to go, we'll all go "

" no nonsense! No matter how wordy we are, none of us can leave. Let's go Ling Ye shouts at the crowd. The dark people looked at each other, then stamped their feet one after another, and ran north into the dense forest.

After they left, Lingye took a deep breath, and walked to Tang Yin with great strides. He stood still and faced Nie Zhen side by side with him.

Tang Yin, who was staring at Nie Zhen, glanced at him and asked, "why don't you go?"

"I would like to stay and live and die with you in the temple!" In front of Nie Zhen, Ling Ye doesn't dare to call his highness Tang Yin, which is tantamount to harming him.

When Tang Yin heard the speech, he raised his mouth and laughed. He said in a low voice, "it seems that I didn't come in vain, nor did I save the wrong person." While speaking, he slowly raised his sword in his hand and said, "I am the main attack, you are there to help me!"

The voice of Nie's sword went out. Looking at Tang Yin's flying figure, Ling Ye is deeply moved. However, this is not the time for feeling. As soon as he shakes his arm, the wheel knife in his hand is suspended in the air and rotates rapidly. Then, he shoots out, passing by Tang Yin's side and taking Nie Zhen's abdomen.

Nie Zhen was caught off guard by the sudden appearance of Tang Yin. Now he has stabilized his mind. Through insight, he can also find out that Tang Yin's accomplishments are far inferior to his own.

Then he opened the sword.

"Who are you? Name it in the newspaper

Tang Yin didn't answer at all. What he responded to Nie Zhen was to raise his hand. Nie Zhen is also tough, also raised his fist to fight back. Bang! Their fists collided in the air and made a clear sound. At this time, the two men made a high judgment.

Nie Zhen stood there and did not move, and his body did not shake. On the contrary, Tang Yin could not help stepping back two steps, and his fist was subconsciously put down. If you look closely, you can see that the spirit armor on his palm is all thin cracks. Just now, the hard hit of the two people nearly broke all the spirit armor on his palm.

"If you don't say anything, I will take you back and ask for a clear answer." Nie Zhen sinks to drink a, jump to Tang Yin, the spirit sword in the hand points to his eyebrow. Without waiting for Tang Yin to parry, Ling Ye's wheel Sabre comes again and sweeps Nie Zhen's ribs.

The latter's move is also quick. When he picks up his sword and flicks his flywheel knife, he kicks his foot fiercely and hits Tang Yin's abdomen. The latter's body shape turns, from Nie Zhen's front to his back, and the spirit sword in his hand stabs his back heart.

What a strange body! Nie Zhen's accomplishments are far ahead of Tang Yin, but in terms of body method and skills, he can't compare with Tang Yin. Nie Zhen tried to dodge, first let go of the edge of the spirit sword, then raised his arm, then hit Tang Yin's face after returning to his elbow.Knowing that he had a profound cultivation and a great power to attack, Tang Yin leaned slightly and put one hand on Nie Zhen's arm. With a clever force, he used his strength to fight back to the area. Nie Zhen's body was pulled out by the force of his tower.

I'm afraid even Nie Zhen didn't want to understand how he was thrown out by the other side. Fortunately, the old man was quick enough to support the ground with one hand and push his waist hard before his body fell to the ground. He turned over and didn't fall down. However, due to his inertia, he still took several steps backward instinctively.

A fluke in the heart! Nie Zhenmu looks at Tang Yin in a startled light. As a great elder, if he falls to the ground by a dark spiritual cultivator, he will have no face to see people in the future.

Tang Yin didn't give Nie Zhen a chance to breathe. He came close to him like a shadow again. The spirit sword stabbed at the top, disturbing Nie Zhen's sight. However, he lifted his foot and kicked Nie Zhen's.

Nie Zhen stepped back and stomped on the ground with one foot. The grass and rattan under his feet immediately flashed countless light spots and spread rapidly. Lingye nearby saw it vividly and cried out: "be careful, it's wood based Lingwu"

before his voice fell, the grass and rattan under Tang Yin's feet grew rapidly, and instantly entangled his ankle and climbed up along his legs.

"Use the fire of darkness!" Ling Ye shouts in a hurry.

Reminded by Ling ye, Tang Yin's thoughts turn around, and a layer of black flame burns all over his body. Being burned by the fire of darkness, the aura of wood in the rattan immediately dissipates. Without the support of the aura, the rattan immediately turns into its original form.

Another dark inner monk! Now even Nie Zhen is confused. Isn't Tang Yin the only one in the world who practices spiritualism in the dark? How did I run into two of them all at once today? What's going on?

When the old man was shocked, Tang Yin had already stepped forward, and the sword in his hand was still the key to him. Tang Yin's moves are faster and sharper than Lingye's. one move after another, one move faster than the other, and sometimes the sword moves sideways, which makes it impossible to defend against.

Under Tang Yin's rush attack, Nie Zhen is also deeply uncomfortable and has to retreat. On the spot, the sound of Jingling was heard all the time, and Mars flashed out from time to time. Tang Yin attacks more than 20 swords in one breath, and Nie Zhen is also taken back ten steps by him.

When Tang Yin did his best, his attack finally came to an end. At this time, Nie Zhen's spirit armor left seven or eight scratches. Although they were not deep and did not cut his spirit armor, it was not difficult to judge the danger of his situation.

What a bully! In his life, Nie Zhen has never convinced anyone except Guanghan. Today, Tang Yin's fast sword has opened his eyes. Even he has to admit that if he does not compare his accomplishments with his skills, he will not be the opponent of the dark spiritual cultivator in front of him.

He looked up and down at Tang Yin and said, "good! I'm afraid there are not many people like you in the world. It's a pity that you met me today. It's your own misfortune. "

While speaking, Nie Zhen's spirit sword was shining brightly. Only at this time did he show his true ability.

Seeing that Nie Zhen has a heart to kill, Ling Ye dares not to assist in the side. He comes to Tang Yin and stands side by side with him.

As Nie Zhen's spirit sword became more and more brilliant, the body of the sword began to change. When the sword body was elongated, countless barbed spines were also produced on both sides of the sword edge.

"Strike!" Nie Zhen suddenly murmured, and the spirit sword in his hand swept to Tang Yin.

Tang Yin took a deep breath and tried his best to block the opponent's spirit sword. When his sword and Nie Zhen's sword came into contact with each other, he said in his heart that it was not good, because Nie Zhen's sword was powerless and soft like a chain.

Sure enough. After Nie Zhen's sword was blocked by the grid, it was inconceivable that the bending part of the sword body severely beat Tang Yin's arm. Bang! Tang Yin's arm makes a crisp sound, and the barb on the spirit sword inserts into Tang Yin's spirit armor. Then, Nie Zhen pulls back the sword fiercely. Hearing the sound of sand, Tang Yin's spirit armor on his arm is torn by the barb of the spirit sword, a piece of the palm of his chin is torn off by the barb of the spirit sword. As a result, even the clothes and skin in the spirit armor are torn off.

Tang Yin was hit by the force of this blow, his body staggered a few steps, the blood flowing out instantly dyed his whole arm red.

Nie Zhen takes back the spirit sword, and the spirit armor hanging on it turns into fog, leaving only a piece of bloody flesh.

He shakes his arm and shakes off the flesh. Then he looks at Tang Yin with a fierce light in his eyes and says, "if you dare to resist again, I will let you taste the taste of pickling and cramping!"

A piece of skin on his arm was torn off and replaced by someone else. He was already in pain. However, Tang Yin stood up and didn't look at the wound. He leaned forward and his eyes flashed green light. He was staring at Nie Zhen and his spirit sword after his spiritual transformation.

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