V2.Chapter 20

Tang Yin and Hong Ying fought together. They fought more than 30 rounds in the blink of an eye. During this period, Tang Yin took the initiative and nearly injured Hong Ying under his sharp knife several times.

Hong Ying fought more and more passively in the Vietnam War and struggled more and more. Whenever Tang Yin came to a desperate situation, she could only do her best to retreat Tang Yin with Lingwu skills. However, this also greatly consumed her aura. After another 20 rounds of fighting, Hong Ying's nose and temples were full of sweat.

He knew in his heart that if he continued to fight like this, he would be defeated without doubt, and he didn't even know who the other party was. If he lost the battle in such a muddle headed way, what face would he have to reply to the guild leader, and what face would he have in autumn leaves?

At the thought of this, he was in a hurry and his moves were a little disordered, but any slight mistake in the master's moves could be fatal. Tang Yin would not miss this opportunity to take advantage of the other party's messy moves and rush to count the knives. Hong Ying reluctantly took the knives in front of him, but the last knife dodged a little slowly and was picked on his shoulder by the blade.

Click!

The spirit knife was extremely sharp. He immediately tore a crack in the spirit armor on his shoulder, and the scarlet blood gurgled out along the crack. Hong Ying groaned stiffly and stepped back several steps. Then she looked sideways at the wound on her shoulder. Her eyes became red with blood.

Hong Ying was already a well-known figure in the Ranger world of Ningguo before joining the anti wind current. He rarely met his opponents. He even forgot what it was like to be injured. Now that he was hurt by Tang Yin's knife, Hong Ying was ashamed, angry and angry. He was very angry. He suddenly roared, and the spirit sword in his hand shot a dazzling glow.

Under the cover of dazzling brilliance, the body of the spirit sword is becoming wider and longer. At the same time, around the spirit sword, two virtual swords composed of glow and brilliance are born, which are the same size as the spirit sword and rotate around the spirit sword. This is Hong Ying's spiritual change of soldiers.

"Kill -"

Hong Ying shouted in a deep voice, held up the spirit sword and slashed down at Tang Yin. During the falling process of the spirit sword, the two virtual swords around it also cut away at Tang Yin. The latter did not dodge. He combined the two swords in his hand into a sickle, held the sickle over the top with both hands, and received the other party's heavy blow.

Dang, Dang, Dang!

Three times in a row, the spirit sword and two empty swords were cut on the sickle pole successively. Their strength was so strong that even Tang Yin was shocked back three steps. At this time, he realized that the virtual sword produced by the other party was not a virtual shadow disturbing people's eyes, but a physical sword that could really hurt people.

Three steps back, Tang Yin stood firm. Until this time, the sickle in his hand was still shaking and humming.

What a powerful spirit change of soldiers! Tang Yin turned her painful wrist and was secretly surprised. She was also more careful. Her eyes were more green and stared at each other without blinking.

"Take my sword again!"

Hong Ying was reasonable and unforgiving. She stepped forward again, and the spirit sword in her hand hit Tang Yin's head in the air. Before the spirit sword arrived, the virtual sword came first. The two virtual swords turned into two lights, stabbing Tang Yin's neck from left to right. Hong Ying must make a quick decision. The change of the spirit of the army consumes too much aura and cannot last long. If he can't kill the enemy during the period of the change of the spirit of the army, he will be killed.

Knowing the power of the opponent's virtual sword, Tang Yin didn't dare to be careless. He did his best and waved the sickle in his hand to the left and right.

When, when! With the two crisp sounds, the sickle knocked the two empty swords flying out, but then Hong Ying rushed to Tang Yin and stabbed Tang Yin's heart with a wide and long spirit sword. He is fast and Tang Yin is faster. The latter shows shadow drift, flashes directly from Hong Ying's front to his back, and sweeps the sickle and cuts the other party's waist.

Listening to the bad wind behind him, Hong Ying inhaled and jumped forward, flashing the edge of the sickle. Before Tang Yin could catch up, the two empty swords that had just been knocked out by him turned back in the air, one stabbed at his celestial cover and the other stabbed at the back of his neck. Tang Yin reacted very quickly and leaned aside. First, he flashed over the empty sword behind him, then swept the sickle upward and bounced the empty sword above his head.

But he was delayed by the empty sword, and Hong Ying, who jumped out, killed him again and stabbed seven swords at his vital points.

The power of Hong Yingbing's spirit lies in the two virtual swords. These two virtual swords don't need Hong Ying's direct control, but they can follow Hong Ying's heart. When others fight with Hong Ying, they don't feel like fighting with Hong Ying alone, but like dealing with three masters at the same time. Their skills and cultivation are slightly worse, Often, due to the change of Hong Yingbing's spirit, you have to lose the battle if you can't walk out of three rounds.

At first, Tang Yin didn't adapt to the change of Hong Ying's spirit of soldiers. He was flustered by two mysterious virtual swords, but after dealing with a few moves, he began to calm down gradually. If he could stop, he would stop and hide. If he couldn't, he used shadow drift to protect his life.

His heart is much better than Hong Ying. After all, no matter who uses the spirit of the army, it can't last long. As long as he spends this time, the other party's spirit will run out and become something in his own bag.

Soon, Tang Yin's tactics changed from hard hitting and rushing to erratic fighting. In this way, Hong Ying was in a hurry and stepped up the attack. One move after another, he just wanted to stab the other party to death with a sword. However, under his fast attack, Tang Yin didn't hurt him at all. On the contrary, he lost his aura faster.

The two of them fought for more than 20 rounds. Hong Ying's moves gradually slowed down. Even the two empty swords were not as flexible as at the beginning, while Tang Yin was still calm and relaxed. While blocking and dodging each other's edge, he fought back one or two times.

Feeling that the other party was about to run out of oil and light, Tang Yin, who was originally fighting, suddenly increased his strength, turned his sickle up and down, and stormed more than ten knives at Hong Ying in one breath.

Hong Ying was startled. With the help of two empty swords, she reluctantly took Tang Yin's sharp knives one by one, but before he could take a breath, Tang Yin's sickle came to his head.

Seeing that the sickle was coming fiercely and there was a faint sound of thunder, Hong Ying didn't dare to answer it hard, so she quickly turned sideways and dodged.

Click! With a loud noise, the sickle did not hit Hong Ying, but cut a big crack in the ground. Hong Ying thought there was an opportunity to take advantage of it. With a wave of the spirit sword, two empty swords shot out quickly and took Tang Yin's left and right chest.

Tang Yin leaned back. His feet stood on the ground, but his upper body was almost parallel to the ground. Two empty swords flew past him with strong wind. Just after the virtual sword passed, he immediately straightened his body, Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua. Hong Ying pretended to be flustered. First, she bowed her head to avoid the knife above, then blocked it with a horizontal sword, and took a knife in the middle. However, she deliberately pretended not to be able to dodge the knife at her feet, and her feet were severely scratched by the blade.

He cried out in pain and fell on his back. Tang Yin stepped forward, raised his sickle and prepared to chop down.

Hong Ying's purpose is to lead Tang Yin to kill himself. Secretly, he * controls two flying virtual swords to turn back and stab Tang Yin in the back.

Unexpectedly, Tang Yin's raised sickle didn't hit him. At the moment when the two virtual swords were close to Tang Yin's body, he suddenly shouted, turned back, aimed at the two virtual swords, and tried his best to cut down the sickle.

Tang Yin's powerful heavy knife was frightening. No sound could be heard in his ears, but he could clearly see that the sickle caused bursts of fluctuations in the surrounding air when it fell. The naturally emitted spirit pressed in the temple to form a whirlwind, and it seemed like a kind of suction, attracting everything around to the edge of the sickle.

There was a deafening click in the earrings. The two virtual swords flying to Tang Yin were cut straight by the sickle. Then look at the two virtual swords, which were broken and turned into two balls of silver powder, which fell down from the air and finally scattered invisible.

Hong Ying never dreamed that the cultivation of the other party was so high that he could chop the spirit of his own soldiers. For a moment, the blood color on his face faded and turned pale, and his body lying on the ground became stiff. Tang Yin's eyes were full of fear.

In fact, Tang Yin's cultivation and Hong Ying are in Bozhong. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to break Hong Ying's spiritual change of soldiers. The key is that Hong Ying's spiritual spirit has been seriously weakened and the spiritual change of soldiers has reached the end of a powerful crossbow. In this case, the two virtual swords really can't bear Tang Yin's hard blow, so they were broken by his knife.

The spirit of the soldier was broken by the other party. Hong Ying had never encountered such a thing in his life. At this time, let alone hurt the enemy. He didn't even have the * * and courage to fight again. He was stunned for two seconds. He suddenly screamed and jumped up from the ground. Without saying a word, he turned and ran away.

But now he wants to run again, where can he have time?

Tang Yin shook his body and directly flashed in front of him to block Hong Ying's way. He said with a smile: "I just said that no one in Ning Gang can go tonight!" While talking, the sickle in his hand had been waved out.

Hong Ying screamed and ducked, but before she got up straight, Tang Yin's sweeping legs came again. Hong Ying was injured on her foot and was inconvenient to move. She had no time to jump, so she had to step back. But Tang Yin rushed to him with an arrow step. The distance between them was so close that the tip of his nose and the tip of his nose almost touched each other.

"Ah --"

Hong Ying exclaimed, instinctively leaned back, raised her hand and stabbed Tang Yin in front of her. His sword was only halfway through. Tang Yin's head suddenly pushed forward. He heard a slap. His forehead was hitting Hong Ying's face door. The latter felt that he was not knocked down by the other party's head, but more like a giant hammer hitting his face.

His body was horizontal in the air and fell straight to the ground. The spirit armor on his face was smashed, his face was covered with blood, his eyes were lax, and his limbs were still struggling and supporting. He wanted to start, but no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't stand up, and his supported body finally fell powerlessly to the ground.