V2.Chapter 755

Another boaster! Tang Yin grinned happily in the battle. He hurriedly counted his swords, * retreated from the surrounding enemies and looked up for prestige.

I saw that several people were rushing to the crowd of an army. The first one, dressed in white spirit armor, put forward a large spirit knife in his hand.

Before the person arrives, the spirit pressure comes first. Before the fight, Tang Yin can judge that the other party is a Lingwu expert. His heart beat faster and his face showed excitement. He straightened his body, lifted the spirit sword upside down, and looked at the enemy without blinking.

Several people came to the front and back of Tang Yinjin, lined up in line, and the person headed stood in the middle. He pointed to Tang Yin with the spirit knife, gritted his teeth and said, "Tang thief, we are worried that we can't find you. Unexpectedly, you took the initiative to bring it to the door today!"

"Who are you waiting for?" Tang Yin raised her head and asked.

"Qingyun hall!" The head man said in a cruel voice.

"Oh, who am I? It's the remnant of santangkou!"

Tang Yin smiled on her back, but immediately restrained her smile and said in a deep voice, "you all have to die!" He didn't forget the torture he suffered in Modi, and it was the unique concealed weapon of Qingyun hall that hurt him at that time.

Tang Yin suffered the loss of Qingyun hall, and Qingyun hall was also destroyed by the wind army. There is a deep hatred between the two sides. Now the enemy meets and is particularly jealous. Both sides roar and fight to the same place.

The disciples of Qingyun hall fought hard when they came up. There were five of them. They performed the spirit change of the soldiers together. The five changed spirit soldiers shot a dazzling light and swept over Tang Yin together.

In the face of the spiritual change of soldiers, even Tang Yin, who has reached the spiritual realm of cultivation, doesn't dare to be careless. He also uses the spiritual change of soldiers to deal with it.

As the spirit sword in his hand suddenly appeared, the spirit weapon skill unique to the dark spiritual cultivator - Ghost blood blade rage was also released.

In an instant, a huge figure appeared above Tang Yin's head, suspended in the middle of the air, shining a black cloak on his body. He couldn't see its facial features, but only two glittering eyes. Holding a huge sword, he roared and flew to the five people opposite.

"Be careful, everyone -" the disciple of Qingyun hall, who was led by him, loudly reminded the four companions around him that his voice had not yet fallen, and the huge figure had come close to them and cut down with a long sword held high.

Before the sword edge arrived, the frightening spirit pressure fell first, and all five Qingyun hall disciples were affected by it.

The five people shouted at the same time, raised the changed spirit soldiers in their hands and parried with all their strength. A loud bang was heard in the earrings, and the ground suddenly burst like a heavy bomb. For a time, the dust was flying, blocking the sky and the sun. The Angolan army that was close was directly knocked out by the strong wind and waves. Even the Angolan army that was far away was impacted by it and couldn't help retreating, The skin exposed outside the armor was scratched with countless blood marks by the small gravel blowing from the front.

This earth shaking blow directly caused the five Qingyun hall disciples gathered together to bounce in different directions. The first disciple just fell to the ground, and the giant statues in the air came one after another. The raised giant sword fell again and cut his head.

Forced by the powerful spirit pressure, he couldn't dodge, so he had to clench his teeth and deal with the heavy blow of the colossus.

Boom! There was another loud sound of earth shaking and mountains shaking. The Qingyun hall disciple threw out a blood arrow. The whole portrait was shot from the muzzle and flew backward again. This time, before others fell to the ground, another blood mist was emitted, and the spirit armor on his body had been shattered.

But this is not the end. When he landed, the Colossus tracked him again, and the giant sword was still fiercely chopped down, giving him no chance to breathe. Now, he was no longer able to parry, and watched the giant sword fall, so he could only stand it.

Boom! A sword fell to the ground, and a big pit three or four meters long was hit on the ground, and the Qingyun hall disciple was shattered alive. However, the terrible colossus did not disappear because of his death. He turned his direction and jumped at another Qingyun hall disciple.

The man was so frightened that he turned and ran. But his two legs couldn't run better than the flying colossus.

In the blink of an eye, it chased behind him and slashed down with a huge sword held high. The man felt a huge spiritual pressure coming behind him, but he didn't dare to parry and had no time to avoid. He could only use his milk strength to continue running forward.

Boom! The disciple of Qingyun hall finally failed to escape the killing move of the colossus. He was shattered by the giant sword and his bones disappeared. Until then, the Colossus turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared in the air.

From the appearance to the disappearance of the Colossus, there are four swords, which is the four consecutive decisions of the rage of the ghost blood blade.

The remaining three disciples were frightened and tongue tied at this time. They had seen many people perform the spiritual change of soldiers before, but they had never seen such a terrible spiritual change of soldiers, which was beyond the power of human power.

The three stood up and stared at Tang Yin, wheezing and panting, and bean sized beads of sweat were dripping down their foreheads.

They didn't fight directly with Tang Yin, but now, they seem to have just fought a life and death war. The fatigue caused by mental tension has made them feel powerless.

Seeing that the spirit soldiers in their hands had returned to normal, Tang Yin also took back the spirit change of the soldiers. He took the spirit sword, walked slowly to the three with a smile, and said: "your fellow brothers have been one step ahead. Don't let them wait on the road. Let's go together!"

"Tang... Tang thief, you... You want to kill them all?" A disciple of Qingyun hall shakily raised the spirit sword, and the tip of the sword shook and pointed to Tang Yin.

"Can I interpret your abuse as your plea for mercy?" Tang Yin stood three steps away from him.

"You..." this Qingyun Tang disciple's old face is red, and at the same time subconsciously step back.

Before he finished, Tang Yin continued, "no! I don't accept your request for mercy." While talking, he took a fierce step forward and handed the spirit sword in his hand to his face door.

"I fought with you!" Qingyun hall disciple's eyes flushed, screamed and jumped at Tang Yin. He first lowered his body to avoid Tang Yin's spirit sword, and then hit Tang Yin's chest with his head.

What kind of trick is this? It's no different from a naughty fight! Tang Yin smiled in her heart, stood up and didn't move, and insisted that the other party hit her.

When! With the sound of the collision between the spirit armor and the spirit armor, the tianlinggai of Qingyun hall disciple bumped firmly into Tang Yin's chest. The latter's body was like a nail nailed to the ground, and the thread did not move.

Tang Yin raised his chest and felt the pain in front of him. Tang Yin braved the pain in his chest.

The sword came quickly and insidiously. Tang Yin's sight was just blocked by his head. He couldn't see the sword stabbed under him.

Seeing that the sword blade was about to touch the spirit armor in Tang Yin's abdomen, the corners of his mouth had unconsciously provoked it. At this time, he suddenly felt a strong and incomparable pressure hitting his back.

There was a snap in the earrings. Tang Yin's fist was hitting his spine. The Qingyun hall disciple snorted and fell to the ground. The spirit armor on his back was broken, and the spine at his back was sunken by a big pit.

"Hum, how dare you show your eyes?" Tang Yin bent down with a sneer, grabbed his head and lifted him from the ground. With his five fingers retracting and clicking, the spirit armor on his face was crushed, and the dark fire in Tang Yin's palm burned directly on his face.

The other two Qingyun Tang disciples returned to the gods. When two people rushed to rescue, they only caught the mummy who lost the essence.

Both of them screamed and attacked Tang Yin.

The two sides also met three times. One of them was stabbed through Tang Yin's chest by Tang Yin, and the other roared. He threw himself on Tang Yin's back recklessly, put his legs around his waist, raised his fists and hit Tang Yin's head continuously.

Dang, Dang, Dang! When the spirit armor collides with the spirit armor, the sound of gold keeps ringing and sparks splash everywhere.

Tang Yin raised his hand with a sneer, like catching a splashing monkey jumping on his body, pulled the man off his back and fell to the ground. Before the other party got up, he lifted his leg and stepped heavily on the other party's face door.

Pop! Just one foot down, the spirit armor of the man's head had been broken, revealing his original appearance. Looking at him again, the bridge of his nose collapsed and his face and mouth were covered with blood.

Tang Yin reluctantly lifted his leg again, and another foot, which was directly accompanied by the sound of bone fracture. He stubbornly crushed the man's head, and the blood splashed far around.

The five Qingyun hall disciples were all damaged by Tang Yin. The time before and after adding together was less than ten minutes. Seeing this, the soldiers around were angry and cold hearted. People still surrounded Tang Yin, but no one dared to move forward.

"Call your commander out to fight me! Since you dare to ambush here, you should have the courage not to be a shrinking turtle!" As Tang Yin spoke, he kicked the headless corpse into the crowd of the security forces.

"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated! Don't be rampant. I'll fight you!" With the voice, another spiritual cultivator rushed out of the crowd, still covered with a white spiritual armor and holding a long spiritual knife in his hand.

"Are you their commander?" Tang Yin looked at him up and down and asked.

"That's right! My name is Wang Yi!" The man waved the long knife in his hand and glared at Tang Yin.

"OK, OK, I'm looking for you!" Tang Yinhu's eyes flashed with sharp light and went up with his sword. Before the person arrived, the sword edge had taken the other party's upper, middle and lower three routes.

It's good for Wang Yi to roar. He didn't mean to compete with Tang Yin's moves. When he came up, he released a cross cut, and the dense spirit blades attacked Tang Yin.

Tang Yin took his time and collected his sword calmly. His body slipped along the trend, passed around the periphery of the spirit blade and rushed to Wang Yi's side. The spirit sword stabbed out again and took the other party's rib.