V2.Chapter 854

Seeing the trap, Tang Yin was more sure that these assassins came from within the state of Sichuan. Only people in the palace knew that Xiao Xiang would hunt today and had plenty of time to make such full preparations in advance.

"It seems that the last batch of assassins who wanted to kill you have not given up. This is the second time I have saved you!" Tang Yin said, his feet kicked the wall of the well fiercely, at the same time, he pulled his arm up and jumped out of the trap with Xiao Xiang.

He had just jumped out of the trap, and before he could stand firm, he flew over and shot a spirit gun straight to his heart.

Tang Yin's reaction was also quick, and his body was slightly sideways. Then when he grabbed it, he heard a bang. The flying spirit gun was grabbed by him. His body was like a nail nailed to the ground. He didn't step back or shake.

"Kill!" A spirit cultivator covered with a spirit armor suddenly jumped down from the treetop. Before he fell to the ground, the spirit sword in his hand had been cut horizontally to Tang Yin's head. The latter snorted coldly, stood still and stabbed out the spirit gun in his hand.

Go! Just as the saying goes, one inch long and one inch strong! Tang Yin's spirit gun pierced the other party's chest, while the man's spirit sword crossed in front of the tip of his nose. Plop! Tang Yin let go, and the spiritual cultivator fell to the ground with the spirit gun running through his body.

Looking at the twitching body lying on the ground, Xiao Xiang swallowed her saliva hard and asked in a trembling voice, "are they the same group as the assassins who assassinated me last time?"

"Otherwise?" Tang Yin narrowed his eyes and slowly scanned around. At the same time, he pushed Xiao Xiang aside.

Thought he didn't want to take care of himself, Xiao Xiang grabbed his arm and screamed, "what are you doing? You can't die..."

"Let go!" Tang Yin wanted to get rid of Xiao Xiang, but she didn't know where her strength came from. She clung to his sleeve and refused to let go.

But at this time, dozens of spiritual practitioners came out in front of them, all with spiritual guns in their hands, and approached Tang Yin and Xiao Xiang step by step.

Tang Yin shouted again, "let go!"

Xiao Xiang made up her mind to hold Tang Yin and not give him the chance to abandon himself. Even if she died, she would take Tang Yin to die with her.

Tang Yin is angry. Xiao Xiang holds him so hard that he can't cover the spirit armor at all. If he forcibly covers the spirit armor, Xiao Xiang's hand will be useless and have to be cut off by his own spirit armor.

You are not only trying to kill yourself, but also me! Tang Yin secretly scolded in his heart that these assassins were not ordinary spiritual practitioners. Even he did not dare to fight them without a spiritual armor.

Without time to argue with Xiao Xiang, he suddenly grabbed Xiao Xiang with one hand. Then he stepped back again, jumped directly over the trap and continued to run deep into the dense forest.

As soon as he ran, the assassin also quickened his pace. At the same time, the spirit gun cut through the sky from time to time and shot at Tang Yin and Xiao Xiang.

Tang Yin's speed did not slow down. While dodging the spirit gun that flew to him, he said to Xiao Xiang under his ribs, "if you hold me, how can I use the spirit armor!"

"I know you want to leave me alone and run for your life. I tell you, even if you die, I'll pull you as a cushion!" Xiao Xiang, caught in his ribs, raised her eyes and stared at him angrily.

Tang Yin suddenly felt a heat in his chest. It seemed that there was a flame burning. He saw that even if he hadn't been killed by these assassins, he had to be killed by Xiao Xiang. "Do I need so much trouble to leave you?"

Xiao Xiang said, "anyway, I depend on you. You don't want to leave me!"

"Then none of us can live!" "Yes! If you want to die, die together!"

Tang Yin stopped talking. Now he knows what casting pearls before swine is. Holding Xiao Xiang, he almost made every effort to run forward. The speed was as fast as a meteor shuttling through the trees.

I don't know how long later, the rapid footsteps behind gradually disappeared, as if the assassins had been thrown away by him. Xiao Xiang tried to turn back and looked back. She didn't find any trace of the assassin. She just gasped.

Just then, Tang Yin suddenly stopped and slowly put Xiao Xiang down. She looked at him with a puzzled face and asked, "why don't you run away? The assassin won't be thrown away so easily. We have to go quickly..."

While talking, she finally found Tang Yin's difference. She saw his eyes narrowed and stared at the woods ahead. Xiao Xiang looked around in his line of sight. She found nothing and didn't know what he was looking at.

"What's the matter? You're talking!"

"Shut up!"

"Hey! Can't you change a word?"

"I told you to shut up!" Tang Yin fiercely pushed Xiao Xiang and heard a hiss. Xiao Xiang fell to the ground. At the same time, Tang Yin's sleeve was torn off by her.

Tang Yin didn't even look at the broken sleeves. His eyes were still staring at the front. His right hand subconsciously raised slowly and touched the sword at his waist.

Xiao Xiang sat on the ground and was stunned for a moment before she recovered. She threw away the short sleeve in her hand, and her eyes turned red. She looked at Tang Yin with criticism in her eyes, sobbing and said, "you... You hit me..."

While she was talking, she suddenly listened to the rustling sound in front of her. She instinctively turned her head and saw three people slowly coming out of the jungle, three spiritual practitioners covered with white spiritual armor.

Because the murderous spirit of these three people is too heavy, even if they are white, they don't feel the slightest sense of holiness. Instead, they are like three floating ghosts.

Just now, when facing so many assassins, Tang Yin didn't have the impulse to draw his sword. At this time, he only faced three people, but he couldn't restrain himself from drawing his sword.

Very simply, the oppression brought to him by these three people is stronger than that of the dozens of assassins just now. It seems that if you don't draw your sword again, you may be killed by the other party at any time.

It is unusual that the murderous spirit of three people can be heavier and stronger than that of dozens of people. Tang Yin asked, "what are your black eyes around him?"

No one answered. The man in the middle slowly raised his hand, pointed to Xiao Xiang sitting on the ground and asked, "is she a red tea princess?"

"So what?" Tang Yin asked.

"We're looking for her!" While talking, the three lit their swords at the same time and rushed to Xiao Xiang together. Come on! The speed of the three people was like lightning. Almost in an instant, they came close to Xiao Xiang, and the three spirit swords stabbed her chest together.

Xiao Xiang didn't even see what was going on. She just felt that she was light and people had risen up in the air. Before she had time to look closely, she saw countless flames flashing around her. At the same time, the collision sound of iron tools became a string.

Tang Yin still sandwiched Xiao Xiang under his ribs and fought with the three assassins. The four of them are all fighting fast. Four spirit swords appear and disappear between them, shuttling back and forth. It's dizzying. The electric lights are like weaving a big net in the air.

If there was no drag from Xiao Xiang, it would not be easy for Tang Yin to fight these three people. Now he still took Xiao Xiang with him and had to take into account her safety. It would be very passive on the scene.

Just as they were fighting, the assassins who were chasing after them caught up. Seeing the fierce battle on the field, these assassins were obviously surprised. They couldn't react. They looked at each other and seemed to be asking their companions what was going on.

The first assassin flashed a light in his eyes and shouted in a deep voice, "if it's not us, we'll kill them all and leave no survivors!"

Hearing his words, the assassins no longer hesitated, raised their spiritual guns one after another, and then threw them together on the battlefield. Buzz! The spirit spear broke the wind and flew to the five people in the field with a roar.

The target of the spirit gun is not only Tang Yin and Xiao Xiang, but also the three mysterious spiritual practitioners.

Tang Yin is a little confused about the situation. Aren't these two waves of assassins working together? How many waves of people are there to kill Xiao Xiang? There was no time to think about it. Tang Yin waved his sword again and again and blocked all the spirit guns from flying.

The three spiritual practitioners also repeatedly dialed the flying spiritual guns. Soon, one of the three separated to meet the assassins, and the remaining two continued to attack Tang Yin.

Although Tang Yin's pressure was greatly reduced due to the lack of one person, the situation on the scene was too chaotic, and he could not judge the specific situation. In the land of right and wrong, he didn't want to stay for a long time. He seized an opportunity and quickly attacked several moves. After retreating two spiritual practitioners, he seized the opportunity, withdrew and ran into the deep forest again.

He knows that running in this direction will only be farther and farther away from his own personnel, but there is no way. There are too many assassins behind and the situation is complex. He can protect himself, but he can't guarantee that Xiao Xiang will be all right.

At this time, Xiao Xiang was still confused and asked, "strange, how did the assassin fight with the assassin?"

"I have to ask you!" Tang Yin, who is running wildly, still has the strength to speak.

"Ask me?"

"Yes, why do so many people want to kill you!" Tang Yin really couldn't figure out who the three spiritual practitioners were.

"I also want to know why..." Xiao Xiang flashed a trace of bitterness on her face, then closed her mouth and stopped talking.