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Without waiting for the middle-aged man to finish speaking, the person in the tent began to chuckle. Her gentle voice carried a bit of laziness as she said, "Do you know why you have always been so untalented?"
The middle-aged man was startled. He clasped his hands and said, "Please enlighten me, young master."
"It's very simple, because you have too many excuses and too few things that you can accomplish."
Hearing this, the middle-aged man's expression changed and he slowly lowered his head.
"You just said, there's another group of assassins?"
"Yes, Young Master. This group of assassins are very powerful, and their strength is not any weaker than ours. " The middle-aged man hurriedly said.
"Oh? This is interesting, other than me, who else would want to kill Sister Xiang? "
"This subordinate does not know."
"If you don't know, go investigate them and figure out the identities of those people. You can go now!"
"Yes!" Young master, your subordinate will take his leave! " The middle-aged man bowed once more, respectfully took a few steps back, then turned around and left the room.
As for Tang Yin and Xiao Xiang, they were still trapped in the thatched cottage, the two of them did not dare to rashly rush out, and the assassins outside did not dare to rashly rush in either.
But Tang Yin knew in his heart that the assassins wouldn't take too long, and they didn't have much time to waste either.
Sure enough. A few minutes after the assassins stopped attacking, they started attacking again. This time, the one approaching the thatched hut was not the Spirit Cultivator of Dark, but the Spirit Cultivator of Light.
As Tang Yin was in the house, even if he could not see the situation outside, he could clearly feel the strong Spirit Pressure slowly approaching. His expression straightened, and pulled Xiao Xiang behind him, and said with a solemn voice: "Come up!"
At this time, Xiao Xiang was actually very obedient, she had already completely lost her usual arrogant attitude, and obediently laid on Tang Yin's back like an obedient little kitten.
The latter shook off the clothes that she tore off from Xiao Xiang's body, tied her up again, and then held her breath, waiting for the opponent's second round of attack to begin.
Not long after, a white figure appeared at the door of the room first. At the same time, a chaotic gust of wind blew in from the outside, causing a dense number of Spirit Blade s to fly towards Tang Yin in a hurry.
The thatched hut was narrow and had limited space. No matter how nimble Tang Yin's identity was, he would have no way of dodging. His reaction was extremely fast, and he immediately completed the Spiritual Formation of Weapon And Armour, following that, he raised the Spirit Weapon's arm, and the Spirit Armor on his arm spread out, instantly forming a large shield, blocking all the Spirit Blade s that were flying towards him.
After the chaos dissipated, before Tang Yin could counterattack, he heard a loud bang from the side, and a Spirit Cultivator immediately smashed through the wall and flew in.
The Spirit Cultivator bumped into Tang Yin's shoulder, but the latter could not stand up under the impact, and retreated a few steps horizontally. When he finally stabilized his body, the's sword had already arrived in front of him.
Tang Yin anxiously retracted the shield in his hand, and when the spirit sword was about to hit him, he held onto the sword body tightly. At this time, the Spirit Cultivator at the entrance shouted and rushed towards him. Slashing out his spirit sword, he aimed for his neck.
He retreated backwards, and at the same time, he used his spirit sword to pull back. The Spirit Cultivator who was holding the sword could not help but stagger forward, just in time to block the spirit sword chopped by another Spirit Cultivator.
Seeing that his sword was about to cut onto his companion's body, that person sucked in a breath of cold air as he hastily retracted his strength. Tang Yin took the chance and kicked fiercely downwards, the tip of his leg striking towards the opponent's lower abdomen.
The Spirit Cultivator secretly frowned, under that helplessness, she had no choice but to give up her Spirit Sword and retreat. Rustle! Tang Yin's kick had almost brushed past his chest.
Just as Tang Yin was forced to retreat by one person, before he could even catch his breath, shouts came from all around the thatched cottage, and then, four Spirit Cultivator s either broke through the walls or jumped down from the rooftop, attacking Tang Yin together.
These six assassins were all from Spirit Cultivator with high cultivation, and were experts in fighting, so their moves and retractions were shockingly fast. Tang Yin had already used his full strength. In one hand, he held the Spirit Sword he had just seized, while his other arm transformed his Spirit Armor into a shield.
Both sides fought at an extremely fast speed. The spirit swords whistled back and forth in the air, causing one to feel extremely dizzy.
As the fierce battle continued, the Spirit Pressure inside the thatched cottage began to rapidly expand. Suddenly, with a muffled boom, the thatched cottage seemed to explode from the inside out as it broke into pieces.
Looking back at the scene, the thatched cottage had already disappeared, leaving only the bare ground. Tang Yin, who was carrying Xiao Xiang, was still engaged in a life and death battle with the six Spirit Cultivator s.
The Spirit Cultivator of Dark s who were hiding in the wheat fields stood up one after another. They looked at each other, then turned on their chains at the same time.
It was unknown who shouted first, but as soon as he finished speaking, the Spiritual Knife in the Spirit Cultivator of Dark s' hands flew out, bore through the gaps between the Spirit Cultivator of Light s, and struck towards Tang Yin and Xiao Xiang who were in the crowd.
Just resisting the encirclement of six Spirit Cultivator of Light was already strenuous enough for Tang Yin, and now that he was attacking so many Throwing Knife, even though he was using all his strength, Tang Yin still appeared to be in a hurry, and was in a desperate situation to deal with it. And more importantly, he still had the heart to protect the Xiao Xiang who had no way of resisting.
In the midst of the battle, he had failed to react as a handful of Spiritual Knife flew in front of him. If Tang Yin wanted to dodge now, it would be too late.
With a "pu" sound, the Spiritual Knife did not manage to stab into his chest, but instead nailed onto his shoulder.
The strength behind this slash was so strong that it not only pierced through Tang Yin's spirit armor, but even his shoulder was pierced through as well. The tip of the blade stuck out from behind his shoulder, almost hitting Xiao Xiang who was on his back.
The crescent-shaped Scimitar s were like hooks that tightly locked onto his shoulders. The assassin's eyes suddenly lit up, and without even thinking, he used all his strength to pull the chain. Huala!
However, the person did not stop there. He pulled on his chain and flew backwards, being pulled by the Spiritual Knife. Tang Yin's body was also forcibly pulled into the wheat field.
The spirits of the six Spirit Cultivator s surrounding him suddenly shook. They all roared and leaped into the air, with six people and five swords, they pierced towards Tang Yin who was on the ground in mid air.
Tang Yin wanted to stand up again, but the assassin holding the chain did not even give him the chance to stand up and kept on dragging him. Seeing the five Spirit Swords nearing, Tang Yin who was on the ground could only use the Spirit Shield on his arm to parry.
With a crisp clang, the five spiritual swords pierced the spiritual shield at almost the same time.
The assassins stabbed down from above. In addition to their own strength, they also fused into the inertia of their falling bodies. Just this sword was already quite powerful, not to mention that it was stabbed by five swords at the same time.
Tang Yin felt that he did not need to defend against the five spirit swords, but more like blocking a mountain that had collapsed. The powerful force pushed his arm against the five spirit swords and struck his own chest.
At the same time, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
It had been a long time since Tang Yin was beaten into such a sorry state. In this kind of situation, he could actually disregard Xiao Xiang's life and death, abandon her, and choose to escape. However, as he continued to suffer losses, the anger in his chest also exploded out.
His eyes shot out a green light, and he grabbed the chain on his shoulder. With a thought, the Fire of Darkness was born, and with a swoosh, the Fire of Darkness followed the chain and quickly spread out, burning all the way to the assassin who was pulling the chain.
When the man saw the Fire of Darkness scuttling towards him, he knew that his cultivation was inferior to Tang Yin's, and that the spirit armor could not withstand the Fire of Darkness's incineration. However, he did not let go, gritting his teeth, he continued to drag Tang Yin along in the wheat field.
Whoosh! The Fire of Darkness burned all the way down to his hands, then, spread from his hands to his body, looking at the assassin, he had already become a man of fire, his entire body ignited with black flames, the spirit armor released hissing sounds under the Black Fire's burning power, the black mist emitted by the spirit armor.
He wanted to buy as much time as possible for his companions, but unfortunately, he was unable to persevere for too long. In a few seconds, his spirit armor was melted by the Fire of Darkness, and its Soul Combustion directly burned into his flesh.
The assassin let out a miserable scream that sounded like it came from purgatory, his legs went limp, and he slumped to the ground. A large amount of spiritual mist was emitted from his body. Without the assassin's pull, Tang Yin could finally stand up from the ground.
Swish, swish, swish! The six Spirit Cultivator s followed suit and landed around him, still encircling him.
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Tang Yin lowered his head and looked at the shattered spirit armor on his chest, then raised his hand and stroked it. Following the release of the Black Fog from his palm, the shattered spirit armor quickly healed, and the cracks gradually disappeared. In the blink of an eye, it returned back to normal.
He looked at the six people and said, "Register!" This King does not want to add nameless ghosts to his sword! "
None of the six Spirit Cultivator s replied, as six pairs of eyes stared at Tang Yin without blinking.
He nodded and said coldly, "It doesn't matter if you don't say anything. This king will find the answer from the Soul Combustion ?"
"You Ming." Before he could finish speaking, a Spirit Cultivator suddenly spoke out.
"You Ming?"
"They are Dark." The Spirit Cultivator turned and looked at the surrounding Spirit Cultivator of Dark, and then said to Tang Yin: "Feng King, this matter has nothing to do with you. I hope that you can hand over the Red Sleeve Princess to us."