Chapter 854

Seeing the trap, Tang Yin was even more certain that these assassins came from the inside of Sichuan. Only the talents in the palace know that Xiao Xiang will hunt today, and have plenty of time to make such a good preparation in advance.

"Looks, the last batch of assassins that have caused you to die is still not dead, this is the second time I have saved you!" Tang Yin said, and his feet slammed into the well wall, while his arms were forced upwards. Pulling, Xiao Xiao bounced out of the trap.

He had just jumped out of the trap and hadn't stood on his feet yet. He flew over to shoot a spirit gun, straight to his heart.

Tang Yin also responded quickly, with a slight body shape. Then he snatched his hand and listened to him. The spirit gun that flew was grabbed by him stiffly, and his body was nailed to the ground like a nail, without a step back. , Did not shake it.

"Kill!" A spiritual practitioner covered in a spirit armor suddenly jumped down from the treetop. The person had not landed yet, and the spirit sword in his hand had been cut to Tang Yin's head. The latter snorted coldly and stood still, but just stabbed the spear in his hand.

flutter! It is so-called one inch long and one inch strong! The spirit gun in Tang Yin's hand pierced the opponent's chest, and the man's spirit sword passed in front of his nose. thump! Tang Yinsong dropped his hand, and the spiritual practitioner fell to the ground along with the spear gun that penetrated his body.

Looking at the twitching corpse that fell to the ground, Xiao Xiang swallowed hard and asked with a tremor: "They are the same group of assassins who stabbed me last time?"

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

Thinking he didn't want to care about himself anymore, Xiao Xiang grabbed his arm and screamed, "What are you going to do? You can't see the dead ..."

"Let it go!" Tang Yin wanted to shake off Xiao Xiang, but didn't know where she came from, clutching his sleeve desperately, just not willing to let go.

However, at this time, the spiritual practitioners who had walked out of the dozens of numbers in front of them all carried spiritual guns in their hands and approached Tang Yin and Xiao Xiang step by step.

Tang Yin yelled again: "You let go!"

Xiao Xiang made up her mind by holding Tang Yin and not giving him the chance to give up on her. Even if she died, she would drag Tang Yin to accompany her to die.

Tang Yin was frustrated and Xiao Xiang was pulling him so hard that he couldn't afford to cover the armor. If it was forced to cover the armor, Xiao Xiang's hand would be scrapped and had to be cut by his own armor.

You are not only trying to kill yourself, you are trying to kill me too! Tang Yin scolded in his heart that these assassins were not ordinary spiritual practitioners. Even he was afraid to fight against them without covering the armor.

With no time to Xiao Xiang theory, he suddenly held Xiao Xiang with one hand, and then, withdrew again and retreated, jumped directly over the trap, and continued to run deep in the dense forest.

As soon as he ran, the assassin also accelerated his pace. At the same time, the spear pierced the sky from time to time and shot at Tang Yin and Xiao Xiang.

Tang Yin kept the speed, and while avoiding the spear that flew by, she said to Xiao Xiang under the ribs, "How can you use the armor when you hold me?"

"I know you want to leave me alone to escape, and I tell you, even if I die, I will pull you back!" Xiao Xiang caught under his ribs raised his eyes, staring anxiously. Holding him.

Tang Yin felt a heat in her chest, and it seemed that a flame was burning in the flames. He could see that, even if he had not been killed by these assassins, he had to be killed by Xiao Xiang. "I want to leave you, do I still need that trouble?"

Xiao Xiang said: "Anyway, I'm determined by you, don't try to leave me!"

"Then none of us will survive!" "Yes! If we die, we will die together!"

Tang Yin no longer spoke, and now he understood what it was to play the piano against a cow. He sandwiched Xiao Xiang and almost rushed forward at full speed, as fast as a shooting star shuttled through the forest.

I don't know how long, the rapid footsteps gradually disappeared, it seems that the assassins have been thrown away by him. Xiao Xiang turned her head desperately and looked backwards. She didn't find any trace of the assassin.

At this moment, Tang Yin suddenly stopped and slowly let Xiao Xiang down. She looked puzzled, looking at him, questioning: "Why don't you run away? Assassins won't be thrown away so easily, we have to hurry ..."

During the conversation, she finally noticed the strangeness of Tang Yin. She saw his eyes narrowed and stared at the woods in front of him. Xiao Xiang looked around his eyes, but found nothing and didn't know what he was looking at.

"What's wrong? You say something!"

"To shut up!"

"Hello! Can't you change your word?"

"I'll let you shut up!" Tang Yin pushed Xiao Xiang fiercely and heard hissing, Xiao Xiang fell to the ground, and at the same time Tang Yin's sleeves were ripped off by her.

Tang Yin didn't look at the broken sleeves, still staring closely at the front, his right hand slowly raised subconsciously, and touched the sabre at the waist.

Xiao Xiang sat on the ground for a moment before returning to his thoughts, throwing away the short sleeves in his hands, his eyes were red, his eyes looked at Tang Yin with blame, and he choked and said, "You ... you hit me ... "

While she was talking, suddenly listening to the sound of rustle in front of her, she instinctively turned to look around, and saw three people walking slowly out of the jungle and three spiritual practitioners in white armor.

Because the murderousness of these three people is too heavy, even if they are all white, they can not feel the slightest sense of holiness, but they are like three floating ghosts.

When facing so many assassins just now, Tang Yin did not have the urge to draw a sword, but at this time only faced three people, but he could hardly restrain himself from drawing a sword.

Quite simply, the sense of oppression brought by these three people is stronger than that of the dozens of assassins just added together. It seems that if he doesn't pull his sword again, he may be killed by the opponent at any time.

The murderous power of three people is stronger than that of dozens of people, which is very unusual. Tang Yin squinted his eyes, and the black mist emptied from around him and surrounded him, he asked in a condensed voice, "Who are you?"

No one answered, the man in the middle slowly raised his hand and pointed at Xiao Xiang, who was sitting on the ground, and asked, "She is the princess of the red sleeve?"

"How about it?" Tang Yin asked back.

"What we are looking for is her!" During the talk, the three lights up their swords at the same time and rush towards Xiao Xiang together. fast! The speed of these three people was almost like lightning. It was almost a moment when Xiao Xiang was approaching, and the three spirit swords pierced her chest together.

Xiao Xiang didn't even see what was going on, she just felt that her body was light, and people had risen into the sky. Before she could take a closer look, she saw countless fire lights flashing around her. Into a string.

Tang Yin still sandwiched Xiao Xiang under his ribs and fought with three assassins. All four of them are playing fast, four spirit swords appear and disappear between the four, shuttle back and forth, it is dizzying, all the lights are woven into a large net in the air.

Without Xiao Xiang's drag, it would not be easy for Tang Yin to fight these three men. Now he is still carrying Xiao Xiang and he has to take her safety into consideration. The scene seems very passive.

As they fought, the assassins chased after them. Seeing the fierce battle on the field, these assassins were obviously very surprised. They all failed to respond. They looked at each other and seemed to be asking their companions what was going on.

A light flashed in the eyes of an assassin headed, and Shen sang, "Someone who is not ours will be beheaded and killed, and no one will live!"

Hearing what he said, the assassins no longer hesitated, raised their spear guns in one hand, and threw them together on the battlefield. Hum! The spirit gun broke the wind, whistling, and flew head to face to the five people in the field.

The target attacked by the Spirit Gun was not only Tang Yin and Xiao Xiang, but also the three mysterious spiritual practitioners.

This makes Tang Yin a little bit confused, isn't the two assassins together? How many people are going to kill Xiao Xiang? No time to think about it again, Tang Yin waved his sword again and again, blocking all the spears that had been shot.

The three spiritual practitioners also called the flying spears again and again ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Soon, the three separated one to greet the assassins, and the remaining two continued to attack Tang Yin.

Although one person was missing, Tang Yin's pressure was relieved, but the situation at the scene was too chaotic, and he could not tell what the specific situation was. Right and wrong place, he is unwilling to stay long, seize an opportunity, and attack several tricks. After retreating the two spiritualists, seize the opportunity, pull back and run into the deep forest again.

He knew that running in this direction would only get farther and farther away from his own personnel, but there was no way. There were too many assassins behind, and the situation was complicated. He had no problem protecting himself, but there was no guarantee that Xiao Xiang would be fine.

At this time, Xiao Xiang was still blank, and asked: "Strange, how did the assassins and assassins fight?"

"I have to ask you!" Tang Yin was still rushing to speak.

"ask me?"

"Yeah, why are there so many people who want to kill you!" Tang Yin really couldn't figure out who those three spiritual practitioners appeared after.

"I also want to know exactly why ..." Xiao Xiang's face flashed a bitter bitterness, then he closed his mouth and stopped talking.