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Tang Yin took Xiao Xiang as hard as he could, and rushed out of the woods at a stretch. When he looked outside the forest, there was an endless wheat field, but even nearby people couldn't see it.

Without a pause, he rushed straight into the wheat field. As soon as he ran out, the assassins behind chased them out like wolves, and the buzzing sounded one after another, and flying swords whistled.

Tang Yin's back looked like he had eyes. He didn't turn his head back. He single-handedly picked a few swords backwards, and flew away the spirit swords approaching one by one.

The two sides chased each other and ran out two miles. Tang Yin looked up and saw that there was a lone thatched cottage in the wheat field. He didn't think about it and ran straight to that cottage.

The intensity of the battle caused Tang Yin's physical strength to be consumed a lot. In addition, Xiao Xiang's clothes had become loose. He needed to find a place to stop for a while, and by the way, fixed Xiao Xiang firmly.

Tang Yin took three steps and made two steps, approached the thatched house, flew into the door, and rushed in. This thatched house is not large, it should be built by farmers who watch the crops, but at this time there is no one inside, that thatched house is empty and there is nothing long.

As soon as he rushed into the thatched house, an assassin followed, and Tang Yin turned back with a sword, counter-sharpening the assassin's head, and the latter waved his sword to parry, and with the sound of a bang, Tang Yin's sword was blocked by him. On, but he didn't guard the kick below Tang Yin.

With a crackling sound, the assassin at the door of the thatched house was kicked off by him, and the spirit armor on his chest was broken. The human had already spit out a bloodstream.

The thatched house is surrounded by earth walls. Tang Yin pushed it with his hands, feeling firm. Then he loosened the clothes tied to his waist and put Xiao Xiang down. At the same time, he stood at the door of the room and squinted to look at the appearance. .

The assassins caught up surrounded the thatched house in an instant, but did not immediately take the offensive. People lie on the wheat field and looked around. They did not see the presence of the assassins, but Tang Yin may feel their pressure.

"Have you been injured?" Tang Yin blocked the door like a door and asked without looking back.

Xiao Xiang sat paralyzed on the ground at this moment, her face was pale, and her body involuntarily flew straight. She only had the strength to breathe, and for a long time she didn't say anything.

After breathing for a while, she swallowed and looked down at her, shaking her head and saying, "No ... it doesn't seem to be hurt ..."

Tang Yin gave her a side glance. Xiao Xiang was embarrassed at this time, her hair was messy, because of the sweat stains, many hairs had been stuck to her face, her coat was gone, and only two broken sleeves were left. On the arm, the white blouse is completely exposed, and the image of dignity on peace days is very different.

"How far is it from Chunyang Town?" Tang Yin gazed at the wheat field outside warily and asked in a low voice.

Xiao Xiang is now completely frightened. Where else do you know where it is and how far is it from Chunyang Town? She stuttered, "Should ... shouldn't be far away!"

Tang Yin looked back at her again, seeing that her eyes were full of panic, he no longer asked more, and presumably he asked for nothing.

He measured it in his heart silently. If Chunyang Town is located two or thirty miles northeast of Zhaoyang, then it is at best ten miles away from Chunyang Town. At such a short distance, he forced Xiao Xiang to rush over Physical strength should be able to support it.

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath and was planning to carry Xiao Xiang back, but at this moment, several white shadows appeared in the wheat field.

Tang Yin was shocked, and she took a closer look. The original white shadow was the three mysterious spiritualists who attacked him before, but to his surprise, Tang Yin had three more companions beside him. Now it is already six people.

The six men stood in the wheat field and did not move, as if they were six white ghosts, giving them a sense of lifeless depression.

Tang Yin narrowed her eyes slowly. These spiritualists did not fight with the nearby dark spiritualists, there is only one explanation, they are a group. Then, these spiritual practitioners should also come from the **** pool.

No wonder their cultivation is so profound, but they also started to work with the first assassins.

Now, he can almost judge that there are two groups of assassins. One group is from inside Sichuan, which caused Xiao Xiang to die because of a conflict of interests, and the other group is from Shenchi, replacing Ling Ye to complete what he did not complete. task.

With so many assassins outside, Tang Yin immediately dispelled the thought of forcibly rushing out.

The dark spiritual practitioner alone is a headache enough. At this time, there are many more bright spiritual masters. It will be very difficult for him to confront the enemy alone, let alone protect Xiao Xiang.

All he had to do now was to wait, wait for Xiao Xiang's guards to find it, and wait for Zhaoyang's reinforcements to arrive in time.

As the assassin did not launch an attack, and the outside was exceptionally quiet and silent, Xiao Xiang slowly stood up, and as he approached the door of Tang Yin, he asked curiously, "Did the assassin catch up?"

Tang Yin stepped back and pushed Xiao Xiang away. Shen said, "The assassin is outside, so stay away from the door and the window!"

Xiao Xiang's face changed suddenly, and he hurried to the corner. Tang Yin glanced out again. Then, he took a deep breath, backed into the room, sat still, and closed his eyes for meditation. Since the assassin didn't do anything, he just took the opportunity to restore his strength.

Looking at Tang Yin, Xiao Xiang murmured, "Why haven't the assassins retreated till now?"

"Because they haven't completed the task yet," Tang Yin said with closed eyes.

"Don't ... they're not afraid of the army coming over to besiege?"

"Of course they will be afraid, but before the army arrives, they still have time to do their last fight." Tang Yin Youyou said.

"Where did the brothers find so many powerful assassins ..." Xiao Xiang sighed softly.

Tang Yin smiled bitterly. If these people were really under the control of a certain son of Sichuan, then Xiao Xiang would have died a long time ago. How can he survive to this day? He was too lazy to explain, or rather, he didn't want to break it.

The tranquility before the storm did not last long. As Tang Yin said, the assassins were also afraid that Xiao Xiang's **** and the troops of the Sichuan kingdom would rush to the reinforcements. What they had to do now was to make every effort to make a final fight.

Tang Yin, who was originally sitting in the thatched house, suddenly grabbed the sabre and spiritualized it. Xiao Xiang hadn't responded yet. What happened? Tang Yin's arm trembled, and Ling Jian flew away, heading straight to her head.

Xiao Xiang was so frightened that he fell to the ground instinctively, and then he heard a flutter. The spirit sword did not stab her, but stabbed on the wall behind her. The earth wall was easily penetrated by the spirit sword, and at about the same time, a scream came from outside the wall.

Tang Yin stood up, walked to Xiao Xiang, pulled her up, grabbed the spirit sword nailed to the wall, slowly pulled it back, and shook off the remaining blood on it, saying, "It should come, after all Still coming! "

He didn't finish his words, so he heard a click sound, three flying knives smashed the windows, and shot back into the house from the outside at the same time. The flying knives swirled and danced in the house, blowing a strong wind.

Tang Yin first pulled Xiao Xiang behind him, and then three swords were connected. With the three beeps, the chain linking the Spirit Sword was cut off by him one after another. Muffled sound.

Just chopped off three spirit knives, and shot back dozens of black light **** from the window and outside the door. Tang Yin's heart shuddered, and the shadow curse was a shadow curse! No time to think about it, he pressed Xiao Xiang directly to himself.

Pop, pop, pop!

The black light spheres that came back from the fly exploded one after another, and the black matter splashed around, falling on the walls and the ground, making a hissing corrosion sound, and also emitting white smoke. Tang Yin who was in it naturally couldn't be spared. The back armor was sputtered. Fortunately, his cultivation was deep enough, and the armor was able to resist the corrosion of the shadow magic spell.

Of course, this is just the prelude to the assassin's full-scale attack. Soon, a dark shadow came in from the window and the door, holding a spiritual knife in his hand, and striding forward to Tang Yin, the sword broke.

The two of them were fast, but Tang Yin's sword was faster. Although he lay on Xiao Xiang's body and shot later, his spirit sword stepped on the feet of the two men first.

Flutter, flutter! The spirit sword pierced the armor and pierced the feet of the two.

The two assassins screamed in pain, and the hobbled spirit knife had not been cut, and quitted the thatched hut. They had just retreated outside, and immediately two of them rushed in and took Tang Yin's head and waist with a dagger.

Tang Yin quickly stood up, shook his hand and stabbed two swords while taking the attack away, and took the two men's chests. The two assassins did not retreat, blocking Tang Yin's sword with a dagger, then one attacked Tang Yin and the other rushed to Xiao Xiang aside.

Tang Yin responded very quickly. She was like a willow in the wind, avoiding the opponent's successive swords, while throwing her arm, the sword was shot back, and the assassin who flew towards Xiao Xiang was nailed directly to the wall.

Seeing his companion died under his sword, another assassin screamed, and the sword came out faster, madly attacking Tang Yin. His sword is already fast enough, but unfortunately it is not faster than Tang Yin.

He had no weapons in his hands, and his body rolled like a gyro, slipping from behind the assassin's back to his back, followed by his hands, grabbing back the assassin's waist.

The assassin was shocked ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ But before he could break away from the palm of Tang Yin, the flame of darkness was already burning in the palm of the latter, and he heard a sound, and the darkness of fire burned all over the assassin's week. .

His spirit armor vanished under the burning of the dark fire, the assassin made a heartbreaking howl, and his body fell down softly.

It's slow, but it's extremely fast. Tang Yin hurt two people and killed two people. It only took more than ten seconds from beginning to end. This time, the assassin's offensive has just ended again.

At the same time, Wanhua Tower in Zhaoyang City.

A middle-aged person hurriedly walked into the backyard of the restaurant, went up to the second floor, pushed in the door, strode to the bed in the back room, bowed to the falling curtain, and whispered, "My son ! "

A lazy question came from the curtain: "How is it going?"

"Back ... back to my son, failed!"

"Hehe, you haven't succeeded, then you have come back to do so." There was a dark laugh in the curtain.