Chapter 927

So fast! Not only did the person come quickly, but also the sword came out quickly, a distance of ten meters flashed through, passed directly through the crevice of the dark crowd, and rushed to Nie Zhen's front, and the spirit sword swept towards his head.

As soon as Nie Zhen was shocked, he hurriedly set up a sword to parry. He heard Dang Jian's harsh sound of Jin Ming, and the Martians gradually shot high. Under the influence of him, even Nie Zhen shook his body, and retreated involuntarily two steps.

"Who ..." he blurted. But he hadn't had time to look at the opponent's appearance, the opponent's fast sword came again, and as the light flashed, the sword's edge cut across his neck.

Nie Zhen reluctantly set up his sword to block again, and when he shouted, it was louder than the sound of Jin Ming just now, and Nie Zhen's figure went back three steps.

"you……"

The opponent did not give him a chance to speak at all, and the spirit sword struck again, this time piercing his throat.

Because the speed of the sword was too fast, even Nie Zhen felt that if he dodged, he might be in danger of being stabbed. He still had to stand the sword in his hand and use the face of the sword as the opponent's sword.

When 啷! The spirit swords in Nie Zhen's hands were stabbed with obvious radians, their figures were shaking, and they took two steps back. This time, he could not give the other party a chance to continue the attack. After holding his figure, he charged and jumped back. After walking a few meters away, he stopped his figure and looked at the person carefully.

The comer was a black spirit armor with a dark spirit sword in his hand, just like Ling Ye and others, who were also dark spiritual practitioners. As he retreated quickly, the man did not continue to attack, and he yelled at Ling Ye and others: "You wait to go!"

Others did not know who this sudden dark spiritual practitioner appeared, but Ling Ye's figure was shocked, and her heart exclaimed: Wind King? !!

He couldn't believe his eyes. When he was in a desperate situation and trapped in the forbidden grounds of Zhuyu Mountain, the wind king would suddenly appear, which is incredible.

"What are you waiting for? Run away!" Tang Yin was the right one. He stared at Nie Zhen on the opposite side and yelled without looking back.

Ling Ye finally returned to her senses, and she had all the flavors in her heart.

The sacred king who has cultivated his own for decades will now cause his own to die, but the wind king who has only one side with him and cannot even associate with him, but in the midst of distress, he ventured into the mountains of Yuyu to rescue himself. How can it afford it?

He said to the dark crowd around him, "You go north at a constant speed!"

"Night, how about you?"

"I stay to block Nie Zhen!"

"No! Let's go if we leave ..."

"No more nonsense! No more words, we can't get away with anyone, let's go!" Ling Ye yelled at the crowd. The gloomy crowd looked at each other, then stomped, and ran towards the dense forest to the north.

After they left, Ling Ye took a deep breath and strode to Tang Yin with a big stride, standing still, facing Nie Zhen side by side with him.

Tang Yin, who was watching Nie Zhen closely, glanced at him, and asked quietly, "Why don't you go?"

"I am willing to stay and live with the palace ... to die with you!" In the presence of Nie Zhen, Ling Ye did not dare to call His Royal Highness Tang Yin, which was tantamount to harming him.

Tang Yin heard the words, raised his lips, smiled, and whispered, "It seems that I haven't come to nothing, and I haven't saved the wrong person!" Between words, he slowly raised his sword and said, "My main attack You are here to help me! "

His words did not fall, and the man had channeled out, holding the sword straight in front of Nie Zhen's door. Looking at the figure that Tang Yinfei fluttered out, Ling Ye was quite touched, but at this time it was not emotional, he shook his arm, the wheel knife in his hand suspended in the air, spinning quickly, and then, flying out. Tang Yin swept across, taking Nie Zhen's lower abdomen straight.

Nie Zhen was taken aback by Tang Yin's sudden appearance. Now he has stabilized his mind. Through insight, he can also discover that Tang Yin's cultivation is far worse than himself.

He snorted coldly, first dialing open the night blade, and then holding Tang Yin's spirit sword.

"Who are you? Give your last name!"

Tang Yin did not answer at all, and responded to Nie Zhen with a raised hand. Nie Zhen was also tough and raised his fist to fight back. Snapped! The fists of the two collided in the air and made a crisp sound. At this time, the two men made a verdict.

Nie Zhen stood still and didn't move, his body was not shaken. On the other hand, Tang Yin, involuntarily stepped back two steps, and his fist was subconsciously lowered. If you look closely, you can see that the armor on his palm is thin The crack of the two people just hit the head almost to break the spirit armor on his palm.

"If you don't say it, I will take you back and ask for a clear one!" Nie Zhenshen snorted and flew towards Tang Yin, with the sword in his hand toward his brows. Before Tang Yin parryed, Ling Ye's round sword came again, sweeping Nie Zhen's underbelly.

The latter also changed quickly, closing the sword obliquely, while playing the flywheel knife, kicked under his foot and hit Tang Yin's lower abdomen. The latter's figure lifted, and Nie Zhen's body flashed directly behind his back, and the sword in his hand stabbed at his back heart.

What a weird figure! Nie Zhen's cultivation is far above Tang Yin, but he can't compare with Tang Yin in terms of body style and skill. Nie Zhen tried his best to dodge, first let the sharp sword's sharp edge, then raised an arm, hit his elbow, and slammed Tang Yin's face door.

Knowing that he was deep and strong in attack, Tang Yin leaned slightly to the side and put one hand on Nie Zhen's arm, which made a clever effort. With the help of strength, he went back to the area. He pulled away with a force of a tower.

I am afraid that even Nie Zhen himself did not want to understand how he was thrown out by the other party. Fortunately, the old man responded fast enough. At the moment before the figure landed, he supported the ground with one hand, his waist was strong, he turned over, and he did not stand. However, due to his inertia, he still instinctively stepped backwards.

A secret fluke in my heart! Nie Zhenmu looked at Tang Yin in shock. As a dignified elder, if he was fallen to the ground by a dark spiritual practitioner, he would be afraid that he would no longer see anyone.

Tang Yin was unreasonable and did not give Nie Zhen a respite. As the shadow reappeared, Lingjian continued to stab on the top, disturbing Nie Zhen's sight, but kicked him down and kicked Nie Zhen's * strongly.

Nie Zhen receded his body shape, slamming the ground with one foot, and the grass and vines under his feet flashed countless light spots immediately, and spread quickly. Ling Ye looked right next to him and shouted, "Be careful, it's a wood spirit ..."

His voice didn't fall, and the grass and vines under Tang Yin's feet grew quickly, tangling his ankle instantly, and climbing up his legs.

"Use the fire of darkness!" Ling Ye yelled.

Remind by Ling Ye, when Tang Yin's thoughts turned, a layer of black flame was lit up and down around the body. Burned by the fire of darkness, the aura of wood within the grass and vines immediately dissipated, and without the support of the aura, the grass and vines immediately became their original shape.

Another Dark Nether Sect spiritualist! Even Nie Zhen is confused now, isn't there only Tang Yin, a secret cult of inner cults? Why did you meet two of you today? What's going on?

When the old man was shocked, Tang Yin stepped forward, and the sword in his hand was still intact. Tang Yin's shots are faster and sharper than Ling Ye, one move after another, one move faster than the other, and from time to time, the sword goes offensively, which is invincible.

Under Tang Yin's assault, Nie Zhen also felt deeply unsuited and was retreated back and forth. The crunching sounds at the scene were endless, and Mars flashed from time to time. Tang Yin attacked more than twenty swords in one breath, and Nie Zhen was also taken back ten steps.

After Tang Yin did his best, his attack finally came to an end. At this time, look at Nie Zhen again. The spirit armor on his body left seven or eight scratches in shock. Although not deep, he did not cut his spirit armor, but It is not difficult to judge the danger of his situation just now.

Domineering skills! Nie Zhen has not served anyone other than Guanghan in this life. Today, Tang Yin's fast sword is an eye-opener for him, and even he has to admit that if he does not compare himself to the skill, he is not the dark person in front of him. Opponents of spiritualists.

He looked at Tang Yin up and down and said quietly, "Yes! There is no such thing as a master in the world. I'm afraid there are not many. Unfortunately, you have encountered this seat today. This can only blame you for being unlucky."

During the conversation, the spirit sword in Nie Zhen's hand was shining brightly. Until this time, he did not show his true skill.

Seeing that Nie Zhen had already started to kill, Ling Ye didn't dare to assist him by the side, rushed to Tang Yin's side, and stood side by side with him.

With the brightening of Nie Zhen's spirit sword, the sword body also began to change. At the same time as the sword body was elongated, countless barbs were born on both sides of the sword blade.

"Slam!" Nie Zhen suddenly whispered ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ The spirit sword in his hand swept past Tang Yin.

Tang Yin took a deep breath, fully exerted his strength, and blocked the opponent's spirit sword. When his sword came into contact with Nie Zhen's sword, he screamed inwardly because Nie Zhen's sword was weak. Soft like a chain.

as expected. After Nie Zhen's sword was blocked, it was incredibly bent, and the bent part of the sword was severely beaten on Tang Yin's arm. Snapped! Tang Yin made a crisp sound on his arm, and the barb on the Spirit Sword was inserted into Tang Yin's Spirit Armor. Next, Nie Zhen fiercely backed. Tang Yin was struck by a few steps across her body, flowing out. The whole blood was red in an instant.

Nie Zhen retracted the spirit sword, and the spiritual armor hanging on it turned into mist, leaving only a **** flesh.

He shook his arm and flung the flesh away, then looked at Tang Yin with a fierce light in his eyes, and said quietly, "If you dare to resist again, this seat will let you taste the taste of chopped skin and cramps!"

The flesh on his arm was torn off by a piece, replaced by someone else, and it had already been rolling with pain, but Tang Yin seemed to feel nothing, stood up there, didn't say a word, didn't look at the wound, Leaning forward, his eyes flashed green, staring directly at Nie Zhen and the spirit sword in his hand after the transformation.