Tang Yin’s Adventure in Another World

Tang Yin's body was slightly shaken, and the spiritual fog was scattered. Then, the body was covered with spiritual armor. At the same time, the sabre in his hand came out of the sheath as fast as lightning. With a series of crisp sounds of Dangling and Dangling, his surroundings shot a bunch The Martians flying towards him flew from all directions, some of them fell to the ground, and some of them fell into the wall.

"That's all, you can't kill me." Tang Yin turned the sword in his palm, took a step forward, and said with a sneer.

The three men in black didn't answer. They covered up their armors, took out the narrow steel sword, shake their hands to spiritualize them, and then ran towards Tang Yin together.

The shape of the three of them resembled a stringed arrow, and they immediately came to Tang Yin. The three swords were released at the same time, and they also released a spiritual pressure to limit Tang Yin's shadow drift.

Tang Yin calmly responded. Although he doesn't have the most popular machete now, for him, using other weapons is not much different.

He waved the sword with one hand and listened to Dang, Dang, Dang three times, and the three-handed sword was blocked by him, and then you and I fought in one place.

The three of the other were quick to see, and Tang Yin was even more so. The four of them fought together as if they were walking horses. I saw the figures in the lobby shaking, moving and jumping constantly, and it was dizzying. At the same time, the crisp sound of the collision of the weapons was almost connected. Into one piece.

The fast offense they performed was the most physical exhausting. During the battle, there was no pause or even a deep breath. Except for the attack, it was a block.

In less than five minutes, the two sides passed no less than two hundred strokes. At this time, the speed of the three assassins began to slow down, and their breathing became worse. Inside the armor, all the sweat was on their bodies.

On the other hand, Tang Yin is still calm and calm, and his moves are still extremely fast.

During the fight, he grinned and said, "Why? Isn't that all right? Then you're so disappointed!" Between words, his attack suddenly accelerated, aiming at an assassin for five consecutive attacks. Knife.

The assassin hurriedly parryed the sword. He took Tang Yin's five knives down, but he also withdrew five steps and leaned against the wall.

"You pick me up again!" Tang Yin yelled, holding the knife in both hands, waving it out.

Hum! The spirit knife broke the wind, and the whistling sound was harsh. When the blade passed, the surrounding air produced waves. The assassin clenched his teeth, exerting his strength, clenching the sword handle with one hand, holding the sword against the other with the other hand, and hard-connecting Tang Yin's heavy knife.

When the cricket-first a deafening iron collision, and then a booming murmur, the wall behind the assassin was forced out of a big hole by him, and he flew along the collapsed wall.

He hadn't landed yet, Tang Yin had chased it out later, holding up the spirit knife in his hand and waving it out with all his strength. Hum! The spirit blade broke through, and the Lingbo laser radiated. This narrow spiritual wave was more than two meters high. When it crossed the ground, it tore a long gap in the ground.

Just before Lingbo was close to him, another figure emerged from the oblique spur, jumping out quickly holding the assassin.

Tang Yin took his footsteps, stopped her figure, and raised her eyes. Well, there are dozens of spiritual practitioners covering the armor on the outside courtyard or squatting or fighting. They have different shapes, the shape of the armor, Different colors and different weapons.

"Bloodblade's brothers have done their best, it's time for our ghost to shoot." Between the words, a tumbling figure jumped off the courtyard wall.

This man was originally five short stature, coupled with obesity, and covered with a thick layer of spiritual armor, walking up, like a ball rolling on the ground, looks funny and horrifying.

Ghost branch of misty hall! Tang Yin narrowed her eyes, and it seemed that Piao Miao Tang had sent out the assassins of all three branches of it tonight, no need to ask, there must be assassins of the Tiantu branch.

Instead of worrying and fearing, Tang Yin felt that the blood in her body was accelerating, and it was gradually becoming hot and boiling.

"It's interesting, it's so interesting, haha--" Tang Yin held his sword and laughed recklessly.

He was only one person, facing as many assassins in the bright and dark places, and there was no one laughing, and his courage alone was very comparable.

The short and fat assassin crooked his head and looked at Tang Yin. At the same time, he put his hands behind his back, and in his palm, there were two short and thin daggers. "Until now, His Royal Highness Feng can still be so happy, it is rare."

"Would it be harder for you to wait for thousands of miles to come to death?" Tang Yin stopped the laughter, his eyes flickered with a faint green light, and he looked at each other straightly.

"His Royal Highness Feng's self-confidence is very admirable, but it is also stupid!" He said without a word, stepped forward, daggered out, and cut to Tang Yin's legs.

His body is too short, and Tang Yin is too tall. He wants to use a dagger to stab Tang Yin's chest, which is really not easy.

Seeing the weirdness of his double dagger, Tang Yin instinctively backed away, but when he just dodged, the other side fell to the ground and slammed in front of his feet, the double dagger still picked his legs.

Tang Yin frowned secretly, he retreated again, the other party continued to roll forward, and the two daggers were also inseparable from his legs.

What a weird way to play, no wonder it's called a ghost! He flashed the other side's edge again, and then he raised his spirit knife, aimed at the chunky assassin below, and slashed with a heavy knife.

His sword was so heavy that it made a roar when he cut through the air, but the chunky assassin didn't mean to avoid it.

A loud bang was heard in the ear wheel, and the ground beneath Tang Yin's feet was shaken by a large pit. Looking at the chubby spiritualist, he just caught Tang Yin's heavy knife with a light dagger. At the same time, he also used The other dagger cut back at Tang Yin's hamstrings.

Huh! Tang Yin was quite surprised to see that the weapon used by the other party should be a routine of light spirits, but unexpectedly, she was a powerful spiritual practitioner.

He jumped up and flew out of the pit. He was just sticking to the ground, and the chunky assassin followed him, and his two daggers stabbed at his feet.

Tang Yinxie laughed out loud, and said secretly in her heart: It's time for you to see what a real hob is! Thinking, his body first retracted backwards, and then bounced back like a spring, but instead of rolling on the ground, he held the ground with one hand to support his body, his body was almost parallel to the ground, and his hands continued to wave Knife, attacked more than ten knives in one breath.

His sudden effort made the chunky assassin extremely uncomfortable, and the rhythm of the attack was completely disrupted. His voluminous body involuntarily retreated backwards, and at the same time he double-daggered, parrying Tang Yin's attack.

On the field, his two bodies were close to the ground, one came in, one retreated, and the crunching sound continued.

The assassins around didn't see what was going on. The two people who had been fighting had changed. He heard the chubby assassin scream first, and then a dagger flew into the air, and the dagger was hitting in the air. The spin had not landed yet, and another dagger was hit and flew out again. People screamed badly, but at this time, it was too late to try to rescue. The strength was so strong that it penetrated his body, and the fire of darkness burned all over him.

call! With the burning of the fire of darkness, the pupil of the chubby spiritualist gradually diffused and appeared dead gray, and the person fell to the ground weakly. A large amount of spiritual mist was emitted from him, and was finally sucked into Tang Yin In the body.

sand! Pulling out the dagger, without looking at the corpse under his feet, Tang Yin hovered around the assassins and asked with a smile: "Next, who will come?"

This situation made the assassins around them startled and angry. At the same time, more than a dozen people on the courtyard jumped down, spread out in a fan shape, and slowly surrounded Tang Yin.

They hadn't shot yet, and a dozen other assassins flashed out from the dark, centering around Tang Yin, slowly coming together.

The assassins in the courtyard are getting more and more together, and the time is not long. Assassins have surged to more than fifty people, and none of them are weak. Just pick one, and they are all outstanding spiritual practitioners.

These people, either around Tang Yin, or standing on the courtyard wall or eaves, have virtually arranged several layers of surrounding circles around Tang Yin.

The spiritual pressure at the scene has become extremely heavy. The grass on the ground has been pressed tightly against the ground, and the leaves and branches of the trees around have fallen down. Even ordinary people can see the air in the scene at this time. Irregular fluctuations and distortions.

"kill--"

I don't know who screamed first. Then, three silhouettes rushed up from the front and left and right sides of Tang Yin. Two spirit swords and one spirit gun divided his throat and left and right ribs.

Come on secretly! Tang Yin parried. Dang, Dang, Dang! He stood still without moving, but stopped the opponent's three kills together with an extremely fast sword.

He had just prevented the attack of the next three, and immediately came out again. The three spirit knives all attacked his down lane.

The three came too fast, and the offensive angle was tricky. Tang Yin was really difficult to defend. He jumped up, bouncing more than two meters high, and flashed the three's sharp knife away.

Others are still in the air ~ www.readwn.com ~ Flying down from the eaves, more than twenty blood-red maple leaves were shot down, taking his vital points.

Good skilful cooperation! Tang Yin gritted his teeth and waved his sword continuously. Although he exerted all his strength, he was still hit by three maple leaves. The maple leaves were pin-shaped on his back, causing him to fall in front of his body hanging in the air.

Seeing the opportunity, an assassin screamed, rushed forward, used the long knife in his gun as a gun, and stabbed Tang Yin fiercely.

Tang Yin's body was slightly sideways, first avoiding the opponent's edge. At the moment when the man retracted the knife, he shot like an electric power, pinched the blade with one hand, and forced back to the area.

The assassin was pulled unsteadily by his pull, and flung to Tang Yin, who greeted him with a punch in the head.

Snapped! This punch was striking the top of the assassin's head. The assassin's head was broken in response to the sound, and the scarlet blood flowed down from the top of the head, and most of his face was red.

He shook his body a few times and turned to the ground and fell on his back. Tang Yin immediately got up and fastened the door of his face. The fire of darkness was born from the palm of the hand and burned directly on the opponent's face.