Tomin in The Alien World

So fast! Not only the body method of the coming person is fast, but also the sword is fast. The distance of more than ten meters is a flash. He directly passes through the gap of the dark crowd, rushes to Nie Zhen in one breath, and the spirit sword sweeps to his head.

Nie Zhen was shocked and hurriedly set up his sword to parry. He heard a sharp golden clang. The sparks were gradually shooting high. Under its impulse, Nie Zhen shook his body and took two steps back involuntarily.

"Who..." he blurted out. But before he had time to look at each other's appearance, the other party's fast sword came again. With the flash of lightning, the blade of the sword cut across his neck.

Nie Zhen reluctantly stood his sword again, clattering louder than the golden sound just now, and Nie Zhen's body retreated three steps.

"You..."

The other party didn't give him a chance to speak at all. The spirit sword attacked him again, and this time it stabbed him in the throat.

Because the sword speed was too fast, even Nie Zhen felt that he was in danger of being stabbed if he dodged. He still had to stand up his sword and use the sword face as the stab of the other party.

Clang! The spirit swords in Nie Zhen's hands were stabbed in an obvious arc. His body shook and retreated two steps. This time, he didn't give the other party a chance to continue to attack. After stabilizing his body, he gathered his strength and jumped back a few meters away. Then he stopped his body and looked at the people carefully.

The visitor is a black spirit armor with a dark spirit sword in his hand. Like Ling ye and others, he is also a dark spiritual cultivator. As he quickly retreated, the man didn't continue to attack. He turned back and shouted to Ling ye and others: "you wait and go!"

Others didn't know who the suddenly appeared dark spiritual cultivator was, but Ling Ye's body was shocked and exclaimed in his heart: King of the wind?!

He couldn't believe his eyes. It was incredible that the king of the wind suddenly appeared when he was in a desperate situation and trapped in the forbidden area of Zhuyu mountain.

"What are you waiting for? Run!" It's Tang Yin. That's right. He stared at Nie Zhen opposite and shouted loudly without looking back.

Ling Ye finally regained his consciousness. He had everything in his heart and couldn't say how he felt.

The holy king who has trained his own side for decades now wants to kill his own side, but the king of wind, who has only one side with himself and can't even talk about friendship, ventured deep into the mountains to rescue himself when he was in trouble. How can he afford this kindness?

He said to the dark people around him, "wait and go north!"

"Night, what about you?"

"I'll stay to block Nie Zhen!"

"No! If we want to go, we'll go everything..."

"Don't talk nonsense! If you're wordy, none of us can go. Let's go!" Ling Ye shouted at the crowd. The dark people looked at each other, then stamped their feet and ran to the dense forest to the north.

After they left, Ling yeshen took a deep breath, walked to Tang Yin with big steps, stood still and faced Nie Zhen side by side with him.

Tang Yin, who stared at Nie Zhen, glanced at him and asked, "why don't you go?"

"I would like to stay and die with you!" In front of Nie Zhen, Ling Ye didn't dare to call his highness Tang Yin, which was tantamount to harming him.

Tang Yin smelled the speech, provoked the corner of his mouth, smiled and whispered, "it seems that I didn't come in vain and didn't save the wrong person!" While talking, he slowly lifted up his sword and said, "I'm the main attack, you help me!"

Before his voice fell, the man had rushed out and took Nie Zhen's face with his sword in his hand. Looking at the figure of Tang Yin flying out, Ling Ye was quite moved, but it was not a time for emotion at this time. He shook his arm, suspended the wheel knife in his hand in the air, rotating rapidly, and then flew out, passing by Tang Yin's side and straight to Nie Zhen's belly.

Nie Zhen was caught off guard by Tang Yin's sudden appearance. Now he calmed his mind. Through insight, he can also find that Tang Yin's cultivation is far inferior to himself.

He snorted coldly. First he opened Ling Ye's wheel knife, and then he held Tang Yin's spirit sword.

"Who are you? Give me your name!"

Tang Yin didn't answer at all. What he responded to Nie Zhen was a fist raised. Nie Zhen was also tough and raised his fist to fight back. Pop! Their fists collided in the air and made a clear sound. At this time, they made a judgment.

Nie Zhen stood there without moving, and his body did not shake. On the contrary, Tang Yin involuntarily took two steps backward, and his fist was subconsciously put down. If you look carefully, you can find that the spirit armor on his palm is thin cracks. The hard hit of the two people just now almost broke all the spirit armor on his palm.

"If you don't say it, I'll catch you back and ask for clarification!" Nie Zhenshen drank and jumped at Tang Yin. The spirit sword in his hand pointed to the center of his eyebrows. Before Tang Yin parried, Ling Ye's wheel knife came again and swept Nie Zhen's ribs.

The latter also changed his moves quickly. He took the sword and tilted it. While bouncing the flywheel knife, he kicked his foot fiercely and hit Tang Yin's belly. The latter turned around and flashed directly behind Nie Zhen. The spirit sword in his hand stabbed him at the back of his heart.

What a strange body method! Nie Zhen's cultivation is far above Tang Yin, but in terms of body method and skill, he can't compare with Tang Yin. Nie Zhen tried his best to dodge, first let go of the edge of the spirit sword, then raised his arm, returned to his elbow and hit Tang Yin's face.

Knowing his profound cultivation and great attack power, Tang Yin leaned slightly and put one hand on Nie Zhen's arm, which made him skillful. With the help of his strength, he went back to the area. Nie Zhen's body was pulled out by his power.

I'm afraid even Nie Zhen didn't want to understand how he was thrown out by the other party. Fortunately, the old man reacted quickly enough. At the moment before his body fell to the ground, he supported the ground with one hand and worked hard on his waist. He turned over and stood up without falling down. However, due to his inertia, he instinctively stepped back for several steps.

A fluke in my heart! Nie Zhenmu looked at Tang Yin in surprise. As a dignified elder, if he falls to the ground by a dark spiritual practitioner, he may lose face in the future.

Tang Yin was unreasonable and didn't give Nie Zhen a chance to breathe. He approached again like a shadow. The spirit sword stabbed on it and disturbed Nie Zhen's sight. However, he lifted up his foot and kicked Nie Zhen's *.

Nie Zhen retreated and stamped the ground with one foot. The grass and rattan under his feet immediately flashed countless light spots and spread rapidly. Next to Ling ye, he saw it clearly and shouted, "be careful, it's a wooden Lingwu..."

Before his voice fell, the grass and vines under Tang Yin's feet grew rapidly, wrapped around his ankles and climbed up along his legs.

"Use the fire of darkness!" Ling Ye shouted loudly.

Reminded by Ling ye, when Tang Yin's mind turned, a layer of black flame lit up all over her body. By the burning of the dark fire, the aura of wood in the grass vine immediately dissipated. Without the support of aura, the grass vine immediately turned into its original form.

Another spiritual cultivator of the inner sect of the dark system! Now even Nie Zhen is confused. Isn't Tang Yin the only one in the world who practices spirituality in the dark system? Why did you meet two at once today? What's going on?

When the old man was shocked, Tang Yin had stepped forward, and the sword in his hand was still not far from his key. Tang Yin's moves are faster and sharper than Ling Ye's, one move after another, one move faster than another, and the sword moves sideways from time to time, which is impossible to prevent.

Under Tang Yin's attack, Nie Zhen also felt uncomfortable and was pushed back. The scene was full of tinkling noises, and sparks flashed out from time to time. Tang Yin attacked more than 20 swords in one breath, and Nie Zhen was retreated by him for ten steps.

When Tang Yin tried his best, his attack finally came to an end. At this time, looking at Nie Zhen, the spirit armor on his body left seven or eight scratches. Although they were not deep and did not cut his spirit armor, it was not difficult to judge the danger of his situation just now.

What a domineering skill! Nie Zhen has never convinced anyone except Guang Han in his life. Today Tang Yin's fast sword has opened his eyes. Even he has to admit that he is not the opponent of the dark spiritual cultivator in front of him if he doesn't compare his accomplishments and skills alone.

He looked up and down at Tang Yin, and youyou said, "yes! I'm afraid there aren't many people like you in the world. Unfortunately, you met this seat today, which can only blame your own bad luck."

While talking, the spirit sword in Nie Zhen's hand was shining brightly. Until this time, he took out his true ability.

Seeing that Nie Zhen was ready to kill, Ling Ye didn't dare to assist again. He rushed to Tang Yin and stood side by side with him.

As the light of Nie Zhen's spirit sword became more and more prosperous, the body of the sword began to change. While the body of the sword was elongated, countless barbs were also born on both sides of the blade.

"Strike!" Nie Zhen suddenly whispered, and the spirit sword in his hand swept across Tang Yin.

Tang Yin took a deep breath and tried his best to block the other party's spirit sword. When his sword came into contact with Nie Zhen's sword, he secretly shouted bad in his heart, because Nie Zhen's sword was powerless and soft like a chain.

indeed. After Nie Zhen's sword was blocked, it was incredibly bent. The bent part of the sword body beat Tang Yin's arm hard. Pop! Tang Yin's arm made a crisp sound, and the barb on the spirit sword was inserted into Tang Yin's spirit armor. Then Nie Zhen fiercely retracted the sword and listened to the sound of sand. The spirit armor on Tang Yin's arm was torn by the barb of the spirit sword, and the clothes and skin in the spirit armor were torn off.

Tang Yin was hit by this blow and staggered several steps sideways. The flowing blood immediately dyed his whole arm red.

Nie Zhen took back the spirit sword, and the spirit armor hanging on it turned into fog, leaving only a bloody skin and flesh.

He shook his muscles and said, "if you dare to shake your arms, you will take a look at him!"

The skin and flesh on his arm was forcibly torn off and replaced by someone else. He had been rolling with pain for a long time, but Tang Yin stood up as if he didn't feel it. He didn't say a word or look at the wound. He leaned forward, his eyes twinkled green, and stared at Nie Zhen and the spirit sword in his hands.