Chapter 461:

Besides, Tang Yin, as soon as he withdrew, many guards and Cheng Jinwei's secret arrow personnel followed him to withdraw his camp.
When Tang Yin Pegasus rushed back to Nanying, Wuying still dragged her to the wind, but did not let him leave. At this time, there were thousands of people around the wind military industry. The two sides surrounding the sword and Wumei were surrounded by the inner three layers and the outer three layers. With the ability of herd sword, in the heyday state, even tens of thousands of people may not be able to stop him, but now herd sword has been injured, and the aura is huge, so it is no longer possible to break through the siege in this state. . At this time, he could only rely on the dancing charm in his hand, and threatened Feng Jun to let himself go.
Seeing from a distance, the sword of chasing the wind is still trapped in his own camp. Although Wu Mei fell into the enemy, but was not harmed, Tang Yin, who was already in a group, was finally relieved.
Seeing Tang Yin's arrival, the generals of the army who besieged the chasing sword automatically gave way. Tang Yin rolled over and dismounted, striding through his own camp and into the field.
Seeing the arrival of Tang Yin, the dancing charm controlled by the wind-fighting sword was both grieved and ashamed, her eyes circled red, tears flowed down, her mouths closed together, and she called gently for Tang Yin's name.
At this time, Wu Ying also hurried to Tang Yin and came to him to tell the general situation. Tang Yin listened expressionlessly, and when Wu Ying finished speaking, he nodded slightly, then stepped forward, and said, "Follow the sword, you can't believe anyone else, you should always be able to trust me, right? Reputation guarantee, as long as you are willing to let people go, I will not embarrass you, and I will even send you some entanglement back to Shenchi! "
"Haha-" Now the Herald Sword has swallowed Sanling and swallowed it, and her control is not so strong, but the Lingjian in his hand has never left Wumei's neck. After listening to Tang Yin's words, he laughed madly, then stretched out his hand and pointed at Tang Yin's nose, and said, "Mr. Tang Yin, I can't believe you most. If you don't want to watch her die, let me go immediately!"
At this point, the sword of chasing the wind has been cut off, and the sage is also on the verge of being half crazy. Between talking, the body is tangled, the spirit sword in his hand scratches a thin blood mark on the charming neck, and a drop of blood slides over the sword Body, dropped to the ground along the tip of the sword.
Tang Yin did not ignore the blood flowing from Wumei's neck, and her whole heart shrank. For a moment, he really had the urge to blurtly agree with the conditions of chasing the sword, but his sanity immediately suppressed the urge. Wu Ying's concerns are not wrong. People like Herald Sword are both non-general and non-commissioned, and her status is similar to that of a ranger. There is no credibility at all. Even if he is released from the camp, he will definitely use Wumei to continue You have to save yourself, then let him leave the country of wind, and wait for him to leave the country of wind, what the end of the dance that fell into his hands is not necessarily.
I do n’t know how much willpower it took to keep my expression unchanged. Tang Yin knew very well that the more calm and indifferent his performance was, the more anxious and bottomless the other party would be. In this way, it would be more prone to errors and create for himself. Opportunity. He said indifferently, "If you kill her, you will also be broken by the corpse, the zombies are wild, and you will die in the burial place."
"Oh!" Zhuifeng Jian sneered, and said, "Who am I? It's just a martial artist, a bad one, but the dance is not the same. She is a great lady, and she is my funeral. It's worth it! Haha— "
Tang Yin squinted her eyes and stared at the chasing sword that laughed endlessly, saying nothing.
Soon, the laughter of the chasing sword ceased, and he looked up, facing Tang Yin's cold eyes, his heart could not help shaking for a while. Tang Yin behaved too calmly, as if the dredging sword was controlled by a stranger who had nothing to do with him. This really made the dringing sword's heart go up and down, could not help but secretly drumming, did he overestimate himself? The weight of Wu Mei in Tang Yin's heart?
At this time he had reached the point where there was no compromise. His eyes rolled, his mouth raised, and said, "Miss Wumei is an extremely beautiful and beautiful woman. I think I want to see Miss Wumei's real body is big. Someone is here! "Between the words, he clasped Wumei in one hand, and the spirit sword in the other hand slowly moved down, sliding across Wumei's armor.
Wu Mei wore steel armor, but compared with sharp swords, it was almost paper-like. As the sword passed, the steel armor cracked hard. After the sword passed, the armor on Wumei's chest had completely cracked, revealing the inner coat. Zhuifeng Jian stared directly at Tang Yin and smiled quietly: "If Miss Wu Mei's body has been seen by so many soldiers, I don't think she will live without face!"
Teng! The anger in Tang Yin's chest rushed to his forehead, snapping, and the nerve controlled by reason in his head seemed to break. His eyes first became red with congestion, and then he was covered with a strange faint green light. Wu Mei was ashamed at this time. If the chasing sword really cuts out her clothes at this time, then she won't have to live.
She shouted to Tang Yin regardless of her sword, "Yin, don't worry about me, kill him!" Between the words, she looked at Tang Yin with anticipation. Instead of being humiliated, she would rather be relieved.
The silver teeth in Tang Yin's mouth were about to bite, his body shivered unconsciously, and the fists clucked.
Seeing this effective, Zhuanfengjian was overjoyed and laughed, saying, "Tang Yin, I will give you one last chance. If you don't let me go, I will cut her clothes." Talking, He lifted the sword again, and Fengxian was already picking up the charming coat.
"Yin--"
Wu Mei shouted a heartbreaking shout, Tang Yin's body was shocked again, the green light in her eyes was more abundant, but the clenched fist was released, and he grinned, first with a chuckle, then, Haha laughed.
Regarding Tang Yin's response, let alone chasing the wind sword dumbfounded, even the restrained dancers and eager dancers such as Ying Ying, Lotte, Ai Jia, Cheng Jin, and so on are all baffled.
Zhuifeng Jian could not help but asked, "Tang Yin, what are you laughing at?"
After a while, Tang Yin shook her head to stop the laughter and said slowly: "I'm laughing at you!"
"Laugh at me?" Zhuifeng Jian frowned.
"Smile at you, smile at Shenchi!" Tang Yin said, "Shenchi claims to be the place where the Lingwu originated. It is high above the ground and has a good appearance, but in fact, it just raises you as a shameless villain who only uses women as a threat! What kind of spiritual cultivation are you? They are simply the scum of Lingwu. You have lost all the face of Shenchi, or people in Shenchi are like you, a group of brazen rats! "
Everyone has weaknesses and pain. No matter how other people insulted the chasing sword, he can keep it at heart, but if he insults Shenchi, this is tantamount to offending his taboo. Hearing the words, Zhuifeng Jian was burning in anger, his eyes flickered. The spirit sword originally picked on the dancing suit immediately pointed at Tang Yin, his voice changed, and he screamed, "Tang Yin, you dare to insult Shenchi, you ... "
"Huh!" Tang Yin snorted coldly, and said, "If the people of Shenchi are all gentlemen, and if you still consider yourself a member of Shenchi, then let the woman you restrained stand up and fight me upright. In a game, if you can beat the knife in my hand, go to stay, listen to respect, or you have no courage to fight with me at all, you are just one of the many rats in Shenchi! "
"Ah-" Feng Yin's lungs were almost blown up by Tang Yin, and the spirit swords pointing at Tang Yin were straight. He screamed, "Tang Yin! Tang Yin-"
He still hadn't screamed. Suddenly, a flash of light flashed behind his back and came straight to his back. The intensity of this electric light is too fast, it is almost as fast as imagination, and it has even caught human eyesight.
In the case of others, under the condition of anger, he would not realize that a crisis was approaching behind him, but the repair of the wind-fighting sword was too deep. As long as there was a slight fluctuation in the surrounding air, he could detect it immediately. .
Just when the electric light was about to approach, Jianfeng Jian keenly realized that there was a killing attack behind him. He didn't even think about it, he squatted down and tried to hide the killing move. But at this time, an incredible thing happened, and the electric light changed its direction with the avoidance of the chasing sword. It seemed to have eyes and stabbed downward.
flutter!
Electro-optic strikes firmly on the back shoulder of the wind-fighting sword. With the deep repair of the wind-fighting sword, the spirit armor failed to withstand it. It was pierced by a light-strike, and then deeply submerged in his flesh. In the midst of his impulse, the sword's body fluttered forward, swooping to the ground.
The moment he fell to the ground, there were two more people beside him. One of them seized Wumei and retreated backwards sharply, and the other, waving his arm to the wind-fighting sword on the ground, was a heavy knife.
The two people who suddenly appeared, EbookFREE.me, were not others, one was Tang Yin, and the other was Jiang Fan.
Just now, the reason why Tang Yin calmed down suddenly was not because his reason controlled his emotions, but because he saw Jiang Fan in the crowd behind the sword of wind-fighting, and the purple bow on which Jiang Fan put the spirit arrow in his hands.
As early as when Wu Mei was ruled by the wind-fighting sword, Jiang Fan had already arrived, but he had been hidden among the wind sergeants. He did not show his head and did not dare to put his arrows. After all, the wind-fighting sword was too advanced. He wasn't sure he could die in one shot. If he didn't hit it, then the dead would be dancing, so he could only hide in the crowd and silently look for opportunities. When Tang Yin's eyes swept towards him, he also hurriedly looked up. Confronting Tang Yin's eyes, the two eyes met in the air, but there was a tacit understanding.
Tang Yin aroused the anger of the chasing sword with his words. Taking advantage of his unclear moment, Jiang Fan at the back was suddenly difficult, and he locked the soul arrow directly to the back of the chasing sword. He was not mistaken, even if he was angered, the sword of wind-fighting avoided the key, and the soul-locking arrow only hurt his shoulder.
However, at this time, even just hurting the Windward Sword was enough. Tang Yin and Jiang Fan simultaneously performed Shadow Drift. The former attacked with a sickle and held back the Windward Sword. The latter took the opportunity to rescue Wumei from the tiger's mouth.