Vol 2 Chapter 847:

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Tang Yin nodded. If he replaced Xiao Xuan, he would make the same decision.
The man in black couldn't hear what the two were talking about. He took a deep breath and said, "Let her go, I can let you handle it, otherwise ..."
"Otherwise, you will be a dead end!" Xiao Xuan interrupted him in a deep voice and said coldly: "Now if you capture yourself, you can be lonely and let you two die quickly. If you continue to resist, lonely will let you Life is better than death! "
The man in black no longer spoke, and he had nothing to say, but he slowly raised the rifle and put on a ready-to-attack gesture.
Xiao Xuan snorted loudly, and was about to order the siege of the people in black to the people around him. Tang Yin said, "Brother Xiao, leave this person to me!"
"This ..." Tang Yin wanted to play tricks with people in black, but Xiao Xuan was not assured!
After all, he was in his own palace. In case of an accident, there were three long and two short. He could not explain clearly. The truce that the two countries could not easily reach would also be wiped out.
After a moment of groaning, Xiao Xuan frowned and whispered, "Wang Brother, this man's spirit is extraordinary. Let the guards below catch him!"
Tang Yin smiled and said, "Brother Xiao, rest assured, I won't fight with him. If I lose, I will return."
"Uh ..." Seeing that Tang Yin insisted on fighting, Xiao Xuan also refused repeatedly, and finally nodded, and whispered: "Then ... you must be careful, don't take the money, because it's too big!"
"I see!" Tang Yin smiled, and then walked towards the man in black. When he was only five steps away from the man in black, he stood still and asked indifferently: "Hello, sign up!"
"Ling Ye." The man in black spoke slowly.
"My King Tang Yin!"
"I know."
"For a long time, the King thought that he was the only inner monk spiritual practitioner in the world. I did not expect that there were people in the same community. The monk was really curious. I, who is more powerful. "
"I have the same question below."
"Why not try it?"
"That's what you meant, Your Highness was careful!" Between words, the man in black rushed forward, but before he arrived, the spirit gun came first, and straightly took Tang Yin's throat.
So fast gun! Tang Yin secretly said that he was good, his body slipped, and he flashed from the front of the man in black to his side. While avoiding his blow, the spiritual armor and the spiritualization of the soldiers were completed at the same time. Then he held the sword Fighting with men in black.
The man in black named Ling Ye is similar to Tang Yin in style, except that he is also a spiritual practitioner in the dark line. Of course, this is also limited by the dark spiritualism.
There is not as much attacking skill in the Dark Soul Martial Arts as the Dark Soul Martial Arts, which means that the Dark Soul Cultivators must have quick moves and physical skills to quickly make up for their lack of attack power.
When Tang Yin and Ling Ye stood together, it was as if two black dragons were stirred together. A layman like Xiao Xuan couldn't see the two at all. They could only hear the sound of iron collisions from time to time on the field.
At the beginning of the fight, the two were mainly tempted and did not cast spiritual pressure. The shadow drift of the two can also be cast as they want. As the fighting enters into white heat, the spiritual pressure on the field becomes more and more. The stronger and gradually, the shadow drifts of Tang Yin and Ling Ye have been effective, and they can only do close combat.
When the two battled to fifty rounds, Ling Ye took the lead in seeking change.
Without warning, he heard a whistle, all over him and the spirit gun in his hand all lit the fire of darkness, the whole person looked like a fireman, the spirit gun in his hand connected to Tang Yin's chest and lower abdomen.
Tang Yin did not retreat. First, he blocked the number of shots in front of Ling Ye. When he tried his best to close the gun and change his moves, he moved quickly like a lightning bolt to grab the spirit gun. At the same time, the other sword in the other hand was against Jun Lingye's head was severely chopped down.
He was fast, Ling Ye's reaction and speed were not slow. Seeing Tang Yin's spirit sword cut down, he did not retreat, took a step forward, and raised his palm with one palm, just holding Tang Yin's wrist with his sword.
Looking at the field again, Tang Yin grabbed Ling Ye's spirit gun, and Ling Ye also clasped Tang Yin's wrist. While the two were fighting each other, the fire of darkness was also struggling back and forth around the two of them, colliding with each other. They also made a crackling sound when they were together.
The fire of darkness can also consume the fire of darkness, but the premise is that the cultivation of one side is significantly higher than the other, and the cultivation of Tang Yin and Ling Ye is only between Bo Zhong, perhaps Tang Yin can have the upper hand, but the advantage is still Far from being overwhelming, his dark fire could not devour the dark fire of the night.
Seeing his own dark fire was completely ineffective against Tang Yin. Even if it spread to the other side, it was offset by the other's own dark fire. Ling Ye secretly gritted his teeth, raised his leg below, and attacked Tang Yin's .
Tang Yin kicked back with a tit-for-tat counterattack. The legs of the two kicked sturdyly, only to hear a click, the collision of the Spirit Armor and the Spirit Armor caused a bright group of Martians to flash in the dark fire. People also take a step back.
Ling Yeqiang resisted the tingling sensation from the leg bones, he yelled, and simply gave up the spear, and rushed directly to Tang Yin like a tiger.
His sudden change of action surprised Tang Yin and seemed to be inadequate. Ling Ye's head hit him hard.
Snapped! The two fell to the ground together, rolled into a ball, the body has not stabilized, Ling Ye has rolled over and pressed on Tang Yin, raised his fist, facing Tang Yin's head is a heavy punch.
Snapped! There was another crisp sound. This punch went on, and Tang Yin's head bumped the ground out of a pit.
Ling Ye was so overwhelming that he punched again and wanted to continue to hit Tang Yin's head, but the latter no longer gave him this opportunity.
Lying on the ground, he raised his knees with all his strength, and with a muffled noise, he banged one knee against the midnight waist, letting the night that was riding on him roll over.
Tang Yin took advantage of a carp to stand up, then rushed back, the person arrived, the foot came first, this foot swept fiercely at midnight, the body was against the ground, and slid out five or six meters. It didn't stop until long.
Ling Ye screamed, causing a lazy donkey to roll up from the ground, and two flame-throwing eyes glared at Tang Yin, roaring and rushing back.
The two evolved from a close-up battle between the soldiers at the beginning into a close combat. Although there is no weapon in their hands, the scene is more intense. Both are super-class spiritualists. The spiritual armor of any part of the two can become a weapon.
I saw the two fighting fiercely on the field, and Ling Jiao bumped into one place from time to time, and the crunching sound of clanging was endless. In these cases, it was impossible to tell who was dominant and who was at a disadvantage.
Just when Xiao Xuan was watching the game, the battle on the field changed again. The two entangled with each other suddenly separated, and saw Tang Yin receding continuously, but Ling Ye was chasing after it, as if Tang Yin had already lost to him.
Xiao Xuan was shocked, and was about to order the surrounding guards to respond to Tang Yin. The latter's body suddenly dropped down, and he picked up the steel sword on the ground. Then, shaking his arm to spiritualize it. At the moment of the completion of the spiritualization of the sabre, there was also a glimmer of glory. The solid spirit sword suddenly became liquid, as if with the armor of Tang Yin's arm.
Others may not know what's going on, but Ling Ye's heart is like a mirror, and he yells, "No!" Tang Yin used Bingjia Linghe!
He realized it was bad, but it was too late to try to pull back. Tang Yin, who had completed the armor armor, returned a heavy punch and struck Ling Ye's chest.
Ling Ye's instinctively reflected arms crossed Tang Yin's fist. If it was just now, based on his cultivation, it is not a big deal to block Tang Yin's heavy fist, but now it is different. Tang Yin's fist has the effect of combining armor and spirit.
A loud noise was heard in the ear wheel, and when I looked at the night, the whole person seemed like a spring, rising from the ground, falling backwards three meters away before falling to the ground, and rolling several heels. Potential.
He squatted on his knees, almost spitting blood on the spot, and then looked at his arms. The armor was covered with cracks. Not to mention that his armor could not withstand the smash of Tang Yinbing's armor, and his two arms. The bones almost broke.
This is the power of Bingjialinghehe. Although Tang Yin hadn't reached the level of Huangfu's show, he just applied Bingjiao Linghe to one arm, but it was enough to deal with Ling Ye.
"You lose, you don't have to fight any more!" Tang Yin stood up straight, watching You Ye, crouching and kneeling on the ground, unable to stand for a long time.
How much force was used in the blow that he just made, he knew very well that even though he had already gained a bit of strength when he punched out, the arm bones that wanted to come to midnight were still not badly damaged, and he was unable to fight with himself at all.
Ling Ye gasped ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Raising his eyes to Tang Yin's eyes, there was not much resentment in his eyes, and some were just unruly. He didn't agree, and if he had a weapon in his hand, he wouldn't be afraid of Tang Yin's armor.
Thinking of the weapon, his eyes suddenly turned aside and found that the spear that had just been lost in the fight was not far away from him. He froze with his eyes, and suddenly jumped from the ground, rushed directly to the spear and grabbed it.
When Tang Yin saw this, he shook his head helplessly and said, "If you hit it again, your arm will have to be abolished. Why is this so hard?"
Ling Ye didn't answer, took a deep breath, and the spirit gun in his hand was shining brightly. He made his own killer, and the spirit of the soldier changed.
As he completed the transformation of the soldier's spirit, a huge and terrifying illusion emerged above his head, floating in the night sky, looking emaciated and weird.
Ghost Blood Blade • Fury! Seeing Ling Ye's showcasing top-notch Lingwu skills, Tang Yin shuddered. Ling Ye had to work hard with himself!
Tang Yin first gathered up the soldiers and armors to restore the spirit sword to its original state. Later, he also exhibited the spirit change of the soldiers, also competing with the ghost blood blade • Rage and Ling Ye.