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Shadow Shift! Seeing that Tang Yin had suddenly disappeared, Zhangsun Yuanhong did not even think about it, the two halberds flashed with a red light, and swept out behind him, the disordered Spirit Wind whizzing out. It was true that Tang Yin used the Shadow Shift to dodge to Zhangsun Yuanhong's back. It was true that his two blades could injure his opponent, but he had to be hit by the Spirit Chaos Wind.

If it was a normal General of Ning Country, Tang Yin would definitely not be able to dodge it, even if he was hit by the opponent's Spirit Chaos Wind Strike, it would be alright, but Zhangsun Yuanhong's cultivation was too high, if he was hit by the Spirit Chaos Wind Blade that he released, Tang Yin's life would be in danger. He did not dare resist the attack and immediately used the Shadow Shift to dodge out of the way.

Seeing that Tang Yin had retreated, Zhangsun Yuanhong did not spare him, he jumped down from the horse, with the dual halberd in hand, he chased after him. When he was in front of Tang Yin, he raised his halberd, aimed at the top of Tang Yin's head, and chopped down with all his strength. As the two halberds fell, there was a muffled 'hu' sound as the halberds simultaneously began to burn with a raging inferno.

It was a unique skill of the fire attribute Spirit Cultivator, Spirit Ignition!

He thought to himself, "Good!" Tang Yin also distributed the Fire of Darkness onto his dual blades, horizontally blocking.

Clank! Clank! This deafening sound shook the soldiers of both the army and the army, causing them to bleed in their ears. They threw away their weapons and covered their ears with their hands as they cried out in pain.

Looking at Tang Yin and Zhangsun Yuanhong, a two meter long crater formed on the ground beneath their feet, the dust and dirt were lifted up so high that the sand and stones in the crater flew, as though a tornado had appeared out of thin air.

This was the power of one of Zhangsun Yuanhong's attacks. When the dust gradually dispersed, Tang Yin and Zhangsun Yuanhong were still standing in the pit, their swords and halberds firmly pressed against each other, but both of Tang Yin's hands had already started to ooze blood, and were constantly dripping onto the ground.

The two blades burned with the strange Black Fire s, the halberds burned with the bright red fire, the army and soldiers clashed with each other, fire and fire were also competing, coming into contact with each other, counteracting each other, and releasing hissing sounds. In terms of cultivation level, Tang Yin was not as good as Zhangsun Yuanhong, but in terms of the weird changes in their techniques, Tang Yin was confident that he would be able to win against him.

Just as his two blades were getting closer and closer to him, Tang Yin suddenly pulled back his blade. Taking the chance, he turned his body and went around to Zhangsun Yuanhong's side. Zhangsun Yuanhong laughed coldly. Both of his feet pushed off the ground and his figure slid three steps backwards, allowing Tang Yin's dual blades to pass by. Without any pause, he immediately closed in again and pounced back as his dual halberds swept towards the two in front of Tang Yin.

Zhangsun Yuanhong was fast, but Tang Yin was not slow either. With his two blades raised, he clashed with Zhangsun Yuanhong. The two of them fought at top speeds, their sabre and halberd flying so fast that it was hard for people to take in their surroundings. Usually, they would only see the shadows of their sabers and halberds, but not their real bodies.

As the Spirit Cultivator of Dark, Tang Yin was unable to use his skills, but Zhangsun Yuanhong was unwilling to use his skills. He knew, even if he did use it, it would be useless.

Although the two of them were engaged in a hand-to-hand fight without using any techniques, the atmosphere around the two was extremely terrifying. The spatial energy around the two was scattered and the Spirit Wave scattered, causing countless cracks to appear on the ground. If someone accidentally got close to them, they would immediately be torn to shreds by the energy released by the two.

This was not only a confrontation between two top Spirit Cultivator s, but also a confrontation between the Dark Element's Soul Martial Arts and the Light's Soul Martial Arts.

In the blink of an eye, Tang Yin and Zhangsun Yuanhong had already fought for more than fifty rounds. From the looks of the situation, Zhangsun Yuanhong had the upper hand, but it would not be easy for him to harm Tang Yin. The Shadow Shift allowed Tang Yin to easily escape if he was trapped in a desperate situation, and his sharp counterattacks often dissolved Zhangsun Yuanhong's attack into nothingness. If this continued, then no matter how many hours the battle went, it was possible for the two of them, depending on who's spirit energy would be exhausted first, would not allow the situation on the battlefield to last for such a long time.

The heavily armored cavalry of Feng Army erupted with powerful attack power under the heavy encirclement. The cavaliers held a pike in his hand, and simply charged forward, usually piercing towards the countdown Ning army, and the iron hooves of the war horses were even more lethal, causing the injured Ning Soldier to never be able to stand up again.

However, there were simply too many soldiers in the army of Ning. They killed a whole batch, filled in two batches, stepped on one piece, and rushed up another two. The surrounding army of Ning didn't kill more and more, but more and more of them died.

Tang Yin who was in the midst of fighting, secretly observed the battlefield and frowned. There were too many enemies, if this continued, all of the soldiers under his command would get tired and they would die from exhaustion. Zhangsun Yuanhong was even more anxious than him. His side had a hundred thousand people, and surrounded and killed a mere few thousand Feng Army, but in the end, his side suffered a countless number of losses. On the other hand, his Feng Army was slowly breaking out of the encirclement.

Tang Yin and Zhangsun Yuanhong shouted at almost the same time, and with a feint, they jumped out of the circle. Tang Yin stared at Zhangsun Yuanhong coldly, panting heavily. Zhangsun Yuanhong also stared at Tang Yin with his eyes and nose covered in perspiration.

After pausing for a moment, Tang Yin slowly raised his dual blades and turned into a scythe. Zhangsun Yuanhong squinted his eyes and placed the two halberds together, suddenly, the dual halberds emitted a piercing luster, the two short halberds became one and merged together. Just as Tang Yin was startled, Zhangsun Yuanhong suddenly threw the short halberd forward.

Weng! *

Before Tang Yin could understand what was going on, the short halberd suddenly split into eighteen weapons of all shapes and sizes, including a sword, a spear, a staff, an axe, a hook, and a fork ?

This is... Spirit Transformation of Weapon! Tang Yin suddenly realised that Zhangsun Yuanhong had used his trump card. His guess was not wrong, Zhangsun Yuanhong had indeed used the Spirit Transformation of Weapon, but this was still not Zhangsun Yuanhong's trump card. Zhangsun Yuanhong's Nine Hell Ghost Halberd could be transformed into thirty-six weapons after completing the Spirit Transformation of Weapon, allowing one person to use it at the same time.

Shangguan Yuan let go of the fierce and forceful side, so his Spirit Transformation of Weapon turned into a huge blade, it was extremely tough, it was unstoppable, the Soul Chasing Sword turned into a soft and feminine side, the spirit sword turned into a whip, it could be long or short, it could be tough or soft, it could appear and disappear, it was extremely bizarre, while Zhangsun Yuanhong focused on speed, his Spirit Transformation of Weapon split the short halberd into many different forms of weapon, using it at the same time made it very hard to guard against.

In the past when he fought with others, he could at most differentiate into nine different types of weapons, but now that he could split into eighteen, it could be considered as the first time for Zhangsun Yuanhong to fight with others.

Just as Tang Yin realized that things were not good and was about to retreat, Zhangsun Yuanhong was already in front of him like lightning. He extended his arm and grabbed onto a spear and thrusted it straight at Tang Yin's throat, the latter anxiously brandishing the sickle and deflected the tip of the spear. At this time, Zhangsun Yuanhong's other hand grabbed onto another long blade, and at the same time, he pointed at Tang Yin's lower abdomen. Tang Yin's heart jumped, he retreated two steps, just as he dodged the attack, Zhangsun Yuanhong's spear and blade left his hand at the same time, in the air he caught a sword and a hook, the sword stabbed into Tang Yin's forehead, the hook hitting Tang Yin's throat. At this time, Tang Yin did not have the time to block it, and had no choice but to retreat.

As he retreated, Zhangsun Yuanhong advanced, the weapon in his hand kept changing forms, picking, stabbing, chopping and chopping. His two arms danced as though it was flying, and he used all eighteen weapons at once.

Although it sounded slow, it was actually only for the time of a blink of an eye. Zhangsun Yuanhong had only used every weapon once, and after he had used them once from start to finish, the first weapon that fell out of his hands had yet to even land on the ground. There wasn't even a chance for Tang Yin to use the Shadow Shift.

Even with his physical strength and cultivation, Zhangsun Yuanhong could only support him in completing one round of crazy attacks. After his storm of attacks, all eighteen weapons had disappeared, leaving behind only the Nine Hell Ghost Halberd in his hands.

He had attacked eighteen times, and Tang Yin had also retreated eighteen steps. At this moment, Zhangsun Yuanhong's attacks stopped, and when he looked back at Tang Yin, seven to eight wounds of varying lengths appeared on his chest, shoulders and ribs. Fresh blood slowly seeped out from the cracks on his spirit armor.

What a powerful Spirit Transformation of Weapon, what a terrifying Zhangsun Yuanhong! This was the only thing that Tang Yin felt at this moment.0

In the past, he had only separated into nine different types of weapons, and already no one had been able to escape. But now that he had split himself into eighteen different types of weapons, Tang Yin was actually still alive, and could still stand.

"Tang Yin, you have lost. Just surrender! " Perhaps because of the admiration in his heart, Zhangsun Yuanhong's tone had calmed down a lot. He looked straight at Tang Yin, but obviously did not ignore the bloody wounds on his body.

Tang Yin laughed upon hearing that, and asked back: "If you lose to me today, will you submit to me?"

"Of course not."

"If you don't want it, how can you impose it on others? You, a mere Ning Country Substitute Clan, have not even surrendered in battle. As the ruler of an entire country, how can I submit to you? " Tang Yin said with a smile. As he spoke, he reached out and gently stroked the two heaviest wounds on his chest. The defense of his palm seemed to have some sort of magic, and after it was touched, the wound quickly healed. The cracked spirit armor also started to close up, leaving not a single trace behind.

There was a price to pay for healing the two wounds, Tang Yin had used all his Qi to forcefully heal them, and he could only recover from the two wounds. If he healed the other wounds, the spirit energy in his body would be completely used up.

Zhangsun Yuanhong secretly nodded his head. Everyone said that Tang Yin was cunning, ferocious and easy to kill, but there were very few people who would proclaim his unyielding side. Looking at the current emperor, when in danger, there were many who were afraid of death, and there were very few who would rather die than submit.

He slowly lifted the Nine Ghost Halberd in his hand and said, "I will still use the Spirit Transformation of Weapon this time, but this time I will use my full strength. The Nine Ghost Halberd will split into thirty-six different weapons. Once this skill is used, you will definitely die!"

Tang Yin burst out laughing, and said leisurely: "If you have any ultimate moves, use them all you want, who knows who will win, and who will win!"

"Good!" "You take this!" As he spoke, the short halberd in Zhangsun Yuanhong's hands released another burst of multicolored light.

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