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In front of Tang Yin, none of the assassins could withstand a single move from him. Although there were a lot of assassins, their auras were all suppressed by Tang Yin.

Soon after, the assassins that caught up surrounded Tang Yin and Wan Sheng, but while everyone was staring at them, no one dared to go forward anymore.

Just as the assassins were about to attack, retreat and be stuck in a dilemma, suddenly, hundreds of torches lit up on top of the wall, and hundreds of Black Spirit Armor s appeared at the same time like ghosts.

All the assassins' expressions changed as they looked around in shock. The corner of Tang Yin's mouth rose as he faintly said: "I've said it before, tonight, none of you should even think of leaving this place alive!"

This scene allowed the assassins to understand that it wasn't that the other party was tricked by them, but rather that they were tricked into capturing a turtle in a jar. Yuexiu Manor had obviously been on guard since the beginning, and now, it was already becoming increasingly difficult to break out of the encirclement.

"Motherf * cker, your father will fight you to the death first!" In a situation where he had no other choice, one of the assassins roared towards the sky, raised the Spiritual Knife in his hands, and rushed forward from behind Tang Yin.

He had just arrived in front of Tang Yin, and the Spiritual Knife in his hand had yet to slash down when Tang Yin had already turned his hand and stabbed back with the blade. The Assassin secretly thought to himself, what a fast blade, he didn't have the time to slash at Tang Yin, and immediately used his blade to block the attack.

Clang! The two blades collided, emitting a crisp golden sound.

The assassin felt as if a thousand kilograms of force had smashed onto his Spiritual Knife. His feet rubbed on the ground, and only after sliding for three meters did he manage to dissipate the powerful force. When he looked at his hands, his spirit armor had shattered, and blood was flowing out.

What a heavy blade! The assassin had just recovered his breath when he heard someone shout out from behind him, "Be careful!" His body trembled, he anxiously raised his eyes to look, only to see that Tang Yin had already rushed towards him, with both blades aimed at his neck and ribs.

In a rush, the assassin used all his strength to barely block Tang Yin's blade attack. As for his next blade attack, he could not block it no matter what.

A crisp sound was heard. The assassin looked as if he had been tortured by a sword to the waist. His upper body fell to the ground, but his lower body remained standing.

Tang Yin could have taken a person's life in one or two moves without making a move. With such an exquisite and terrifying battle technique and spirit weapon, the assassins all felt a chill run down their spines.

The assassin couldn't figure out Tang Yin's identity, and couldn't figure out where he got such a powerful expert from.

Judging from his skill, he should be a famous celebrity in the world of rangers. However, no one would be able to think of someone like him even if they wracked their brains.

"Who exactly are you? With your Spiritual Martial Cultivation, why are you willing to be an eagle dog with Yuexiu Manor? "

Amongst the assassins, a tall and sturdy Spirit Cultivator wearing a white spirit armor walked out. Her exposed eyes were shining with a bright light, and it was obvious that she was an expert with a deep cultivation.

"It doesn't matter who I am, as for why I am helping Yuexiu Manor, it's very simple, Yuexiu Manor can afford to pay for the money I need!" Tang Yin said with a smile.

"How much did Yuexiu Manor give you? My Wanxiao Pavilion can double ? "

Without waiting for the assassin to finish speaking, Tang Yin had already laughed out loud. He lowered his head and looked at Wan Sheng, who was in his embrace, and said: "Forget about double, even if it's a tenth of the original price, you can't even sell your Wanxiao Pavilion to get what you want!"

If it were any other person, they would not believe Tang Yin's words, no matter what. But since the other party was Yuexiu Manor, the number one merchant, the Jia Hao Clan, in terms of wealth, their Wanxiao Pavilion could not be compared to Tang Yin's.

"From the sound of your accent, you should be People of Huan Country, a dog with Yuexiu Manor that is willing to serve as Feng Country. With your extraordinary body and spiritual force, why would you associate yourself with a scum like Yuexiu Manor? "Aren't you afraid of tarnishing your esteemed self and your ancestors ?"

"I advise you to leave your strength behind and cut the crap. My brothers and I don't recognize each other because of our wealth. Even if you say that you have smallpox today, it will still be hard for you to escape from being the fate of our ghost!"

In order to conceal his identity, Tang Yin intentionally used the accent of his Huan Country to speak at all times. Furthermore, one simply could not hear anything stiff about him, as if he was a People of Huan Country that was born and raised.

"I'm their leader. I'll stay and let you deal with me, but you have to let my brothers leave, what do you think?" The assassin said word by word.

"Haha, turtle in a jar, what qualifications do you have to negotiate with me?" Tang Yin laughed proudly, and said: "What I want is not just you alone, but everyone's head!"

"Please don't push him too far!"

"So what if I force you?" Tang Yin raised his chin.

The light in the assassin's eyes became brighter, and after looking at Tang Yin for a long time, he retracted his gaze, and released Arts of Clairvoyance to scan his surroundings. Aside from the hundred over Spirit Cultivator of Dark s that had already appeared, there were even more Spirit Cultivator s outside the walls of the courtyard. The rear courtyard of the inn was already completely surrounded. He took a deep breath and retracted his Arts of Clairvoyance, then loudly shouted at the assassins on the left and right, "Brothers, this place is surrounded by people from the Yuexiu Manor, and death is inevitable.

"Yes!" Even if we die, we have to drag them down with us! " The assassins shouted in unison, and immediately after, the spirit weapons in everyone's hands began to shine with a dazzling light.

Seeing that, Tang Yin's heart shivered, he knew that it was not good, the other party was going to fight him to the death! Without time to think, he combined the two blades into one, turning them into a sickle. Then, with one hand holding the sickle, he used the other hand to buckle his waist belt and shouted: "Let's go!"2

Carrying 10,000 slots, Tang Yin moved quickly, like an arrow leaving its bowstring, directly rushing into the crowd of assassins. The moment he moved, all the surrounding assassins used Spirit Transformation of Weapon s, and struck towards the center of the group.

It was all thanks to Tang Yin's fast reaction that he moved ahead of time. If he was slightly slower, and was still standing at his original position, no matter how high his cultivation was, he would not be able to withstand the attacks from all around him.

At this time, the sickle in his hand also released a myriad of rays of multicolored light. Completing the Spirit Transformation of Weapon, a gigantic illusion was formed in mid air, holding the sickle high, and facing the Spiritual Knife and the spirit sword which had undergone the transformation. The illusion brandished its scythe, and a loud rumbling sound could be heard. The scattered force shot out into the sky, causing cracks to appear on the ground.

After the illusion blocked the Spirit Transformation of Weapon in front of it, its speed did not decrease at all, and it directly flew into the crowd. Following every swing of the scythe in its hand, miserable screams came from below, and when the illusion passed through the crowd of assassins, they saw that there were severed limbs and limbs all over the ground, and the surrounding area of the assassin was forcibly torn apart by the illusion into a bloody path.

With the illusion leading them, Tang Yin took the opportunity and rushed out of the crowd. When he arrived outside the assassin's encirclement, he stopped and released the attack, turning around to attack the assassin again. At the same time, he shouted, "Kill! "Leave no one alive!"

Under Tang Yin's command, the Hidden Arrow Crew s on the walls and the Yuexiu Manor s outside all rushed into the courtyard in unison, clashing with the remaining assassins in the middle of the courtyard.

The number of people on both sides was not proportional, and neither was their strength.

Dozens of assassins, surrounded by Tang Yin, Dark Arrow, and many other Spirit Cultivator s, were either killed or injured. Before long, more than half of the assassins had arrived, and the remaining assassins were just barely holding on.

The leader of the assassins had the deepest cultivation among all the assassins. At this moment, he was under the combined attack of Cheng Jin and the three hidden archers and was bleeding profusely from all over, unable to retaliate at all.

After Tang Yin killed two more assassins, he saw that the leader of the assassins was injured and in danger. He shouted, "Leave him to me!" As he spoke, he rushed forward with the sickle in his hand.

Hearing his orders, Cheng Jin and his Hidden Arrow Crew immediately disappeared from the assassin leader's surroundings. Before the assassin leader could react, Tang Yin, who had rushed forward, had already chopped down with his blade, straight towards his head.

The Assassin Leader raised his sword with both hands and received Tang Yin's sickle head on. However, his blade was not that easy to receive, especially since the Assassin Leader was completely exhausted from the battle, and his entire body was wounded.

As the scythe heavily struck the sword, the Assassin's leader was no longer able to stand. He fell to one knee on the ground, and the ground beneath his feet caved in. All the wounds on his body spurted blood, splattering far away.

Without waiting for him to catch his breath, Tang Yin's second blade fiercely slashed down again. The Assassin Leader had no strength to dodge, so he could only raise his sword to block once again.

Clank! Clank! With this strike, the Assassin Chief's other leg was smashed to the ground. His calves and knees were completely sunk into the earth, and fresh blood flowed out from the wound, staining the ground around him red.

"Take another stab at me!" Tang Yin bellowed, using 120% of his strength, he slashed a third time, a life threatening slash.

With the third slash, the Assassin's lead soldier and his sword were split in half, and traces of mist rose from the two halves of the corpse.

"Humph!" Tang Yin snorted coldly, he raised his head and absorbed all the Spiritual Qi floating in the air into his body, then, ignoring the other battles, he sat on the ground cross-legged and entered into a meditative state.

Seemingly at the same time, a large group of Spirit Cultivator of Dark appeared in the air around him, protecting Tang Yin who was sitting cross legged on the ground tightly.

Only now did Tang Yin realize that the assassin leader was actually the renowned Wanxiao Pavilion Vice Pavilion Master Xin Boyu. The people who had accompanied him here were all the elites of the Wanxiao Pavilion, with a total of sixty people.

Wanxiao Pavilion's operation tonight was not to assassinate, but to abduct ten thousand miles. There was no meaning for Wanxiao Pavilion if one killed 10000 slots. Only by capturing her alive would one be able to force Yuexiu Manor to stop their siege.

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