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After Tang Yin's head fell off, the two Shadow Clone s pouncing towards Huangfu Yucheng immediately dispersed into mist and disappeared.

"Ha ha!" Looking at Tang Yin's head that was rolling far away, Huangfu Yucheng laughed madly towards the sky: "Feng King died to my hands, haha, Feng King actually died to my hands, haha ?"

The feeling of being able to personally chop off the monarch was simply too wonderful. This matter was enough for him to brag about for the rest of his life. Huangfu Yucheng laughed madly, the sound of his laughter fluctuating in the forest for a long time.

Just when Huangfu Yucheng was about to lose control and burst out laughing, he did not notice that the headless body that was squatting in front of him was quickly burning with black flames.

Without any warning, the headless body's arm suddenly extended forward, straight into Huangfu Yucheng's lower abdomen. Puchi!

The attack was too sudden and too inconceivable. No one would have thought that the headless body would still be able to attack, including Huangfu Yucheng.

Huangfu Yucheng's maniacal laughter stopped abruptly, and his eyes widened abruptly. With an expression of disbelief, he slowly lowered his head, only to see that Tang Yin's arm had completely deformed, turning into a long and sharp blade. The sharp blade had pierced through his spirit armor and stabbed deeply into his abdomen, while the Fire of Darkness had burned into his body through his arm.

This... How was this possible? Huangfu Yucheng could not understand what was going on. He had lost his head, and now he could make a move against him. All the hairs on his body stood up, he instinctively urged the spirit energy in his body to stop the Fire of Darkness from invading his body.

"I've been telling you, if you want to kill me, it won't be that easy." Just then, a voice suddenly came from the forest, followed by the rustling of the grass. A group of people walked out from the forest.

The one in the lead was tall and slender, dressed in a gorgeous black embroidered clothes, with an exquisite jade belt tied around his waist. Looking at his face, he had sharp eyebrows and fierce eyes, he was extremely handsome, and if this was not Tang Yin, then who could it be?

Seventh Young Master Ren Xiao was walking shoulder-to-shoulder with him, and Ah San, Yin Lan, Cheng Jin, and the others were following behind him.

Again ? Yet another Tang Yin? Then, who was this Tang Yin who had been fighting against him the entire time? Could it be ? Shadow Clone? But how could the Shadow Clone split into a clone again?

Huangfu Yucheng stared at Tang Yin and the others, unable to say a word.

He first picked up the severed head on the ground, and opened his mouth slightly. As he inhaled, the severed head started to vaporize from the top of his head, turning into white mist, which Tang Yin absorbed into his body.

"You say that you are a cautious person and you never fight battles without confidence, but isn't this king the same? Do you think that this king only relied on luck to live to this day? Actually, I am more careful than anyone, and also more cautious than anyone else. Do you really think that I would deal with so many Misty Hall assassins and you by myself? "

Tang Yin sucked the severed head into his body, patted his hands, and threw away the remaining maple leaves. Then, he shook his head and said: "People only want to see what he wants to see." As he spoke, he walked up to the kneeling headless corpse and said calmly, "After receiving so many wounds, not a single person noticed that it didn't even drop a drop of blood. Not a single person noticed that deep in Feng Ye's brain, it could still fight a battle that was so lively ?"

As he spoke, he stuck his finger onto the blood on the corpse's body. The blood turned into spiritual energy at the tip of his finger.

It was fake! So everything was fake! Not only were humans fake, even the blood that flowed out was fake. Was this the mystery of the Shadow Clone? Huangfu Yucheng's body trembled as he looked at Tang Yin, and asked intermittently, "Why ? "Why ?"

As if he knew what was asking him about, Tang Yin looked at the pale white Huangfu Yucheng who was trembling all over, then looked down at the arm blade that was stabbed into his lower abdomen which was burning with the Fire of Darkness, he nodded and laughed: "With the Fire of Darkness continuing to enter your body, you can still persevere for so long, you truly are the disciple of the Great Clan Elder of the Divine Pool." Pausing, he took a deep breath and asked, "Could it be that you've never heard of the 'Shadow Fission'?"

Shadow Fission? That's right, this was the legendary Shadow Fission skill, an advanced Shadow Clone skill. It could further divide the Shadow Clone and split it into two clones. Huangfu Yucheng understood everything, but it was already too late, the endless dark flames that continuously invaded his body was quickly burning away the spirit energy in his body.

He gritted his teeth and used all the strength in his body as he roared with a trembling voice, "I can't accept this ? "I can't accept that ?"

Tang Yin nodded, and patted the headless body, and said with a smile: "You indeed have a reason for not believing, if not for the Shadow Clone tonight, I might have been drenched in blood by now, but the same words, this is a battlefield, not a competition, there is nothing wrong with fighting, regardless of whether you accept it or not, now, if you admit defeat, then your life is mine!" Just as he said that, he took out his sword and with a wave of his hand, he transformed his sword into spirit, and the Fire of Darkness began to spread onto the sword blade.

Seeing that he was going to make his last strike, Huangfu Yucheng felt his scalp go numb. His hair almost stood straight up, and he subconsciously looked towards Ren Xiao as he screamed, "Seventh Young Master, save me ?"

Without waiting for Ren Xiao's reply, Tang Yin spoke first: "It's already too late to think of your Seventh Young Master now!"

While speaking, he suddenly raised the Spirit Sword in his hand, and with a pfft sound, the Spirit Sword pierced Huangfu Yucheng's throat, and a sharp light aura shot out from the front of his neck.

Huangfu Yucheng could not say another word, his mouth was wide open as strange gurgling sounds came out, and a strange Fire of Darkness appeared in his throat and burned his face.

This was a fatal strike, regardless of how deep Huangfu Yucheng's cultivation was, he could no longer resist the burning Fire of Darkness.

The Spirit Armor all over his body had disappeared, and a large amount of mist continued to pour into his body without end. From this, it could be seen how deep Huangfu Yucheng's cultivation was, and how much spirit energy he had.

Tang Yin greedily and impatiently sucked in every thread of Spiritual Qi that was being emitted from the other party's body, and absorbed it all into his body. After a good two minutes, Huangfu Yucheng's body stopped releasing the Spiritual Qi, and his dried up corpse fell flat on its back.

This was Tang Yin's first time absorbing spiritual energy so richly, causing him to be shocked. It was only when he absorbed all the last bit of spiritual energy in the air that he managed to retrieve the Shadow Clone with his headless body.

With the return of the Shadow Clone, coupled with the Huangfu Yucheng who had been devoured earlier, Tang Yin now felt his body beginning to swell up. This was the normal reaction of absorbing too much spirit energy at once.0

Ren Xiao looked at Huangfu Yucheng's body and then looked at Tang Yin who was standing there quietly with his eyes closed. He could not help but shake his head. Actually, he had wanted to persuade Tang Yin to let go of Huangfu Yucheng earlier. This person was detestable, and deserved to be killed, but he was Huangfu Xiutai's nephew after all. If he were to kill, the hatred between them would deepen a level, and it would also become harder to resolve. Now, even if Tang Yin were to return it to him, Huangfu Xiutai would have to fight him to the death.

After a long while, Tang Yin opened his eyes, he glanced at the corpses on the ground and said: "Ah San, Ah Si."

"Your Majesty?" Ah San hurried forward and interfered with the greeting.

Then, you can just tell the people in Divine Pool that you wish to find this duke for revenge. Just come at me, the more the merrier. Tang Yin turned around and walked out of the forest while waving his hand: "Return to the city!"

Huangfu Yucheng had died, it could be said that he died unjustly, but in terms of true strength, he was not below Tang Yin at all. He had even used a high level Wind Splitting Avatar to deal with Tang Yin's immature Shadow-illusion Prison, it was extremely effective.

It was just as Tang Yin had said, people only wanted to see what he wanted to see, but Huangfu Yucheng was not an exception.

His carelessness and confidence finally sent him to hell. Along with it, the assassins in Misty Hall also suffered heavy losses tonight, and at least thirty of their elite assassins fell at the hands of Tang Yin's clone.

When Tang Yin brought his group back to the Mayor Palace, a large group of guards had already gathered there. They were clearing the place of corpses and repairing the damaged houses and walls.

"The damage to Mayor Mansion is too severe, it is already difficult to move into. The King should stay in the military camp outside the city!" Yin Lan said in a low voice.

This time, Tang Yin did not object, and looked around at the destroyed Mayor Palace, he nodded and said: "Alright! In the next two days, we will continue to head south. It will also be more convenient for us to live in the military camp. "

While speaking, he turned his head to look at Ren Xiao who had been silent the entire time, and asked: "Why is Brother Ren not saying anything? "Are you worried?"

"Yes!" Ren Xiao nodded, and said sincerely: "I am worried that Elder Huangfu would make a comeback, or even personally make a move. At that time, I'm afraid that I won't be able to stop him."

Tang Yin's gaze became serious, and he subconsciously held tightly onto the Dragoncry Sword that Huangfu Yucheng left behind, and asked: "Tell me, with my current strength, is there any possibility for me to defeat Huangfu Xiutai?"

Ren Xiao looked deeply at Tang Yin, shook his head, and said: "No."

"No chance at all?" Tang Yin raised his eyebrows.

There was still a long way to go! Ren Xiao sighed in his heart, but he did not say it out loud, he only shook his head silently.

"If my cultivation can break through the Spirit Space Stage and enter the illusion realm, then I should be able to have the strength to fight against Huangfu Xiutai." Tang Yin seemed to ask but at the same time seemed to be talking to himself.

To most of the Spirit Cultivator, this was a goal that they would never be able to achieve in their entire lives. Even if it was Ren Xiao himself, he estimated that it would take ten years for him to reach this goal, and breaking through the Spirit Space Stage would require at least another twenty years of hard work. And at Tang Yin's side, it seemed like he could accomplish this goal anytime.

Of course, Ren Xiao also understood that as a spirit cultivator of the Dark Faction, as well as the ruler of a nation, Tang Yin had the ability to break through to the next realm in a short period of time.

It could be said that Tang Yin's spirit cultivation path was unique and unprecedented.

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