Chapter 120

  Bang, crash - the little servant who was knocked flying smashed into the table, and after falling to the ground, rolled around with the broken wood, not making a sound, and immediately fainted.

  "Ah!" Seeing their own partner being knocked unconscious by the tea customer, other shop assistants didn't understand what was going on and rushed forward in a swarm.

  The commotion in the teahouse also caught Fan Min's attention from behind the scenes, and she walked out with a puzzled expression, asking loudly: "What's going on?"

  As soon as she appeared, the five cultivators stood up together, ignoring everyone else and rushing straight towards Fan Min.

  One of them rushed up quickly and grabbed Fan Min's shoulder.

  Fan Min came from a wealthy family, spoiled and pampered, who had ever seen such a scene, staring blankly as the other party rushed towards her, for a moment she was stunned on the spot, forgetting to dodge.

  Just as the man's palm was about to touch Fan Min's shoulder, a loud shout suddenly came from behind her, and a big man rushed out. This person's hands were like electricity, grabbing Fan Min's wrist first, pulling it back violently, and with her cry of surprise, Fan Min flew backward, barely avoiding the other person's claw.

  "Who are you people? Why did you suddenly attack my family's young lady?" The big man was one of Fan Mian's followers and a master of spiritual energy, and as he asked the question, his body emitted spiritual energy, with his spiritual armor and sword merging into one at the same time.

  No one replied, and the five cultivators simultaneously threw off their outer cloaks, revealing their respective weapons. The five of them then leapt into the air, pouncing on the large man. While still in mid-air, a spiritual armor enveloped his body, and the long sword in his hand transformed into a spiritual sword. Five spiritual swords flashed with a startling chill, stabbing at the large man's vital points.

  That big fellow was quite tough, holding a knife to meet the attack. The teahouse suddenly erupted in a series of crisp sounds, both sides moving extremely fast, only seeing people's shadows darting back and forth, sparks flying as the spiritual soldiers collided, but they had only exchanged blows less than ten times when the big fellow's chest was kicked by his opponent's powerful leg, sending him flying like a cannonball, crashing into the wall with a dull thud.

  Before Da Han could even get up, a cultivator had already rushed to his side, flipping over the bowl in his hand and grasping the sword with his backhand, stabbing down fiercely.

  Plop!

  This sword was stabbed into the back of the Great Han, who let out a miserable cry and died instantly. At the same time, the spiritual armor on his body turned into spiritual mist and slowly dispersed, revealing his true form.

  Kill that big man, and the five soul repairers didn't stop for a moment, and then rushed straight to the back stage to chase after Fan Min.

  There were not a few attendants responsible for protecting Fan Min, but among them, the cultivators of spiritual energy were not many. Seeing that the other party had chased after him to the back stage, more than ten big men with knives came up to block their way. These people were all ordinary household servants of the Fan family, and they were no match for the other party. The five cultivators of spiritual energy simply entered as if there was nobody around, their spiritual swords unfolding, and in just one walk, they knocked more than ten household servants to the ground.

  As Fan Min was about to escape from the back door of the teahouse under the protection of several close followers, two cultivators suddenly shouted and jumped into the air. The two men were extremely fast, and after taking off, their feet stepped on the wall, their bodies almost parallel to the ground. Like two ghostly shadows, they leaped over Fan Min and his party, rushing to the front of the back door and blocking it.

  "Huh?"

  Fan Min was running forward when she was startled by the two cultivators who descended from the sky, her face pale with fright, and her instincts causing her to continuously retreat. However, the three cultivators behind had already caught up, surrounding her and her followers in the middle.

  "Who are you, and why do you want to kill me?" Fan Min was indeed the daughter of a wealthy family, unflappable in the face of danger. Even when faced with such a perilous situation, she could still maintain a calm demeanor on the surface. She looked at her enemies in front and behind, and said loudly: "No matter who sent you or how much money you were paid, I can offer double, no, triple!"

  Five cultivators approached Fan Mian slowly, as if they hadn't heard her words at all.

  Just then, a burst of laughter was heard from the entrance at the back of the teahouse, and someone said: "Originally, your grudges I shouldn't have intervened, but this is Pingyuan County, it's my turf. If I don't take care of things when people are killed in my territory, that would be a bit too much!"

  At the sound of the voice, five cultivators and Fan Mian were shocked at the same time, and they all looked up together.

  Only at the back door, standing by the gate was a person. This was none other than Tang Yin, who had gone and returned again.

  Seeing him, both parties reacted differently. Fan Min was naturally surprised and delighted, while also secretly worried about Tang Yin in her heart. The five cultivators, on the other hand, changed their expressions, looked at each other, ignored Tang Yin, and exerted all their strength to rush towards Fan Min at the fastest speed.

  "Charge!" The several bodyguards beside Fan Min were not just for show, seeing the opponent rush over, they instinctively blocked the way in front of and behind Fan Min, stopping him.

  They are cultivators, and their own cultivation is not bad, but compared to these five people, there is still a significant gap. As soon as the two sides came into contact, two bodyguards were immediately defeated and flew out, crashing into the wall. The other two also only managed to defend themselves, without any strength to fight back, and they were about to fall under their opponents' swords.

  Tang Yin raised an eyebrow at this.

  At this time, he didn't want to cause more trouble. He still didn't know what the other person's identity was or what their background was. If he could scare them off directly, he wouldn't investigate further. However, the other person acted as if he didn't exist and continued to take action against Fan Min in front of him, which ignited Tang Yin's anger.

  Tang Yin was originally brutal and bloodthirsty. His principle was that if he didn't take action, then he wouldn't show any mercy once he did.

  He pursed his lips, and before he had even moved, a black mist burst out of his body, instantly condensing into a spiritual armor. The moment the armor was complete, his figure also disappeared. Before Fan Min could figure out what was happening, a cloud of black mist suddenly appeared beside her, startling her so much that she let out an instinctive cry. When she looked again, Tang Yan had already appeared by her side.

  Huh?

  Fan Min was not a spiritual practitioner, and she had never seen the skills of a dark spiritual practitioner. She was stunned by Tang Yin's Dark Shadow Shift, suspecting that her eyes were hallucinating. While Fan Min was in a daze, Tang Yin didn't idle around. He quickly flashed behind one of the spiritual practitioners, and without seeing him draw his knife, a crescent-shaped spirit knife appeared in his palm, silently stabbing into the practitioner's back.

  He let out a loud cry, realizing he had met a formidable foe. His body hair stood on end as he hastily dodged the attack and counterattacked with a swift sword strike aimed directly at Tang Yin's neck.

  "Hmph! Tang Yin sneered inwardly, taking a slippery step with his foot, his body as elusive as a ghost. He dodged the opponent's reverse sword while flashing to the front of that person, lifting his leg and kicking out fiercely."

  That cultivator's face changed color and he instinctively retreated backward in a hurry.

  He dodged Tang Yin's heavy kick, but he was still in mid-air, before he could land, Tang Yin suddenly appeared behind him, his curved knife slashing down from his shoulder.

  If it were an ordinary person, they would have been unable to dodge no matter what at this point. However, that cultivator's cultivation was extremely deep and their experience rich, with a reaction speed that left people speechless.

  He sensed the evil wind behind him and guessed that his opponent had moved to his back with a dark shadow. He took a deep breath, letting the spiritual energy in his body sink down, and his body followed suit, plummeting downwards rapidly.

  Plop!

  The body of the cultivator heavily smashed onto the ground, not only shattering several wooden planks that were laid out on the ground, but also smashing a large pit into the earth below.

  Before Tang Yin could continue his pursuit, two cultivators of the Yu Xiu sect rushed forward to intercept him and engaged in battle with him.

  "Want to win by numbers? First ask the old man with a knife in his hand!" Along with the sound, Shangguan Yuanwu and Shangguan Yuanbiao also rushed into the backstage, joining the battle.

  These two brothers were respectively against the previous Spirit Master.

  The two of them were top-notch experts who had reached the Spiritual Origin realm, and the two Spirit Cultivators they were fighting against were no match for them. They were forced to dodge and weave under the pressure of their knives, barely escaping with their lives. This was only because the Upper Palace brothers hadn't used their trusty weapons - long spears. Otherwise, their opponents might not have even lasted ten rounds.

  Tang Yin's cultivation was not as profound as the two brothers of Shangguan, but he fought one against two without falling behind. Due to the continuous battles, Tang Yin's actual combat experience was too rich, and the dark system's spiritual martial arts ultimate skill "Dark Shadow Drift" was also applied by him with great mastery, this move alone could already guarantee his invincibility.

  After exchanging six or seven rounds with the two cultivators, Tang Yin glanced at Fan Min's two bodyguards and saw that they had been forced into a flurry of activity by the last cultivator. Their spiritual armor had been torn open in several large gaps, from which fresh blood flowed out, dripping all over the ground. The defeat of these two was only a matter of time, and once they fell, Fan Min would become a defenseless lamb to be slaughtered at will.

  Tang Yin dodged the attacks of two Soul Refiners while keeping an eye on the battle on the other side. Seizing the opportunity when his opponents were fiercely attacking the two bodyguards, he let out a loud shout and threw his knife with all his might, aiming straight for the head of one of the Soul Refiners.

  That man was intent on killing the two troublesome bodyguards, when Tang Yin's curved knife suddenly flew in and scared him half to death.

  It was almost an instinctive reaction that the cultivator hastily bent down and dodged the flying curved knife.

  Whoosh!

  The curved knife swept past his head, taking with it a piece of the spiritual armor on top of his head, narrowly avoiding cutting off half of his skull.

  Ka Cha! The curved knife flew over and stabbed into the wall, with a crisp sound, the entire blade was inserted into the wall, showing the magnitude of its power.

  What a close call! The cultivator was about to take a breath, but suddenly realized something was off. He hastily turned his head and calmly saw that there was an extra person behind him - Tang Yin, clad in black spirit armor from head to toe.

  Tang Yin had already deployed Shadow Drift the moment he threw out the curved knife, moving to the opponent's back. The curved knife flung out in front was merely used to distract the opponent's attention.

  His trick was effective after all. The opponent focused all his attention on the incoming curved knife, but ignored him. It wasn't until then that the cultivator realized something was wrong, but it was too late.

  Tang Yin's five fingers clenched together, his palm stretched straight out, aimed at the back waist of that cultivator, and stabbed down fiercely.

  Even without the Spirit Armor, Tang Ye's knife was already powerful enough, let alone now that his hands were wrapped in an exceptionally tough Spirit Armor.