Chapter Thirty-Eight

  Wu Kui was forced to use a desperate move, making a rolling dodge to the side, barely avoiding Gu Yue's knife.

  He had not yet crawled up from the ground, when Lian Tian's spiritual arrow arrived. This arrow hit him right in the back of his heart, but unfortunately it only shattered his spiritual armor without harming his body.

  However, Tang Yin's eyes lit up, thinking that the opportunity had come, and he stepped forward with a swift arrow step. His palm, which was burning with dark fire, heavily slapped towards Wu Kui's back heart.

  He was fast, but Wu Kuai's Ling armor recovery speed was even faster. Almost in the instant when the Ling armor shattered, he began to release his spiritual energy and repair the broken area. When Tang Yin's palm hit him, the Ling armor on his back had already been restored to its original state.

  Bang! Tang Yin's powerful palm slapped heavily on his thick spiritual armor again, without causing any harm.

  What a troublesome guy! Tang Yin secretly curled his lips. Wu Kui's spiritual energy was deep and solid, and the spiritual armor on his body was also sturdy, as if he had been wrapped in a thick shell, making it impossible to hurt him.

  Wu Kui saw through Tang Yin's intentions, looked up and laughed wildly, saying disdainfully: "You bunch of rats, wanting to hurt me, you still need to practice for another ten years!" As he spoke, the spiritual spear in his hand swept from left to right, simultaneously releasing a wave of energy that spread out like a half-moon shaped true vacuum blade, flying straight towards Tang Yin and Gu Yue.

  The two of them dodged and weaved in a sorry state, Tang Yin leaping high into the air while Gu Yue was crouched on the ground, the Ling Bo barely grazing their bodies as it shot past.

  Against the likes of Xiang Wukui, whose spiritual cultivation was extremely deep, every part of his body was protected tightly, and Tang Ye couldn't find a good solution for a while. He fought against Gu Yue and Wukui together, but still couldn't gain the upper hand, often being left in a sorry state by the other's released spirit waves.

  After fighting for a while, Tang Yin saw that this was not the way to go, he rushed towards Gu Yue and shouted loudly: "You hold him back from the front, I'll attack him from behind!"

  Gu Yue didn't think much, instinctively responded with a sound, swung his sword to meet Wu Kui, and launched a surprise attack from the front. Meanwhile, Tang Yin relied on his agile movements to get behind Wu Kui's back and launched a series of fatal blows.

  Tang Yin had no weapon in his hand, and his Dark Fire was not a threat to Wu Wei at all. The latter simply ignored him and focused on fighting Gu Yue in front of him.

  His carelessness was exactly what Tang Yin wanted.

  It wasn't long before Gu Yue was having a hard time holding on, being forced back step by step by Wu Kui's fierce and powerful spear techniques.

  At this time, Le Tian's spiritual arrow arrived again, and this time, the spiritual arrow was shot at Wu Kui's back neck root.

  As he didn't have a head-on battle with Wu Kui, Tang Yin's pressure wasn't great, and during the fight, he also had the mind to observe in all directions, listening to every sound. When he glimpsed Le Tian's spiritual arrow shooting over again, he immediately realized that his opportunity had come once more.

  He judged the direction of the spiritual arrow first, and then Tang Yin made an unexpected move.

  In the instant before Ling Jian shot, his hand pressed on Wu Wei's neck root first, it seemed like he was helping the opponent block the arrow, but in fact, it was not.

  Plop!

  The spiritual arrow shot into Tang Yin's hand, the force was not reduced at all, directly piercing his palm, continuing to stab forward, and nailed it on the Lingkui's neck, only a "click" sound was heard in the ear, the Lingkui was shattered, and a hole the size of a palm was knocked out.

  But this was enough for Tang Yin's dark fire.

  At the same time that the spiritual arrow shattered the spiritual armor, his dark fire also ignited in his palm, and the black flames seemed to transform into living black fire snakes, which drilled into the broken opening of the spiritual armor.

  Right now, Wu Kui, who was fighting the ancient Yue in front of him, couldn't have imagined that Tang Yin would use such a trick. In an instant, he felt as if he had fallen into a pit of fire, every inch of his skin and every root of his bones burning. The heart-wrenching pain made him involuntarily throw his head back and let out a mournful cry.

  Looking at Wu Wei again, the spiritual armor on his body was still there, but his eyes were emitting thick green smoke. With a dull thud, his massive body knelt to the ground, his fingers curled and drumming against the earth non-stop. In just a few seconds, his cries grew weaker, the spiritual armor on his body gradually replaced by black flames, turning into green smoke that drifted in the air.

  This is an inward-to-outward burn.

  A perfectly fine living being, a skilled spirit warrior with refined spiritual energy, was reduced to nothing but a pile of clothes and the silver gun that had returned to its original form in just a few seconds.

  Everyone present was stunned, whether it was Ning Bing or Feng Bing, they were all shocked by the scene in front of them, and their souls did not return for a long time, including Gu Yue and Le Tian.

  Ke Tangyin didn't go into a daze, and the spiritual energy transformed from Wu Kui was a rare feast for him.

  He took a deep breath, and the floating spiritual energy in the air poured into his body through his nostrils and pores all over his body.

  Perhaps the sudden absorption of spiritual energy was too much, Tang Yin's body was also somewhat unable to support it, his body violently trembling, slowly bending down, his entire figure curled up like a cooked shrimp. He slowly grasped the silver spear left by Wu Kui, hung his head and paused for a while, then suddenly straightened his body and let out a loud roar towards the sky.

  A loud voice like thunder, shaking one's ears and making them deaf.

  At the same time, a thick black mist emanated from his body, enveloping him and his gun, condensing into a solid in an instant. The black air condensed into a pure black armor with a metallic luster on his body, tightly wrapping around him. Moreover, the silver gun in his hand also changed after merging with the black air, its silver color replaced by black, with a three-foot-long curved blade protruding from the tip of the gun. With a cold gaze, what Tang Yuan held in his hand was no longer a gun, but rather an oversized scythe, the scythe of the god of death!

  Wow!

  He dragged his scythe and stepped forward, his spiritual armor treading on the stone blocks of the city wall, making a crisp sound.

  He slowly raised his head and looked at the Ning army in the distance.

  It wasn't until then that people discovered his eyes had turned a pure black, without any whites, or rather, his whites had been covered by the rolling black fog in his eyes.

  "Kill——"

  Tang Yin's sudden loud shout, the scythe in his hand swung out horizontally, and for a moment, the sound of the blade breaking armor and cutting flesh was continuous. The first row of Ning soldiers in front of them did not have a single survivor, all were cut in two.

  The scarlet blood stained the ground red, making the stone bricks on the ground look like they had been washed with red water.

  "Ah……" It wasn't until then that the Ning soldiers came to their senses, and they simultaneously retreated backwards, but the city wall was just so wide, where was there room for them to retreat? Along with several miserable cries, the row of Ning soldiers at the back were squeezed off the city wall and fell directly down.

  "Haha!" Tang Yin laughed loudly, his black sickle flashing out again, this time cutting down the Ning soldiers like they were grass, the swift and fierce blade light occasionally accompanied by a surge of spiritual energy.

  At the same time, Tang Yin's cultivation has undoubtedly reached a higher level, achieving the spiritualization realm. Of course, all of this is thanks to Wu Wei's efforts; without him, Tang Yin's spiritual energy would not have surged so suddenly and violently.

  He went crazy with consecutive knife strikes, even Gu Yue didn't dare get too close.

  He quickly retreated to Yue Tian's side, watching Tang Yin slaughter the Ning soldiers like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. He took a deep breath and said to Qiu Zhen: "Is he... an Ancestor of the Dark Cultivation?!"

  Qiu Zhen saw that Tang Yan's spiritual energy had made a breakthrough, and he was more excited than anyone else. He watched with great interest as Tang Yan slaughtered his way through the enemy lines, and replied casually: "That's right! What of it?"

  Gu Yue bit her lip and remained silent.

  In the eyes of most Radiant Spirit Warriors, Dark Spirit Warriors are enemies. Although Tang Yin is in the same camp as him and faces a common enemy, it does not mean that he has no hostility towards Dark Spirit Warriors.

  Feeling the unusual silence of Gu Yue beside him, Qiu Zhen finally came back to his senses, withdrew his gaze and turned his head to look at Gu Yue.

  Just by looking at the expression on his face, he could guess Gu Yue's thoughts roughly. Then, he took a look at Le Tian, who had no expression on his face, but his eyes revealed a sharp light, staring straight at Tang Yin.

  Qiu Zhen sighed and asked Gu Yue, "Gu Yue, what's the difference between a Dark Cultivator and a Bright Cultivator?"

  The ancient Yue frowned and said in a cold voice: "Is it not vicious to cultivate by sacrificing others?"

  Qiu Zhen shrugged and said: "Tang Ge killed an enemy!"

  "What if there were no enemies?"

  Qiu Zhengyan said: "I only know that Brother Tang is now fighting bravely for the country, while you are standing behind and speaking cold words!"

  Gū Yuè heard this and his face changed color, his expression also becoming gloomy.

  Before he could speak, Qiu Zhen continued: "In fact, there is no difference in the way of cultivation. The only difference lies in the cultivators themselves. If the light system's spiritual martial arts were learned by evil people, wouldn't it also become a disaster that harms one side? If the dark system's spiritual martial arts were learned by upright and honest people, couldn't they also bring benefits to the country and its people? In today's chaotic world, why bother with the distinction between light and dark systems?"

  Gu Yue seemed lost in thought, he looked up and gazed at Tang Yin who was fighting ahead, asking: "You say he is a straightforward and upright person?"

  Qiu Zhen smiled and shook his head, saying: "What kind of person is Tang Da Ge, I can't simply comment on it. However," as he spoke, his eyes became deep and profound, and the words he had overheard between Tang Yin and Wu Mei flashed through his mind. He took a deep breath and continued: "However, in my opinion, he is a man worth my efforts to follow, and I also believe that being with Tang Da Ge will definitely allow me to achieve great things!"

  Gu Yue gazed at him for a long time without saying another word, and instead resumed the completion of the Spirit of Soldiers, meeting those Ning soldiers who were still climbing up the city walls in an endless stream.

  The siege lasted from morning to noon, with the Ning army's offensive finally weakening. Of the 50,000 troops they had committed to the attack, more than half were killed or wounded. The Feng kingdom also suffered heavy casualties, losing nearly a third of its men. The walls and grounds were littered with severed limbs and bodies piled high like mountains, with blood flowing like rivers and filling the air with a nauseating stench.

  After fighting till now, soldiers on both sides have been exhausted. For both the enemy and us, what's left is only suffering.

  PS: Sorry everyone, I'm late with the update today! Please forgive me. It will be explosive on February 21st! I recommend a great new book "Yi Jin Jing" Book number: 131187!

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