Volume 10 Chapter 690

Chapter 690

Hong Tian also understood that a thousand men could easily win against one man, but the key point was that there were not a thousand men in the mountain stronghold now. Many brothers had been sent out to surround Ancheng. At this time, except for the brothers who were killed, the rest were here.

He ignored the roar of his men, smiled, and bowed to Tang Yin and said, "If you want money, just tell me the amount. Even if I have to dig three feet in the ground, I will get it for you. If you want a woman, that's easy. There are ready-made women in the mountain stronghold now, tall, short, fat and thin, you can choose whatever you want."

Speaking to this extent, he was also the greatest courtesy. However, Tang Yin laughed as if he had heard a very funny joke. After a while, he stopped laughing and said, "What if I just want your lives?"

Hong Tian's face suddenly darkened, and he said coldly, "If that's the case, we can only fight to the death. Although the senior's spiritual martial arts are powerful, we are also outnumbered. If we really have to fight to the death, we don't know who will win in the end!"

"Then let's try it!" While speaking, Tang Yin suddenly jumped out in a flash, jumped directly in front of Hong Tian, ​​swung his sickle in a circle, and chopped at his head.

What a fast body movement! What a fast knife! Hong Tian didn't even have time to complete the spiritual armor and the spiritual transformation of the weapon, and Tang Yin's knife had already landed on his forehead. Hong Tian subconsciously screamed, and rolled out sideways, narrowly avoiding Tang Yin's knife.

Tang Yin put away the knife, swept it sideways, and chopped Hong Tian's head diagonally. Seeing the edge of the sickle slashing at the back of Hong Tian's head, the latter was still lying on the ground. At this time, two spiritual practitioners swung their spiritual swords at the same time to block Tang Yin's sickle.

There was a crisp sound in the ear. The two spiritual swords blocked the sickle, but they were also cut off by the edge of the sickle.

Taking advantage of the gap when the sickle was blocked, Hong Tian rolled to the side for a long distance, then got up from the ground, and at the same time covered himself with spiritual armor and spiritualized the double hammers in his hands.

On weekdays, Hong Tian was used to being domineering. When had he ever suffered such grievances? He was furious and roared: "Brothers, come together, either he dies or we die today!"

"Kill——" With his order, the bandits of Shuangtou Mountain began to launch a joint siege on Tang Yin.

There were more than 300 people in total, including many spiritual practitioners. If it were someone else, it would be difficult to deal with them, but for Tang Yin, such a battle was like child's play compared to the battlefield with thousands of troops.

The first to attack him were several rangers, among whom a woman was the most ferocious. She held a pair of spiritual short swords and attacked Tang Yin repeatedly, each of which was aimed at his vital points.

At first, Tang Yin only parried and did not fight back. He saw the interval between the opponent's attacks, seized the opportunity, and suddenly attacked with a heavy punch, hitting the woman's chest.

His punch was fast and fierce, and the woman screamed in fear and instinctively pulled back. Tang Yin was unyielding and followed up with a quick step, turning his fist into a palm and chopping her face.

The woman had no choice but to hold up the short sword and use the sword tip to block Tang Yin's palm knife, trying to force him to retract his palm. However, Tang Yin's palm was just a false move. His palm sank down and penetrated directly into the gap between the two swords.

Puff! His fingertips were piercing the woman's chest. The spiritual armor of the Spirit God Realm was too hard and too sharp, especially the spiritual armor at the fingertips, which was sharper than a knife. With a muffled sound, the spiritual armor on the woman's chest was instantly pierced, and Tang Yin's entire palm was immersed in her chest.

The woman screamed and fell on her back, breathing more than breathing in, and it was obvious that she was dying. Seeing her tragic death under Tang Yin's hand knife, several rangers around screamed in unison, with red eyes, and attacked Tang Yin like crazy.

Tang Yin laughed loudly, waved his sickle calmly, and responded calmly.

The two sides fought for only three rounds, and one of them had his legs hooked by Tang Yin's sickle. With a click, the man's legs were cut off alive. Because the knife was too fast, his body had already fallen to the ground, but his legs were still standing.

The man rolled on the ground in pain, and blood spilled a lot. Tang Yin stepped forward quickly and kicked him in the abdomen fiercely. The man flew out sideways like a ball and hit another ranger.

The two of them fell down and rolled into a ball. Before they could come to their senses, Tang Yin had already caught up with them like a shadow, using his knife as a gun and stabbed straight down.

Puff! Two lives were stabbed. The knife pierced through the bodies of the two men and nailed them to the ground. The two men had no time to struggle. The dark fire had burned all over their bodies, and the white spiritual energy was emitted into the air.

Tang Yin did not stop for a moment. He held the knife in one hand and lifted it up with force, picking up the bodies of the two men hanging on the knife. Then, he swung his arm and threw the bodies into the crowd.

The two bodies had just knocked down several people when Tang Yin arrived. He swung his sickle, slashing, stabbing or picking. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen wronged souls were added under his sickle.

The more the battle went on, the more spiritual energy gathered in the air, and the more excited Tang Yin became. The green light flashing in his eyes was like two green light bulbs. As his figure moved quickly, the green light drew two long green rays in the night sky.

In the eyes of the bandits, this was no longer a human, but a green-eyed demon!

The rangers who were frantically besieging Tang Yin did not hold out for long, and were soon killed by Tang Yin. Next, he locked his target on the ordinary bandits.

These people were no match for Tang Yin. Under Tang Yin's vicious and brutal killing, only a hundred of the three hundred bandits were left, and they were all scared and dared not fight anymore. They fled in all directions like a pile of loose sand.

Tang Yin was in the mood to fight, and when he saw the opponent fleeing in all directions, he didn't think twice and chased them out with Shadow Drift.

On the hillside, the screams of the bandits came one after another, and the screams on this side had not yet fallen, and the screams on the other side started again. Sometimes they were several meters apart, and sometimes they were dozens of meters apart. If someone who didn't know the inside story saw it, they would think that there were a large number of spiritual martial arts masters chasing the bandits together!

It was unknown how long the chase lasted until there were no more living people within Tang Yin's perception range. He stopped and took a rest while absorbing the scattered spiritual energy floating in the air.

After a short rest, he suddenly remembered that he had been fighting for so long but had not seen where the bandit leader Hong Tian ran to. He thought about it, then picked up the sickle and ran quickly towards the mountain stronghold on the top of the mountain.

At this time, the gate of the stronghold had been closed. On the wall of the stronghold, there were dozens of bandits holding bows and arrows. Seeing Tang Yin rushing over, the bandits raised their arrows and shot without saying a word.

Clang! Tang Yin waved his sword to block several arrows, but there were still arrows that penetrated his sword curtain and nailed him hard. With the spiritual armor protecting his body, the sporadic arrows could not hurt him, and could only slightly block his forward figure.

He sneered in his heart that the bandits did not know how to live or die! Tang Yin performed Shadow Drift when he was still ten meters away from the wall of the stronghold and flashed directly to the wall of the stronghold.

The bandits on the wall were frightened by Tang Yin who suddenly appeared beside them. Some of them threw away their bows and arrows, hugged their heads, and turned around to run into the village. The other bandits still had some backbone. Although they were afraid, they still drew their steel knives and fought with Tang Yin.

Unfortunately, the difference in strength between the two sides was too great. They were not even enough to fill Tang Yin's teeth. Before even a minute had lasted, dozens of bandits had all fallen. Some bodies were hanging on the wall of the village, and some bodies fell under the wall of the village.

Tang Yin deliberately showed mercy and left one alive. He put the edge of the sickle on the man's neck and asked in a flat tone: "Tell me, where is Hong Tian now!"

The bandit pretended to be calm and said to Tang Yin with a grin: "You bastard, even if you kill me, I won't tell you!"

Tang Yin didn't have time to waste with him. He sneered, flipped his palm slightly, and heard a sand sound. The sickle cut off the bandit's left ear.

"Ah..." The bandit screamed, holding his severed ear with both hands, trembling with pain, blood gushing out from the gaps between his fingers.

"If you don't tell me, I will cut off your other ear, dig out your eyes, cut off your nose, chop off your tongue, I have plenty of ways to make you want to live but not die!" Tang Yin approached the bandit, their noses almost touching.

At such a close distance, the bandit could see his green eyes more clearly, and his heart became more and more panicked.

He believed Tang Yin's words completely, and even in his opinion, there was nothing in the world that this green-eyed demon couldn't do. His pretended momentum softened instantly, and he said in a trembling voice: "General... General should have gone to the treasure house..."

"Where is the treasure house?"

"Just... just behind the hall..." As he spoke, the bandit stretched out his bloodstained hand and pointed into the mountain stronghold. Tang Yin took a look, and then asked no more questions, stood up, and without warning, stepped on the bandit's head.

Crack! With the sound of skull cracking, the bandit's brain spurted out, and he died without even a scream.

What the bandit said was true, Hong Tian did go to the treasure house.

Just now, outside the mountain stronghold, he witnessed Tang Yin's horror with his own eyes. He knew his own strength. With his spiritual martial arts, he was not his opponent, even if ten of himself were tied together, he might not be able to beat him.

Rather than waiting to die, it is better to escape and save his life first.

While Tang Yin was fighting with the bandits below, Hong Tian quietly withdrew from the battlefield and returned to the mountain stronghold. Even if he wanted to run, he couldn't run empty-handed. He had to take away the treasures he had worked so hard to earn.

In the treasure house, the bandits of Shuangtou Mountain had accumulated a lot of gold, silver and jewelry. Although they were not piled up like mountains, they could at least be considered rich.

After entering the treasure house, Hong Tian wanted to take everything and was reluctant to throw away anything. He threw away his double hammers, found a sturdy empty box, and desperately stuffed the gold, silver and jewelry into it.