Tang Yin ran down from the horse with a clear roar. The horse whip in his right hand drew a circle and put on a hijab. He shook his right hand, and the "brush" flew upwards, and his left hand suddenly stretched out, as fast as lightning.

A black-clad killer tightened his wrist and was already trapped by Tang Yin. He quickly turned his wrist backwards, trying to break free from Tang Yin's captured hand with a "small capture hand".

But he was already one step late. Tang Yin pulled his left hand and twisted it. With a "click", the man's right arm was pulled down by him and threw it to the side.

Pulling a person's arms out of his body is not something that humans can do, but Tang Yin did it.

The three subordinates of Bat Prince attacked one person at the same time, but they were not only able to resolve it by the other party with one move, but also took advantage of the opportunity to counterattack and hurt himself. If they had not seen each other in person, no one would have believed this situation.

Tang Yin had experienced too much about this kind of siege. He originally thought he would not have any strange feeling anymore.

But he was wrong. These more than ten people were really extraordinary. When they faced them, a long-lost refreshing feeling rose in Tang Yin's body.

He liked this feeling. The stronger the enemy, the stronger his feeling. He became more and more interested in the Bat Young Master. It is not difficult to hear from the tone of these people that there are stronger top ten killers on these people, and there are Bat Young Master on the top ten killers.

He has been searching for an unparalleled master, and he thought he had found it.

There is no longer time for him to think more, like a sudden rain, nine weapons are launched together, and like lightning in the rain, all of which are hitting Tang Yin on the horse.

He had no choice but to accept all the distracting thoughts, almost instinctively, with a clear whip, throwing away the horse whip in his hand, and two scimitars danced suddenly.

In an instant, the quiet valley suddenly became turbulent. The trees on both sides of the path were swept by the sound of wind brought by the weapons of these first-class masters, and the leaves of the forest flew down.

Tang Yin used his extremely graceful moves and powerful strength to deal with these nine weapons. It is important to know that with few enemies, the most important thing is to find gaps in the enemy's weapons with the convenience of his own body, so that the enemy's weapons can collide with each other, and then take advantage of the opportunity to counterattack.

While speaking, Tang Yin used a flying dragon in the sky. His body jumped high, and two scimitars blasted heavily at a man in black. The man in black subconsciously raised his knife to block it. When he clanged, the crisp sound almost broke the man's eardrum. Tang Yin's knife cut off the man in black's weapon. As well, his entire arm was cut off.

The man in black was stunned for a while before he realized that he was coming. A scream like a pig was heard. Tang Yin's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he cut off the man's head without mercy.

Tang Yin snorted inwardly: "Vulnerable." As soon as he finished speaking, a sword flashed in front of him. Three powerful men waved their long swords and rushed towards him. The swords were shook three times, and they cut Tang Yin into three upper, middle and lower lines.

"It only takes one move to kill you like this." Tang Yin suddenly stretched out his subway palm, his five fingers were like hooks, and he pinched the tip of a long knife. His wrist was shocked. The big man holding the knife could no longer hold on to the hilt of the knife, and retreated. Tang Yin pushed his arm, and the hilt was urgently placed on the "Jiangtai" hole in his chest. He heard him screaming and turned over and fell.

The other two big men shouted angrily, and two long swords, one left and one right, slashed at Tang Yin's left and right shoulders like a cross-cutting. The sword light flashed like lightning.

Tang Yin bent down and made progress, and suddenly drilled out from two long swords. He bumped his right elbow and groaned a big man on the left, shrinking his whole body into a ball, and he could no longer straighten his waist. With a move of his left palm, he quickly grabbed the wrist of a big man on the right and twisted it, throwing the black man who weighed more than 100 pounds diagonally, throwing the taller and thinner man in black.

The taller and thin man in black snorted coldly, slid three feet away, stretched out his right palm, gently lifted the man flying in the air, and gave him a lightly. The man flipped over the air and landed on the ground with a thump, looking straight ahead, and was so scared that he had not yet returned.

Tang Yinmu pressed the tip of the knife, raised the index finger below, turned the long sword over, and the hilt fell into his palm. His long sword was in his hand, like a tiger's wings, shouted fiercely, and said, "You dare to ruin my good things."

The man said with a slight eyebrows, "I'll give you another chance. If you go with us honestly now, you won't be killed."

Tang Yin sneered, "I will go to see Mr. Bat, but I have to send you little thieves back to your hometown first." His body suddenly jumped up obliquely, kicked the big man in the air and kicked him on the back.

The man was still in shock just now, and was even more shocked. He turned over and threw himself to the ground, avoiding his leg. However, Tang Yin had already turned sharply and the scimitar was put into the scabbard. The iron palm was like a claw, grabbed the man's ankle, shaking his wrist, and the man exclaimed without saying anything, but he turned sharply like a windmill by him.

The taller and thin man in black changed color and said, "What a vicious bastard, he actually uses the most shield of human flesh."

Tang Yin laughed wildly and said, "If I don't treat people badly, others will be badly abused me!" With a crazy laugh, he rushed out like lightning.

The big men holding steel knives saw that their companions were robbed by him and were afraid of being afraid of being attacked.

At this time, Tang Yin shouted loudly: "Those who block me will die!" He rushed out all the way, and the crowd suddenly became chaotic, and he killed a bloody path.

The thinner leader said in a deep voice: "The fifth brother is dead, what are you still concerned about?"

Two big men with swords jumped up in response, swung their long sword quickly, and slashed at the man who was dancing in Tang Yin's palm. The sword was strong and powerful. The two men actually cut their companions into three pieces with one knife! The light of the sword flashed, blood splattered.

Tang Yin shouted loudly and threw out half of the corpse in his palm with all his strength, hitting the face of a big man. The big man was covered in blood and exclaimed in surprise. He suddenly remembered that the half of the corpse was his own living companion a moment ago. He felt a sense of disgust in his chest, and threw away the long knife in his palm, and ran out vomiting all the way, like madness.

Tang Yin rushed into a sword light like a fierce tiger, bare hands and fisted to the enemy, and more than a dozen long swords made of refined steel were met. However, when the figure flashed, he exclaimed endlessly. In an instant, three more big men were twisted off their necks. Although his apprentice Feng Taishan was not as good as Tang Yin, he still had no problem protecting himself.

The leader in black who had never taken action had a gloomy face, cursed angrily: "Baste!" Amid the angrily cursing, his palm suddenly sank, and he waved a large slash: "Do it all out." The blade was pressed against the ground, with a sharp and sharp whistling sound, dragging a deep scratch, and roaring and rushing towards the crowd quickly.

Tang Yin knew that this man was the leader of the man in black, but he did not capture the thief and the king, and he didn't even want to fight with this man.

He shook his wrist and pulled the slashing sword away: "You can't die, I want you to take me to see the bat boy you."

"See your mother." The leader of the man in black cursed, and his subordinates' slashed his horse-slaying sword quickly.

Tang Yin blocked the fierce attack of the leader of the black man with one hand and fought with the remaining man with the other hand. He smiled easily and said, "If I had known me, I would have killed her long ago and could have kept it until now."

Tang Yin said it easily, but the leader in black sounded like a heart. He gritted his teeth and cursed: "Die**."

**?!Tang Yin smiled happily: "This sounds much better than a bastard. Just by your words, I will save you a life."

As he said that, he shook his arms and waved the two scimitars of the waning moon. When the two steel knives of the two men in black were slashing at him, his figure first easily retreated backwards to avoid his sharp edge. Then, he rushed forward like lightning. No one saw how he used his sword. The two scimitars had pierced the chests of the two men in black.

Then, his wrist flipped, his arms struck aside, and he pounced! The scimitar spread the chests of the two men, and the blade tilted again, and the two broken heads fell to the ground with a rumbling sound.

Fortunately, the two lives that had just passed away in a blink of an eye. The remaining man in black screamed, and the offensive was even more intense than before.

In the midst of the random swords, a knife suddenly fell down, and the blade cut a large hole of more than 20 cm on Tang Yin's back. It made people look so angry that the blade of the flesh turned out quickly, dyeing his back red. In an instant, Tang Yin's eyes suddenly turned blood red. He licked the blood on the scimitar with the tip of his tongue, and said with a wicked smile: "What a sweet human blood."

"Bastard." The leader in black cursed and instantly shot seven or eight swords. Tang Yin was elegant in body, so he easily avoided the seven or eight swords. Then he kicked heavily and hit the former's butt. With a clack, the leader in black was kicked to pieces, and his whole person flew three or four meters away. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would even think that he was hit by a train of high-speed trains.

He was about to get up and fight again, and then a tender face came over: "I said I would save your life, so you can stay for me." Seeing that the other party's tone was wrong, the leader in black couldn't help but shout, "You little bastard, what do you want to do?"

The man with a tender face showed a sinister smile like Tang Yin: "Let you have a good rest." Before he could speak again, the young man slashed his neck with a knife. The black-clothed leader rolled his eyes and fainted.

About half an hour later, when he woke up again, he was tied up and lay on Tang Yin's back. As for his subordinates, they were all cut to death by Tang Yin's random swords. Although those people's martial arts were first-class, they were still slightly inferior to Tang Yin, a martial arts genius.

"Where am I?" the leader in black asked, struggling.

Tang Yin didn't say anything, and a faint smile always hung on his face.

At this time, another voice next to him answered: "Idiot, you are in our hands."
Chapter completed!