Chapter 934 I Want to Fight Ten!
The wind and rain are like darkness.
"You heard it, I'm in a hurry, I'm very busy." Looking away from Wooding's retreating figure, Tang En looked at the livid-faced Haita and others, spread his hands, "So - a one-on-one challenge?"
After a pause, he shook his head and said, "Forget it, I guess you guys are not willing, so let's fight in a group."
"Ha..." "Arrogant!" "Junior is seeking death!"
Either they laughed in anger at the slightest hint of anger from the city, or simply and rudely shouted to kill, not to mention the group of royal family members, even Haita and Wen Silin, who were familiar with Tang En, were also attacked by Tang En after hearing this. En's arrogant attitude shocked him. Of course, I was shocked and speechless. Although Wooding is gone, their lineup is terrifyingly luxurious. Not to mention only dealing with you, Tang En, even if he is brought to the frontline battlefield, he is still the pinnacle of power that can influence the situation of a region's battle.
But now listen to what Tang En said... a gang fight? Still in a hurry?
This is a shameless rhythm of risking everything!
However, "One, two, three..." Tang En seemed not to have heard the taunts. He raised his hand and counted seriously, "...seven, eight, nine, ten... eh, exactly ten?"
The eight royal family members, including Haita and Wen Silin, are exactly ten people.
Nodding in relief, Tang En grinned, and waved grandly to Haita and the others, who looked puzzled and looked like crazy people, "Come together, I want to fight ten of them!"
"……madman?"
"Forget it, there's nothing to say...kill him and go support Lord Sword God!"
"Who's coming?"
"Be careful—" Just as the royal family members who were eager to kill were sarcastic and sarcastic, a warning sound suddenly sounded out, and everyone subconsciously raised their heads. A flower in front of my eyes. That unknown face has flashed in front of him. And dozens of feet away. Tang En's figure is still standing on the river surface...
Shadow clone!
No one is good at fighting. Since they are destined to meet each other in life and death, how can Tang En waste his time on talking. Just a quick move, breaking through the rain curtain in an instant and killing him. The dark dagger he pulled out at some point in his hand drew a trace of strange water, and was drawn towards a royal family member behind the crowd, that is, the person with the lowest strength in the field and the general who touched the air. A middle-aged man's throat.
But before Tang En could successfully pass through the crowd. A blue and purple spear suddenly thrust out from the diagonal ground to block him.
It was Wen Silin, and he was the one who shouted the warning just now.
This result is actually not surprising. If you ask everyone in the field who is most familiar with Tang En, it is undoubtedly Wen Silin who was defeated twice by Tang En and suffered humiliation. He knew Tang En's fighting style very well. He had to guard against Tang En's sudden attack and abnormal close combat ability when he turned against him, and he was cautious... Finally, he caught the opportunity!
No one in the field has mediocre skills. In this case, only the spear can keep Tang En for a moment. The masters who reacted can send Tang En completely to hell with one concentrated fire!
Wenslin is very confident about this. He has been holding back until now, and he didn't even deliberately remind everyone to be wary of Tang En's close combat ability before. For the sake of success, isn’t it just for this moment? Is this a calculated and perfect shot?
However, before the ferocious smile could creep up on his face, Wen Silin suddenly glanced at Tang En unintentionally and raised the corner of his mouth. Was this - sarcasm?
Before he could understand, there was a roar in his ears,
"Give it to me!"
Wen Silin was even more confused when he heard this, subconsciously thinking that Tang En was really crazy. The facts are obvious. With such a great opportunity, he has no reason to obey orders, right?
But the real fact is that as soon as the violent roar ended, the spear that was thrust out of Wen Silin's hand stagnated for a moment, with a look on his face that he had seen a ghost in the day, and he watched Tang En blowing past the tip of the spear like the wind...
Wen Silin didn't do it on purpose, and it couldn't have been intentional. For this reason, he can solemnly swear to the God of Light, although the God of Light, who has always been at odds with the Sword God, may not pay attention to him...
I just can’t move!
My limbs, hands, feet, and even my entire body—I couldn’t move!
At this moment, Wen Silin even felt that time had stopped strangely. Just like him, everyone around him was frozen in their movements and expressions, either shocked and retreating, or raising their hands to parry attacks, like dead sculptures. Only in the peripheral vision, Tang En, who looks like the wind, is still moving forward...
Crossing the gap between the crowd, I reached out my hand, and saw a faint blade light, passing over the neck of the middle-aged worshiper. The wind roared, drawing out an arc of blood-colored water, which was relaxed and freehand. Immediately, he rushed forward...
"don't want--"
"Uh... Wuhe... Huoen..." The next moment, the spear pierced the air, and a voiceless scream rang out. The strange situation disappeared, and everyone turned around subconsciously, looking at the middle-aged companion who was also confused, holding his throat, staggering back a few steps, blood spurting uncontrollably between his fingers, and then leaned back Falling down on the river, there was a crash and water splashed...
The scene was silent, and everyone stood there in silence, unable to accept it. They stared blankly at the river below their feet, which only had a few ups and downs before swallowing up the figures of their companions.
One is worshiped by the royal family, and one is a strong man who has touched the threshold of the empty level. Just a simple meeting, just like that... dead? !
Tens of feet away, Tang En stopped his forward movement, turned around and looked at the stunned group of people, chuckled, shrugged and spread his hands: "Don't mind, just saying hello, in the assassin's way."
What is the assassin's greeting? Of course, it is to take the enemy by surprise and strike first! What Tang En did just now was actually the same as the meeting gift Bamutu gave to Wooding not long ago. Even the techniques are similar - Bamutu uses the famous stunt Savage Beast Art, while Tang En uses Shadow Clone and Crazy Slaughter Feast. Getting started is a big move, simple and crude. And the results were pretty good. He killed a member of the royal family in a single encounter...
"Haha, there are nine left..."
Boom boom boom, before Tang En could finish his words, a thunderous sound suddenly and clearly came from the center of the river, and the waves on the water even affected this place. Looking from a distance, the area was completely divided into two, evolving into two extreme worlds. The hazy black clouds violently pressed down in the sky, and the bright sword light rising into the sky below, entangled, collided, and swallowed each other... Although I have not experienced it personally, just looking at this awe-inspiring power, I know that the water area has been completely reduced to Disaster restricted area, strangers are not allowed to enter...
After a pause, Tang En couldn't help but laugh and shook his head, "It's true, the fighting passion of the two old guys is so urgent..." He raised his hand and raised his hand to the nine people including Haita, Wen Silin and others who had come back to their senses, " Then, we juniors can't be lazy. Come on, you won't leave alive today." After saying this, his body flashed and disappeared into the smoke on the river.
"What martial skill was that just now?" Wen Silin suddenly asked loudly.
"Haha... Guess!" Don't be kidding, no matter what, the unknown is scary. So, how could Tang En tell Wen Silin the answer so easily. Besides, Tang En has only recently mastered the skill of Wild Killing Feast, and its power is not obvious. Just now, Wen Silin and others had never seen such a weird martial skill, and they were caught off guard. Otherwise, with their empty-level cultivation, how could they be so easily defeated now? Weak rules stabilize the body.
"Let's go, kill him!" He gritted his teeth. Without any hesitation, Haita was about to catch up with his one-handed sword. However, the royal servants around them looked at each other, their feet did not move, and their expressions were hesitant.
Yes, they were a little scared. Of course, no matter who it is, seeing a master whose strength is not far from his own being killed in an instant before his eyes will give him some psychological shadow. Moreover, the martial arts skills just now were indeed too weird, and they were able to freeze them for an instant. You must know that the moment between masters fighting can determine the outcome of more than ten battles... If this problem is not solved, they really don't dare to pursue easily.
When Haita saw this, his face suddenly darkened, and he asked angrily: "Why don't you chase me? Are you scared?"
"Ahem." After a slight cough, a gray-haired royal priest walked out with a frown, "I'm not afraid, but Master Haita, you have to tell us who this young man is? What kind of strength does he have?"
"Senior brother!" Wen Silin stopped Haita from scolding him and took over the conversation and said directly: "His name is Tang En, he is from the Gray Clothes Army. He is very strong, and his Dou Qi realm is probably around the mid-level air level."
"Just the mid-level empty class?" The royal family ministers were obviously a little skeptical after hearing this. The strength of the mid-level empty class is certainly not low, but there are some among them. With such strength, let alone being able to instantly kill the companion just now, it is impossible to easily pass under their noses...
Wen Silin waved his hand: "I know what everyone is thinking, but he is different from ordinary air-level warriors. He is very fast, has strange movement skills, and is especially good at close combat... Remember not to let him get close, otherwise he will be of similar strength. It’s impossible to escape! So I suggest that if you search separately, you should do it in groups of at least three.”
After a pause, "As for the martial arts just now, this is the first time I have seen it, but it is not a cause for concern. At least it will not be as terrifying as you think. Otherwise, he would not choose to quickly kill just one person." Retreat and leave.”
The worshipers couldn't help but nodded lightly when they heard the words. This is the truth. What they were mainly afraid of was the weird skill that could immobilize their bodies. But now that they have a little understanding of Tang En's actions, they can feel more at ease.
But what they didn't know, or rather didn't care about, was that they failed to grasp the point. The scariest thing about Tang En is not his half-assed Slaughter Feast skill, but his abnormal close combat ability. Although Wen Silin has reminded him of this and arranged countermeasures, he still hid some content after all...
If Wen Silin could tell directly that last time he brought three royal servants to strangle Tang En, but in the end one died and two were injured, and the two who escaped even paid the price of their arms, then these are also royal servants. The strong men will definitely pay special attention to this.
But it was a pity that Wen Silin, who also wanted to appease everyone and prevent them from being too frightened and running away from the battlefield, did not tell this important truth. So from the beginning, the balance of this seemingly disparate battle has actually begun to tilt...
…………(To be continued...)