Chapter 938 Are There Any Rivals?

Close, close, still close!

The combat method that warriors from other worlds discarded like worn-out shoes, in Tang En's hands, was like an invincible cheating device. {3. As long as you are close to him, the outcome of the battle will be half determined. As long as he gets close enough to use a dagger, that's it,

Suppression, suppression, continued suppression...

Ding-ding-ding, there was a crisp sound from the intensive clashes, and waves of impact ripples continued to ripple. The emaciated worshiper who retreated step by step lost his previous majesty. The long sword that was held awkwardly in his hand was mostly retracted, and the domineering sword light no longer appeared.

Under the shadow of countless daggers in the sky, the long sword across the chest was blocked from left to right, and the support was very difficult. Occasionally he would fight back, but his sword would be intercepted midway. Even if someone breaks through the blockade, it's just because the landing point is not at a critical point. Tang En doesn't care and decisively chooses to exchange injuries for injuries...

"Too slow, too slow, too slow... You are really, too slow!" Waves floated, figures intertwined, and the blood-colored dagger shadow kept striking the emaciated worshiper who was screaming again and again, reaping the scars and blood, wreaking havoc and unstoppable, "It's very hard to block. Well, why bother, no one can save you... why not... go down and accompany your companion as soon as possible, just treat it as an apology, and maybe you can be forgiven if you explain it well..."

"Shut up! You lunatic!"

"hehe……"

Seeing his sword cut a bloody mark on Tang En's waist, he lost weight but did not have the slightest thought of joy. On the contrary, he became more desperate, because it was not fatal, and because he was immediately hit with three swords on his waist...

One sword for three swords, it is self-evident that whoever takes advantage will suffer.

Of course, with the strength of the realm of emaciation, he would not care about these things. What he was afraid of and even frightened was Tang En's attitude. This kind of attitude of sacrificing one's life... is very strange. Very uncomfortable too. After breaking through the shackles of the empty class and becoming a member of the royal family with honorable status. The emaciated worshiper has never tried this kind of fierce and unattainable hand-to-hand combat again. His habit is to show off his chariot and horses in front of him, put on his fighting spirit armor, and then mobilize his fighting spirit power to fight against the enemy... being reserved and dignified.

But right now, dagger attacks, chokeholds, eye penetrations, knee strikes, vaginal leg lifting...this is all a mess!

What makes people feel even more humiliated is that the former, who has lost all his abilities, is actually unable to deal with these messy tactics that look like gangsters fighting each other.

The sword was as fast as the sword, retreating, defending, retreating, retreating, retreating... In just a few minutes, under the breathless and non-stop attack. The emaciated worshiper seemed to have been fighting for several days and nights. He was exhausted physically and mentally, and his psychological expectations were ups and downs. First, he drew his sword domineeringly to avenge his companions, then he defended tightly and occasionally counterattacked, and now he is numb and stabbed. I only know how to protect the vital points. The road took a sharp turn, running straight from heaven into the abyss of hell, and never looked back...

I believe that if there is not a trace of clarity in my heart, knowing that I am not fighting alone, there is still hope for rescue. The emaciated worshipper might have listened to Tang En's "kind words and advice" and simply gave up in order to be happy.

In fact. The painstaking support of thin offerings is still valuable.

Soon, dawn came...

In the water in the distance, the lights of various fighting spirit armors emerged one after another. Haita and others hurriedly hurriedly rushed, and finally they all came to kill them. However, after seeing the battle situation in front of him, his feet paused slightly and his expression was shocked...

If it weren't for the long sword that glowed with red light, they really wouldn't have been able to recognize that the bloody figure with disheveled hair and screams in the chaotic waters in the distance was a member of the royal family with empty-level strength. Looking around his body, the looming ghostly figure flashed crazily with dagger shadows all over the sky. Everyone couldn't help but gasped in unison, bubbles rolling at the corners of their mouths.

I don't know who asked in a trembling voice, "Pa... Where's Mr. Pa?" The so-called Mr. Pa is naturally the royal enshrinement who was killed by Tang En's dagger just now, and then his body was wiped out under the sword light.

Everyone was silent. There was no need to answer this question. Their perception had been covering this area since the beginning of the movement. They could be regarded as witnessing the process of the aura belonging to Pa Lao gradually weakening and finally disappearing in their perception... This means Of course, they knew very well what it was, but they just couldn’t believe it subconsciously.

Two air-level experts, one has disappeared, the other is on the verge of disappearing...

"This, this guy... what is his strength?"

After coming back to his senses, Haita did not answer. The corner of his eye twitched, and he waved his hand: "Go up, surround him!" After saying that, he held the big sword tightly and was the first to rush forward.

There was no doubt this time. After all, Tang En was right in front of him. No matter what kind of strength he had, the worshipers had no reason to back down.

"Haha... Huh..." Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Haita and the others who were rushing over. The thin priest spat out blood and gasped for breath. Then he stared at Tang En's face that was disappearing and appearing, grinning. Very cruel, "Kill me - huff - you can't escape, Tang En, you are dead! Haha, come and kill me -"

"Ha." Looking at the emaciated worshiper whose blood-stained face was unusually ferocious, Tang En's ghostly figure paused slightly, smiled, and nodded lightly, "Okay, I'll grant you permission."

The thin priest was stunned when he heard the words, and then his pupils suddenly retracted sharply, and he saw Tang En's figure suddenly twisted strangely in front of his eyes, flashed, and split into two!

This process was very short, but in the blink of an eye, it looked like Tang En twisted his waist and abdomen, and then pulled out another self from his body - it was not a phantom that was pulled out too quickly, this thinness can be worshiped Confirm that the same is true for the feeling conveyed in perception. The cold breath is a bit weak, like twins...

Naturally, the thin worshiper didn't know about the existence of shadow clone system skills, but he had seen it once not long ago, that is when Tang En succeeded in a surprise attack at the beginning of the battle and instantly killed the middle-aged worshiper. Seeing him again now felt like déjà vu, but before he could fully understand it, Tang En attacked.

Hiss, hiss - the familiar dagger shadows in the sky, the familiar storm-like attacks. The difference is that this time the rhythm is obviously faster and faster! The streaks of bloody blade light rushed across the river, like cutting through pieces of tissue paper without any stagnation. Only a slight hissing sound can be heard, without any ripples or water bubbles...

quick! Too fast!

It feels like a river wrapped three-dimensionally at 360 degrees with no dead ends. No one can catch up with these extremely slashing daggers. There was no time to react at all.

The river is like this. The same goes for the thinning offering. Subconsciously, he raised his sword, and before he could resist, dozens of blood flowers bloomed rapidly on his body and chest, making him look strange and dazzling.

Puff puff puff... puff puff puff...

Like a banana leaf that has been repeatedly beaten and washed in a violent storm, the thin body of the worshiper suddenly trembled and trembled, swaying from side to side, and was instantly surrounded by a large amount of blood spilled from it. All that could be heard was the shrill wails coming from inside, and the long swords being swung hastily in vain. It looks more like a fire stick, with no resistance at all.

"Help, help - save me - ah ah ah -"

The emaciated worshiper knew that he was doomed and fell completely into the opponent's plan. Now there is no other way to survive except calling for help.

In fact, the strength of such a thin man dedicated to an empty-level powerhouse should not be so miserable. Although he is indeed not good at close combat, he is not to the point where he cannot even defend the vital points.

The problem lies in the battle just now. Tang En successfully created an illusion for him, that is, his attack speed and close combat strength are like this, and this is the limit. The emaciated worshiper subconsciously accepted this setting without any doubts. It was impossible to doubt it, because the attack speed Tang En showed before was already perverted enough. But who would have thought. Tang En can still change his attitude!

First, he pulled out a shadow clone with 40% of his own strength, and then suddenly exploded in attack speed. The effects of the two were superimposed, instantly destroying the fragile defense of the emaciated worshiper...

This is not the last straw that breaks the camel's back, this is completely dependent on the change of rhythm, and this poor old man with empty-level strength is played to death.

At this time, Haita and others had just arrived from a distance. The figure paused again. Looking at the companion who was in an extremely embarrassed situation just now but was able to hold on, the situation suddenly changed in a short moment and he was completely reduced to a living target. They couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

"Damn it - take action!" It was Wen Silin. After all, he had the experience of leading five air-level experts to destroy a group, and his mental quality was extremely good. After being stunned for a moment, he quickly reacted, shouted decisively, waved his gun, and stepped forward. People followed the gun and screamed. The blue and purple gun light separated the vast expanse of waves, and lightning pierced out!

It would definitely be too late if he rushed over. Although he might accidentally injure his companions if he took action, he would definitely be dead if he didn't take action.

In this situation, Haita and the others naturally knew how to make a choice. Various fighting lights raged one after another, roaring and charging in, or attacking on the spot. The murky waters suddenly fell into boundless chaos.

Wen Silin was the first to arrive, but as soon as he got close to the bloody battle circle, there was a chuckle next to his ear, "Ah... then!" The water moved, and a mass of flesh and blood blurred the figure suddenly broke through the turbid blood, and pointed towards the purple gun in his hand. Come straight.

Needless to say, this mass of flesh and blood that is not humanoid is naturally the emaciated offering. If he was still conscious, I believe he would have a different emotion about the current situation. Not long ago, he chopped up the corpses of his companions in this way, and now it is his turn...

Fortunately, Wen Silin followed the gun and did not shoot the gun from a long distance. The attack was still within the control range. When he saw his companions who did not know whether they were alive or dead, he quickly retreated, put away the gun, and passed by. I no longer care about the life and death of the emaciated worshiper. Anyway, this is underwater, and it will not be broken even if it falls. With a big stride, the tiger roared and broke into the turbid blood with its gun, trying to hold Tang En back for a moment.

But as soon as he rushed in, Wen Silin screamed and hurriedly exited, as if he was being chased by a deep sea beast, running towards the outside without looking back.

Behind him, swish swish - the bubbles were steaming, the water flow was rolling wildly, stirring the bloody water area and instantly forming an underwater hurricane. In just a short breath, it expanded and spread, greedily grabbing everything around it like an octopus, roaring wildly!

Wen Silin narrowly escaped the hurricane's range here, and the attack from Haita and others was about to arrive. He is worthy of being an air-level powerhouse. After he has the time and space to mobilize the fighting spirit elements of heaven and earth, the power of his attack can only be described as terrifying.

There is no suspense. All kinds of Dou Mang's ultimate moves came at once, and it was just the first contact. The raging hurricane was just a meal, and then exploded with a bang!

Suddenly, the flow of water became completely chaotic!

Bang...bang bang...bang bang bang...

The violent explosions in the deep water seemed strange and dull. However, this does not mean that it is weak in power. In fact, if it were moved to the ground, just one blow would be enough to destroy half of a major military city. Even in deep water, on the river surface more than a thousand feet away, there is now a turbulent rhythm!

If we don’t count the previous indiscriminate bombing of the river by Bai Laozong just to vent his anger, then from the beginning of the battle until now, this hearty blow is the only true attack that Haita and other air-level experts have made happily. .

It sounds a little fun, but more of a sadness... In fact, Haita and others are not only sad now, but also so angry that their livers hurt!

After the hurricane was destroyed and before the surrounding waters were completely messed up, they clearly saw a figure calmly escaping from the chaotic waters and looking over here. Who is Tang En? Although the other party was vomiting blood, he looked very embarrassed and must have been seriously injured. But just by looking at the mocking smile and the distant throat-wiping gesture across the chaotic waters, I knew that there must be no big problem with the other party...

In the first battle, a royal servant was killed - a bad start!

Fighting again, fighting from the river to the bottom, losing a total of three genuine air-level experts - a complete defeat!

Next——Can we still look forward to the next battle?

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Looking at the chaotic waters in front of them, the few people stopped pursuing. This is of course not because they cannot cross this chaotic waters, but because they have completely lost the confidence to pursue, including Haita, who had been the most murderous before, and his face was at a loss at this time.

To be honest, Haita's mind is a little confused now. He doesn't know what happened, or he can't believe what happened. In the two battles before and after, the terrifyingly luxurious lineup under his command, a total of ten air-level experts, almost wiped out half of the group... It's not that Tang En was underestimated. In fact, Haita felt that he paid enough attention to the other party, but the result was always Refresh and subvert his cognition.

Perhaps, it's time to reposition this guy who was slashed away by his master's sword not long ago... Haita lowered his head and pursed his lips. After thinking about it, his expression suddenly became startled.

... With such a record in front of him, on the West Lake Road, apart from his master Wooding, and counting Bamutu, the strongest man in the Northern Wilderness, does he have any rivals?

In silence, an old man worshiping the old man picked up the emaciated companion with bloody flesh, and stretched out his hand to press the latter's slightly heaving left chest. After a moment, the corner of his mouth twitched, he raised his head to meet the searching eyes of everyone, and shook his head sadly.

Hopeless.

"Huh... still, are you going to chase me?"

"Leave here first and go back to the river." In silence, Wen Silin turned around with his gun, frowned and said in a deep voice, "We made a mistake before, we should not chase him under the river."

After a pause, he looked at everyone's confused expressions, shook his head and sighed, "Haven't he appeared yet? Here, we can't sense him at all, but he can easily find us."

When everyone heard this, they were stunned for a moment, and then their expressions all changed. That was the fact. They were in shock and did not notice it. Now after being reminded by Wen Silin, they realized that Tang En had disappeared from their perception again after wiping his throat. This current situation, combined with everything that happened in the past, everyone couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts. They finally realized that this was a trap, and they didn't even know it when they were brought into the opponent's home court...

Grinning, Haita gave a wry smile and sighed in his heart: More than ten air-level experts with all levels of strength and experience were fooled around by one person. Thinking about it, it was really a clumsy scene!

"Let's go, go up first." After a moment of silence, Haita reluctantly calmed down and ordered.

"Wait a minute." Wen Silin suddenly called to everyone, first glanced around, and then said with a hint of bitterness, "It's better to be careful. Tang En led us underwater, and he couldn't let us leave so easily. My suggestion is, well, everyone should form a small circle back to back, and rise and leave collectively."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and then looked at each other in confusion, with the corners of their eyes twitching. How many years have passed, have they ever fallen into such an embarrassing situation, back to back... Are you kidding me, trying to imitate children playing peek-a-boo? !

However, although this is true, as the so-called face is valuable, a life is even more valuable. After just a moment of hesitation, the remaining six air-level experts formed a strange formation underwater, back to back, moving up like hedgehogs.

The atmosphere... well, it's very loving and harmonious...

…………(To be continued!