Chapter 298 Separation of Life and Death...

What is the relationship between strength and vitality?

To say it is directly proportional may be too arbitrary. But there is no doubt about one thing, that is, powerful people have extremely tenacious vitality.

Far away there was Eunice. Even though she was stabbed in the heart, she still walked several hundred meters while chatting and laughing, put on her lovely pleated floral dress, and finally used her remaining strength to melt her body. The closest ones are Twain and Samp.

Let’s talk about Tang En first. I won’t mention the other wounds, just the big oblique wound on his back. If it were placed on an ordinary person, even if he did not die at the time, he would bleed to death several times after a while. But what about Tang En? Although the back was bleeding, the amount was very small. Even in some places, a thin layer of blood scars similar to cicada wings had formed... And don't forget, Tang En was buried deep underground at the time, but even under such circumstances, he still dug the hole with his bare hands. Escape!

Speaking of Samp, his skull was almost removed, and his two lower legs were also chopped off. Although it is not a fatal injury, who should be left in a coma and waiting for death? But he woke up automatically after that, and he still had enough energy to fight... With such incredible vitality, Xiaoqiang would probably have to kneel down after seeing it.

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But then again, since both of them are alive, it means that this battle is not over yet.

Judging from the current situation, Tang En undoubtedly has the advantage. No matter what, at least he still has the parts. So in the next battle, he is destined to be the attacker.

Of course, this is just an advantage. Even if Samp still has half a breath, he is still a half-breathed great magician. Tang En naturally made the stupid mistake of underestimating the enemy. He first distanced himself slightly, and then followed the surrounding ruins to get behind Samp.

When it comes to fighting, it is natural to use one's own strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses. Samp now has difficulty moving, even turning around is a problem, so Tang En will not let go of this opportunity.

Sneak 100 meters, 80 meters...50 meters!

Sigh... The space blade swung in the right direction.

Samp's vision was blurry, and he couldn't hear Tang En's footsteps, but don't forget that he is a great magician of the space system, and he is well aware of any spatial fluctuations around him. That is to say, he is not in the right state now, otherwise Tang En would not be able to sneak around a hundred meters away. From this point of view, he can be regarded as the assassin's nemesis.

Tang En was also aware of this, so he didn't show any surprise. He immediately jumped away, rolled, rushed a few meters and then turned around instantly.

Chi, chi, chi...

Samp still sat there without moving, his hands flying, and the criss-crossing space blades struck straight back.

The power of death is still there! Even though his legs are broken and scarred, how can we underestimate the strength of the great magician? These flying space blades did not blindly follow Tang En's figure, but were released one after another according to a certain return pattern. Some were swung in front of Tang En, and some were even swung in an uninhabited place a few meters away...

What a terrifying and difficult opponent... Tang En waved his dagger but was unable to block the space blade in front of him, and then retreated for more than ten meters, sighing secretly in his heart.

Those seemingly meaningless attacks are certainly not due to abnormal standards. If your eyesight is sharp enough, you will find that these space blades are actually Samp using himself as bait to weave a dense network, and those untargeted attacks are part of this.

As a predator, Tang En naturally feels more clearly that some gaps that seem to lead directly to the bait are actually absolute death places. Once you can't resist the temptation and step in, you will find that there is no space around you and there is no way to escape.

After stepping back a few meters again, Tang En retreated fifty meters away. In an instant, the sky-wide attack suddenly stopped.

"It seems that he is really blind..." Tang En pinched his chin, looked at Samp's back, and murmured in a low voice.

In battle, it is normal for others to take care of themselves and others to take care of themselves. Samp had just lured Tang En in, and Tang En was using this to confirm his suspicions.

Now that it was confirmed that the other party's vision was indeed problematic, Tang En no longer hesitated and stepped into the fifty-meter area again like a ghost.

To be honest, Powers didn't believe that Tang En could resist the great magician. And Tang En didn't think that Powis and the others could stop Oliver. Today's fighter planes are extremely rare and fleeting. Tang En didn't want to have long nights and dreams and be disturbed by external forces. So for a quick victory, he didn't mind paying a price...

Chi, chi, chi...

The space blade, which still seemed disorganized but extremely sharp, struck again, but this time the woven fabric could no longer cover the predator...

There are so many phantoms that it’s hard to distinguish between true and false. Tang En's movement this time was not only weird, but his speed was also extremely terrifying, even faintly approaching his normal level.

The long scar between Samp's eyebrows gradually wrinkled. In terms of authenticity, perception is actually more reliable than vision. But induction requires energy after all, and the transmission will be slightly slower. This shot is actually not obvious. If it is faced with ordinary warriors, it will not be obvious at all. But facing Tang En, who is now extremely fast, it's a bit difficult to keep up...

The consequences of this are also obvious. No matter how flawlessly you weave, it will be meaningless if the prey does not enter at all, or if it enters but escapes for a moment before tightening its mouth.

This is Tang En's countermeasure, which is completely aimed at Samp's shortcomings in eyesight. Of course, he paid a heavy price for this. Don't forget, he has many injuries on his body. Such high-speed traveling and various incredible body movements are destroying his injuries and nerves over and over again.

The injuries were nothing more than a little more bleeding, and the pain had long been numb. But mentally, it is really a heavy burden. The edges of Tang En's vision were now gradually filled with a black halo, and sometimes his eyes suddenly went dark. Fortunately, this was only a moment, and he would be pulled back by Tang En's strong willpower in the next second.

Needless to say, everyone knew that this state of affairs would not last long. However, Tang En couldn't care less. Since the battle came to this point, life and death must be determined in a short time.

It was only fifty meters away. Normally, Tang En wouldn't even need to take a breath. But now, every meter he advances feels like it takes an hour!

Gradually, the old wounds continue to burst... Gradually, new wounds are added again...

Due to the extremely fast speed of the flowing blood, when it falls, it draws out arcs of blood lines in the air. Occasionally, there are pieces of clothing mixed in, spinning slowly and falling...

"Ding!"

Suddenly there was a crisp impact sound, and then something in the field spun and flew into the air.

Opportunity... Samp's blood-soaked eyes suddenly opened wide. Due to the ghostly movement, Tang En was now directly in front of him. At such a close distance, of course he knew that it was the bumpy dagger that was knocked away.

It was gratifying to disarm the opponent, but it was not the key. The key was that Tang En's figure paused for a moment because he was hit by the dagger.

"Death!" With a loud shout, his hands spread wide, his long hair scattered, Samp instantly pushed forward the dense space blades.

At this moment, "Ha!" Tang En suddenly let out a short laugh, walked on his knees, his body clinging to the ground as if he had no bones, and whoosh, his face passed by the blade of space and landed directly in front of Samp.

Can this be avoided? But let me see what you use to attack, fists... No!

Shocked, disapproving, frightened... In an instant, Samp's mind went through several twists and turns, and finally his blurred vision was fixed on the dark dagger more than ten meters away. That was Eunice's dagger, and it was also on the route where Tang En was kneeling and gliding...

puff!

The jet-black dagger penetrated Samp's left chest, and the tip emerged from his back.

Narrow eyes narrowed slightly, Tang En was ready to stir the dagger in an instant and vent his blood.

As mentioned before, when the strength reaches their level, it is all abnormal, and the vitality cannot be simply calculated logically. In addition, there was Eunice's example before him, so Tang En didn't intend to get involved at all and just waited to kill Samp in one breath. But at this moment,

"Roar……"

A violent roar in the distance suddenly shook the sky, layer upon layer, and could be heard for miles. And he didn't know if it was an illusion or something, but Tang En felt a barbaric and domineering force coming towards him!

Oliver...Twain and Samp glanced at each other subconsciously, and both confirmed the answers in their hearts from the other party.

Before anyone could guess, a louder roar came, which almost seemed to overturn the entire city of Liva.

"Boom, boom, boom..." (To be continued.)