Chapter 594 You Won’t Listen to Me if I Speak Nicely...

"Heh..." Tang En narrowed his long eyes and smiled suddenly. .At the same time, his eyes were silent and indifferent.

As mentioned before, Tang En is in a very, very bad mood now. I don't dare to neglect Bamutu, but that doesn't mean anyone can give orders in front of him. It can be said that this old man in green just happened to bump into...

Stepping forward, "I have long heard that the people of the Mad Eagle Tribe are domineering and arrogant, and it turned out to be so when I saw it today. But..." He casually pointed his finger, and bang, the gold-plated invitation that flew back completely collapsed, and Tang En With an indifferent expression, he said, "In front of me, it's not your turn for cats and dogs to run wild. If you don't want to lie here today, get out of here now!"

"His..." As soon as the words came out, the hall was silent for a moment, except for the sound of gasps coming and going. The powerful disciples around looked at each other with shock and speechlessness.

The Kuangying Tribe, one of the few large tribes in the Northern Wilderness, is actually called a miscellaneous cat and a miscellaneous dog...Brother, you are my brother! You are the tyrant in the imperial city! !

"You bastard is seeking death!" he yelled and screamed. Upon hearing this, the old man in green's face suddenly turned as black as the bottom of a pot, gloomy and gloomy. Indeed, as rumored by the outside world, the people of the Wild Eagle Tribe live up to their name, act arrogantly and domineeringly, and do not tolerate any disobedience or offense. Now Tang En's words undoubtedly touched the old man's back.

Wow, the green robe around him automatically moved without wind. He raised his hand and grabbed it in the air. Black energy filled the air, and instantly formed a giant eagle claw that was almost as real as the real thing. It was black, sharp, and frightening.

"Death!" A gust of dark wind suddenly blew out of thin air in the hall, and the black eagle claws stretched out, instantly rising into the air, completely covering the area of ​​several feet around Tang En who refused to dodge.

In the library, "Oh? Is there a fight? The young man is really angry." He murmured in a low voice, and then waved his hand. Bamutu tugged at his few gray beards and fell into tangled thoughts again, "Which one should I start first?" If there is a chicken, which comes first..."

Hall, "Fuck, run!" The powerful disciples around had just come to their senses when they saw that both sides were already taking action. Their expressions changed drastically, and they exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly retreated to the rear corridor.

This is undoubtedly a wise move. They can only rely on their physical strength to deal with women, but when it comes to real combat, it is obviously not good enough. This is obviously a duel between masters. If it is accidentally involved, it would be an injustice to die.

However, no one realized that once the strong wind brought by the black eagle claws blew in front of the corridor, it immediately disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Boom... The huge black claw fell, with a loud bang, and the ground shook.

The powerful disciples who ran into the corridor looked at each other and asked uncertainly, "Dead, are you dead?" This was naturally about Tang En. They had just seen Tang En standing there, refusing to give way, like He was struck by the eagle's claws instantly as if he was stunned.

The tone was so loud, but it was a little too weak... With this thought in mind, everyone turned their heads and looked again, and couldn't help but be stunned. It turned out that after the black air quickly dissipated, there were only five deep scratches on the white stone floor of the hall, and the rest was empty.

At this moment, "Roar!" a somewhat angry roar sounded, followed by a series of banging sounds. The old man in green quickly retreated in the black air, but no matter how fast he turned, he could not get rid of the shadowy figure beside him. Dark shadow.

Shoulders, chest, lower abdomen...the whole body of the old man in green was trembling, and he was constantly hit by the violent storm of attacks. Even though he roared repeatedly and released all his black energy, it didn't help.

In fact, the old man in green was completely unlucky and did not understand the horror of Tang En's close combat. Otherwise, even if his strength was inferior, he would not be completely overwhelmed after one move. Of course, Tang En did not kill him now. Otherwise, if the dagger popped out, the body of the old man in green would have become like a broken water bag or a human fountain.

However, despite this, the power of Tang En's fists and kicks is not weak. Even the pleasure of punching his flesh made him a little addicted, and it became the best way to vent his depression.

Before the black energy of the old man in green transformed into the shape of an eagle's claw, he pointed it through. As soon as the eagle's head came out, it was caught again and exploded with a punch... Quick, quick, quick! All martial arts in the world are invincible, except speed! Under this storm-like attack, the old man in green was unable to attack and defend, and the battle completely turned into a one-sided crushing attack.

"No, it's not..." he groaned. The surrounding powerful disciples looked at the old man in green with disheveled hair and messy clothes in just a short moment. They swallowed subconsciously, their faces filled with disbelief and shock and numbness.

Of course, they couldn't see the way to this battle with their eyesight, but they at least knew that the old man in green from the Mad Eagle Tribe was definitely not weak. However, even so, he was still beaten violently by the Bran man. He was completely incompetent. The look of backhand power. This disparity was certainly beyond their imagination and expectations, and they were at a loss for what to do and couldn't accept it.

"Ah!!!" He raised his head and screamed, his white hair dancing wildly. The old man in green clothes couldn't bear the humiliation, so he decisively broke out in a frenzy and no longer resisted in vain. Instead, his hands suddenly opened wide, and all the black energy came out.

As he flapped his left hand, the rich black energy instantly condensed into pieces of feathery scales, turning into a lifelike black iron wing. The five fingers of his right hand curled up into claws, and once again transformed into giant eagle claws, which were astonishingly sharp.

After the transformation was completed in a short moment, his left wing swept into the void, enclosing the ghostly figure of Tang En, and then his right claw suddenly pressed down, hitting Tang En's head directly.

Tang En's expression remained unchanged, as if he had not seen this overwhelming power, and he curled his lips in disdain: "Idiot!"

In fact, under his high-speed attack, the old man in green couldn't free his hands to make a fatal move. The reason why we are successful now is because we completely gave up defense and acted forcefully. And this kind of approach undoubtedly puts oneself directly in danger, and it really cannot be called rational!

With a flicker of his body, Tang En did not avoid the black iron wings, but instead slammed into them. At the same time, he raised his right hand, and a touch of the strange blood blade disappeared in an instant, just like a chef cutting off a cow...

"ah……"

Suddenly there was a shrill scream, and a figure flew out of the black air range like an arrow from a string, glided more than ten feet, and hit the wall directly... Boom! The loud noise echoed and the hall shook.

The powerful man turned his head stiffly and saw that the old man in green was completely sunken into the wall, his chest was rising and falling slightly, blood was spitting out from his mouth, his beard was stained with red and white, and he looked like he was dying. On the surrounding walls, cracks spread instantly like spiders, and fine stones continued to fall, making a clicking sound...

"Hand, hand, hand...his hand..." A young man from a powerful family noticed something, looked straight at it, and his lips trembled.

Their eyes focused subconsciously, "Gudong..." They all swallowed their saliva, and then everyone discovered that the old man in green's right hand, which had previously transformed into a majestic eagle claw, was now only a bare palm, with all five fingers broken at the roots, and blood was flowing. .

The hall was completely silent. Only Tang En looked around, leaned down and picked up a large piece of Tsing Yi cloth that should have been torn from the battle just now. He picked up the five fingers scattered nearby one by one and wrapped them up.

He came to the wall with a calm expression, grabbed the still intact left hand of the old man in Tsing Yi, put the Tsing Yi cloth wrapped around his five fingers into it, and patted it: "Go back and try, maybe you can still connect it."

The old man in green had weak eyes, and he nodded slightly subconsciously when he heard this. Standing up and taking a step back, Tang En looked up and down and shook his head slightly: "You won't listen if you stand and talk properly. You have to use this posture to be satisfied, right?"

Turning around, walking towards the door, raising his arms: "Bring a message to that Lambit, just say that I'm not interested in his invitation at all. As for what happened today, well, I'm sorry, that's it. Let's go, I won't give it away. !”

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped through the door of the library and disappeared.

Seeing this, all the nobles and nobles in the corridor looked at each other in shock and were silent for a moment. At this time, a voice slowly came from behind, "We've finished watching the show, why are you still here? Let's go."

"Oh, by the way, don't forget to send a message to the Mad Eagle Tribe and ask them to quickly send people over to repair the wall."

After hearing the words, everyone turned around subconsciously, but they only saw the empty deep corridor with no trace of anyone, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Suddenly there was a loud shout, "Are you still reading? Get out of here... Oh, I have a headache. Which came first, the chicken or the egg..."

The lingering sound gradually disappeared. All the powerful disciples trembled, screamed in fear, and quickly dispersed like birds and beasts...

…………(To be continued.)