Chapter 764 Desperate Pursuit and Escape

Tang En is a killer. According to the outside world, he is an assassin.

He could not achieve the heroic and domineering spirit of going deep alone and defeating a million enemies with one sword - that was an unparalleled warrior.

He couldn't strategize and summon meteorites to fall from the sky hundreds of miles away to take the lives of enemy generals with ease and ease - that was a mysterious magician.

All he can do is to be invincible in a one-on-one challenge. No matter whether the target is an unparalleled warrior or a mysterious magician, he will kill someone with every step and spill blood with his sword!

Therefore, in just a short moment, he first teased Brocco at close range, and then simply chopped off Sassoli's hand.

The latter seems incredible, but the reason is not as complicated as Sassoli thought. Tang En doesn't understand space magic, but that doesn't mean he doesn't understand space. In fact, the general method is exactly the same as the record of stealing evidence in the forbidden area of ​​the Northern Temple. It is nothing more than opening a space channel within a narrow distance, crossing the magic shield, and directly facing the magician's fragile body with the dagger.

Of course, it sounds simple, but in practice it is undoubtedly extremely difficult. Otherwise, an old guy like Sassoli, who has lived for hundreds of years, would not be hit directly in a single encounter. Tang En is still trying to figure out this attack method, and the space he can control is still very limited. Otherwise, what he would cut off would not be a hand that was close to his hand, but the head at the back...

But even so, this scene was enough to make everyone present's brains freeze again.

In the flash of lightning, no one could see clearly what technique Tang En used, but Sassoli's severed palm that fell from the magic shield was clearly visible to everyone...

This is the Magister. Whenever he is born, he represents an invincible Magister! It turned out to be only one meeting. He handed over his palm. Moreover, the opponent is an earth-level warrior who cannot fly...

For a moment. Everyone thinks this world is a little too crazy!

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Ten fingers are connected to the heart, let alone a complete palm. After a pause, "Ah——" he screamed hoarsely and howled loudly. Sassoli's indifferent old face was completely abstract and distorted. He had not been injured for hundreds of years and had almost forgotten this heartbreaking pain. Now he watched helplessly as his palm slipped down, and his vision suddenly went dark. He almost fainted.

Tang En couldn't help but tremble when he heard the scream like a drake, and grinned, but his movements were not slow. He sank, grabbed the old hand that was holding the wand tightly, and then stepped on the magic shield with both feet. , with a bang, with the help of strength, the body jumped out diagonally like an arrow from the string.

"Damn it!" Brocco, who had just arrived with a gun, was a step too late and failed to prevent the tragedy from happening. He couldn't grab the palm either, and his expression suddenly became livid. You need to know the various healing magics in the temple. As long as the palm remains intact, there is still hope of getting it back. But now that it is in the hands of the opponent, how can it be easily recovered... He waved his gun repeatedly, instantly shooting countless violent gun lights in the air, and roared ferociously, "Stay here!"

"Haha, let's go, let's go..." With a long laugh, Tang En's exit direction was not randomly chosen. He turned his body several times in the air and ended up in front of the nearest bishop. The latter was staring and opening his mouth, completely in a daze.

Without saying a word, Tang En directly slashed with his dagger, and the blood glowed again. He couldn't break a magic shield at the level of a magister, but there was still no problem with the magic shield held up by a rookie master.

After just a few breaths, there was a loud bang, and the magic shield shattered like a fragile egg shell under the impact of the dense bloody blade light.

Putting away the dagger and grabbing the bishop's shirt, Tang En smiled with some evil intentions: "Hey, let's go, I'll show you what speed and passion are!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the violent wind suddenly hit his ears, "Ah - ah -" Another shrill scream instantly cut through the dusk night sky. The heads and feet of Tang En and the bishop were like comets falling to the ground, facing the biting night wind. Falling rapidly. But where they were standing just now, countless violent spears roared past, but they were once again a step late.

"Where to go!" roared in the air. Brocco, who was being tricked one after another, completely went berserk. He waved his arm and waved his gun. A thick column-like gun light followed the two men's falling trajectory and quickly chased them down.

In an instant, Tang En was in front, and the cylindrical gunman was behind. The speed of the two was almost the same, and they started a desperate pursuit in the air.

Xia Wei'an below wanted to rush over to help, but her expression changed when she saw this situation. The falling momentum of Tang En and the two men was too fierce. Even if they tried to respond, the success rate would definitely not be high. Coupled with the cylindrical spear light at the rear, she would definitely die if she got in!

After hesitating for less than a second, Xia Wei'an gritted his teeth and decided to rush to the rescue. This has nothing to do with anything else, just because the two are still working together. And she has never had the habit of leaving her companions behind!

However, after only a few steps, Xia Wei'an paused in her steps. In the swooping figure in the sky, Tang En was waving to her, gesturing for her to leave quickly, as far away as possible...

This is not about sacrificing one's life for justice and dying generously. You must know that these righteous and awe-inspiring actions are seriously inconsistent with Tang En's style. "Huhu...don't...special...what...the ghost is shouting...the ghost is screaming..." In the biting wind, as soon as Tang En's words came out of his mouth, he was immediately blown away without knowing where he was.

And the person speaking to him, that is, the bishop, closed his eyes and screamed hoarsely, like a pig being slaughtered, and did not hear what Tang En was saying at all.

"Do it!" Tang En looked back. In his vision blurred by tears blown by the wind, the extremely eye-catching cylindrical gun light behind him showed no tendency to get closer. Then he clamped his legs around the bishop's legs and feet, with a sharp look in his eyes, and with his strong waist and abdominal strength, he forcibly straightened the two men's heads and feet.

He slapped him over and said, "I said... stop shouting!" The screams suddenly stopped. The bishop subconsciously opened his eyes and covered his face, looking at Tang En, who was so close, with a look of horror on his face.

"I know I have a handsome hairstyle now... But brother, don't look at it. I don't have time..." After smoothing his hair, Tang En sighed helplessly and pointed to his feet, "If nothing else happens, about fifteen In a few seconds, we will be smashed into shit...Don't shout! You don't want to die either. Right?"

The bishop nodded desperately. "Very good. We have reached a preliminary consensus..." After patting the other party's shoulder, Tang En's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted angrily, "Then why are you still looking at me stupidly? Can't you fly? Hurry up and use your magic!" "

"Uh...yeah! I can fly, I can fly..." he shouted in surprise. Under the fear of falling into pieces, the bishop's brain was completely reduced to a ball of paste. Tang En relied on the rapid changes in his expression and tone. It was easy to control his fragile mind. And in normal times, although the bishop who hates Tang En is unlikely to die together with Tang En, he will at least hesitate and delay for some time, and then the outcome will be hard to say...

Glancing at the ground that was getting closer, Tang En's eyes twitched a few times. He raised his hand again and patted the back of the bishop's head. With a bang, he said angrily: "If you can fly, just fly. What are you shouting about!"

"Yes, yes..." The bishop nodded obediently and freed his hands. His lips were trembling as he recited a spell intermittently. Tang En was nervous as he watched, fearing that he would suddenly break his spell. Fortunately, flying and magic shield are life-saving skills for magicians. Although the bishop was extremely frightened, he still relied on his timid instinct to fear death and successfully used this magic.

In an instant, Tang En felt his body suddenly light up, and his rapid fall was greatly slowed down. But that was all, their figures were still falling... Looking at Tang En's sharp gaze, the bishop waved his hands repeatedly, and explained in fear: "It's not my fault, you really don't blame me... they fell too fast. , plus the weight of the two of us, we can't fly... But if we go at this speed, we won't die..."

Tang En's expression softened after hearing this, and he looked up at the cylindrical gun light above that suddenly approached a lot, and nodded: "Well, I don't blame you..." After a pause, he looked down at the ground about ten feet away below, and squinted. Narrow eyes, "In that case..."

Only then did the bishop see the cylindrical gun light above his head, and his face turned pale. If they continue to slow down at this speed, they will indeed not die, and at most they will lose their legs. But coupled with this domineering spear light, they are definitely dead...

"...Then let's all settle on our destiny!"

"Well?"

Unclamping his legs, Tang En stretched out his hand and pressed the bishop's shoulders. He raised his body slightly and leaned back. Then he kicked out his feet heavily, hitting the bishop's shoulders on both sides... In an instant, screams were mixed with the sound of bones breaking. The figures flew out quickly, one on the left and the other on the right.

Whoosh... In just a short moment, the huge cylindrical gun light quickly pressed down with the shadow of death, but then it brushed past his body, "Huh..." Tang En let out a long sigh of relief, and raised his hand to wipe the fine cold sweat on his forehead. , I was so scared.

As long as you avoid the gun light, everything will be fine. Now Tang En was only a few feet away from the ground. At such a height, even with the momentum that had not yet been removed, it would not kill him. As for the bishop, well, if he had been smarter and hadn't landed face first, he could have survived...

Curl up, land, lean over, roll, standard force-relieving and buffering actions! Then, bang, bang, bang... Like a speeding wheel, Tang En's figure instantly pressed a straight line across the square. The bluestone floor behind him continued to break, and earth and rocks flew. He couldn't stop at all...

Damn it, you underestimated the momentum of this fall... As soon as he hit the ground, Tang En couldn't help but scream something bad. During the rapid rolling, the bones all over the body crackled, like beans under a stone grinder, crushing over and over... The pain during this process is really inexplicable to outsiders!

Finally, after rushing out of the square and collapsing a ruined wall, Tang En was about to stop. Then he turned over on his back, and with a pop, the blood that had been held in his throat for a long time spurted out, and he felt a lot of relief in his heart.

As far as the eye can see, in the dark night sky, Byron and others are scattered across a long distance, obviously shadowed by the scene just now... Sassoli is still screaming, thinking that he can survive this time , this scene of severed palm will accompany him for the rest of his life... Brocco held a spear and patrolled on both sides, obviously judging which one was him and which one was the bishop... The next moment, a figure quickly appeared above the line of sight, rushing Xia Wei'an came over...

Looking down at Tang En, who was covered in blood, grinning and enduring severe pain, Xia Wei'an looked stunned. He actually survived...

"I said... we are comrades in arms after all, so you just watch and don't help?"

Xia Wei'an was stunned when she heard this, then chuckled, leaned over to help Tang En up, and was about to say something when a hand suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. An old hand holding a huge magic crystal staff inlaid, broke. The blood is still dripping everywhere...

With a grin, Tang En handed it over: "Here, your gift."

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