Chapter 781 A Confusing Battle

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He breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "Huh... beautiful madam, thank you. I think this will be the best work in my life!"

The elegant young woman covered her mouth in surprise: "Ah, it's finished? Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything else. You are the fastest painter I have ever seen."

Shrugging, "Maybe it's because it's not my first time painting..."

"kindness?"

"After one glance for thousands of years, Madam's figure has been reflected in my heart thousands of times. I just painted it again."

"Uh, hehe..."

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This flower girl... Tang En quietly stood aside, watching speechlessly as this wandering painter took advantage of the opportunity to appreciate the paintings together, getting close to the elegant young woman, and making witty remarks from time to time, making the beautiful woman arch her eyebrows and chuckle, and her flower branches trembled. I couldn't help but touch my nose and sighed secretly: This conversational skill has reached its peak...

Needless to say, this wandering painter is naturally Philip. Tang En hadn't seen him since last year's negotiation, but he didn't expect to bump into him here today. Well, it’s still the same floral style as always...

However, I have to say that this kid does have the capital to indulge in flowers. Although there was a distance, Tang En squinted and could still see the image of a beautiful young woman sketched in a few strokes on the drawing board. She smiled lightly, lifelike... Tsk, absolute master level!

"Thank you. This is the best painting I have ever seen. It's really... Well, can you give it to me?"

"Of course, it's my honor!" Philip leaned over and chuckled. With his handsome face and elegant demeanor, the female surname's killing index instantly soared. I wanted to say something more, but when I looked up, I saw Tang En, who was smiling but not smiling. His expression was suddenly startled, "Tang..."

"Well, to express my gratitude." The elegant young woman smoothed her hair and said proactively without noticing Phillip's expression, "I know there is a restaurant not far from here, and the afternoon tea there is good."

I paused at this point, but any normal man should know that this is the subtext of a date. Philip, who has the nickname Hualang, naturally knows better, but at this time, he looked at Tang En with some absent-mindedness: "Really... Well, I'm sorry, I suddenly remembered that there is still one important thing to do, so..."

"Oh, it's okay..." The elegant young woman had some unconcealable regret on her face.

"That's it..."

"Then leave an address, or I can leave it for you... You know, your paintings are really great, and I also want to invite you..."

Opening his mouth, Phillip sighed softly and interrupted impolitely by spreading his hands, "Sorry, madam, my friend is already a little impatient..." He raised his finger and pointed to Tang En, who had a look of astonishment on his face, "He seems to be jealous... uh , no, haha... Angry, yes, just angry, I have to go over and comfort him." Although he changed his words in time, the rather modest smile after that was meant to cover up.

In an instant, boom boom boom... thunder rolling from the sky!

"Oh... this, that's it... that, that, don't bother me..." The elegant young woman's smooth face froze for an instant, her beauty turned pale, and she waved her hands and retreated hastily.

Tang En, who had been rubbing his chin to watch the excitement, his face instantly collapsed when he heard this, Damn! What are you doing? Hundan... In a daze, Phillip hurried over, grabbed his sleeve and ran away: "Fuck, I've been waiting for you for a long time, and finally you're back! Run, run..."

"Run? Wait..."

"What are you waiting for! Do you still want to save your life? Run!" Phillip looked very anxious, as if he wanted to drag Tang En thousands of miles away immediately.

"What's going on?" After running a few steps, Tang En subconsciously slapped away Phillip's tight hold on his arm. "Ah——" The elegant young woman who retreated to the corner of the street in the distance couldn't help but exclaimed when she saw this 'awkward' scene, looking disgusted. Then they saw Tang En and the other two turning their heads to look, then they immediately covered their mouths and disappeared around the corner.

Huh... The corner of Tang En's mouth twitched, his face looked a little ugly, and then he said angrily, "What kind of plane are you... um? Are you here to wait for me? Do you know I'm here?"

"Nonsense! I also have acquaintances in that secret agency, okay...Of course I am waiting for you, otherwise I will let that girl go? I got it all, I sacrificed a lot...Ah! That's not what we are talking about now. When it happens, you run away quickly, otherwise your life will be in danger!"

After hearing this, Tang En remembered that during the previous negotiations, Philip did know the contact points of some secret agencies and knew some people... However, "What are you talking to... You have to explain the situation clearly, right?"

"It's too late...Hey, why are you refusing to listen..." Although Philip has an extremely impressive background, his own strength is not high. So if Tang En didn't want to leave, it would be useless even if he tried to force him. In desperation, he could only briefly explain, "You made too much noise this time. My grandfather has already come and asked me to invite you to meet, but I think he may have come to kill you. So you are confused." Run away quickly..."

"Your grandfather?" Tang En became more and more confused as he listened, "What does your grandfather's coming have to do with me... Uh, wait, your grandfather is not the Pope, right?"

Phillip rolled his eyes: "Get out! My grandfather is Wooding!"

"Oh, that's good. Since your grandfather is not the Pope... eh?" Suddenly, Tang En seemed to have been struck by lightning, his movements and expression instantly frozen. After a moment, he blinked and asked hesitantly, "Wooding? Which Wooding?"

"What do you think?" Phillip pursed his lips.

"What the hell..." he murmured subconsciously, and Tang En suddenly remembered something - last year, Jack took away a dagger from Phillip, but as a result, the dagger directly hit Yemo and broke it. His arm... Tang En remembered that he asked Phillip about this at the time. At that time, he only said that it was a gift from his elders... Damn, you're stupid! Besides the Sword God, who else could seal such a sharp sword light into a dagger and crush an empty-level expert? I should have thought of it earlier...

"Don...Don En? Hey! Are you scared now? Do you know why I was anxious just now?" He called out repeatedly, and Phillip felt a little gloating about his misfortune.

But when Tang En came back to his senses, his first reaction was to look Phillip up and down with a strange look, shook his head and sighed: "The gap..."

Philip's face turned dark when he heard this, and he immediately jumped up: "Fuck! I came all the way from Brandu City to inform you, and you're still mocking me... Besides, what's wrong with me? When it comes to my ability to pick up girls, I Isn’t TM also number one in the world... Hey, aren’t you afraid?”

"What am I afraid of?" Tang En spread his hands, "I admit that your grandfather is very awesome, but I didn't offend him. I'm so scared."

"You didn't offend my grandfather, but you offended the Bran Empire, brother." Philip smiled bitterly, "Look at what you did to Bran North, I can't stand it anymore, let alone my whole life. The grandfather who protects Bran, how could he leave a dangerous person like you alone?"

"Wow, your grandfather's control is really lenient!" Tang En curled his lips and frowned slightly. Facing a potential opponent like the Sword God, it is impossible to say that you are not worried at all. Although it is famous, it is difficult to live up to it. But if he can be recognized as the strongest person in this world where martial arts is respected, then he cannot be a parallel import... Do you want to run away again?

It has to be said that although Bran's reputation as the Sword God is enough to shock the mainland, Tang En will not blindly underestimate his abilities, especially his escape skills, which he is very confident about. After all, no matter how awesome the sword god is, it is impossible to find him at a glance in the vast sea of ​​people in an instant... That is a god, not a human! Besides, if he could really do this, he wouldn't need Philip to lead the way.

But Tang En was a little unwilling to just run away like this. This is not a matter of pride. If you can't beat him, run away, and if you can beat him, fight. This is his consistent purpose, and he does it without any psychological pressure. On the contrary, he would never do anything like sacrificing his life for glory... The reason why he is not willing to do so is because the current situation is under control. He is about to suppress the temple and kill a hundred thousand mountains for the Gray Army. Lay a solid foundation. If a sudden variable were to mess it up like this, even if this variable was the most powerful person in the world, he would naturally not be willing to accept it...

Well, at least we must first determine what the sword god's attitude is before making plans... After some thought, Tang En made up his mind, raised his head, and prepared to extract information about his grandfather from Philip. But at this moment, suddenly,

Frowning his brows, Tang En suddenly turned his head to look north, where the secret agency was, and paused, "Where is your grandfather now?"

"He was at the hotel in the city when I came out in the morning. What happened?"

Tang En did not answer, but asked again anxiously: "Did you come alone?"

At this time, Philip also saw that something was wrong with Tang En's expression, and shook his head honestly: "No, I came with Wen Silin, my grandfather's youngest disciple. But in order to intercept you here, I found an excuse to sneak away first. Out."

"Wen Silin? Do it!" Tang En's expression changed when he heard this, his figure swayed slightly, and he rushed across the street like an arrow from a string, and disappeared in the north alleyway in an instant.

"Uh, what's going on?" Phillip was stunned for a moment. His face was confused as he was left behind. Then he suddenly thought of something and his body froze. "I'm going to do it... I'm going to do it... It couldn't be a fight..." ...Hey, wait for me, Tang En, you must not be impulsive..."

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Wen Silin was in a very unhappy mood now, especially after sitting in this empty hall and waiting stupidly for a long time. Not only did he not wait for Tang En, but he seemed to be ignored...

It’s okay that Phillip didn’t know where to go, this person has always been unreliable. Although you are a direct descendant of the Sword God family and have unique advantages, you don't care about martial arts. Instead, you have the nickname Hualang in your body. It is really ridiculous!

But even if Philip ran away, what would happen to the servants here? Wouldn’t they be able to do anything else except serve tea and water? What about Tang En, who asked several times? Even if you don't know when he will come back, you can always inform him or tell him his general whereabouts... It's completely perfunctory to not know one thing at a time!

Holding the gun tightly in his palm, suppressing the anger growing in his heart, Wen Silin frowned slightly and thought to himself, could it be that they have figured out the purpose of his coming here?

Yes, Wen Silin did have some plans of his own when he came with Philip this time, and it could even be said that he came with bad intentions...

Because he felt that his master's evaluation was biased, the martial arts talent he had shown since he was a child had been amazed and praised by the world. He was unparalleled among his peers. It is precisely because of this that he can stand out from countless people and become the disciple of the Sword God.

But now, a guy suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and was called a "genius" by his master. His talent far surpassed his own... Although Wen Silin later learned that the master was not talking about pure martial arts talent, but that Create new fighting energy channels in the body. But no matter what, since you are a genius, I will praise you...

Wen Silin's idea is very simple. No matter what kind of talent it is, strength is always the most direct manifestation. In other words, if we all fight together, as long as I defeat you, your so-called genius title will no longer exist, and I will still be the most talented person in the world!

The above is the reason why Wen Silin wanted to follow, but the reality was unexpected. He came with full of fighting spirit, sat there for a long time, and his opponent did not show up... What a shame!

In fact, this really can't be blamed on Tang En. He did have to go out for something, which was to inspect the purple-bore cannon production base with Lina. It’s no wonder that the servants Wen Silin mentioned were people from the secret agency. Not to mention that the reputation of this industry is tight, but it is just ordinary people. If the boss wants to go out, doesn't he have to report it to his employees? So they really don’t know...

Of course, Wen Silin didn't know this. Even if I knew it, I would think it was an excuse. So now he is very depressed, angry, and angry...

It was at this time that David and others came back.

To say that David and the others are familiar to Philip, if someone can tell me. They knew that Wen Silin was Philip's friend, so of course they would treat him well. But coincidentally, the members of the secret agency accompanying the door went to fill the water at this time, so David and others looked at the stranger sitting quietly in the hall with an expression on his face that he should not approach strangers, and asked in surprise, "Who are you?" ?

Who are you—just these three words, not a single word more. This was a normal question when we met for the first time, but Wen Silin was instantly furious... I am a disciple of the mighty Sword God, who am I? I've been waiting here for a long time, and you still ask me who I am? What a funny monkey!

With a bang, Wen Silin's face twisted as he felt humiliated, and he raised his hand and drew his gun.

When David and others saw this, they were dumbfounded and looked at each other. What is going on? Then David asked without waiting, "Is there a problem with my question?" ’, a sharp spear intention has come to attack you! Fortunately, their sensitivity to murderous aura caused David and the others' bodies to react instinctively, and they instantly dispersed and dodged.

Then the battle broke out naturally in this confused state... Wen Silin had the strength to step into the air-level threshold with one foot, so when the battle started, it was naturally a one-sided crushing.

Of course, Wen Silin was angry, but he only used this excuse to vent his bad anger, and had no intention of directly killing David and the others. It's not that he is soft-hearted, but that he disdains it, which roughly means not killing an unknown person under the sword.

But now, he has a little bit of interest...

"Hey, good archery skills...natural power...this combined attack and assassination method..." In the hall, the green and purple spear light came and went across the hall, easily crushing the attacks of David and the others, but Wen Silin's expression revealed that A bit playful.

Rhodes could see that David and others were not simple, and Wen Silin, a disciple of the Sword God, could naturally do the same. In just a moment, he noticed one thing from the attacks of David and others, that is, if their strength was similar, these people could successfully kill warriors of the same level, and it was very possible for them to even challenge the level...

This evaluation is not low. You must know that the standard for identifying geniuses in other worlds is to be able to perform feats that surpass the level of challenge. Wen Silin didn't expect that a group of people he met here turned out to be relatively geniuses... Although their genius lies in various killing skills, as long as they can defeat their opponents, who dares to say that they are not? genius?

And with this knowledge, Wen Silin became even more unhappy. Because if these minor characters are all geniuses, isn't it possible that Tang En is really a genius?

Wen Silin curled his lips and felt a little unhappy, so he decided to use more strength...

"Roar..." roared angrily. As an attacker in the gray space, David naturally felt the increased power of the purple spear at the first moment. His arm muscles instantly stiffened and he sealed the sword with a loud clang. , while blocking the spear, his feet collapsed a foot, and the floor fell apart.

"Sure enough, he is born with divine power... Then take another shot from me!" Seeing that the spear was blocked, Wen Silin was not surprised at all and swung another shot with an expressionless face.

The so-called innate divine power means that one is born with amazing strength. Even though such people are not as strong as their opponents, their pure power is not necessarily weaker than that of high-level warriors. Typical examples are Xia Wei'an and Tang En...

Of course, manpower will eventually be exhausted. After Wen Silin added more fighting spirit, David's feet collapsed again, making a crunching sound. His right arm holding the sword bent unnaturally, and it was obviously a fracture.

However, David stretched out his left hand as if he didn't realize it, roared and pressed it firmly against the sword body. The fighting light exploded violently, pouring into the sword body continuously, like ocean waves, one wave higher than the other, so endless, He actually lifted the Wanjun spear slightly under the heavy pressure.

"Hey! This is..." Wen Silin couldn't help but be startled when he saw such a weird way of Dou Mang erupting. It seemed to be very familiar.

"Tidal fighting! Have they received training in explosive fighting energy from their masters?" On the roof of the attic more than a hundred meters away from the hall, Haita said the name of David's weird fighting method. He couldn't help but be stunned, and then suddenly realized.

Wooding's eyes moved slightly, and a hint of pain flashed away. Obviously, they all guessed the reason... This tidal fighting method is one of the ways in which the fighting spirit of the Sword God faction explodes. Only those who have received the unique fighting spirit explosive training method of the Sword God sect can learn it. And the reason why these gray-clothed soldiers in front of us know how to use it can only be because they were taught by Zuo Fan...

Thinking of Zuo Fan, for a moment, the two people on the roof were silent... (To be continued.)