Chapter 868 You Really Make Me Angry

After a busy morning, Songhai City finally calmed down as the crowds of people in Nancheng District Square dispersed.

Of course, only relatively speaking. After the panicked people ran to safety, they immediately couldn't help but spread their knowledge, discussing and speculating loudly. There are also some people who unfortunately lost their children in the chaos, and they are looking around like crazy... In addition, some temple knights wearing silver-white armor are also searching around the city, as if they are catching something...

At this time, at the gate of Nancheng. A group of dozens of people, armed with various weapons and weapons, came in a hurry. They looked at the almost undefended city gate not far away, gasped for air, and stopped. If any passerby here had been to the previous trial site, they would have recognized this group of people as the same group of strong men who had just robbed the execution site.

"Sir, the city gate is not closed, you can rush out."

"Okay. Rest for five minutes, let the brothers take a breath, and then charge forward at once." The years of peace and tranquility, and the lack of weapons, have almost made the city defenses in the southern city of Bran almost useless. However, this also happened to be a benefit for Owens and others who had just retreated from Nancheng District Square.

"Good luck. Fortunately, the other party was not prepared beforehand. Huh... But, Owens, is Xia Wei'an really okay?" An old man wearing a plain robe and dressed as a magician asked with a slightly worried breath.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen." Owens is a warrior after all, and there is no problem with his physical strength, so he simply replied. Then he turned his head and looked at the southern sky, thinking about the 'miracle' that had appeared there before, and chuckled and murmured to himself, "It's still the same trick... Haha, I've already seen that the relationship between you two is abnormal. Now that he has taken action Now, you should not be in danger anymore..."

"What?"

"Oh. It's nothing... um. Just get ready. Next we will face constant pursuit and siege, and we must rush back to the north as soon as possible... That is the safest place for us blasphemers right now." After a pause, Owens shook his head, his tone somewhat self-deprecating.

The forces of the Temple of Light are intertwined and have the potential to envelope the entire Bran Empire. But the scope of influence that can really be like an arm's reach belongs to the south of Bran. After all, this is the location of the Temple General Assembly. Owens and the others used to be proud of this status quo. But now it has become a fatal noose around their necks... I have to say, this is really a great irony!

After the words fell to the ground, the atmosphere became slightly dull. Except for Owens, the Holy Grand Knight, the rest here are almost all Puritans, ascetics and other characters. Their belief in the gods is deeply rooted in their bones, and their loyalty to the temple is unparalleled. But I never thought that now I would become a 'blasphemer', a 'source of unrest in the temple' and other heretics, being hunted down and eliminated by my former colleagues. I am really at a loss...

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Owens knew something was out of place. He coughed and waved his hand to change the subject: "Let's go. Let's leave the city first... eh?" After a pause, his expression changed, and he subconsciously looked up into the sky.

Whoosh, tens of feet above the head in the gray sky, a blurry figure quickly passed by, crossed the tall city wall in an instant, and disappeared. The speed is very fast, but it seems a little embarrassed.

"Kong, Kong level warrior?"

Lowering his head and looking at the blood dripping on the street not far away, Owens raised the corner of his mouth and seemed to understand something: "Haha, he's just a defeated lost dog... let's go, Xavian's no problem, we Withdraw first.”

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In Nancheng District, the pursuit continues.

Of course, thirty years to the east of Hedong, thirty years to the west of Hexi. Different from the previous pursuits, the targets of this pursuit have been rotated. The departure of Mr. Fei and Mr. Wen Silin undoubtedly extinguished Wen Silin's thoughts. Regardless of killing Tang En, whether he can escape from this slum is still a question.

However, even though Fei and Lao were gone, Wen Silin would not fight alone. This is certain. After all, he is the most promising direct heir of a large noble family. Even in most cases, Wen Silin does not need protection from others due to his strength, but there will be no shortage of protection personnel wherever he goes. For example, the prefecture-level masters who died in Tang En's hands before...

On a remote street, several guards had just turned out from the corner, and a figure suddenly swept past in front of them, leaving only a figure running in embarrassment and a hurried order from afar, "Stop him, stop him...go back." I will have a big reward later!"

"Uh... Young Master?" After a pause, several guards recognized the identity of the embarrassed running figure. They subconsciously turned their heads, looked at the empty street in front of them, and scratched their heads, "Who are you stopping?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a ghostly figure drew a wonderful arc at the end of the street, drifting like water on the ground, running towards him without slowing down. Behind him, several figures that were very slow in comparison struggled to catch up, "Stop him...quickly, brothers in front, stop him..."

There was no doubt now. Several guards quickly dispersed upon hearing the sound, blocking the street, and joined forces with their companions in the distance to attack the ghostly figure.

Those who can become the guards of a large noble family will naturally not be ordinary characters. At least in the guard industry, they are considered the best. Of course, such an outstanding person is meaningless in the eyes of people of Tang En's level of strength. Just as a fighting rooster among roosters will never catch the eye of an eagle.

The two sides are not on the same level at all...

Wen Silin certainly understands this. He does not expect these guards to be able to kill Tang En with explosive character. This is too unrealistic. He had ordered these guards to scatter in the slums before, just to act as eyes. As for now, his expectations are even lower, he just hopes that these guards can delay Tang En for a moment. Or to be more precise, it was the few seconds it took Tang En to kill these guards... So, so satisfied!

However, Wenslin was destined to be disappointed. Tang En did not kill anyone, nor did he waste even a breath of time. He just flashed his body when the two sides were about to come into contact, appeared outside the encirclement with ease, and continued to move forward...

Again, the two sides are not on the same level, so many thoughts can only be overthinking.

"Ha, the game is over, my young master." Looking at Wen Silin's embarrassed figure and the fearful gaze that turned his head hastily, Tang En smiled calmly, casually made a gesture of wiping his throat, and instantly zoomed in to ten feet within the range.

"ah"

A very interesting common phenomenon is that when chasing and escaping, the person who is about to be overtaken always likes to stop suddenly, change direction, and then run in another direction. It seemed that because of this turn, he felt that he could get away from his pursuers.

The same was true for Owens now. It was clear that Tang En was still ten feet away from him, but as if he was about to be caught by Tang En, he suddenly stopped and turned, and with a bang, he crashed into the house on the street.

Shaking his head, Tang En made a mistake and followed closely behind. That feeling is just an illusion. The speed is not comparable. Can the difference be made up by just turning a corner? This is a bit too naive.

But Wen Silin obviously didn't think so. Boom, boom, boom... Like a giant python that accidentally broke into a narrow ditch, it rushed all the way, causing dust to fill the sky, as if it was trying to cross to another neighborhood.

Tang En couldn't help but frown when he saw this. It's not that Wen Silin's move really had any effect, but the dust was too heavy and obscured each other's figures, which was a bit troublesome. But this was easy to solve. He jumped up to a high courtyard wall and squinted his eyes for a moment. Then, like Batman, Tang En stepped on the eaves, balconies, walls and other objects, moving forward in a straight line, and soon went around the demolition building. Wen Silin, who is addicted to tearing down walls, is ahead.

Immediately, he made a rough judgment and lowered himself in an abandoned courtyard.

"Get out of here, boy, this is my territory!" As soon as he landed, an unkempt man suddenly rushed out from the corner with a wooden stick, waving it in threats.

Not paying attention to the homeless man, Tang En strolled to the bottom of the courtyard wall, wagging his fingers and waiting for something.

"Do you want to have your legs broken..." The homeless man became furious when he saw this, and strode closer with a wooden stick held high. At this moment, the intruder who was listening attentively raised the corner of his mouth, snapped his fingers, and kicked out. boom……

"Ah" gravel flew everywhere, mixed with a scream and howl, and the center of the courtyard wall suddenly burst open, sending dust flying into the air. Immediately afterwards, a series of collapse sounds were heard one after another, and it was unknown how many walls this kick penetrated.

"Uh..." Bang, the wooden stick fell to the ground. The homeless man stood there blankly, staring at the intruder as he easily retracted his legs and feet from the huge hole in the wall. He made a grunt and swallowed hard.

Buzz, a shiny gold coin landed next to the big man's feet in a charming arc, spinning rapidly. "Sorry, I damaged your courtyard wall. This is the maintenance fee."

Stepping into the hole in the wall, Tang En didn't care about the surprise cheers coming from behind him. Tang En raised his foot again and stepped through the hole in the alleyway and continued to move forward. After crossing several holes in a row, looking through the last hole in the wall, what appeared in front of him was a fairly spacious street.

Well, Wen Silin's previous rampage really hit another block...

Under the last hole in the wall, Wen Silin did not appear. He seemed to have gotten up and ran away. But it doesn't matter. In such a short period of time, he can't run very far. He can do it with a teleport.

But at this moment, suddenly,

Neighing... Suddenly there were bursts of horses neighing from outside the hole in the wall, and the trivial horses' hooves stopped suddenly. Then, "Who are you?" "He wants to steal the horse!" "Be careful! Miss Protector... do it and kill him!"

A series of warning yells, accompanied by the muffled sound of a human body falling to the ground, created chaos in an instant.

Tang En frowned slightly when he heard the sound, stepped over the last hole in the wall, and stepped onto the street ground. Turn around,

He laughed arrogantly and said, "Haha... until God destroys me! Unless God destroys me, I will chase after you. If you have the ability, keep chasing and see who this is! Haha..."

Yi Yan looked at the woman held hostage by the hysterically excited Wen Silin... Annika? His expression remained unchanged, Tang En shook his head and sighed: "Oh, my young master, you really make me angry."

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