The wind and rain are like darkness.

"I heard it all, I'm in a hurry, I'm very busy." From Wu Ding's figure, he withdrew his gaze. Tang En looked at Haita and others with a gray face and spread his hands, "Then - a one-on-one fight?"

He paused and shook his head, "Forget it, I guess you are reluctant, so let's fight together."

"Ha..." "Arrogant!" "Junior is looking for death!"

Either he was a little scheming and laughing, or simply and roughly shouting and killing, not to mention the royal family's entrusted sects, even the Haita and Wen Silin, who were more familiar with Tang En, were shocked by Tang En's arrogance when they heard this. Of course, they were speechless. Although Wu Ding left, with their luxurious and terrifying lineup, not to mention only dealing with you, Tang En, even if you were pulled to the front line battlefield, you can still be the peak force that can control the situation in the battlefield in a region.

But now I hear what Tang En said... a group fight? Is it still in a hurry?

This is a shameless rhythm!

However, "One, Two, Three..." Tang En seemed to have not heard of these sarcasms, raised his hand and pointed and counted with serious expressions, "...Seven, eight, nine, ten...Huh, exactly ten?"

Eight royal family members, including Shanghai Tower and Winslin, aren’t there just ten people?

With a nod of relief, Tang En grinned and waved at Haita and others who looked inexplicably like looking at madman, "Let's go together, I want to fight, ten!"

"……madman?"

"Forget it, there's nothing to say... Kill him and go to support Lord Sword God!"

"Who will?"

"Be careful-" Just as the murderous royal family priests were sarcastic, a sudden alarm screamed. Everyone subconsciously raised their heads, and their eyes were blurred. The so-called face had flashed close to them. And dozens of feet away, Tang En's figure was still stepping on the river...

Shadow clone!

There is no good fight. Since we are destined to meet each other in life and death, how could Tang En waste time on the verbal conversation? Just a flash of body, breaking through the rain curtain in an instant. The black dagger that was taken out in his hand at an unknown time, cut a strange water mark and struck a royal family worshipper behind the crowd, which is the throat of the middle-aged man who was the lowest in the field and would touch the threshold of the empty level.

However, before Tang En successfully passed through the crowd, a long blue-purple spear suddenly stabbed from the oblique ground to block it.

It was Winsling, and he was the one who just shouted the warning.

This result is actually not surprising. If you ask who is the most familiar with Tang En in the field, it is undoubtedly Winsling, who was defeated twice at Tang En and suffered humiliation. He is very clear about Tang En's combat style, and is to be very cautious and cautious... Finally, he got the opportunity!

No one in the field was mediocre. In this case, as long as the spear can keep Tang En for a moment, the masters who reacted can gather fire at once, they can completely send Tang En to hell!

Winsling is very confident about this. He has endured it until now, and has not even deliberately reminded everyone to beware of Tang En's close combat ability. In order to achieve this, isn't it just this moment? Is this perfect shot of deliberate calculation?

But before she could climb up her face with a ferocious smile, in the flash, Wen Silin suddenly accidentally met Tang En and glanced at him, raised his lips slightly, is this - mockery?

Before I could understand, I heard a roar in my ears.

"Give me a reservation!"

Wen Silin was even more confused when he heard this. He subconsciously felt that Tang En was really crazy. The facts were obvious. Such a great opportunity, he had no reason to obey orders, right?

But the real fact is that as soon as the roar fell, the spear that was quickly stabbed out in Winsling's hand stopped for a moment, and his face was full of ghosts. He watched Tang En sweep like wind in front of the spear tip...

Wenslin did not do it on purpose, nor could it be intentional. For this reason, he could solemnly swear to the God of Light, although the God of Light, who has always been incompatible with the Sword God, may not pay attention to him...

Just can't move!

All limbs, hands, feet, and even the entire body - can't move!

At this moment, Wen Silin even felt that time had stopped strangely. Everyone around him, froze, retreating, or raising their hands to resist the attack, like a sculpture of dead objects. Only in the afterglow, Tang En, who was as shaped like the wind, was still moving forward...

After crossing the gap between the crowd, I reached out and a faint blade light came up, passing through the neck of the middle-aged worshipper. The wind sang, and pulled out a blood-colored water mark, making it easy to freehand. Immediately, I stepped forward and rushed...

"don't want--"

"Uh... uh... huh..." The next moment, the spear stabbed the sky, and the screams were heard. The strange situation disappeared. Everyone subconsciously turned around, looking at the same confused middle-aged companion covering their throats, staggering back a few steps, and blood couldn't stop squirting between their fingers. Then, they leaned over and fell to the river. With a loud bang, water splashed everywhere...

The scene was quiet, and everyone was a little reluctant to accept it. They stared at the river water under their feet with only a few floating and rising, and simply swallowed the figure of their companions.

A royal family worshipper, a strong man who touched the threshold of the empty level. Just a simple encounter, just... dead?!

Dozens of feet away, Tang En stopped and rushed forward, turned around to look at the dull and dull group of people, chuckled and shrugged his hands: "Don't mind, just say hello, in the way of an assassin."

What is the way of greeting the assassin? Of course, it was unexpected. It was better to start first! What Tang En did just now was actually the same as the meeting gift given to Wu Ding by Bamutu not long ago. Even the techniques were similar - Bamutu used the famous skill of the Wild Ten Thousand Beasts Art, while Tang En used the Shadow Clan and the Feast of Crazy Killing. He was the ultimate move, simple and crude. And the result was not bad. He killed a royal family worshipper in one meeting...

"Haha, there are nine left..."

Boom boom boom, before Tang En finished speaking, the sound of thunder suddenly came clearly from the middle of the river, and the waves on the water even affected here. From afar, the area was completely divided into two, and evolved into two extreme worlds. The haze black clouds pressed down violently in the air, and the dazzling sword lights rising from the sky below, tangled, collided, and devoured each other... Although I haven't experienced it myself, just looking at this intimidating power, I know that the water area has completely become a disaster-free zone, so don't enter...

After pausing, Tang En couldn't help laughing and shook his head, "It's true that the fighting passion of the two old guys is so urgent..." He raised his hand and hooked the nine people like Wenslin who came to his senses, "Then, we who are younger generations should not be lazy. Come on, you won't leave alive today." After saying that, his figure flashed and retreated into the smoke on the river surface and disappeared.

"What kind of martial arts were you just now?" Wenslin asked suddenly loudly.

"Haha... guess!" Don't joke, no matter what, unknown is terrible. In this way, how could Tang En easily tell Wen Silin the answer? Besides, Tang En had just mastered the Crazy Slaughter Feast skill, and its power was not obvious. Just now, Wen Silin and others had never seen such a strange martial art, and they were caught off guard. Otherwise, with their empty-level cultivation level, they would not be so easy to be fixed by the current weak rules.

"Let's go, kill him!" Haita gritted his teeth, and did not hesitate at all, and was about to catch up with a one-handed sword. However, the royal family worshippers around him looked at each other, and their feet did not move, all of them hesitate.

Yes, they were a little scared. Of course, no matter who it is, when they look at a master whose strength is not far from him, they will be killed in front of them in an instant. Moreover, the martial arts just now were indeed too strange, and they could actually hold them back for a moment. You must know that the moment in the battle between masters is enough to determine the outcome of more than ten battles... If this problem is not solved, they really dare not pursue them easily.

Seeing this, Haita's face suddenly sank and asked angrily: "Why don't you chase me? Are you scared?"

"Cough cough." A few light coughs, a gray-haired royal family priest frowned and walked out, "I'm afraid, but Lord Haita, you have to tell us who this young man is? What kind of strength do you have?"

"Senior Brother!" He stopped Haita from scolding, Wen Silin took over the conversation and said directly: "His name is Tang En, the Gray-Clothed Army. He is very strong, and his Dou Qi realm is probably around the mid-level air level."

"Just an intermediate level in the empty level?" The royal family worshipers obviously questioned when they heard this. Of course, the strength of the intermediate level in the empty level is not low, but there is one among them. Not to mention whether this kind of strength can be killed instantly by the companion just now, it is impossible to easily pass through their noses...

Wenslin waved his hand: "I know what everyone is thinking, but he is different from ordinary empty-level warriors. He is very fast and has a weird body movement, especially good at close combat... Remember not to let him get close, otherwise even if he is close, he will never be spared! So I suggest that if you search separately, you will need at least three people in a group."

He paused, "As for the martial arts just now, it was the first time I saw it, but this was not worth worrying, at least it wouldn't be as terrifying as you imagined. Otherwise, he wouldn't have chosen to retreat quickly after killing one person."

When the worshippers heard this, they nodded slightly. The truth was this. What they were afraid of was the weird skill that could stabilize their bodies. But now, based on Tang En's attack situation, if you understand a little, your heart will be very safe.

But they didn't know, or they didn't care, that they failed to grasp the key points. Tang En's most terrifying thing was not the half-baked Feast skill. Although Winsling has reminded him and has arranged targeted measures, he still hid some content in the end...

If Winsling could tell directly, he also brought three royal envoys to strangle Tang En last time, but he was killed and injured. The two who escaped back also paid the price of their arms. Then these powerful people who were also royal envoys would definitely pay special attention to this.

But unfortunately, Winsling, who escaped in front of the battle to appease everyone and prevent them from being too scared, did not tell this important fact. So from the beginning, the seemingly disparate battle balance has actually begun to tilt...
Chapter completed!