Close, close, close, or close!

The fighting method that warriors in other worlds abandoned it like a broken shoe is like an invincible cheater in Tang En's hands. {3w. As long as he approaches, the outcome of the battle will be decided halfway. As long as he comes up with a dagger, it is,

Suppress, suppress, continue to suppress...

Dingding, densely intertwined, and bursts of impact ripples continued to ripple. The thin offering, who was retreating step by step, lost its previous majesty, and retracted most of the time. The long sword he was holding was holding, could no longer emit the domineering sword light just now.

Under the countless shadows of daggers in the sky, the long sword with chest was supported on the left and right, and it was very hard to support it. Occasionally, it was also cut off when it was cut off. Even if there was a breakthrough and blockade, it was just because the landing point was not at the critical point. Tang En didn't care and decided to exchange injuries for injuries...

"It's too slow, too slow... You're really too slow!" The waves floated, and the figures intertwined, and the blood-colored dagger kept roaring on the body of the thin priest, harvesting the scars and blood, raging unstoppable. "It's very hard to stop it, why bother, no one can save you... Why... go down early to accompany your companion, just treat it as apologizing, and explain it carefully and maybe you can be forgiven..."

"Shut up! You crazy!"

"hehe……"

Seeing that he had a sword cut bloodstains on Tang En's waist, he was thin and had no thoughts of joy. Instead, he became more and more desperate, because this was not enough to be fatal, and because he was immediately repaid three times on his waist...

If you exchange one sword for three swords, whoever takes advantage will suffer will naturally be self-evident.

Of course, with the strength of the thin offering, he would not care about these things. What he feared or even frightened was Tang En's attitude. This attitude of sacrificing oneself to fight for life... is very strange and uncomfortable. Since breaking through the shackles of the air level and becoming a royal family worshiper with honor, the thin offering has never tried such a fierce and personal battle that is hard to come on. He is used to showing off his carriage and horse in front of him, putting on a fighting spirit armor, and then mobilizing the fighting spirit power to fight against the enemy... he is reserved and decent.

But at the moment, dagger attacks, locks the throat, inserts the eyes, hits the knees, and lifts the vaginal legs... what a mess!

What makes people feel even more humiliated is that the thin priest found that he was in a state of vain and could not deal with these messy methods of fighting like gangsters.

One sword is as fast as a knife, retreating, defending, retreating, retreating, retreating... In just a few minutes, under the breathless uninterrupted attack, the thin priest seemed to have fought for several days and nights, exhausted, and psychological expectations were even more ups and downs. From the beginning of the domineering sword to take revenge for his companions, to the occasional counterattack of the tight defense, and now the numb sword only knows the key points of protecting the sword. He took a sharp turn, ran straight from heaven to the abyss of hell, and never looked back...

I believe that if I hadn't had a hint of clarity in my heart and knew that I was not fighting alone and had hope of rescue. The thin-skinned worship might have heard Tang En's "hard advice" long ago and simply gave up to make a happy ending.

In fact, the hard support of the thin offering is still valuable.

Soon, the dawn came...

In the waters in the distance, various Dou Qi armor lights appeared one after another. Haita and others rushed forward and finally came together. However, after seeing the battle situation in front of them, their feet were slightly paused and their expressions were shocked...

If it weren't for the long sword that flashed with red fighting light, they wouldn't recognize the flesh-and-blooded figure in the chaotic waters in the distance. The flesh-and-blooded figure with disheveled hair and roaring roars were worshipped by the royal family with empty power. Looking at the ghost figure looming around his body, carrying the daggers all over the sky, everyone couldn't help but gasp and bubbles rolled in the corners of their mouths.

I don’t know who asked in a trembling voice, “Where is Papa?” ​​The so-called Papa is naturally the royal family worshipped by Tang En just now, and then the corpse remains unexisted under the sword light.

Everyone was silent, and there was no need to answer this question. Their perceptions had been covering this side since they first discovered the movement and then, which was also a witness to the process of the breath belonging to Pa Lao, gradually weakening and finally disappearing in their perception... What does this mean? They naturally knew very well, but they just subconsciously couldn't believe it.

Two empty-level powerful men, one disappears and the other is on the verge of disappearing...

"What is this guy...the strength?"

He came to his senses, Haita did not answer. His eyes twitched and waved his hand: "Go up, surround him!" After saying that, he held the big sword tightly and rushed forward.

There was no doubt this time, after all, Tang En was right in front of him. No matter what strength he had, the worshipers had no reason to retreat.

"Haha...huh..." The corner of my eyes swept to Haita and others who were rushing to come. The thin venerated squirt spitted blood and gasped, then stared at Tang En's face that appeared in Shiyin, grinned, and smiled cruelly, "Kill me -huh - you can't escape, Tang En, you, die, it's time to die! Haha, come and kill me-"

"Ha." Looking at the thin consecrated priest with an extremely ferocious and terrifying face, Tang En paused a little, and smiled, nodded slightly, "Okay, I'll give you my best."

The thin worshiper was stunned when he heard this, and then his pupils suddenly shrank sharply. He saw Tang En's body suddenly twisting strangely in front of him, flashing instantly, split into two!

The process was very short, but in the blink of an eye, it seemed like Tang En twisted his waist and abdomen, and then pulled out another self from his body - it was not a phantom that was pulled out too quickly. This thin offering can be confirmed, and the feeling conveyed through his perception is the same. The cold breath is a little weak, like twins...

The thin priest naturally did not know that the Shadow Cloning System skills existed, but he had seen it not long ago, which was when Tang En succeeded in the raid at the beginning of the battle and killed the middle-aged priest in seconds. Now when he saw it again, it was naturally a bit familiar, but before he could fully understand, Tang En attacked,

Hissing - the familiar dagger shadow in the sky, the familiar storm-style attack. The difference is that the rhythm this time is obviously faster and faster! Blood-colored blade lights quickly cross the river, like cutting through thin paper, without any stagnation. Only a slight hissing sound was heard, without any swelling, without any water-patterned bubbles...

Fast! Too fast!

It gives people the feeling that it is like a river water wrapped in three-dimensional shapes with no dead corners and no dead corners. It cannot catch up with these daggers that pass by at a very fast speed. It has no time to react at all.

This is the case with the river water. The thin offering is the same. Subconsciously lifting the long sword, and before the resistance was made, dozens of blood flowers on their body and chest had already bloomed rapidly, making them dazzling.

Puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff...

It was like the banana leaves that were repeatedly hit and washed in the storm. The body of the thin priest suddenly trembled and shook rapidly, swaying left and right, and was instantly surrounded by a large piece of blood. Only the continuous shrill wailing of the sword from inside, and the rapid waving of the sword seemed to be more like a fire stick with no resistance.

There is no suspense. All kinds of fighting spirits are coming. Just a first contact, the raging hurricane is a storm, and then it explodes with a blast!

In an instant, the water flow was completely disordered!

Bang...bang...bang...bang...bang...bang...bang...

The violent explosion sounds in the deep water, which looks strange and dull. However, this does not mean that it is weak. In fact, if it is moved to the ground, just this blow will be enough to destroy half of the military city. Even in the deep water, on the river surface more than a thousand feet away, it is now a stormy rhythm!

If it weren't for the previous old white-haired priest who bombarded the river surface just to vent, then from the beginning of the battle until now, the current refreshing attack is the only true attack made by a group of air-level powerful people such as Haita.

It’s a bit refreshing, but more sad... In fact, Haita and others are not only sad now, but also so angry that they feel so painful!

After the hurricane was destroyed and the surrounding waters were completely disrupted, they clearly saw a figure ease from the chaotic waters and looked at this side. Who was Tang En? Although the other party was vomiting blood, it seemed that he was very embarrassed. He should have a minor injury. But just by looking at the sarcastic smile and the throat gesture made at this side from the chaotic waters, he knew that the other party must have no big problems...

During the first battle, a royal family worshiper was instantly killed - it was not good to go out!

Fight again, fight from the river to the river, and lose a total of three genuine empty-level strong men in the front and back - completely defeated!

Next - can you still look forward to the next battle?

...

Looking at the chaotic waters in front of them, the few people did not pursue them anymore. Of course, this was not because they could not cross this chaotic waters, but because they had completely lost their confidence in chasing them, including the sea tower, which had the most murderous intentions before, was also full of confusion at this time.

To be honest, Haita is a little confused now, not knowing what happened, or can't believe what happened. In the two battles before and after, the terrifying lineup of ten empty-level powerhouses under his command almost wiped out half of them... It's not that he underestimated Tang En, but in fact Haita felt that he had valued the other party enough, but he always refreshed and subverted his cognition.

Perhaps, it is time to reposition this guy who was slashed away by his master's sword not long ago... Haita lowered his head and pursed his lips. After thinking about it, his expression suddenly became stunned.

...There is such a record. On the road to Xize, besides master Wu Ding, including the strongest man in the Northern Wilderness, Bamutu, does he have any opponents?

In silence, an old worshiper picked up the bloody and thin companion, reached out and pressed the latter's slightly undulating left chest. After a moment, the corners of his mouth twitched, he looked up and met the searching gaze that everyone was cast, and shook his head in dismay.

There is no help.

"Huh... again, are you chasing me?"

"Leave here first and go back to the river." In silence, Winsling turned around with a gun, frowned and said in a deep voice, "We made a mistake before, and we shouldn't chase him under the river."

He paused for a moment, looked at the confusing expressions of everyone, shook his head and sighed, "Didn't you find it yet? Here, we can't sense him at all, but he can easily find us."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and then their expressions changed. That's the case. They were shocked and didn't notice it. Now after being reminded by Wen Silin, they realized that after Tang En disappeared after the throat smearing action disappeared. This situation, combined with everything that happened before, everyone couldn't help but feel cold in their hearts. Finally, they realized that this was a circle, and they were brought into the other party's home court without knowing it...

Grinning, Haita smiled bitterly, and sighed in his heart: More than ten empty-level powerful people with realm and strength and experience were fooled by the other party. Thinking about it, it was really a clumsy scene!

"Let's go, go up first." After a while, Haita barely calmed down and ordered.

"Wait a minute." Wenslin suddenly spoke and called everyone. He first glanced at the left and right, and then said with a little bitterness, "Be careful, Tang En leads us under the water, and it is impossible for us to leave so easily. My suggestion is, um, everyone is surrounded by back to back and rises and leaves collectively."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, then looked at each other, their eyes twitching. After many years, they have never fallen into such a messy situation, and are still back to back... What a joke, is it to learn from children to hide and seek?!

But even though that's right, the so-called face is precious and the price of life is higher. After a little hesitation, there were six empty-level strong men who were left to form a strange formation under the water, moving back to back, like hedgehogs.

The atmosphere...Yeah, very loving, very harmonious...
Chapter completed!