It was the beginning of the afternoon, and the sun was slightly off. Although there was no warm sun, it was still clear.

No matter how you look at it, there is indeed a good weather in Riva City today. But not long after this situation, the citizens looked up at the sky with surprise... Strange, where did the muffled thunder come from?

Boom, boom, boom...

The roar continued, faintly, and it sounded like a muffled thunder behind the clouds. But now the sky is like a dark cloud, not even a few thin clouds are not visible.

After hearing a few more sounds, everyone turned their eyes to the south. It seemed that the sound came from there...

No matter which time or space, there is never a lack of curiosity and people who like to watch. Gradually, the crowd began to gather towards the southern city. However, they were unable to go deeper, and they were dispersed by the guards who had just been waiting here.

By this time, some people had suddenly realized. Although Bovis and Bernie had not been here for a long time, their style of conduct was already well known to the whole city. This situation was another unlucky assassin who was happy to hit them...

...

Nancheng District, abandoned streets.

It should be said that everyone's guess is still a bit reliable. It is right to be unlucky, and it is not wrong to like it, but this person...

Bang……

The figure flew out, colliding half of the wall, and the broken bricks and dust took off.

"Ahem, puff..." He opened his mouth and vomited a mouthful of blood, and Powells got up from the ruins in a mess. His current image was miserable. He had just lasted for a few seconds, and then he was directly shattered when he met. As for the steel lock armor specially prepared for this battle, the breastplate was also very large.

The strength level is really unsurpassable. Only a few minutes later, he has been knocked away several times in succession. In other words, he has rich combat experience and can avoid the key points at critical moments. Otherwise, he would have already reported to the God of Light at this time.

He looked up again, and the fighting lights in the field were storming. The majestic Aurefo held a sword and slashed horizontally, like a mad general, invincible. Around him, there was a thin figure waving a spear. Although he was not directly knocked away like Powells, his occasional counterattack was no power, and the situation was in danger.

Needless to say, it was naturally Bernie. He was of the same level as Powells' fighting spirit. In terms of actual combat power, he should be inferior. But he is good at body skills and agile attacks. He does not always fight hard like Powells, so he can stand on his own.

Of course, the good times will not last long. The so-called long-term defense will lead to a loss, not to mention that when the strength levels are different, before Powells recovered and rushed forward to support, with a loud bang, Bernie blocked the gun with both hands, and then it was like a kite with a broken string. It first pulled up, then fell rapidly, completely smashing the half-wall of Powells before.

"Puff..." Rolling beside Bovis, Bernie sprayed out a mouthful of blood mist, his arms holding the spear in the shape of a "7" character trembled constantly.

Aurefo would naturally not miss this good opportunity to kill him, so he brought his sword to kill him. However, before he could take a few steps, another rain of arrows suddenly came around. The light of his eyes swept, his eyes twitched, he took a few steps back to avoid the coverage area, and then pulled out the long sword light and threw it over.

Bang, bang, bang... dozens of arrow branches were inserted straight into the bluestone floor, and the thick arrow body kept trembling. This time it was the dragon-tailed arrow!

Taking advantage of this moment, Bernie spat out another mouthful of blood, then breathed a long breath and felt much more comfortable. He threw away the deformed spear and wiped the edge of his mouth: "Damn it, isn't it said that he was injured? Cough cough..."

Bovis stood up with a knife, and heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched: "I'm afraid it's because of the injury that we didn't die..."

"..." Bernie opened her mouth and was speechless.

"Let's go!" Powells turned and retreated first, "lead him into ambush No. 2."

Powells' guess is correct. Even if he is injured, he can only exert 600% of his combat power, and the high-level strength of the earth-level warriors is not something they can resist. That is, Orefu is now entangled by the dragon-tailed arrows shot from time to time and is divided. In addition, their combat experience is indeed rich, so he can escape the killing disaster.

...

Bang, bang, bang...

Boom, boom, boom...

Collapsed alley walls, flying bluestone floors, crushed abandoned houses... all kinds of buildings, single results. The constantly spreading area is like a prehistoric beast. Any slight action will cause great catastrophic results.

"Isn't it a one-on-one fight... what to hide?"

"Aroused my anger? Congratulations, it was successful. But are you ready to welcome me?"

...

Samp, who was flying at a low altitude, had no expression on his face. In his every move, a strong space vibration was heard, shattering all obstacles.

Not far below him, a figure always avoided the attack at critical moments like a ghost, as if he could see those invisible attacks.

After all, it was the second time to fight. Although Tang En couldn't see the space blades, he roughly felt its direction, speed, distance, etc., and there was no problem.

Of course, it was just possible to sense the attack, and the attack had to wait for an opportunity. The battle had been around for more than ten minutes, and the situation on Tang En was similar to that on Bovis, and it was suppressed all the way.

"Is it impossible to test?"

With a faint voice, Tang En changed directions several times in the same place, avoiding several predicted space blades, and then plunged into the alley.

"Test? Haha, you... Hum?" Bang, Samp, who followed up, suddenly frowned. The space blade that was sprinkled out by casual hands seemed to hit something, and then a dazzling white light radiated in front of him...

Glitter crystal?

As soon as this thought arose, hesitated... The continuous sound of daggers breaking through the air came. Although it was not possible to come, you could feel the sharpness at the critical point!

Wow, without hesitation, Samp moves his staff, and suddenly flashes more than ten meters away from the side. However, before his eyes recover from the white light just now, his ears move slightly, and wow, like the sound of a crossbow arrow breaking through the air again.

He moved again, this time he appeared on the wall dozens of meters away, hissing... The sound of the dagger breaking through the air was like a shadow following him. Samp narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes were filled with blood lines crisscrossing.

"It's my turn."

"Oh? Let's try..."

Samp moved again, this time she appeared in the air on the right. When she turned around, she saw that the phantom left on the wall was already full of holes, while Tang En stepped on the wall with one foot and flew into the air like thunder.

Sighing his lips, Samp waved his wand again, swish, swish, swish...

Moving wildly, the figure suddenly appeared. But in an instant, countless black robe figures appeared in the sky, the ground, the roof... because of Samp's personality and appearance, these figures all looked like they were difficult to identify.

And now among these figures that seem real and illusory, a black figure changes directions like a strong wind, without hesitation when attacking. Because of him, there are more and more black robe phantoms around him...

Can you keep up with this? The speed is indeed better than Eunice... While waving the staff, Samp frowned in shock and muttered to himself.

Movement is not a teleportation. As long as you don’t bring people, you basically don’t need preparation time and can go in an instant. Because of this, the distance of movement will not be too far, and it can only be within a range of 100 meters each time.

But even so, as long as the number of times is added, the distance will be further and further. But after moving dozens of times, Samp was shocked to find that the other party was still following behind him... You know, even if the speed is too high, the direction of his movement is not fixed every time. With the phantoms around him, it sounds really incredible to make accurate judgments in a very short time and then follow him like a shadow!

But Tang En did it, and the speed was beyond words, that was his capital for food. As for judgment, it was actually not that amazing. The reason why Tang En could instantly understand Samp's position was because of his killing skills.

If an enemy who fights life and death, no matter how he hides it, he will eventually throw a murderous intent on the other party. This murderous intent is invisible and intangible, but it can be felt. Tang En just often thinks about this skill, so he feels more delicate and sensitive than others...

The battle situation reversed instantly, as mentioned before, now it is Don En's turn to suppress Samp.

Of course, this kind of suppression will not last long. No matter how fast it is, it is supported by two legs, so it is naturally not as convenient and quick as a moving mind. In this regard, what Tang En is doing now is more of a useless work. But is this really the case...

Samp moved again, needless to say, another sound of breaking through the air came in an instant.

Whoosh...

I see how long you can last... Samp raised his wand and moved it out again, but he was stunned for a moment. He turned around subconsciously and saw a pitch-black dagger piercing the eyebrows of the phantom just now, then piercing through the door of the house behind and disappearing inside.

Eunice's dagger? Swallow, before she could think too much, Samp instantly moved her staff in.

"Hehe..." The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and a chuckled. Tang En narrowed his narrow eyes and followed him like an arrow from a string. When he penetrated the rotten wooden door, a little blood light fell, as if he had cut something.

This is a small house with no decoration or furniture. Not surprisingly, most houses here are like this, but what is a bit strange is that there is not even a window in this house. When I come in on the first day of the New Year, I see it dark.

Inside the room, Samp had already pulled the black dagger from the wall, and his expression was a little stunned. Then, when he saw Tang En follow in, he snorted coldly, waved his wand and prepared to move it out again.

Samp is not a traditional magician and is not afraid of close combat. However, this small room still limits his strength, especially now facing a sensitive opponent, so leaving immediately is the only choice. But...

Bang! "Yeah..."

With a muffled groan, the space fluctuated, and Samp suddenly appeared on the right wall, swaying, almost falling to the ground. It looked like he bumped into a steel plate and then bounced back...

"Damn, the fish I caught for a long time finally got hooked... I'm dead!"
Chapter completed!