Enclosed space, bright balls of light, wild laughter...

The light and dark change, coupled with the sudden reversal of the battle situation, suddenly there was a pause in the original fierce battle scene.

Tang En's expressionless face was slightly entangled. The black shirt on his body was broken several times, and the blood inside slowly slid down the collar. He looked a little embarrassed, but because the injury was not on the vital point, it did not affect much combat effectiveness.

In comparison, Samp, a few meters away, seemed very miserable. He just fought in the dark, because it was only estimation, most of the attacks on both sides were towards the heart with a larger range. So the originally neat black robe on Samp's body now looks more like a "hole suit". Needless to say, a hole naturally means being stabbed with a dagger.

But he can still stand now, which naturally means that he is not in danger of life. Of course, his injuries are not light. Apart from the holes that are bleeding, the reason why he bent his waist and laughed exaggeratedly is not entirely because of his extreme excitement. You must know that Tang En's series of close-fitting skills just now hit the waist and abdomen...

"Haha... the trap made by deliberate thoughts is now turned into your own grave, haha... what should you do? Don't surrender later... Haha, oh, you won't beg for mercy. Well, I promise to kill you slowly, slowly, slowly..."

Samp covered his waist and abdomen with one hand, his body trembled violently, and he looked a little out of breath. The raised face was both ferocious and murderous intent and excited and frenzy. His eyes were blinking, as if he was almost laughing out of tears.

"Laughing at your sister... the storm!" Tang En quickly regained his calmness when Samp spoke, and then his body suddenly disappeared into the air. In an instant, the space fluctuated, and a faint sound of wind and thunder came out, and red ripples that seemed to appear began to appear.

To be honest, it is inevitable. When they reach their level of strength, the fighter's opportunity will always change and be fleeting. It is still unrealistic to seek a pre-plan to kill the opponent. The so-called plan will never keep up with the change, which is the reason. Fortunately, they finally took some advantage in the past, but now they may not have the capital to compete.

What Samp said before is not wrong. In such a narrow environment, Tang En was indeed seeking, and he had an absolute advantage before. But now Samp has a magic shield, so that he naturally does not have to worry about his own safety in a short period of time. He can free up his hands to calmly place magic. With the area here, a medium and large magic is enough to cover it, and there is no way to avoid it.

So Tang En can only use a range of attacks to fight for his life - Storm. To be honest, the space is still small, even if Samp does not insert one hand, the area here is not enough for the storm to explode in full state. Under compression, it is really hard to say where those overflowing blades will cut. But Tang En has no choice now...

Seeing Tang En suddenly disappear, Samp put away his laughter, then erected his body slightly, barely stood up, looking a little hunched.

As a bounty hunter, I have been struggling on the edge of life and death for so many years, how could I only use verbal attacks in this situation without taking the initiative? It was just because my body was hit too hard before, and I wanted to delay time to recover... However, Tang En was really smart and used his ultimate move as soon as he came back to his senses.

With a slight frown, Samp was very sensitive to space fluctuations. Naturally, he would not think that the other party's disappearance was rushing into another parallel space. In his senses, Tang En's body was now blocked by the ripples between the surname. The blood-colored ripples were similar to the blade of space. But they were a little different... For some reasons, the pulled ripples were not released immediately, but instead rotated around a little, and then generated more blade-like ripples...

With this feeling, Samp naturally couldn't watch it grow bigger. He turned his head and looked at the seal stone at the door. After a moment of hesitation, his eyes slashed. It seemed as if he had made up some determination. He raised his hands high and his thin lips quickly turned around. He couldn't hear the specific words clearly, but it sounded like a different rhythm.

Seeing that Samp did not choose to attack immediately, Tang En calmed down a little, and then his face became more serious.

Storm has time to prepare for attacks, for example, when he met Xia Wei'an for the first time, he was interrupted by the opponent neatly. Now Samp did not choose to interrupt, maybe because he was not familiar with this move, or because he had confidence in his magic... No matter what, the next one would face would inevitably be a duel between life and death.

Generally speaking, it is normal for a warrior to brew moves faster than a magician. Because it is undeniable that the power of magic is indeed stronger than fighting spirit. But when Tang En is an exception, the power of the storm depends entirely on the scale of the red whirlwind. The longer the time is delayed, the greater the damage area of ​​the whirlwind. Of course, this also has an end, and manpower is exhausted after all. But in the face of a battle between life and death, how can the opponent wait for you to fully explode the power...

"Dancing the Sky Blade!" After about ten seconds of muttering, Samp finally finished preparing first. His eyes flashed and his hands raised were pushing forward. It was like a strong wind coming towards him, and his black robe danced continuously.

Scream, Scream, Scream...

The originally bright closed room seemed to be separated by something, with light and light and mottled brightness. Of course, this is not something wrong with the lighting technique, but around the space here, almond-like things that look like eyes suddenly appeared, instantly expanding, expanding... and it seems to have become cracked bloody mouths, with dark inside the mouth and nothing is seen. But if you take a closer look, you will feel an inexplicable devouring force, which is creepy!

"Open!" With this loud shout, the closed space suddenly shook, as if it was about to collapse. Then the cracked giant mouths kept making hissing sounds, as if they were inhaling, and as if something was about to run out of it... At this moment, a series of sharp space blades rushed out from the inside and headed straight for Tang En's position.

"Come on..."

Tang En also roared violently, and his body was suddenly rotated rapidly by the red whirlwind. The long ripples dragged up on the outside were like long whips, rotating and flying, stimulating the space.

Bang, bang, bang...

Explode, explode, explode...

As fast as fried beans, the sound of thunder sounded like a thunderous explosion, and it suddenly rang out in a dense manner.

Every part of the narrow space is squeezed with blades of all sizes, or with blood-colored sword lights. Contend, entangle, offset...every moment, endless!

At this time, death may be the next second. Because as long as an negligence, or the offensive and defensive form is broken, the red whirlwind will instantly cut the opponent's scum!

Similarly, death is not easy at this time. Tang En has a tight red whirlwind to attack instead of defense. And Samp, let alone the surname Jian Ran Blade, his magic shield at the level of a great magician is enough to defend for a moment.

It's very contradictory, but it's a true portrayal of the status quo.

Huh, it seems that he is really injured... Tang En breathed a sigh of relief while controlling the whirlwind.

The existence of a great magician is enough to scare people wherever he goes, not to mention that it is a space system. As Orefu thought before, Samp's strength is indeed inferior to him. Even in the Dusk Hunter Group, although he has never fought, the leader Yemo, who has reached the peak of the earth level, dare not say that he can defeat Samp. This is the strength of a magician at the same level to suppress the corresponding level of warriors.

Tang En made a living by relying on his blood and energy. After killing Eunice, his blood and energy were upgraded and his strength increased accordingly. However, if we count it, it was still slightly lower than Orefo, so naturally he was not a match for Samp.

Fortunately, judging from the current power of the magic, Samp was indeed injured and was not very serious. The rogue air blade and the red whirlwind were just equal, and there was no crushing state as imagined. From this point of view, it did not affect the probability of both sides fighting for life.

Just then,

"Open! Open! Open... Die" Compared to Tang En, who was somewhat satisfied, Samp was very dissatisfied with the current situation. His arms were dancing wildly, and he roared angrily. A crack suddenly opened up around him. Some were hit by a red whirlwind and closed immediately. Some were exposed again under the cover of the previous crack.

"Huh, Huh... Haha, do you want to know how I will kill you slowly later? I will cut it with the Blade of Space..."

Seeing that the situation of the battle is difficult to change in a short period of time, Samp's eyes flashed slightly and began to speak crazy words again. This can be regarded as a hatred or as some external moves. You should know that in such a battle where you cannot make mistakes, a psychological fluctuation may determine life and death... It sounds a bit despicable, but the truth of success and defeat in the past has been like this since ancient times. But it is obvious that Samp's wrong opponent...

"Eunice mentioned you before she died." Tang En's mouth slightly slightly made the crazy shouting come to an abrupt end.

"Do you know what she is talking about?"

Samp was silent, believing it or not, he undoubtedly wanted to know the answer to this sentence.

"She said...Yeah, by the way, what are you saying?"

"You..." Samp was so angry that although she couldn't see Tang En, she could imagine that she must have a joking look on her face. Well, she was just the expression of teasing the dog with her bones...

"Oh, I remembered it... Well, she said you are a good person, a great person, but unfortunately it's not suitable for her..."

"Well……"

“Haha…Huh?”

Crack, crackle... Crack, crackle...

Just as Tang En was having a good man card, a group of broken sounds suddenly came. When he turned his head, gravel and soil fell on the walls used to disguise. But in an instant, the dark seal stone inside was exposed. Looking back, the unblocked seal stone at the door was covered with crisscrossing scars, and a slight chair was in danger...

Damn... Tang En's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but wailed in his heart. Then his narrow eyes narrowed slightly in an instant, and he fought!

Above the dagger, the blood light surged, and hesitated to hit a part inside the whirlwind without hesitation.

"Broken, broken, broken!!!"
Chapter completed!