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Chapter 630 Who gave you confidence?

PS: I bowed to my book friends "Hades", "Shadow Sniper", "jht121", "Convex and Convex Starry Sky" for my rewards~!

"Yeah, your attack speed is very fast?"

The gun shadow stopped, and Owens's expression changed instantly. It was not that he could hear who the speaker was, but that when he first heard this sentence, it was obviously far away, but at the end of the word "fast", it seemed to have reached his ears... How fast is this?

The doubt was not resolved, and the bone-cold murderous intent suddenly suppressed it like a bang. The skin exposed in the armor instantly felt like it was stabbed by a needle, causing a faint pain!

"Roar!" The angry roar shook the sky, ignoring the dying Mithur, Owens turned his previous calm attitude, twisted his waist and stepped on his side, leaned forward, and jumped out in a mess immediately.

Expert! Absolute expert!

Owens can have such strength and be promoted to one of the twelve knight captains, so naturally it is impossible for him to be a flower in a greenhouse. Although he is not as jealous of evil as Xia Wei'an and has a lot of achievements, his practical experience is also good. It is precisely because of this that he knows more clearly how terrifying a person with such a huge and excessive murderous intent would be!

Mithu didn't hear this sound. In the battle where his life was hanging on the line just now, he could not hear any sound. However, after the pressure suddenly decreased and he fell to the ground unconsciously, he saw a familiar figure passing by in front of him instantly and rushed towards Owens who was hiding aside. He was stunned. This was...

"Who are you!" Owens had just stood firm and was not as good as a backhand fight. The attack had reached his sight, and he couldn't help but ask in shock.

There was no answer, there were only the lights of blades like stars in the sky, and the roaring roaring.

Owens is good at subtle and dense attack methods, and when he saw this, his pupils shrank slightly. He was not panicked and said: "Good it!" He shook his spear, and he didn't use the Douwei, and he also brought a lot of gun shadows to meet him.

Although it was not stated clearly, this is undoubtedly a duel of attack speed. The martial arts in the world are invincible, only fast is not broken! What the two are doing now is to compete with who will take faster! Who will attack more densely? Who is the king of this narrow area when they meet on a narrow road!

Owens is very confident about this. The source of this confidence is not only because of his fighting style on which he relies on to become famous, but also the inherent distance advantage of the spear.

As we all know, long spears are long-distance attack weapons. At first glance, they seem to be as light as daggers, and they are naturally slower in attack speed. But in reality, this is not the case, or in other words, this is just the view of ordinary people. In the eyes of experts, the weight difference between long spears and daggers is insignificant, and it is ridiculous to use this as a criterion for judgment.

Weapons are the prolongation of fists. As long as you play well and make a taste, if you use the arm, it is not just a simple metaphor. Therefore, the spear will not only not become a drag on the attack speed, but on the contrary, with this buffer distance, the spear will have the opportunity to make mistakes and remedies!

However, just before ten breaths arrived, Owens' confidence gradually collapsed...

Attack, suppress, counterattack, suppress, counterattack again, continue to suppress... No matter how Owens increases his hand speed, the gun shadow is as dense as the sky and the sun. But after stabbing out, the tip of the gun will always be hit by a very weak blade light that is enough to change the direction of the attack.

Owens is familiar with this situation because not long ago, he did this when facing the rapid shooting of arrows - lightly tapping the tip of the gun and instantly shattering the incoming arrows. This process seems to be understatement, but in fact it contains the ability to take action, speed, prediction, etc., and is also a symbol of crushing under the strength gap.

Realizing this, Owens's expression changed again and became much darker in an instant. The other party was crushing his attack speed... Does he have any strength?

In extreme shock, he couldn't help but scream again: "Who are you?"

Not far away, "Boss..." David, Luke, and Mithur looked at the familiar figure, the pothole dagger, and under the ghostly high-speed figure, they still maintained the combat style of precise attacks, murmured in a silence, answering Owens's question.

That's right, this must be the boss!

David and Luke were instantly excited. Before, although they had always believed that the boss would not have an accident in the Northern Wilderness, it was also true that he had not come back for such a long time. So when it was mentioned, he was inevitably nervous.

But now this feeling of uneasiness disappeared instantly, the boss is back, and at this most critical moment, the coquettish return!

Compared to David and his two excitement, Mithur's expression seemed much more complicated. He was also excited, but most of them were still confused. He had already thought of a plan, and when he met his boss, he would fight and die under the sword, and he would have ended. But now this simple plan suddenly became blurred. He has been taught by the boss and has been through bloody storms together. How could he end up being ended?

Of course Owens couldn't hear what David and the others said now. Just like Mithur before, the threat of death was as dense as a cloud in his heart. Not to mention the sound of speaking, even if there was a thunder in his ears, he wouldn't be able to hear it.

Of course, this voice does not include Tang En.

After speaking, Tang En did not answer the question, but said lightly: "Too slow, too slow, your attack speed is too slow, it is flashy..."

Listening to these familiar words, Owens' face froze instantly, and he was angry and violently thrust his hand again, but the result did not change at all. Oh, no, there was a little change, that is, the dagger has officially cut into the buffer distance of the spear.

Helplessly, Owens had to retreat to exchange for the attack distance advantage again. But after retreating half a step, the voice came from all directions again, a little misty, "Accelerate, accelerate, continue to accelerate, this is far from enough..."

"Roar, bastard!" Owens roared angrily, his eyes were so bitter that he felt his strong shame turned into a raging fire, instantly burning his body and mind inside and outside. He forced him back half a step back, but he could not step on it... because the blade light was right in front of him.

His mistake sent himself directly to Tang En's attack.

Back, tread...

One step wrong. Every step wrong!

Retreat step by step!

Owens' meticulous gun force is a bit messy. Now he not only has no ability to fight for attack, but even defense is a big problem.

"Can you only do this? It's really disappointing..."

The advantage is obvious, but Tang En still did not let Owens go and continued to say provocative and humiliating words. Because Tang En did not fight for himself in this battle. It is very simple to say that one-hand speed cannot kill people. A dagger without blood and energy increase is unlikely to pierce the heavy armor.

It doesn't make sense, but Tang En still has to do this. The reason is very simple. No matter what, Mishe is his own disciple with his left arm and right arm. If he is humiliated, then he will naturally find the place back!

Pressing forward step by step, the offensive is even more urgent, "I'm sorry to ask..."

Owens naturally didn't know that the humiliating battle in front of him was caused by his chattering problem. Of course, even if he knew, he didn't have time to feel wronged now. Because just as he stepped back step by step and looked at the dazzling blade light in front of him, he suddenly realized that he was a little dizzy again, and the upside down in his chest began to brew...

It is not surprising that this situation will occur. Owens himself knew it. It was just because of the violent physical movement and the difficulty of the eyes to keep up with the opponent's attack rhythm, so he gradually became dizzy... But what if he knew? Owens smiled bitterly, and could not wave his hand and pause the battle now, saying, "Wait a moment, let me slowly first..."

He continued, "Your attack speed is very fast? This is..." Tang En narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, took a step forward, simply breaking the gun, and approaching Owens instantly. Then he flipped his right hand, the dagger disappeared, and he clasped his palm into a fist, and blasted into Owens' chest.

Bastard, don't hit there... Owens couldn't save himself, so he could only watch his fist and hit the most powerful place inside his body.

Bang! He leaned back and flew over ten feet away in the air. Suddenly, "Puff...", the fountain bloomed in the air, but this time it was not blood, but slightly yellow sour water and a small amount of vomit, which looked very spectacular.

Although he was a little confused about the abnormality of the thing he vomited, Tang En did not think about that aspect, but just finished the second half of the sentence lightly, "Is this... who gave you confidence?"

After the words came, Owens fell and smashed into the ruins with a bang.
Chapter completed!
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