Chapter 904

Chapter 904

2014-08-16

bang bang bang...

The sound of explosions from far and near continued to reverberate, creating a huge area like smog The dust and air waves have completely covered this originally peaceful and harmonious city. From time to time, some thin iron signs of shops can be seen, flickering in the gray fog, floating up and down... Those are the Martial Artists of the temple who have lost the trace of Tang En again, and they can't stop the maddening thoughts in their hearts, and they are still holding it. The believer's home is full of suffocation in his chest.

Of course, Tang En will not take care of those powerhouses that look like resentful women. He is now looking up at the semicircular mask above the temple, clicking one's tongue in wonder...

The weather is fine and the sun is just right. Under the faint light, the semi-circular mask above the temple is even more dazzling. And if you look closely, you will find that this semi-circular mask is not a whole, but is made up of pieces of light boards like solid barriers. , it does look like a huge tortoise shell!

After careful observation, Tang En grinned, it really has a deep background, there are so many tricks... Turning to Woodin and asking: "Lu Lao, what Formation is this?"

shook the head, Woodin squinted at the hundreds of Magicians floating above the temple, and said with a chuckle: "This time it's not a Formation, it's just a simple defensive magic shield. It seems that Little Tang you left them last time. Very impressed, the temple Mage Group collectively dispatched a defensive shield to hold up...hehe, this means that you are not welcome."

"That's what I said, Mr. Lu, now eat cold shoulders I'm not alone." curl one's lip, Tang En took a few steps forward, came to the semi-circular mask, paused, narrow eyes slightly narrowed, slowly raised his palm close.

He doesn't have time to spend here. As soon as this dazzling mask appears, those temple powerhouses in the city that look like headless flies will definitely know that he is here, and if he gets entangled here, then It's a real siege.

However, just before Tang En's palm would approach the semicircular mask, a cold and severe question slowly passed to: "Tang En?"

Tang En rolled his eyelids, Looking at a row of more than ten silhouettes dressed in big red robes and with white hair on their heads appearing in the sky not far away, most of them are hands behind ones back, condescending and disdainful. As for the person who spread the word, it was an old man with a crystal staff in the crowd. Although his elongated face was a little ugly, the city was quite deep, and he didn't show the poor appearance of shouting and killing to Tang En, the bitter master.

"It's Veron..." Woodin nodded suddenly, revealing the identity of the old man who spoke. Hearing this, Tang En raised his eyebrows. Hearing the name of the great character sent by Temple Federation to preside over the overall situation, he also raised his head and looked at Veron. Immediately, he lowered his eyes and continued to study the semicircular mask. What should he do? what to do.

Although there are no words, this god's attitude has angered the high-level officials of the temple. Why have they always been aloof and remote so despised?

"Arrogant!" "Impudent!" "If such evil heretics are not purified, they are simply an insult to the gods..." , stopped the angry cursing of the few people beside him, squinted at Tang En, and said seriously: "You can't break this defensive barrier! Why don't you take this opportunity to talk about something else, such as what you said in your letter earlier. ..."

Tang En didn't lift his head: "I'm not used to talking to people in the air, especially if I'm an old fogey...Tsk, wait for me to go in, we can talk face to face."

"Hehe, I appreciate your confidence, even though I don't know where it comes from..." Veron shook his head and laughed, not hiding the disapproval look on his face, "However, I said Yes, you can't break this!"

As if to confirm Veron's words, the semi-circular mask that was a few inches between Shang and Tang En's palms seemed to be suddenly touched, and the magic rune around him lit up, naked The eyes are invisible like ripples in the water. Tang En's expression changed suddenly, the danger alarm bell suddenly rang in his heart, and he quickly retreated, and he would exit the ripple range without delay. However, the protruding arm was still like being hit by a long cowhide whip drawn at a high speed, and it swayed away suddenly, painful...

"Haha, boast shamelessly!" "Come in and talk about... ...Can you get in now, you bastard?" "Is this what you call self-confidence? Haha..."

Scathing sarcasm! I don't know if it's because of the most recent embarrassing situation, or some other reason, these high-level executives seem unusually unable to calm down, especially after seeing the embarrassment of Tang En, the source of the scourge, they can't stop taking pleasure in other people's misfortune.

"This defensive barrier gathers all the strength and experience of the Temple Mage Group, which is not comparable to the previous confinement circle. It can not only block the entry of tangible substances, but also cut off space! Little Tang, you are indeed I can't break this." Woodin could naturally see that Tang En's seemingly untouched attempt just now used spatial means, so after seeing Tang En's failure, he explained it a little.

Tang En heard the words lightly nodded, but he didn't look depressed. Not to mention the thousand-year-old heritage of the temple, it is the temple Mage Group composed of more than a hundred Magicians. The lineup is extremely luxurious, and it is normal for him to be unable to break it.

Put out his ears, looked up and looked towards the top of the more than ten temples who cursed himself, Tang En twitched his lips: "I once heard people say that swearing was invented as a way to escape and fight. It's a compromise. Hehe, what are you afraid of?"

"Afraid? We're afraid of you? Haha..."

Like the funniest joke in the world, When more than a dozen high-level officials heard the words, they were startled at first, and then they raised their heads and laughed in unison.

Tang En said with a smile: "Oh, one more sentence. The more a person lacks, the more he likes to show off. Similarly, when a person is more afraid of fear, his actions are extraordinarily exaggerated. It's ridiculous."

"Uh..." Man Tian's mocking laughter collapsed, like a rooster suddenly pinched by his throat, and the faces of more than a dozen senior executives suddenly flushed red, neither scolding nor laughing. After the paused, someone coldly snorted, "sharp-tongued!" It seemed to be disdainful to argue, but only I knew the throbbing in my heart. In the past few months, they were really afraid that this guy called Tang En's would come out to make trouble again...

Tang En laughed, didn't beat the underdog, just kept talking in the heart. Call Old Butler, call Old Butler... can you hear me? Fuck it's not easy! It's finally time to learn your old poisonous tongue skills for a second layer...

Bellon couldn't help being lightly snorted when he saw this, and he couldn't agree with the battle strength of his companions. At the same time, he lost his interest in continuing Camouflage, so he turned his face down and waved his hand fiercely: "This is the end, Tang En..."

"This is the end?" Tang En said directly. He shook his head regretfully, "By the way, I still want to go in and have a good talk with you face to face."

"Ha..." Bellon was instantly enraged when he heard the words, and shook his head disdainfully, "Come in? It's up to you?"

"Or else? It's up to them..." Tang En pointed to the experts in the temple who were constantly surrounding him, and spread his hands, "Don't blame me for being too frank, just rely on these battle strengths. There are only five scumbags, if you want to kill me, go back to cultivation for several decades."

Grass - a group of experts from the temple who just came from the city of holy light in a dizzy way, once again get Unjustly ridiculed, his face became very ugly. If it wasn't for Veron who hadn't given the order, they would have rushed forward.

"Is that so..." Veron sneered noncommittally and waved his hand. Immediately, three burly silhouettes quietly rose from the temple. Two old men and a middle age person were all expressionless, and neither had any magical shield body protection, which seemed very ordinary.

But just by looking at the posture of this spatial flight, and the appearance of Veron, who seems to be calm and solemn, it can be seen that these three people will not be simple...

"This is Yes—all the retired lords of Knight Hall? They even came..." Opening his mouth, Owens on the roof of the side hall rubbed the panda's eyes with a shocked expression, and then licked his dry lips, "This time That Tang En... I'm afraid it's going to be difficult!"

The so-called retired adults from the Knight Hall are naturally only the previous Holy Knight Captains. They may be old and weak in actual combat conditions, but the time after retirement is enough for them to slowly precipitate the experience of hundreds of battles in the front half of their bodies, and eventually evolve into a sublimation on the realm! Over and over, the battle strength actually improved.

Of course Savian also understands this, but she didn't pay attention to these seniors, instead she clutched the light gun in her hand tightly, her finger bones were white, and she stared at Tang at the periphery. En, her mood is complicated... From Cleric's identity, of course she should support the temple. But now that Tang En is in jeopardy, the balance in my heart can't stop swaying left and right, and finally tilts slowly...

What are you waiting for! You wretched guy, you must have something behind, right? there must be! Please, take it out quickly...

I can't tell if it's self-comfort or self-deception, Tang En doesn't know it at all.

Three genuine Sky Rank Martial Artists? Fuck ah...Although Tang En has long known that the temple has deep roots and was mentally prepared for it, but when he saw the temple throw out three more genuine Sky Rank Martial Artists, he couldn't help being secretly shocked.

This is so weak that people who fight for godfather and godfather directly fight for ancestral graves, and they are not on the same level at all...

"Haha, heresy! Waiting for the gods. Sanction is imminent!"

"My temple stretches for thousands of years, how can a clown like you be able to shake it, just wait to die..."

...

Tang En didn't pay any attention to the high-level shrines who couldn't help but jump out again this time. He just squinted and watched the three Sky Rank Martial Artists fly higher and higher, as if they were going to fly directly from the top of the semicircle mask... Obviously , even with their realm strength, they can't directly attack Tang En on the outside inside the mask. From this point of view, this semicircular mask is indeed evil! But...

Tang En sighed lightly, took a step back, bowed his waist and waved his hand in an inviting gesture, "You've been watching the show for so long, shouldn't it be time to show your hand? ?"

This was naturally said to Woodin, but Woodin squinted his head, looked at the three Sky Rank Martial Artists, and said calmly, "Wait."

"Wait and it will kill you, boss."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure!"

"Okay." He sighed regretfully and retracted his gaze. Woodin slowly raised the extremely domineering golden ring knife in his hand, dīng líng líng, in the breeze, the eight golden rings lightly hit the blade, making a crisp and trivial sound.

The scene was silent, "Uh...haha, is this your trump card?" A temple executive stared blankly at Woodin, and then at the golden wire ring saber exclusively for bandits and bandits, unable to help himself. Laugh out loud, very happy.

This time it wasn't an exaggeration to cover up his fear, and even Beilong, who was deeply in the city, couldn't help shaking his head and laughing, his face full of absurd colors. A gold ring knife wants to break down the defensive barriers laid by the temple Mage Group, which is to say that Tang En is crazy or crazy...

And the mask The people inside were different. The experts surrounding the temple behind Tang En and Woodin suddenly froze, their pupils contracted sharply, and they couldn't stop shivering slightly...

Above the temple, the sun was just right, and the breeze was not strong. Noisy, this is a good weather for outing. But at this time, the experts in the temple seem to be in the polar iceberg, the whole body is freezing cold, and there is no warm breath.

The focus of the line of sight, the Woodin figure holding the golden ring knife high, has long been blurred. In the eyes of them, I only felt that in the dark night, I saw the sleeping Great Desolate Giant Beast slowly wake up and slowly open its cruel and ruthless eyes! It is also like suddenly seeing a huge dragon head silently protruding from the clouds in the sky, looking down at the world and looking down at all beings!

The body, trembling, trembling--totally stiff!

Brain, confusion, confusion—a blank!

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No one knows what happened at this moment, except Tang En. As the closest to Woodin, the alarm bell in his heart has been numb, both eyes are fixed on the big gold ring knife, and his narrow eyes are almost narrowed into a gap!

Obviously there is no flash of fighting light, but Tang En, who is good at restraining aura, still smells the familiar smell from the knife. Well, in the secret institution of Cold Water City not long ago , he also smelled a similar smell - that is, the smell of pinnacle danger!

The many distracting thoughts were only for a moment, the top of the temple was still laughing, the three Sky Rank Martial Artists were still rising, and half of an old man's body had stepped out of the mask... At this moment , Woodin took a step, Shrinking the Earth into an Inch straight to the semi-circle mask, and swung down the big knife.

"Haha, he really chopped chopped... chopped, eh?"

The mocking words suddenly paused, and immediately, the rays of light were released, and the semi-circle mask seemed to look To the wild cat of the tiger, its fur exploded in an instant, and it assumed its most powerful posture, just like the dazzling Xueying that the east slowly lifted into the sky in the early morning every day. The mysterious rune on it also roams with Rapid Speed, and like moth flies into the flame, Rapid Speed rushes to a certain area of the northern mask, intending to make up for something.

But it's too late!

Touching the semi-circular mask for the ordinary golden ring knife... There is no explosion of heaven shaking, earth shattering, Tang En standing not far away, only smells "scoff" There was a slight sound, as if a red-hot iron rod had been stabbed into the ice water, paused, and the front end of the large golden ring knife easily pierced into the mask, as if it had pierced a thin layer of gauze, followed by the golden ring, the blade, and the other. A golden ring...

The moment the "pu..." mask was broken, more than a hundred Magicians floating in the air suddenly opened their mouths and spewed a large blood mist, the figure swayed uncertainly, staring blankly. He was horrified at the large golden ring knife that was easily cut in!

The flying height of Veron and the others was not high, and when the blood mist drifted down with the wind, it just enveloped them. No one was disgusted and avoided, no one even blinked, stared blankly, and their expressions were completely frozen... What is the situation?

"Enter!" Walking with the knife, Woodin stepped forward along the narrow passage that was split out. Tang En was stunned when he heard the sound, subconsciously followed him in, and then he realized that he was meowing and I just came in like this? !

This is the first reaction, and the second reaction that follows is—it's not so easy to walk through the door of your own house, right? Do you want to be so casual? It's just...it's just cheating the audience...

The idea is fleeting, and reason returns. Tang En exhaled, instantly understood the key to Woodin breaking the mask. It is also simple to say, that is use point to break surface!

At any rate, it is a temple Mage Group composed of more than 100 Advanced or Grand Magicians. Even Woodin can't easily break the defensive barriers laid by such a luxurious lineup. But the area of the Northern Temple is too large. If you want to cover such a large area, the amount of defensive power must be scattered.

And this also gave Woodin a chance, he didn't need to completely break the defensive barrier, he just needed to open a gap to come in, so naturally it was much easier. Of course, this gap cannot be opened by anyone. If there is no realm like Woodin, even if you think of a way, it will be in vain...

However, no matter what method is used, whether there is a trick, Tang En It is an indisputable fact that Woodin has entered the scope of the temple!

Immediately after, "Ah—" Zhentian screamed, with a bang, Tang En subconsciously raised his head, and saw a mass of blood mist exploded right above the splendid mask. A genuine Sky Rank Martial Artist who stepped out of the mask!

Also unlucky for him. When Woodin swung his knife to attack, it was the moment he passed through the mask. Originally above the mask, there should be a weak safe passage for them to go out and destroy Tang En. But when the mask met the golden ring knife, and all the formidable power burst out in an instant, the Sky Rank Martial Artist, who was caught in the middle, naturally suffered a seedling. You must know that this is not a game world, and the magic here can not recognize who is a teammate? Who is the enemy? Anyone who enters the attack range at this time is absolutely disrespectful...

However, is this really just a matter of luck?

Tang En remembered the regretful look on Woodin's face just before the attack, and then looked at the other two Sky Rank Martial Artists not far from the mask, flying at the same height, how could he still not understand... Woodin said Wait, I want to let go of the unlucky Sky Rank Martial Artist, maximize the benefits, and eliminate the other two in one fell swoop. Although Woodin didn't take the initiative to help him kill before, but this is the opponent's magic backlashing, so naturally he can't blame him...

scratching his hair, Tang En remembered what he said very firmly just now. 'I'm sure', couldn't help but face bitter and painful.

Fuck! Can't you finish what you have to say? Isn't this stupid...

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Straight up, don't look at the outer Tang En, fly higher and higher . (To be continued.)