Chapter 972
2014-09-20
(ps: I see, don’t worry, the civet cat Condition is picking up. Well, the number of words is nearly 4,000 today, write It's pretty cool, I hope you all enjoy reading it too. ^-^)Rain can be regarded as the tears of God. And God has never been a kind guy. If he sheds tears, he will definitely be stained with sadness with the whole world.
But what Philip said, someone was about to cry, of course it wasn't Tang En.
From a certain point of view, Tang En and Philip are a strange pair of bad friends, although their positions are very different, but they can indeed be called heart-to-heart.
Tang En knew Philip, so after learning that the person who found Allen's identity was Philip, he simply gave up the rescue plan and no longer worried about the safety of Allen and the others.
At the same time, Philip also knew Tang En very well. Although he knew that Winslyn brought a lot of experts this time, and their background was not small, and some even came from the palace of the royal court. But since seeing Tang En appear to save Savian with his own eyes, Philip believes that he must be fully prepared.
So, the only person who wants to cry is Winslyn...
However, the actual situation today is that although Tang En didn't cry, he wanted to cry without tears. There is more sweat than tears.
Saviian is too heavy, and this weight even makes Tang En not have any reverie about men in his heart, as if he is not carrying a beautiful woman with a unique temperament and a lovable body. It's a big mountain, a huge mountain that makes people feel hopeless, and he is the Yugong who is moving the mountain...
"hū chī...No, no, no, lose weight, You must lose weight! If it goes on like this, when you get married, you can crush your man directly on the wedding bed..." He gasped and said no. Tang En was running fast under his feet. Haven't even forgotten the tsukkomi teasing.
"Then put it down." twitched his lips, Savian, who had just escaped from the trial stand, seemed to be in a good mood, not conscious of being a burden at all, and hugged Tang En's neck tightly, "You bring Where do you want to go after the gang of people behind you?"
"Yo! I warn you not to provoke me, do you really think I dare not leave you... hū chī... Wait. The terrain here is not complicated enough, I can't let go of my hands and feet, huh..."
Needless to say, the experienced Savian certainly understands what Tang En's means. The current situation is that Tang En can only let go of his hands and feet to fight back if he puts down Savian. But the key is that the current terrain is not complicated enough, and Tang En can't temporarily get rid of the rear tracking line of sight. So if Savian is put down at this time, she is likely to be Insta-killed by the Sky Rank powerhouse that is chasing after her...
"Then you need to run faster, at the current speed... ..." Looking back, Savian said calmly. "The sky directly behind, 3 minutes. A Sky Rank Martial Artist can catch up with us. The street on the right, in about five minutes, the cannon fodder you mentioned earlier should be able to detour to our route."
"hū chī ... it's easy to say, you can try to speed up." Tang En's eyes have already taken the surrounding terrain in the entire scene, and then he suddenly paused, changed his forward path, and turned to the right. Fang ran to the Rapid Speed of a three-story attic.
Instead of entering, he stopped at the outer wall on the west side of the attic and temporarily disappeared from the sight of the Sky Rank Martial Artist who was chasing after him.
"Take a break!" Putting down Savian, Tang En explained concisely, then shook his hand, squinted his head, took a deep breath, and seemed to be breathing hard.
For a short while, Savian watched Tang En's undulating chest slowly calm down, and he couldn't help but lightly nodded, showing a look of admiration. It's certainly not resting, or just resting. Instead, it is quickly adjusting the Condition and adjusting it to the best make a move Condition before the war!
That's right, Tang En is about to do it.
The plan can't keep up with the changes, because the old lady with a strong sense of justice, Tang En and their whereabouts were exposed a little early, and they were soon followed by the nearby Earth Rank Martial Artist and the Sky Rank powerhouse who came over. superior. At the speed of Tang En they are now, getting rid of it is impossible. Only by killing these two people quickly can we have a chance to run to that complex terrain.
And this is what makes Savian puzzled. Earth Rank Martial Artist Needless to say, Savian believes that if Tang En is really motivated to kill, it is not an impossible thing to solve his opponent in one face-to-face. But the Sky Rank powerhouse is different. Even if Tang En has a variety of weird Assassin sections, even if Tang En is stronger than the opponent, but in the endless air battle, the opponent can advance and retreat freely. .
And as far as Savian knows, Tang En has Sky Rank strength, but never likes spatial flight. The only time she fought in the air was when she swung her gun to help him...
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The chasing troops came very quickly, just as Savian was thinking about it, she was chasing after him. Sky Rank powerhouse finally met Tang En for the first time.
A dwarf old man dressed in a dark blue robe and with a goatee beard.
It should be similar to Savian's idea. This Sky Rank old man appeared very just and honorable. He didn't rush to greet Winslyn and the others. He just stood in the sky on the left side of the attic. The scrutinizing eyes directly looked towards Tang En, who was still dressed as a Light God Knight, as if curious, but also a little disdainful.
"Angelo." Squinting, Savian looked at the Sky Rank old man who completely ignored her existence, frowned and called out the other party's name.
There are not many Sky Rank Martial Artists, and it is not surprising that they know each other in their previous status as Savian. "Huh... Know? Acquaintances?" He slowly spat out his last mouthful of impure air, Tang En looked up and down, and asked casually.
Shaking his head, Savian's expression showed a bit of disgust: "No, I've heard of it. He has been famous for a long time, and he uses a pair of unique iron claws. If I remember correctly, his current status should be enshrined by the royal court of Titus!"
"Hehe, status doesn't matter. As long as he doesn't have friendship with you, then this matter will be easy to handle." Listen With a slightly worried reminder, Tang En laughed without saying much, raised hand and pointed straight at Angelo unceremoniously, withdrew, and slowly slid across his neck, grinning with sharp teeth.
Throat cutting!
There is no good player in the fight. Since it is an enemy, there is nothing to say.
Angelo's old face instantly turned blue when he saw this. Robes stirred. At some point in time, his hands were covered with a pair of blood-stained iron claws. He waved and roared: "Boy seeking death!" At this moment, Angelo made a quick decision in his heart, and must personally use iron claws to cut every piece of flesh and blood of this ignorant boy!
However, as soon as the word of death fell, before Angelo could put the cruel thoughts in his heart into action, a flower suddenly flashed before his eyes, and a bewitching blade light was handed directly to his throat. killing intent Sen Han!
"Uh..." Not to mention how Angelo's soul flew away and scattered at this moment, Savian below was completely stunned. She was sitting next to Tang En, watching him turn his hand to show the dagger just a moment ago, but the next moment suddenly disappeared in place, straight to Angelo. It seems that the distance of dozens of meters in the middle does not exist at all...
Teleport? Space magic?
Savian subconsciously shook his head in denial. Although Tang En's martial skill is a bit weird, it is still within the category of Martial Artist, absolutely impossible to be Magician.
But if so, how did he manage to cross a distance of several hundred meters in an instant?
"roar!!"
Reluctantly suppressed the doubts in my heart. Savian, who was awakened by Angelo's surprised and angry roar, squinted his eyes and looked up towards the air...half his mouth open. Again stunned.
Offense, defense, attack, attack, attack... In just a short time, a little claw shadow was directly engulfed by several times, hundreds of times of blade light, and even Angelo's embarrassed posture was also faintly discernible, like a boat on the turbulent sea, on the verge of collapse.
close combat! Or close combat war!
Saviian has played against Tang En many times, and naturally knows Tang En's style of play very well. It is no exaggeration to say that Savian believes that on the ground, if Tang En is brought into the rhythm of a close combat battle, even if the opponent's Battle Qi is a realm stronger than him, it is basically useless.
But it was only on the ground. Savian never imagined that Tang En's perverted close combat level in midair without the slightest focus was still as sharp as before... This is the same as that of the Academy. The fierce battle in the air is different. Although Tang En was also fighting in the air that time, it can be clearly seen that Tang En is a little uncomfortable, like taking a chestnut out of fire. Nine deaths and still alive seek leverage from the enemy.
This time is different, Tang En didn't deliberately seek leverage in Anqi Luo, nor did he stand upright in the void, but used a method similar to the teleportation just now, constantly in Anqi Luo. The surroundings of Luo's body flashed crazily, and they were suppressed.
Like an aerial close combat on the ground?
This sounds a bit confusing, it is Savian's chaotic and dazed state of mind now, staring at Tang En blankly, as if he is watching a Magician in a space that looks like a monster, and is extremely Skilled with a dagger. Playing hand-to-hand with people, and finally gaining the upper hand...
In this scene, Fuck is too inconsistent!
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Well, no matter what Savian thinks now, there is one thing she has already confirmed. That is the long-established Angelo with a cruel style, this time it is properly planted!
The fact is almost the same. Angelo, who is the Sky Rank powerhouse, only said one sentence after he appeared on the stage with restraint, and then he had no chance to speak again - suppressed, infinitely suppressed, and infinitely suppressed. suppress!
Actually, judging from the iron claws on his hands, this Angelo should also be a good player in close combat. This may be the reason why he looked towards Tang En's before, some scrutiny and some disdain. However, what he encountered this time was a real expert. He lasted about one minute before and after, and finally,
"Ah——" shrill and miserable shriek, a little bit of spark, two afterimages abruptly Throwing it out of the battle circle, two lines of blood and water arcs were drawn in the air. Those are two iron claws, two iron claws that are broken at the wrist and connected to the palm!
Immediately afterwards, the mournful howl was abruptly interrupted, like a rooster suddenly pinched by the neck.
In the air, thousands of blades were all disappeared. Only Tang En held the dagger in his backhand, twisted his waist and straddled, and pulled out a long, faint line of blood in a posture of great tension and beauty.
In front of him, Angelo's short body leaned back as much as possible, and his gray head was raised, as if he was trying his best to avoid something. But Nai He's exposed neck was already marked with a terrifying bloody mouth that could see broken bones...
The cutting of the throat is also a kind of etiquette. As long as it is a courtesy, there is no reason to take it back!
At this point, the outcome has been decided! Life and death are decided!
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Below, Savian stared blankly at this very visually impactful scene, feeling that time seemed to have stagnated, and he was speechless.
Immediately, the blood line faded and the body fell.
"Huh... this pervert!" He murmured in a low voice, spitting out the turbid air that had been held in his chest for a long time. Savian shook his head and looked away, pursing his lips, feeling a little lost in his heart. Even at this moment, I suddenly understood Winslyn's psychology.
The guy who was chased by himself to Beihuang and couldn't escape after several thousands of li seemed to be stronger, and he left him far behind... No wonder Sword, like the prince of heaven God dísciple, I couldn't help feeling jealous...
Savvy frowned suddenly, turned her head and looked towards the right. A few feet away, a middle aged big man holding a heavy sword just turned around the corner of the attic, gasping for breath, his chest heaving and he seemed to run a long section of the road.
It was the Earth Rank Martial Artist who first discovered Tang En's traces.
But now, his attention is completely not on Savian who is very close, but he opens his mouth and raises his head, looking towards the air stupidly... It is said that it is better to come early than to come by chance, this middle aged big man The timing of the appearance was very coincidental, just in time for the scene where Tang En killed Angelo.
Of course, if he was given another chance, it would be hard to say whether he would chase so desperately...
Next moment, the middle aged big man blinked and blinked again , The already opened mouth was even wider, and his face was full of shock and astonishment.
It turned out that Tang En, who was still in the air just now, dissipated like a breeze and disappeared in an instant.
Thinking of something, the middle aged big man subconsciously looked towards the surroundings of the body, clenched the heavy sword tightly, and looked nervously in a mess.
However, at this time, "Are you looking for me?" A palm stretched out from behind and quietly put on the big man's shoulder.
With a soft voice, the middle aged big man's body suddenly stiffened.
"Oh, although I always thought that being a cannon fodder requires self-awareness, your consciousness is too high... Then, goodbye..."
…………(To be continued..)