Ultimate Assassin System

Dang En, pay back my uncle's life!

Chi - the sound of the sword piercing the sky screamed and reached my ears.

Tang En's figure suddenly rushed forward, swept a few feet across, and then swung his arm backwards, and the bloody dagger that was shaken just touched the tip of the green sword.

Ding!

The long sword swung in an arc, Tang En took the opportunity to turn around suddenly, Borg... behind him was Borg who was attacking with the sword, and under the light of the blue grudge, the originally handsome face looked a little sad and angry. Pulling back the long sword, it quickly pierced Tang En's eyebrows.

Die to me!

The distance between the two was extremely short, but Borg attacked without even putting on his grudge armor, obviously risking his life.

Tang En opened his hands, kicked the ground, and stepped back.

Borg, what are you doing? To be honest, Tang En has not figured out the situation yet. He and Borg were old acquaintances, but today they suddenly drew their swords.

The Qingmang long sword advanced fiercely, but Tang En also retreated quickly, and the two sides maintained a shocking distance.

Seeing Tang En right in front of him, but still unable to close the distance, Borg yelled sadly: What am I doing? You killed my uncle, what do you think I am doing!

Your uncle...Bo Lai? Tang En finally came to his senses. He really didn't have many enemies in the Gray Army, and the only time he was ruthless was Bo Lai.

Bole is Borg's uncle? No wonder, last time in the tactics department, he was also the first to rescue him!

Don't run! Borg no longer bothered to answer Tang En's question, and concentrated on rushing forward with his sword. He really hates that he is not a high-level warrior now, otherwise he would definitely be able to hit Tang En who is close at hand.

Borg, you...

Go to hell! Before Tang En could finish speaking, Borg's eyes suddenly lit up, and with a loud roar, his fighting spirit radiated again, and his body leaped into the air undefended.

It turned out that there was an earthen passageway wall behind Tang En, and he could not retreat now.

At this time, Tang En's footsteps suddenly stopped. Of course, he knew the situation behind him. The killer's professional habits had already allowed him to see the surrounding environment clearly at the first time. Shaking his head, the bloody dagger seemed to be slowly lifted from his side, and it was accurately pointed on the blade.

boom!

Overbearing Black Meteorite Mother, extremely penetrating blood! The combination of the two directly shattered the sword body, turning it into pieces of tiny metal iron and throwing it away.

Ah!!! Seeing that he was about to stab, the long sword was shattered. Borg became even crazier. He let go and threw away the hilt of his sword, and rushed forward with a punch!

Seeing that the other party had completely lost his mind, Tang En frowned, shook his hand and put away the dagger, and then pinched his fingers into claws to accurately grasp Borg's wrist, and lifted it on his left shoulder. Whoosh, the figure flew out of his head, and directly hit another man a few meters away. On one side of the earth wall.

Bang... Borg's strength is only a beginner's intermediate fighter, and he was not an opponent of Tang En in the first place. Later, without a weapon, he fought hand-to-hand with Tang En, who was proficient in melee combat. Naturally, he was easily taken down.

Borg, Don, stop!

It took only a few breaths for Borg to go from being assassinated to being thrown out. Josiah over there had just reacted from the astonishment, and hurried over anxiously shouting.

Ah! Ah! Ah!

Borg, who was printed on the wall, propped up his body, his eyes were bloodshot, and he rushed forward with a howl regardless.

Falk... Tang En curled his lips, stretched out his hand to catch the impacting straight punch, twisted his waist, stepped sideways, swung his arms, boom! Borg was thrown out like a cannonball again.

Ah, you killed my uncle, you killed my uncle... Amidst the groans of madness, Borg stood up and rushed towards this side again staggeringly.

There was a lot of movement here, and gradually many gray-clothed soldiers gathered to watch. They didn't know what happened here, and they all whispered, Hey, isn't that Borg, who is the other person?

I don't know, looking at Miansheng...killed uncle? What's going on here?

Uh, there is news that Chief Bray committed suicide this morning... If you say that, then this person should be the leader of the gray space. His name is Tang, Tang or something...

I'm getting more and more confused by what you said. Isn't the gray space our hero? How did you kill Borg's uncle?

This matter is more complicated. I also heard people say that it seems...

... Tang En glanced around and frowned slightly. Turning sideways, Borg punched nothing, and his body leaned forward uncontrollably.

Twain, I killed you, I want to kill...

Don, stop hitting!

boom! It was quiet!

Tang En put away his palms expressionlessly, and Borg collapsed, lying on the ground motionless.

Uh, Don, you... Josiah opened his mouth and paused.

Tang En spread his hands: It's nothing, I'm just dizzy... so brave!

With a loud shout suddenly, Tang En's figure spun rapidly. In an instant, layers of blood line densely covered his side. Then, several colorful lights rose from the crowd.

Murder pays for life, Tang En, you can't escape!

Dare to kill my second brother, you will die here today!

kill!

While everyone was staring in astonishment, several figures passed over from above, attacking and killing Tang En in the field one after another.

It happened so suddenly that almost no one reacted. Frey and the others came back to their senses, but these fighting spirit warriors shot together, they were too far away, and they were too far away to stop them now!

storm!

Tang En's eyes turned cold, his figure disappeared, and the dense blood line began to revolve around the center. Hiss...the sound of knives cutting through the air continued.

Ding, ding, ding... bang, bang, bang... In the small earth pit, fighting spirit was everywhere, and sword light and saber spirit were shining on the spot.

Rumbling... The passage that was closer began to collapse, and in an instant, the mud and ashes fell down, creating a turbid world. The surrounding people backed away in a hurry, lest they be affected.

But soon, the light of fighting energy was covered up, and a bloody whirlwind began to occupy this place, circling and wreaking havoc.

As soon as the attacking long sword and war knife touched it, it was quickly twisted in and shattered immediately. If you don't let go at this time, your body will be swallowed.

Get out!

Amidst the roar, several figures spat out blood, and rolled out of the dust in a state of embarrassment.

If someone is careful, they will see that these are the ones with the lowest strength just now, and there are still a few intermediate warriors still fighting beside the whirlwind!

Twain's current situation is not very good. The storm skill is indeed powerful. It can be said that as long as you can control it, it will gradually grow stronger with time... But now he has activated it completely hastily, and he has not knocked away several intermediate warriors in one fell swoop. the point. Even if it continues like this, the storm will probably dissipate.

Tang En narrowed his long and narrow eyes slightly. If that's the case, then don't blame me for being ruthless!

Spreading his hands, he raised his head and shouted angrily: Explode! Explode! Explode!

The red whirlwind suddenly stagnated and collapsed, and countless blood lines were thrown out like flying sickles, radiating all surrounding areas.

boom! boom! boom!

The onlookers felt a red light in front of their eyes, as if seeing a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. Then an uncontrollable blood-colored sword glow gushed out. Quickly sweep everything around. All the vertical and horizontal fighting spirit and the mounds of dirt in the passage were directly crushed... And this is not the end, everyone was horrified to find that the blood light spread to the periphery.

Not good! Frey pulled back Josiah, who was standing still, and then grabbed a long spear, and shot into it with green awn fighting spirit.

Bang, clatter... Frey retreated in embarrassment. As soon as his spear entered, he was quickly twisted into pieces.

Back, back quickly! He didn't have a thunder gun in his hand now, so he had to call everyone to retreat quickly. At this moment, Stop! An order came from afar.

Then an invisible coercion came down in an instant, and the periphery of the blood light seemed to be covered with a layer of light gold tulle, stopping the pace of continuing to move forward.

Those blood-colored sword lights seemed unwilling to do so, and they were still attacking the golden tulle one after another like fierce ghosts. They were eager to kill, thirsty for blood... But although the golden veil was thin, it firmly restrained the blood lights like chains. , despite the impact, he still looked unhappy.

Finally, the weak blood light began to thin out, and the coverage area continued to shrink, gradually, gradually... until it disappeared completely.

... The bitter cold wind blows, and the dust is quickly swept away.

Everyone who was still in shock looked up and couldn't help but gasped. The previous earth walls in the field are all gone now, only a large flat depression remains... oh, it's not too flat, because almost every inch of the ground is deeply and shallowly carved with spiral traces.

Around the sidelines, there were a few bloody figures. From the twitching movements from time to time, it could be seen that they were not dead, but... Uh, with every piece of good flesh on their bodies, it might be better to die.

The two people in the middle were the least injured. One was standing and the other was lying down.

Standing was Tang En. Although he was staggering and dressed in rags, he still insisted on not falling down. The one lying there was a comatose Borg, and the center of the storm was also the place with the weakest power, so he was lucky enough to escape under Dun En's feet.

What are you doing? Is the infighting fun? Do you still take me, the leader, and the Gray Army to heart? Luosha, who was walking from a distance, looked sullen at the messy scene, Joe Shia, tell me what's going on!

Uh, Aunt Losa...

Pfft... Tang En spat out the congested blood in his throat, and then let out a long breath, finally suppressing the churning blood in his chest.

This kind of brute force explosion without waiting for the storm to take shape naturally has sequelae. Well, the consequences are better than being broken.

The last time Tang En was blown up by a storm was when he broke through on the grassland. At that time, he was covered in pain and fell into a coma for two days. It's better now, with only internal injuries and no external injuries.

Tang En, who had recovered a little, turned his attention directly to the simple man holding a sword behind Luosha. The other party's face was as flat as water, and he stood quietly by the side, still as non-existent as when he first saw him.

But Tang En was clear in his heart that there were turbulent waves hidden under the calm water!

The golden tulle that locked the blood light just now was sent by him, such a long distance, such domineering power... What kind of strength does this person reach?

Borg's revenge... Bolai is dead? After hearing what Josiah said, Luosha's face was very surprised and ugly. Then he looked at the surrounding scene and waved his hand, Clean up here and send Bog and the others back for treatment. Well, let Minister Bosco come to my room later.

Taking a deep breath, Luosha continued, Tang En, how are you...all right? Then come with me!