Ultimate Assassin System

The gloomy clouds are still bleak, and the gloomy color does not increase or decrease. There are just a few more stray raindrops, falling one after another, bringing a little coolness to the depressing atmosphere here.

For a moment, the west exterior wall of the attic.

The strong fighting energy fluctuation not long ago was like fireflies in the dark night, quickly attracting several sensitive masters.

The throat bone is shattered, and a sharp blade penetrates the back of the heart... Tsk! Beautiful, one blow is fatal, and there is no room for struggle. After looking at the neat ground around him, the old man in gray put down the body in his hand, shook his head and smacked his lips, saying with some appreciation. Make accurate judgments.

I told you that he is very capable in close combat. Wen Silin frowned and looked at the corpse on the ground, and said with a gloomy face. The reason for his bad mood was certainly not because the earth-level warrior was killed, but because the latter obviously did not take his previous confession to heart and dared to approach Tang En so unscrupulously, resulting in the failure of tracking.

It's just an earth-level warrior, let alone a sneak attack. The fat old man with white beard and hair and a rosy face seemed to have different opinions. He glanced at the corpse indifferently and hummed indifferently.

The earth-level strength is not weak anymore. Even if it is a sneak attack, it is really not easy for the opponent to be killed without any resistance. And... Shaking his head, the old man in gray looked around, Since it is a fatal blow, Then the fluctuation of fighting spirit we felt before should not be him...Why hasn't Mr. An arrived yet?

The so-called peace of mind is naturally Angelica.

Wen Silin and the two were stunned when they heard this. Yes, they could feel the fluctuations in fighting spirit. There was no reason why Angelo, who was also an air-level warrior, couldn't feel it. But it hasn’t appeared yet…

No need to wait. At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came. Attic to the north. One is tall. The old man, who looked as rigid as a tombstone, walked over.

A wave of his hand. Two bloody iron claws and a corpse in a navy blue robe were thrown over, The hands were cut off and the throat was wiped cleanly. It is too dead to die anymore.

Uh... Mr. An! Looking at Angelo's body on the ground with his hands broken at the wrists and a body that shrank and twisted like a big rat, Wen Silin and the other three couldn't help but change their expressions, and they all exclaimed in surprise.

How, how is this possible? The time from when we felt the fluctuation of fighting energy to when we rushed here... was only five minutes at most! The fat old man had a look of shock on his face. He no longer looked as relaxed and casual as before, so he subconsciously shook his head in denial.

If I hadn't found these iron claws around, I wouldn't have believed it. But now, it's the truth! The tall old man leaned over and squinted his eyes, with a cold expression showing a nervous smile, and gently fiddled with Angelo's penis. The detached head, This is a real butcher... Look, the fatal wound was a knife across the neck, cutting half of Mr. An's throat bone in an instant from right to left. The strength is perfect... beautiful! This can guarantee Kill instantly without the head being chopped off on the spot. Or falling off from a high altitude and losing its beauty. Tsk! Perfect!

Licking his lips, he felt as satisfied as if he had eaten a rich meal. Then Angelo straightened his face and said, Look here, it should have been dropped from a high altitude on its back, so An Qiluo's face has been preserved very well. Ha, this should be regarded as a blessing in misfortune, at least there will be no need for subsequent sewing when he is buried... ... waved his hand, Of course, this is not the point. The point is An Lao's well-preserved expression at the moment before his death. Hmm... Pain and shock?

After thinking, the tall old man raised his blood-stained finger and touched his chin in an attempt to restore the scene. This scene made Wen Silin and others' mouths twitch. However, the former seemed oblivious and continued to analyze, The pain is not difficult to understand. Let me guess, this should be before Mr. An cut his throat. Caused by having his hands cut off. As for the shock... Mr. An is a person who has seen big scenes, and he is extremely rich in experience, combat experience, etc. What on earth did he see that made him so shocked? I'm really curious. ah……

After thinking for a while, the tall old man shook his head regretfully, It's a pity that the fighting time was too short. There wasn't even fresh blood on Lao An's iron claws. He failed to hurt the opponent at all and was simply killed. In this way, it can be analyzed. There are fewer clues... Well, from the current point of view, we can only know that Mr. An was thrown from a high altitude after his throat was cut. In other words, Mr. An and the opponent fought in the air, and they should be head-on. Fight...

After a pause, he took a breath, looked up at Wen Silin, who looked stunned, and asked coldly, I think you need to give us an explanation. In addition to being good at close combat, Tang En is really only at the beginning of the empty level. Strength?

After saying this, the expressions of the other two old men changed again, and they looked at Wen Silin in surprise.

No wonder they reacted like this, Angelo's body was right in front of them, and everyone could see how he died. And in just a few minutes, an air-level warrior was simply killed, and he was still able to advance and retreat freely in the air. This sounds really scary... because it means that the opponent's strength is likely to occupy An absolutely overwhelming advantage. Otherwise, even if an air-level warrior cannot defeat him, he should not have a chance to escape.

Wen Silin was confused at this moment, and couldn't believe what he was seeing. However, he finally managed to get a few air-level warriors to come together, so of course he would not say that there might be errors in the information here.

Gritting his teeth, he said bravely: There must be something wrong here. Tang En's strength is indeed only at the elementary level of empty level. Well, the master also tried it out not long ago, so he can't be wrong!

Of course the three old men knew who Wen Silin's master was, and after listening to him move them all out, they naturally had no doubts about their judgment. However, while he breathed a sigh of relief, the tall old man frowned: The Sword God also took action... but failed to kill the opponent?

The matter of Woodin's fight with Tang En was too wide-ranging, and the news that the sword god had been to the north could be leaked accidentally, so Wen Silin did not dare to tell it before. But now that these three unknowing Kong-level old men reacted, their hearts suddenly sank. Think about it, if you can't even defeat the Sword God, what kind of terrifying strength does the opponent have to have?

Wen Silin quickly explained: Master only used one sword at that time, and he did not use all his strength. Besides, let alone the level of strength, you will know later how cunning and cunning the guy who was born as an assassin is... ...Yes, that must be the case. Mr. An must have fallen into his trap and was killed quickly.

Now that things have come to a point, Wen Silin must of course belittle the situation at that time, and at the same time elevate Twain's shameless image of being cunning and cunning, and who likes to use clever tricks to defeat his opponents. Of course, the latter is completely stress-free...

The three elders looked at each other after hearing this. Although they were all a little dissatisfied that Wen Silin knew about it and did not tell them, since they were here, regardless of Wen Silin's family background, even the face of being an air-level powerhouse did not allow them to turn around and leave. In the end, it was Nod slightly.

Upon seeing this, Wen Silin felt reassured. While summoning his men to collect Angelo's body, he said seriously: An Qiluo's death was an accident and a regrettable warning. Let me reiterate to you again, that Tang En is really insidious. It’s very dangerous! You must be careful not to let him get close, otherwise the consequences will be unpredictable.”

In fact, Wen Silin had already said this many times when he came. But the masters are all arrogant, including Wen Silin. If he hadn't suffered a big loss at the hands of Tang En, how could he be so afraid.

So at that time, although the four air-level experts looked at Wen Silin's background, they were very polite and took note of it. But in fact, they disagree in their hearts. In their eyes, the so-called close combat is just a small-minded fighting method that those low-level warriors who have not broken through to the earth-level realm and cannot control the huge fighting spirit between heaven and earth specialize in.

But now looking at Angelo, who was similar in strength to them, with the bloody mouth on his neck that was deep enough to see the bone, the three air-level old men dared not be careless at all, and they all nodded in agreement with solemn expressions.

You stay here to collect Old An's body. Once this matter is over, immediately transport it back for a grand burial... Everyone, let's continue chasing! After giving instructions to his men, Wen Silin immediately turned to look at the three air-level old men, Xia Wei'an As the restraints on his body are not released, it is impossible for Tang En to run very far. It should be right in front, let's speed up now, just in time to avenge An Lao!

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(ps: Sorry, it’s delayed until now. The civet cat has important things to do today... Well, actually, I mentioned it once before. Sister civet cat is in poor health and had cancer. She had surgery. But it couldn’t be cured. It should be cured. No. I have to go to Beijing Hospital for review every few months, so I sent my sister to the train station today, and I only caught up on this chapter when I came back - sorry again!) (To be continued...)