Vol 3 Chapter 764: Runaway

Tang En is a killer. According to Alien, that is the assassin.
He couldn't do it alone, retreat to the magnanimous and domineering one million divisions-that is the unparalleled warrior.
He also couldn't do anything about it, calling the meteorites to fall a hundred miles away to take the enemy's life freely-it was a mysterious magician.
All he could do was to stand close and fight invincibly. Regardless of whether the target is a Warrior Warrior, or a mysterious magician, stepping will kill someone, and a knife will splatter blood!
So, in a short moment, he played Broco in a close-up first, then immediately cut off Sassoli's palm.
The latter seems incredible, but the reasons are not as complicated as Sassoli thought. Tang En doesn't understand space magic, but that doesn't mean he doesn't understand space. In fact, the general method is exactly the same as that he stole the criminal evidence records in the forbidden area of ​​the northern temple. It is nothing more than to open the space channel within a narrow distance, to pass the magic shield, and directly let the dagger face the magician's fragile body.
Of course, it is simple to say, it is undoubtedly difficult to achieve in practice. Otherwise, the old guy who has lived for hundreds of years, such as Sassoli, will not be directly recruited after a face-to-face meeting. Tang En is only constantly exploring this attack method, and the space distance controlled by him is still very limited, otherwise the cut off now is not a close palm, but the back skull ...
But Rao is so, this scene is enough to make everyone's brains down again.
Between the electric light and the flint, no one saw exactly what Tang En used, but Sassoli's broken palm that fell from the magic shield was clearly printed in everyone's sight ...
This is a Magister, whoever is born represents an invincible Magister! Even in a face-to-face meeting, he explained his own palm, and the opponent was a warrior who could not fly ...
For a moment, everyone thought that this world was probably a little too crazy!
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Cross your fingers, let alone a complete palm. He paused, "Ah-" hissing and screaming, terrible. Sassoli's indifferent old face was completely abstract and distorted. He hadn't been injured for hundreds of years, and almost forgot the feeling of sore heartache. Now he watched his palms slide down, and as soon as his eyes were dark, he didn't faint.
Tang Enwen couldn't help but hesitated when he heard the scream of a male duck, but he didn't slow down. With a sinking shape, he grabbed the old palm that gripped the wand, and then stepped on the magic shield with a slamming sound. With strength, the shape suddenly slid out like an arrow off the string.
"Damn!" Broko, who had just arrived with a gun, took a slow step. Even failed to stop the tragedy, and failed to grab the palm of his hand. To know the various healing magics of the temple, as long as the palm is still intact, there is hope for returning. But now it's in the hands of the other party, how can I easily get it back ... Shooting the gun again and again, and hitting countless violent guns in the air in an instant. Howl roared, "Stay for me!"
"Haha, walk, walk ..." With a long laugh, Tang En's direction of withdrawal was not randomly chosen. He turned over a few times in the air and came to the nearest bishop. The latter was staring and opening his mouth at this time, completely in a stupid state.
Without saying a word, Tang En shuddered. The blood was released again. He can't break magic wizard-level magic shields, but there is nothing wrong with magic shields supported by rookie masters.
After just a few breaths, a slamming sound, and the magic shield was chiseled under the dense blade, as if the fragile egg shell was broken immediately.
Put away the dagger and grabbed the bishop's placket. The smile on the corner of Tang En's mouth was a little bit bad: "Hey, let's go, I will show you what speed and excitement are!"
The words fell off, huh ... the violent wind burst into my ears. "Ah-ah-" Another scream screamed through the twilight night sky instantly. Tang En and the bishop's head and feet were like a comet falling to the ground, falling sharply against the night wind. In their standing positions, countless violent guns whistled past, but they were one step behind again.
"Where to go!" Shock and fury screamed, one after another, and the counted Broco ran away completely. He flung his arm and waved his gun, and a thick, cylindrical gunman fell along the trajectory of the two men, chasing down quickly.
Instantly, Tang En was in front, and the cylindrical gun was behind, the speed of the two was almost the same, and they fought in the air one after the other.
The lower Xia Wei'an wanted to come to cope, but when he saw this situation, his expression couldn't be changed. Tang En's fall momentum is too fierce. Even if they are willing to cope, the success rate is definitely not high. Coupled with the cylindrical gun in the rear, it is also a must to get her in!
Hesitating for less than a second, and gritted his teeth, Xia Wei'an decided to rescue. This has nothing to do with the other, just because the two are still working together. And she has never left the habit of her companions!
However, after only a few steps, Xia Wei'an's footsteps were one meal. In the sky's diving figure, Tang En waved her hand to the ground, motioned to her to leave quickly, the farther the better ...
This is not about giving up justice and going to death generously. You should know that these righteous actions are not in harmony with Tang En's style. "Whew ... don't ... special ... what ... ghost shouting ... ghost shouting ..." As soon as Tang En's words came out, he didn't know where to be blown.
The subject of this discourse, that is, the bishop, closed his eyes hoarsely and screamed, killing a pig, and did not hear what Tang En was saying at all.
"Don't!" Tang En glanced back, and in the blurry sight of the tears blown by the wind, the extremely eye-catching cylindrical gun in the rear did not approach. Immediately pinching the bishop's legs and feet, his eyes were sharp. With strong waist and abdomen strength, he stiffly brought the figure plates on the heads and feet of the two men up.
She slaps her back and snaps, "I said ... why shout!" The screams suddenly stopped abruptly, and the bishop opened his eyes and covered his face subconsciously, looking at Tang En, who was close at hand.
"I know my hairstyle is handsome now ... But brother, don't look at it, there's no time ..." After choking the broom's hair type, Tang En sighed helplessly, "if nothing unexpected, about fifteen In seconds, we will fall into a ... no shouting! You don't want to die, right? "
The bishop nodded desperately, "Very well, we reached a preliminary consensus ..." Patting the other's shoulder, Tang En changed his expression suddenly, screaming inwardly, "Why are you still looking silly? Isn't it flying? Hurry Do magic! "
"Uh ... yeah! I can fly, I can fly ..." Surprise shouted, and in the fear of falling into a shit, the bishop's brain was completely reduced to a paste. Tang En relied on the rapid change of look and tone, and easily controlled his fragile mind. And if it is normal, the bishop who hates Tang En very much, although it is unlikely to end with Tang En. But at least hesitated and delayed for a while, and then the results were difficult to say ...
Glancing at the ground that was getting closer, Tang En twitched a few times, raised his hand again and patted the back of the bishop's head with a bang. Angrily said: "If you can fly, just fly, shout blindly!"
"Yes, yes ..." Bishop Novonod nodded, freeing his hands, chanting the spell on his lips, intermittently, looking at Tang En's anxiety, afraid he would suddenly break the film. Fortunately, flying and magic shields are life-saving skills for magicians. Although the bishop was unusually scared, he still relied on his instinct to be afraid of death, and successfully performed this magic.
For a moment, Tang En only felt his body slumped lightly, and the tendency of falling quickly was greatly reduced. But that's all. Their bodies are still declining ... Looking at the sharp eyes cast by Tang En, the bishop waved his hands again and again and explained in fear: "Don't blame me. I really don't blame me ... I fell too fast. With the weight of the two of us, we can't fly ... but at this speed, we can't die ... "
Tang En heard his expression slowly, raised his head and looked at the cylindrical guns that suddenly approached a lot, and nodded: "Well, don't blame you ..." He paused. Looking down at the ground about ten feet below, narrowed his eyes narrowly, "That's why ..."
At this time, the bishop saw the cylindrical lance above his head. Suddenly face ashes. Going down at this constant slowing rate, they really can't die, and at most they break their legs. But with this overbearing gunman, they are absolutely dead ...
"... Go ahead, then!"
"Uh?"
Loosen his legs, Tang En reached out and pressed the bishop's shoulders, his body slightly raised and leaned back, and then his feet kicked out, kicking over the bishop's shoulders ... Instantly, the scream was mixed with the sound of bone fracture, The Tao figures flew apart quickly, left and right.
Alas ... In a short moment, the large cylindrical pistol was quickly pressed down with the shadow of death, but then he wiped his body by a foot, and "huh ..." Tang En breathed a sigh of relief, and wiped his forehead with cold sweat , I was scared.
As long as you avoid the gun, everything is fine. Now Tang En is only a few feet away from the ground. Such a height, even if the impulse has not been removed, will not be his life. As for the bishop, well, if you are a little smart and don't touch your face first, you can live if you want to come ...
Curled up, landing, leaning over, rolling, standard unloading cushioning action! Immediately, bang bang… like a galloping wheel, Tang En's figure instantly pressed a straight line above the square, and the bluestone floor continued to collapse in the rear, the earth and stones were flying, and he couldn't stop ...
Nima, look down on the falling momentum ... As soon as he landed, Tang En could not help screaming. In the rapid rolling, the bones of the whole body crackled, like beans under a stone mill, crushed over, crushed in the past ... The pain in the meantime is not humane!
Finally, after rushing out of the square and collapsing a waste wall, Tang En will stop. Immediately turned over, snorted, and sprayed out the stagnation of blood that had been stuck in the throat for a long time, and felt relieved in my heart. The distance spread apart, apparently being cast out by the scene just now ... Sassoli is still screaming, and even if he can survive this time, this broken scene will accompany him for the rest of his life ... Broco Holding a spear on both sides of the tour, it is obvious that he is judging which one is himself and which one is the bishop ... The next moment, a figure quickly appeared above the line of sight. It was Xia Wei'an who came over ...
Looking down at Tang En, who was covered with blood and stained his teeth, grinning and suffering from severe pain, Xia Wei'an looked so surprised that he really survived ...
"I said ... Anyway, I'm also a comrade in arms, so you just can't help it?"
When Xia Wei'an heard a word, she laughed softly, leaned over and lifted Tang En, and was about to say something. A palm appeared in front of her eyes, and an old palm clasped with a large magic crystal staff was broken. Still dripping blood ...
Grinning, Tang En passed it: "Now, your gift."
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