Vol 3 Chapter 862: Shotgun for Earth Cannon

The characteristics of melee combat are very clear, speed and fierce. And because the space is small, the shots are generally killing tricks. It decides life and death in minutes, and it is very exciting. It is not too much to say that the game is a brave.
At the same time, because of these characteristics, once the close combat circle is formally formed, outsiders are afraid of accidental injury, and it is extremely difficult to get involved.
Therefore, Winsling and others are indeed worthy of being a space-level strongman who has experienced hundreds of battles and seen great scenes. He did not rush to siege, but chose to block the surroundings as soon as possible.
Of course, this is also their belief in their companions, the expressionless old Fei.
In fact, Fei Lao did not disappoint the trust of several people, and even exceeded their expectations ...
"Honestly, I'm a little disappointed." Raising his hand, the ice-blue Doumang bloomed suddenly, covering the entire street instantly, sweeping the audience. As if a storm storm was approaching, the sundries scattered around them scattered around, and the scene was magnificent.
There is no passive defense waiting for a companion's help, nor is there any fear of melee combat taking off. This old man seemed extremely confident. He chose to counterattack the first time, and the strength of the air-level warrior was clear at a glance.
One hit, far away, this is the normal practice of assassins. However, Tang En shrouded in blue mang did not do so. Instead, he raised a dagger, his body flickered around the tall old man's ghosts, and thousands of blades of light hit the banana like a mad strike. It seemed to want to forcefully kill the target.
However, Ding Ding Ding ... Fei Lao looked even more disappointed, letting intensive blade light hit all parts of his body, sparkling countless sparks like metal impact, and he remained unmoved. Shaking his head: "Good body style, speed is OK ... but, the power is too poor, the strength is too low. What is more serious is that you don't understand the time of the trial, and the impulse is stupid. It's really-one, collapse, muddle!
Without answering, Tang En was still stunned, and seemed to expect which knife could penetrate the old man's defense.
Your mother, do it yourself ... Although it sounds great, Winsling cares so much about the timing. Opportunity to kill Tang En in one fell swoop, can not help secretly anxious.
It seemed to have heard what Wensling thought, and it also seemed that Fei Lao was enraged by this more fragile object than expected, the gap was too large, and there was a sense of shame being played. After a word of criticism, don't hesitate, hold your hands in a vacant position, and let the blade of light go straight into the heart of the large empty door. Launched swiftly,
Wow ... the robes were violently stirred, and the ice-column-shaped column-shaped mansions burst out between the palms, as if surging waves, slamming wildly, one wave higher than the other. Drowning in a moment that was too late to escape.
Although there is some contempt in words, people with rich experience, such as Fei Lao, naturally do not carelessly in battle, and go all out. This icy blue doom like the raging ocean waves is the purest vindictiveness. No tricks can be used at all. The idea is to overpower people.
The so-called one drop ten wisdom, that is the case. In the face of truly powerful forces. All conspiracy and tricks, body speed, etc., are clouds.
Facts have proved that Fei Lao's care is not too much, just as the column-shaped bucket is about to cross the entire street, Tang En struggling out of it, stunned. Immediately after, Boom ... The abandoned old building behind became a substitute victim, and was instantly hit from the front by Binglan Doumang. The crushed stone splattered and scattered immediately, bursting and shattering.
"Let's end, this suspenseless fight ..." Shaking his head in disappointment, Fei Lao's body violently advanced, ignoring the stabbing dagger, photographed by the thunderous right-handed thunder, which instantly destroyed Tang En's fragile defense. Center your head.
Boom ... The mang exploded, the wind was overflowing, and the gravel wooden blocks that had just splashed out were immediately rolled back again, and the site was cleared instantly. Except for the old man who has not recovered his palm. Within a few feet of the surrounding area, no other figure existed. It seemed that Tang En had been photographed in this palm of power and disappeared.
Silence, "Dead ... dead. Just like that ... dead?"
The confrontation between the two sides did not last for a long time. Almost after Winsling and others stood up, the fight ended when they looked up. This situation is undoubtedly unexpected. After the two air-level old men looked at each other with a little surprise, they turned to look at Winsling. The look was weird ... this is the melee strength you emphasized hundreds of times, which can resist the sword god. A fierce man with a sword? Uh ... are you kidding me? Or is Lord Sword God joking?
Of course, Winsling was not kidding. In fact, his shock was obvious, much stronger than that of the two empty-class old men.怔怔 Looking down, he looked blank.
Yes, it's not ecstasy, it's blankness!
died? How could he be so dead? It shouldn't be ... Winsling tangled, holding his hair subconsciously. He had suffered a big loss in Tang En's hands, and even though he was dissatisfied with his mouth, he actually admitted that the opponent was powerful. When I came here, I thought about all kinds of unexpected situations, and I made all the preparations I can think of, including psychological preparations for a fierce victory and even failure ...
The only thing I didn't think of was the possibility of overcoming easily. In his opinion, this was something completely impossible, and imagination was meaningless. But now that happened, and it was still under his nose.
This is a loss ...
...
Stuck in shock, Winsling and others who have not been able to return to God did not see it, and also shocked Fei Lao below.
It's just different from their shocked object that Old Fei is not astonished by Tang En's death, but he is blankly waving his hand just now. Just now, it doesn't seem to hit the real thing ... It's light, like a ghost image?
His expression changed suddenly, "No!"
"Ah-" It was terrible and terrible, ringing through the sky!
The scream came from the sky on the left, and the old man was standing there. In fact, he didn't even realize what was happening, but in the previous moment, he suddenly felt that the temperature around him had fallen sharply, chilling through his bones, like falling into an ice cellar!
Killing intention? !!
The mind failed to respond, but the battle-hardened nerves fired one step at a time, with the body crooked to the side. Immediately, the slightly fat old man felt a cold slump on his right shoulder, blood spurted, and watched his whole arm broken shoulder to shoulder, throwing the sky.
Open your mouth-scream-retreat!
"Damn!" Fei Lao first reacted, and Huo Ran turned his head to see the figure above him that was shot by him. I don't know when, he actually appeared next to the fat old man, coldly daggered, cut Arm.
"Don't retreat--" Looking at the slightly fat old man who retreated subconsciously, Fei Lao, who had already vacated the air, was in a hurry. Although he didn't know what he was dealing with just now, what was happening strangely. But it is true that Tang En did not die, which means that the other party is indeed not simple. Think of Winsling's previous reminder, the opponent is extremely fast ... Now the slightly fat old man subconsciously chooses to retreat, not only can't avoid the opponent's pursuit, but also lengthens the distance between them, which is difficult to rescue.
"Fight, fight ... uh?"
Sure enough, Lao Fei screamed in a hurry, and saw that Tang En flickered in the air, and immediately came to the fat old man who had retreated dozens of feet away. Bring up blood. Immediately after that, she flashed again, accompanied by a shadow, and immediately came to the old man who was slightly fat, and continued to wield a dagger ...
The old man who is slightly fat is not without a counterattack, but his counterattack is too slow, too slow, before he can punch a punch, he has already hit more than ten swords. Before waiting for the fighting to break out, the blade of light has passed to the main point, and can only hide, can only retreat, constant dodge, howling violently ...
"Instantly ... instantaneously?" Winsling and others finally saw what was melee in the air, and finally understood how Ahnqiro died before. With such a completely indefensible teleportation method, it is almost impossible not to be approached. And once you get close, you are faced with repression, and there is little to fight back!
How else can I fight?
"Don't retreat! Here, here ... Damn!" Roared Angrily, and the Winslings never felt that they were so slow. That is, the fat old man who can't catch up with the retreat can't catch up with Tang En, who seems to be teleporting. Can only hang in the back and chase hard, watching his companion was suppressed by death, but unable to help.
The elder fat man seemed to be snoring completely, and he could not hear any warnings. Screaming again and again, like a hare chased by a cheetah, the only thought in his mind is to run away, keep running away, the farther away from the demon like a cheekbones, the better, the farther the better ...
But this is bound to be delusional!
System Jun is very understanding, and sent the other side transient skills in time. Now Tang En has completely changed his shotgun, and he no longer has to be like the previous one, even if he is not as good as his own cat and dog, but as long as he can fly, he can only watch passive beatings ...
Although he still can't fly now, he no longer has any complaints about it. As soon as the other shore is in the sky and underground, as long as it is within range, you can come and attack in an instant.
Moreover, to create such a fighting environment at the moment, Tang En also paid the price-the shadow avatar was bombed and killed by the tall old man to slag. Although Tang En would not hurt his bones, the injury was unavoidable.
This is a skill limitation and cannot be changed. Fortunately, the effect was good. Winsling and others who had never seen such weird martial arts successfully fell into a sudden shock ...
And since it cost a lot of money ~ EbookFREE.me ~ how can Tang En let this fat man, that is, a fat old man escape?
Instant-For the master, the instant is enough to determine the battle outcome.
While you're sick, kill you!
The slightly fat old man was in a state of chaos and completely lost his resistance thoughts. In addition to subconsciously blocking the key, defense has become extravagant. Like a fragile woman who was stripped of her clothes, except for screaming, she wouldn't ...
This feeling of perplexity makes the fat old man very strange. Rather, he has never been so embarrassed since he reached the level of airspace. When did you make a shot, did you not treat the other party as if they were playing with clapping like ants?
But now he felt like that tiny ant ...
And then, even more fear!
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