Vol 3 Chapter 481: Fierce snowstorm

In the afternoon, the sky was gloomy and the snow and wind were sharp.
Squeak ... The snowflakes are deep in the woods. Animal leather boots squeaked on it, leaving black tread marks. Occasionally, blood dripped, scorching a layer of snow, and it was quickly covered by the ensuing snowflakes.
Turning his head, the world was in vain, and the barbarians had long disappeared. No need to return for reconnaissance, Tang En knew that Xia Wei'an was at most a kilometer away, and it was bound to be rushing at this time.
"Huh ..." Touching his red nose, Tang En exhaled, and murmured, "It's not easy to pass!"
In the gathering place of the barbarian, Tang En had crashed into the roadside stone house in time and escaped. However, after all, it was swept by the air waves of the Flame Dragon Lance, and the whole body was marked by more than ten bloodstains by the sacred Doom.
All are trauma, which is a trivial matter for Tang En. But the speed is inevitably decreased, and it is difficult to shake off Xia Wei'an, who is closely following.
Looking around, Tang En narrowed his eyes narrowly. Since you can't get rid of it, then fight ...
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Sure enough, Xia Wei'an, who was full of snow and snow, arrived with a gun in three minutes. He walked with a footstep, his face was frosty, and the leopard coat was still on his body, eh, still sexy.
Xia Wei'an is physically fit and moving, although she can't match the delicateness of Miss Noble Jiao, it is naturally incomparable with the five big and three thick brutal women. So this leopard coat is obviously too fat on her body, but this also just covers the armor of divine grace inside.
Looking around, there were no traces, and Tang En's footprints and blood drops disappeared here. Xia Wei'an didn't change her look, her eyes were slightly drooping, her wrists trembled, and she pulled out a little white light ... As long as the light-tracking magic is still there, no matter how hidden Tang En is, it is suddenly useless!
At this moment, the ground shattered, the white light in the palm shattered, and Xia Wei'an looked changed. He moved back three feet out of thin air.
Alas ... Almost as soon as Xia Wei'an was about to retreat, a pot of daggers reached the top of her head where she had stood. The black coat opened on both sides, and Tang En, like a vampire, fell silently.
"Ha!" A slight chuckle, which was unexpected by Tang En. After all, this is at best a sneak attack, and it is far from being fully prepared for the assassination. Naturally it is impossible to hurt Xia Wei'an so easily. Of course, Tang En will not have a chance to prepare now.
boom. Turning over and taking off the snow, Tang En flashed like a ghost, and the pothole dagger, which swallowed blood, was hidden behind the snowflakes, and silently stroked towards Xia Wei'an's neck.
The advantage of a spear is distance, and the strength of a dagger is close. Now that we have seized the opportunity. Tang En naturally will not let go.
Seal the spear horizontally and back again. Xia Wei'an has so much combat experience. Although she didn't see the cold frost in the mysterious snowflakes, she naturally wouldn't forcefully attack after she knew that Tang En's strength was at the same level as her.
Tang En flashed again, deliberately bringing snowflakes, pressing hard. Tang En knew that his strength was inferior to Xia Wei'an. In order to achieve the results, we must use all available factors.
Stepping back and forth, behind him was a couple hugging the tree trunk, but Xia Wei'an looked cold and unconscious. Holding the flame lance in the middle, and turned in front, it still seemed to be defensive intent. But before the snowflakes approached the next moment, the corners of his mouth froze. "Oh!" The hot Dou Mang erupted instantly, his wrists trembled, and the spear instantly turned to defend, attacking one of the snowflakes.
Hmm ... The blazing flames instantly burned the snowflakes in front of them, but it was not just the snowflakes that were empty, but also the spears. Look did not change, Xia Wei'an seemed to know the result. Stepping back, his head was not turned, but the flame lance had been slamming from behind his armpits and leaping behind him.
Ding! A metallic impact gave a groan, and the spear seemed to hit the target dagger accurately.
"Haha ..." Boom ...
In Long's long laugh. The double tree behind Xia Wei'an embraced the old tree and burst into pieces, and fell backwards. Immediately afterwards, the large branches of snowflakes that had been propped up between the branches instantly shook down and shrouded the surrounding area.
Xia Wei'an frowned, knowing that she had miscalculated. The flame lance seemed to hit the dagger with precision just now, but that was actually deliberately hit by Tang En because there was a traction force on it, leading the flame lance to hit the ancient tree behind him. Although Xia Wei'an closed her hand in time to control the spear, but how sacred the light of sacred light on it was, it was enough to just rub a little, it was enough to break the century-old tree directly.
It took a few seconds for the snowflakes to fall. Tang En, who had just turned off his spear strength, was fully open, and he jumped without hesitation, his body moved between flashes, and he immediately pulled up crisscrossing and dense blood threads around Xia Wei'an.
"Roar!" Xia Wei was extremely decisive in peace of mind. When she saw this, she would no longer care to press the snowflakes on her head, and the body would explode with dazzling dazzling flashes like a tide. Then he flung a spear and chased down Tang En's figure.
Just for a short while, the calm situation just now went directly into the violent scene!
Even though the bloodlines were struck by the sacred Doo Mang, Tang En was still fighting, hurriedly walking around Xia Wei'an, avoiding overbearing gunshots, and perseveringly searching for all attackable gaps.
It's just a narrow person's surroundings. Of course, the terrain to dodge is limited. Even if Tang En's stature is noisy, he can't avoid the spear sweep again and again, let alone this long-arm attack comes from Xia Wei'an! But even if Tang En took a risky vomit, he would never take a step back. Like a miserable ghost, he had to find a chance to let Xia Wei'an be hit by him ...
The cold wind angered, snowflakes turned sharply. However, in a square inch, snowflakes, blood awns, and sacred fighting awns are completely intertwined. I can't tell who is who, who only hears the banging noises like rain and bananas from time to time.
The warrior is not a magician, and without the peripheral magic shield that is as solid as gold soup, it is impossible to calmly release the attack. Even if it is covered with the vindictive armor, it is also close to the body. You never know if the attack at this moment or the next moment will puncture the vindictive armor when you can't catch it, and it will directly kill your life!
Ding Ding Ding ... Boom! Neigh ...
The fierce fighting in the woods did not last long. Ten seconds later, with a violent impact and a little strange tearing of the leather, the waves rolled and the two figures were together.
Banging, flying backwards was a black figure. When he was about to hit the tree behind him, he stumbled and stepped on it with a few feet, and jumped onto the thick tree branch. Shaking his body a few times, "Wow ..." He opened his mouth and spit out a large mouth of red blood. Although the image is embarrassing, but anyway, it is to stabilize the body and not fall into the tree.
"Haha ..." Laughing upwards, shaking the snowflakes on the tree branch, seemed extremely happy. Holding the trunk in one hand, Tang En waving a leopard-print leather in one hand, grinning his blood-stained white teeth, "Xia Wei'an, Xia Wei'an, I really want to know, how many people can tear your clothes off in person? Haha ... ... "
On the other side, Xia Wei'an leaned in shape and backed up, dragging a dent about ten meters long. Immediately stood on his heels and forcibly straightened. The throat moved, but it seemed to be swallowed again, only a ray of blood leaked from the corner of the mouth.
Hearing Tang En's playful remarks, Xia Wei'an pouted his mouth slightly and turned to look at his left arm, where the leopard-print clothes were cut shoulder-to-shoulder, exposing the silver-white god-grace armbands covered with nicks.
"Haha, it's in the wilderness, lonely men and widows, and all their clothes are torn off ... Alas, this rhythm is a bit wrong." Papa, patted his palms, Tang En's mouth was a ridiculous smile. , "Oh, it should be said that the rhythm is too right! God is beautiful, wind and snow, snow and moon, and snowflakes now have ~ EbookFREE.me ~, it is a terrible wind and moon thing!"
It's a matter of life and death. If only words could make Xia Wei'an furious and lose her reason, Tang En wouldn't mind not being a little more disciplined. Obviously, this can only be thought about. Xia Wei'an, who has experienced hundreds of battles, has not changed her expression, and her stern corners have calmed down.
Reached out and hissed ... the long sleeves on his right shoulder were also torn off. Today, the luxurious leopard-print women's clothing now looks more like a vest or a cloak.
"Oh? Really?" Throw away the leopard sleeves and break the thread. Xia Wei'an looked up at Tang En, her mouth sullen, and a wild smile appeared, "Hehe, I only like men who are better than me. You? Not qualified!"
"Uh? Keke ... Keke ..." After a short while, he coughed. Tang En originally looked at a holy Xia Wei'an and tried to make fun of it, in order to provoke the anger of the other person. The immediate sense of anti-funny is absurd.
He grinned and calmed down, spreading his hands, "Oh, that's really regrettable." The words fell, and he stepped on a tree branch and attacked Xia Wei'an ...
………… (To be continued ...)