"So you mean to wait here for us. So - you betrayed Bran and the empire that gave birth to you and raised you?"
It should be said that the atmosphere of the meeting between Twain and Wooding was quite good, especially when Twain was selling his integrity without any limits and Woodin couldn't help but throw his head back and laugh, the atmosphere of the conversation was very harmonious and harmonious. However, after Haita suddenly asked in a cold voice, this atmosphere disappeared instantly.
Of course, such verbal attacks are ineffective against Tang En. If nothing else, just saying that he has traveled from this world, he has no sense of belonging to the Bran Empire.
Smiling, he spread his hands and said disapprovingly, "Correction, I am not from the Bran Empire."
"Are you from the Gray Army?" Haita squinted his eyes and took a step forward with an angry look on his face, "It seems that you are really colluding with the Northern Wilderness tribe, betraying the country, surrendering to the enemy?!"
"Treason and surrender to the enemy haha" Tang En couldn't help shaking his head and laughing after hearing this, "Don't you think it's ridiculous? If I remember correctly, or you didn't selectively forget, just last year, the Gray Army also attacked a hundred thousand mountains, but in When we were about to invade the town of Bran, we restrained ourselves and chose to negotiate with your empire. What was the result?"
He curled his lips and sneered, looking at the silent Haita, "At that time, where was the empire that gave birth to you and raised you? Oh, stabbing you in the back?"
After a pause, Haita subconsciously avoided Tang En's gaze: "But you are Bran people after all, and you shouldn't collude with the barbarians"
"Bullshit!" Tang En was even more dismissive. "First of all, this is cooperation. Just like the cooperation with you last year. Secondly, according to you, if you co-operate with the Gray Army, you will deserve to die? Resistance must be carried with a name. Bran's fig leaf"
"Collude with foreigners. You will die!" Among the three disciples of the Sword God. Haita is the most dull. in this way. In a verbal argument with Tang En, he would naturally lose without any suspense. However, it is precisely because of this character that Haita has the most resolute mind and will not waver easily.
Slightly startled, Tang En clapped his hands and smiled, "Ha, that's how it should be. You guys came here with bad intentions. That's why I blocked you here. Why are we holding a debate competition? They are all warriors. Of course, who has the bigger fist? , whoever makes sense!¡±
"So" Wen Silin, who was silent on the side, slowly unhooked the cloth sheath of his spear and looked at Tang En with squinted eyes, "Do you think your fist is bigger than ours? Do you think one person can stop us all?"
"You have to try to find out." Tang En shrugged easily, paused, and waved his hand, "At least. I won't have any problem blocking your defeated general."
"Arrogant!"
Not everyone knows Tang En, except for the three Woodings. None of the seven or eight royal ministers who came with him had seen Tang En, and the strong Bran in their impression did not have such a figure. When they saw Wooding and Tang En laughing and joking, they couldn't react for a while. It wasn't until Haita launched an attack and Tang En commented on Wen Silin seemingly disdainfully that he finally understood the enemy's position and immediately reprimanded him rudely.
But what they didn't notice was that whether it was Haita or Wensilin, the most talented disciple under the Sword God, they were silent and unable to argue - that was the fact. Wensilin was indeed Tang En's defeated general. He had been defeated twice in a row. If it hadn't been for a sword master, his life would have been lost long ago.
"So confident to stop us" At this time, Wooding, who had been silent since Haita opened his mouth, suddenly raised his finger to the sky and said, "Is it because of the friend above?"
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Tang En Can¡¯t Feel It from a Long Distance, but at such a close distance and with suspicion, it is naturally impossible for experts of the same level to successfully sneak attack on the opponent. He shook his head and smiled: "That's for Mr. Wu. I just have the confidence to stop everyone else except you, Mr. Wu."
"You're looking for death!" Tang En's words seemed modest, but the actual situation was that in addition to Mr. Wu, there were nearly ten air-level experts in the field. Such a frighteningly luxurious lineup, in Tang En's mouth, seemed to be just picking out the leftovers and passing by. In the eyes of everyone, this seemed like he was so crazy that he had no friends.
But before the violent roar could subside, Wooding shook his head with a smile, raised his palm to form a sword finger, and drew lightly in the air, "Come out - friend." With a hiss, a scream broke through the air, and a faint golden sword shadow appeared in response. When it came out, it was like a ray of brilliant light, breaking through the rain curtain in an instant, breaking through the hazy sky, pointing to the sky and the earth!
But the next moment, the domineering sword shadow swept across the designated area, but it was calm and motionless.
Wooding frowned instantly when he saw this, but Tang En smiled brightly and shook his head disapprovingly. What a joke, Bamutu is also the strongest person in the Northern Wilderness, a peerless master at the same level as Wooding. Now that Wooding didn't even draw his sword, how could it be so easy to force Bamutu out?
But in this case, there is no point in continuing to hide it.
"Haha¡ª¡ª" The heroic laughter suddenly resounded through the sky, already extremely??The pale gray clouds and the hurricane rolled wildly, as if they were dragged into the dyeing vat instantly, as dark as ink, "Since my old friend sincerely invites you, let's meet him - hoo -"
Before he finished speaking, all the beasts suddenly roared beside his ears, and the dark clouds resembled lions, tigers, snakes and dragons. Hundreds of elephants appear, which is spectacular. In just a short moment, huge black clouds pressed down overwhelmingly with the force of destroying the city.
"The Secret of Wild Beasts - It's you!" Wooding couldn't help but shout when he saw this. His previous calm appearance disappeared instantly. He pulled open the sea tower that was protecting him, flipped his right palm lightly, and tied it to The sheathed sword on Haita's waist fell into his hand, and the next moment, a bright sword light shot into the sky!
"One, a sword comes from the east!"
The purpose of enshrining the royal family here is very clear, which is to replace Wooding. But before he could deal with the sudden change, Wooding did take action first, and as soon as he took action, there was a magnificent giant sword light, shining brightly in the world!
Being able to cultivate to the realm of emptiness, there is no doubt about the eyesight of the worshipers. Immediately he recognized this domineering sword movement, which was the starting move of the three swords of the famous sword god in the mainland, a sword coming from the east. The look on his face suddenly changed - it could make the sword god feel the pressure, and he would make a killing move without any reservations. The identity of the enemy
While everyone here was thinking, above, the black cloud of beasts had collided head-on with the bright sword light!
The rain breaks down and the wind and cloud retreat!
The heaven and earth were silent, and only the violent roars of the beasts continued to bombard everyone's ears, like a demonic sound filling their ears, and no other sounds could be heard. The sky and the earth are pale, with only the dazzling golden light and the dark night separating the two poles, entangled and confronting each other, filling the field of vision.
Directly below, Haita and the others all lowered themselves and crouched down. Various rays of light roared out around their bodies, but they were no more than three feet away from the body. They seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force in the void and retracted, just like in a violent storm. A touch of fallen leaves, struggling to hold on.
"Obviously, a battle of this level is no longer something that so-called masters like them can do. Being able to protect themselves is success. In fact, it was their misfortune. Bamutu's target was only Wooding, but they were standing next to Wooding, so they were naturally covered in it.
The only person in the scene who can still deal with it easily is Tang En, the bystander. Looking at the magnificence of the two worlds in front of me, feeling the wild and explosive collision of forces I touched my nose and couldn't help but shake my head and sigh,
"Ginger, you are still so old!"
As mentioned before, there is almost no concept of sneak attacks between masters of the same level, but there is always a difference in the order of attacks. It was Wooding who made the first move, but he didn't expect that it was Bamutu hiding above, so he just made a gesture with his sword finger as a greeting, hoping to force the other party to show up first. But Bamutu was different. He had been waiting here for nine days, and he knew who Wooding was and what kind of strength he had, so he made a merciless killing move - Wooding's wild beast-playing technique that was so popular!
One is intentional and the other is unintentional. One is ready to attack, the other hastily defends.
This subtle difference in taking action one after another is reflected in the fact that in a battle of this level, Wooding suffered a slight loss.
Sure enough, wow -centered on the empire transport ship, the surrounding river seemed to be the sheep that was suddenly impacted by the hungry wolf. It was the hull that was sinking, or to be more precise, it was the imperial transport ship that was sinking along with the surrounding waters, as if it was being pushed deeper into the cold river water inch by inch by the palm of a giant spirit, raising the level and displacing the surrounding river water.
At this time, "Open!" an old voice suddenly came out, and the sword light above, which was entangled with the black clouds of beasts, suddenly emitted golden light, splashing thousands of feet, sweeping away the gloom and gloom in the world!
Boom boom boom¡ª¡ª
The river is overturned and huge waves are rolling into the sky!
"I'll go!" He couldn't help but squint his eyes and subconsciously turned his head to avoid the dazzling light. Tang En raised his foot and stomped towards the bow of the boat. Whoosh, the boat quickly retreated like an arrow from a string, being chased and swallowed by huge waves.
When he turned his head again, the bright golden light, the black cloud of beasts, and the imperial transport ship all disappeared. Only Wooding and his party stood on the water, their clothes wildly rolled up, and the huge hemispheric depression in the river below their feet, which was about tens of feet wide, and the river water poured in
"Ba, Mu, Tu!"
"Haha" Standing high in the sky, Bamutu, with his beard and hair flying, looked up to the sky and laughed: "Long time no see, Wooding, do you still like my old friend who is a greeting gift?"
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