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Volume 2 Laiyan Rebellion Chapter 935 Retreat?  Where to retreat!

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    After a delay, when everyone reached a consensus and rushed into the smoke on the river, Tang En was naturally nowhere to be seen again.

    But this was also expected. Then, just as Wen Silin had just suggested, the nine people were divided into three teams, separated by a distance that each other could perceive, and the finished glyphs spread out to search.

    One team is temporarily led by Haita, the other is temporarily led by Wen Silin, and the last team is temporarily led by the grey-haired old priest just now This is of course not distributed based on strength. If this is the case, Haita and Wen Silin will still be temporarily led.  Not qualified.  But because they were familiar with Tang En, and because his identity as a disciple of the Sword God was there, the royal family members were naturally convinced.

    "Tang En? Is it really because we have lived in the royal court of the capital for a long time and have never moved around that we have never heard of such a troublesome strong man among the Bran warriors?" Looking around in the misty rain, the gray-haired old priest frowned slightly and whispered  asked.

    "I don't know, I haven't heard of it either. It seemed like it suddenly appeared out of nowhere If I hadn't seen him make a sudden attack with my own eyes just now, I still wouldn't believe it"

    "Yes, you are too young! How do you practice"

    Having lived to this age, the things I see and hear are basically no longer surprising.  But Tang En's appearance still overturned the understanding of the three royal families.  This really makes no sense. No matter how they imagine, they can't match Tang En's age with his shocking strength. You must know that after more than a hundred years of hard training, this is the level of strength they have achieved

    Of course, I am still shocked. The actual example just now is right in front of me.  Although the three royal enshrinements are still a little unbelievable, there is no ambiguity in the vigilance attitude that should be done, as well as the fighting spirit armor that was put on in advance.

    This is the state of a true master before the battle. He is not strong enough and has no choice but to lose his life due to carelessness, which is still rare.  Not to mention them, even Wooding solemnly carried a sword when he went into battle, and did not do any gimmicks of having no sword in his hand but a sword in his heart

    "By the way, Wen Silin said that Tang En's combat styleclose combat? Like an assassin?"

    "Judging from the surprise attack just now. Well, that should be the case."

    ¡°The strength of mid-level Kong level, the close combat style of an assassin This is really not an ordinary Kong level warrior"

    Speaking of this, the three royal ministers looked at each other.  The corners of his mouth were slightly twitching, somewhat absurd and speechless.

    Can fly in the air and mobilize the elements of the fighting between the heavens and the earth. Who can play with melee?  Of course, Tang En is not only playing now, but also playing well. He has truly found his own martial arts. Just now, under their noses, he killed a strong man who had reached the empty level threshold in a single meeting  This is where the three well-informed royals are truly speechless!

    "In short. No matter what, it's best to be careful. I believe that with the ten of usso many air-level warriors gathered here, as long as we are prepared not to be attacked and assassinated, and kill with one blow like just now, there won't be much of a problem." Take a deep breath.  Take a breath.  The white-haired old priest looked around the river and nodded lightly, "Fortunately, the terrain here is not complicated, and the assassin's methods cannot be used here"

    The terrain here is not only not complicated, it is simply outrageously simple.  Except for some hazy mist, the rest is the unobstructed river surface and the endless sky.  Not to mention a hidden place to hide.  There is no obstacle that can block the view.

    This kind of terrain is indeed not suitable for assassination, but in general, people still have to be divided Before the white-haired old priest could finish his words, a faint sarcastic voice suddenly sounded clearly behind him, "Really?"

    After a pause, he yelled a warning.  "Be careful -" Dou Mang was furious. A royal minister next to him looked at Tang En who suddenly appeared like a ghost. His eyes widened for a moment, and he cut off his head with a hand knife without thinking.

    Slim on your body, avoid the sword easily.  Another short stature.  The Doumang sword thrust from the other side was also avoided.  Then with a faint blood-colored dagger shadow, it instantly cut into the middle of the three people.  Tang En suddenly appeared like a tiger among sheep. He didn't need to worry about the terrain, obstacles and other assistance at all. Relying on his speed and movement skills, he easily achieved the prerequisites for close combat.

    The old white-haired priest was shocked when he managed to get close. Fortunately, the fighting spirit armor that he had carefully propped up earlier saved his life. He subconsciously lowered his head and rushed forward. The dark dagger that was aimed at his neck was blocked by the fighting spirit armor.  He was able to penetrate successfully, so he slashed his shoulder with a slant, and blood suddenly appeared.

    "Death!" The white-haired old priest, who was just about to recover from the shock, roared angrily, turned around, and clasped his palms into claws, like a goshawk swooping down. He just grabbed it, hissed, and locked in front of him in an instant.  Space, violently crushed!

    But it is a pity that this powerful claw only crushed the raindrops in the sky.  Tang En, who was unable to hit a single blow, had already dodged.?Beside the royal altar where he was first spotted, there were bloody dagger shadows mixed with the pounding rain. In just a short moment, the resistance of the slashing swords was drowned, as well as the sudden screams of surprise.

    Familiar rhythm, attack, defense, attack, attack, attack expected attack effects, wrists, shoulders and arms, body, lower abdomen

    The dazzling dagger shadows always appear in the most appropriate place at the most appropriate time, and then seize every fleeting opportunity to fall accurately on the fighting spirit armor enshrined by the royal family who has no defense left.  , splashing sporadic light, like metal fragments of physical armor, and blood flying from time to time

    "Closeclose combat"

    It was only at this time that the three royal ministers truly understood what Wen Silin meant when he said, 'The other party is particularly good at close combat'.

    quick!  Too fast!  They were not allowed any time to react or intervene.  What they are good at is mobilizing large-scale fighting spirit elements to create earth-shaking power, but they cannot be used at all in the current high-frequency battles Because the target cannot be locked, how can it be used?

    And if you forcibly cover it with a big move, in such a narrow space, not only will you cause self-injury, but you will definitely injure one of your own who is fighting Tang En by accident!

    Change, depressed, tangled  what to do?

    The actual situation did not allow the two royal ministers to watch the battle. They thought more carefully. If they did not want to watch their companions being suppressed to death again, they could only choose to take action.

    "Hold him!"

    He was worthy of being a strong man who had experienced hundreds of battles. After a moment's consideration, the white-haired old priest decisively gave up the idea of ??using his ultimate move to cover him indiscriminately, restrained his fighting aura, called another priest to join the battle to help, and took over the external fighting spirit armor.  A companion who is already on the verge of being broken.

    This move is only for self-protection, they are not good at close combat.  But it's not a big problem to guard the vital points and save the lives of yourself and your companions.  This is actually a good tactic.  Protect yourself first, then surround and drag the opponent down.  When the other two teams of companions arrived, Tang En had no way to escape.

    I have to say, this is a good idea.  But in actual practice, it means thinking too much

    Before they could complete the glyph and join the battle, a loud laugh came out, and the royal minister who had been struggling to support felt that the pressure suddenly decreased, he was stunned for a moment, his legs were whipped like electricity, and his lower abdomen suddenly felt severe pain, and he let out a muffled groan.  He bowed and flew away quickly like a prawn, smashing towards the person on the right to rescue him.

    The encirclement has already been broken before it can take shape.  Tang En used his strength to retreat and floated towards the place where the white-haired old man was worshiping. The latter was naturally overjoyed when he saw this without even thinking about it.  The void is like grabbing the wind and rain, and thunder is coming.

    Another short catch!

    Just twisting and swinging on the spot, his body suddenly accelerated like the wind. Tang En easily avoided the attack and passed the white-haired old priest head-on. He glanced at it and raised the corner of his mouth slightly.  An undisguised sarcastic chuckle,

    "hehe¡­¡­"

    The figures intertwined, turned sharply down, and disappeared into the river with a pop.

    "Ah¡ª¡ª" The white-haired old priest had never been so insulted before, thinking about Tang En's contemptuous expression and smile just now.  Suddenly he became furious, leaned down and rushed down, waving his hands continuously, hitting the place where Tang En disappeared with his huge green eagle claws.

    Boomboomboom

    "Come out¡ªcome out! If you have the ability, come out and confront me¡ª"

    Huge waves surged.  Water splashed into the sky.  Amidst the roaring and roaring sounds, the surface of this water area seemed to be dented directly by these overbearing giant claws.  The terrifying tyranny of air-level warriors can be seen from this.

    But it is a pity that no matter how powerful it is, apart from letting yourself get wet from splashing water, it will not be able to hit the target, so it is of no use.

    ¡°Pfft¡­cough cough¡­cough cough¡­¡±

    Seeing the white-haired old priest running wild and crazy below, the other two royal priests also looked extremely ugly.  The difference is that one person was worshiped because of his physical condition, that is, the one who was almost knocked unconscious by Tang En just now.  After regaining his breath, he suddenly spit out blood mist and coughed violently.  His trembling body was covered in scars, and although they were not fatal, the blood flowing was enough to make his face frighteningly pale.  As for the other one, it is purely psychological and emotional reasons

    Three air-level experts gathered together and it was fine that they failed to kill each other, but the key was that they could not even gain the upper hand in the process, and one of them was injured in the end.  The other party can come when they want, fight when they want, and leave when they want Think about it, the royal ministers themselves want to despise themselves

    "With this speed and movementhow should I fight next?"

    When the emotion of being teased and scorned calmed down a little, and the mind returned to clarity, the problems that came to mind became practical.  In other words, it is still a ridiculous question that seems to be practical - after all, the air-level experts don't know?The question of how to fight is more like a joke.

    But this is the reality now. Although the confrontation just now was very short, not even a minute before and after, the problems exposed here are still very obvious.

    It¡¯s not that you don¡¯t have enough strength, it¡¯s that you have strength but you can¡¯t use it.

    ¡°If he completely let go of his hands and feet and used amplified moves, with Tang En¡¯s close combat style, he would definitely accidentally injure one of his own people.  If he restrains his strength and narrows the attack range, with Tang En's speed and movement, he may not even be able to touch the corners of the opponent's clothes

    "You can't open and close at large, and you're not precise and delicate enough. How the hell can you fight like this?"

    "Where is Tang En?" Just when the royal minister was extremely confused, teams from the left and right sides, Haita and Wen Silin, arrived at the same time and asked questions from a distance.  Then he probably saw the worshiper who was leaning over to help him. Haita frowned and asked again, "Injured? So soon Didn't I remind you to be careful about his close combat"

    No need to think about it, except for Wooding and Bamutu, no one in the world can injure an air-level expert in such a short period of time.  Without even asking, Haita himself could think of the battle scene just now

    "He ran away and dived into the water" The unharmed royal minister pointed to the river below, looking somewhat embarrassed.  I have to admit that when Wen Silin reminded Tang En about his abnormal close combat ability, although they didn't take it seriously, they didn't take it seriously to that extent.  This is normal. After all, I haven't experienced it personally, so I can't say I'm afraid of it But close combat?  !

    A flash of lightning suddenly flashed through his mind, and the royal family opened his mouth to say something more. His body suddenly shook violently, and he swooped down in an instant, shouting loudly: "River surface¡ªquick! Leave the river surface¡ª"

    Below was naturally the white-haired old priest who was constantly bombarding the river. Because of Tang En's contemptuous smile when he left, although Tang En chased him angrily and did not enter the river, he was already very close to the river.  Already

    "What?" The white-haired old priest stopped his hand and raised his head subconsciously upon hearing the sound, his face full of confusion.  The next moment, through the raindrops in the river, I saw the expression of my companion who was swooping down crazily suddenly changed. He stared and opened his mouth.

    "retreat¡ª¡ª"

    "Where to retreat?" A faintly familiar voice sounded from behind again. Before the white-haired old priest could react, his feet suddenly sank. He lowered his head in shock and saw Tang En, who was all wet and disheveled like a water ghost, clinging to his legs and feet.  , grinned brightly, with two rows of sharp teeth, "Come down."

    Wow it fell straight into the river, with water splashing everywhere.  Immediately afterwards, a sharp sword light cut through the air and whizzed past, but it only chopped up some raindrops in the river and fell into the air.

    "Damn it!" The royal family came a step late, grabbed the sword and shot it, turned around quickly and looked around.  Just leave for a little while, just leave such a small distance!  It was obviously not an opportunity, but it was seized by the other party in an instant, and it expanded into the current crisis of life and death¡ª¡ª

    As he breathed, the river surface dozens of feet away suddenly exploded, "Help - ah -" Amidst the splashing water, the white-haired old priest with an indescribable look of horror on his face just jumped out of the river surface, and before he could send out a complete cry for help, suddenly  It turned into screams again.  A pitch-black dagger emerged from the water and plunged straight into his back.  Then an arm, like the tentacles of a deep-sea monster octopus, grabbed the shoulder from behind, and in an instant, the old white-haired priest, who was half out of the river, was forcefully pulled down. Wow, the blood was rolling

    "Help!" Before he had time to say hello to Haita, Wen Silin and others who were coming, the royal priest he was chasing let out a long roar and crashed into the rolling blood with his sword and disappeared.

    "Wait" Wen Silin, who came in a hurry, opened his mouth to speak, but when he saw the worshiper chasing him into the water, he could only shake his head and stop, frowning.

    Being under water is no better than in the air. Even if one is as strong as an air-level warrior, there will be many inconveniences in turbid water.  The most obvious point is vision. Not only is the naked eye unable to penetrate the turbid river water, the most important thing is that the range of perception will be limited and interfered underwater, which is not conducive to encirclement and suppression.

    But now two members of the royal family have entered the water, and one is in critical condition.  What else could Wen Silin say?  Even though he had seen the situation before and after, he had already vaguely realized that the reason why the white-haired old priest was able to come out of the water just now was probably because Tang En did it deliberately, in order to lead them into the water

    Sure enough, "Quick! Everyone spread out in all directions at a distance of a hundred feet!" Pointing to the place where the bloody water rolled, Haita waved his hand and said urgently, "After entering the water, search for the middle and move closer Be careful, we must surround him here!"

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