"Do you want to try again? Can you try to kill me?"
"I want to try again."
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Wooding¡¯s response was both reasonable and unexpected.
From the calculation just now, it is obvious that Wooding is not satisfied with the current situation, so it is reasonable to take action again. But in the current environment, Wooding's insistence on taking action, even at the risk of dying together, is a bit unexpected.
Tang En¡¯s expression remained unchanged when he heard this. He didn¡¯t seem surprised. He waved his hand to invite: ¡°Please!¡±
"Okay." Wooding simply nodded.
At this time, "Wait a minute!" Bamutu raised his hand and spoke, turning his head left and right to look at Wooding and Tang En, then suddenly shook his head and laughed, "Haha, have you forgotten something? It's reallysince I became the Northern Wasteland's No. 1 This is the first time that a strong man has been ignored like this."
After a pause, he glanced sideways at Tang En, "What are you asking for? I'm not dead yet. Is it your turn to step in and steal my opponent?"
Turning his head, he looked at Wu Ding with an unkind expression, and said sarcastically, "Can't afford to lose? Isn't it true that you are still the so-called strongest man in the mainland, but you are so arrogant with a junior. Haha Okay! You didn't mean to kill Tang in front of me. Okay? Come on -" He raised his hand and poked the severely injured Haita and the two people lying down in the air. Their expressions suddenly became ferocious and fierce, "Do it! I can't guarantee anything else, but I can tell you for sure now. , old guy, before Tang En makes a mistake, I will definitely crush their heads with my own hands! Believe it or not!"
Bamutu went berserk, and he had a reason to go berserk. It's not because of Tang En, it's more about his own face Are you kidding me, he is the strongest man in the Northern Wilderness and one of the few masters on the continent! Wooding killed whoever he said he would kill in front of him, so he still wanted to lose his face?
¡°Haha, I finally got hardfrom a distance. Tang En raised the corners of his mouth slightly, sighing secretly in his heart.
¡°That¡¯s right, Tang En was extremely serious in his behavior before and after. Rather than trying to challenge Wooding, it is better to say that it was made for Bamutu to see.
??Honestly. Tang En was somewhat dissatisfied with Bamutu's previous performance. Perhaps because of the impact of the last defeat, after realizing that Wooding was getting old, Bamutu subconsciously chose a conservative fighting method. This method is not wrong, and can even be regarded as an excellent strategy for prescribing the right medicine. But the key is that you, Bamutu, did not come alone this time I was fighting life and death on the sidelines before, but you are working here as a foreigner. Is this really appropriate? Especially just now, I was standing next to you, thinking that I could enjoy the shade under the big tree. As a result, you were successfully plotted by Wooding in the blink of an eye Those who know know that you, Bamutu, are as famous as Wooding. Those who don't know think you are always undercover. Chi
Staring at Bamutu¡¯s back with resentment, and after a burst of powerful complaints, Tang En felt a little more mentally balanced.
Of course, Wooding and Bamutu didn't know Tang En's provocation. As soon as Bamutu finished his harsh words, Wooding nodded and said, "I believe it. So this is the last attempt, with you."
Raising his hand and sword, he looked at Bamutu and Tang En calmly, "It's over! Let's go -" After he finished speaking, he suddenly let out a long and violent roar. Clothes rolled up wildly. In just a short moment, a burst of bright light shot up into the sky, instantly cutting through the hazy sky. Light up the troubled river!
"This is -" Bamutu was startled when he saw this, his expression suddenly changed, and then he suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, stretched out his arms, and his burly figure rose into the sky with the black air in the sky, "Haha, Wooding. Wooding, you really want to die together - in this case, don't think that I am afraid of you. Let's end it quickly - Savage Beast Art! Open - "
Damn it! What's wrong? Just drive away and fly the plane Look at Wooding and Bamutu flying high into the sky at the same time. Tang En looked puzzled and didn't know why. He didn't wait to ask. Bamutu's solemn voice reached his ears, "Come here and stand next to me. Then wish yourself good luck."
"Well?"
"The old guy is going to fight with all his strength. This is a sword that will destroy the world."
"Icough cough" I couldn't raise my breath, it was stuck in my throat, and I coughed violently. At this time, Tang En was no longer in the mood to complain, and subconsciously wanted to retreat and run as far as he could.
Are you kidding me, one sword will destroy the world, Wooding¡¯s ultimate killer move! Although Tang En had never seen its power with his own eyes, he knew with his toes that he couldn't pick it upWait a minute, what did Bamutu call just now, The Art of Wild Beasts?
I go! The killing moves of two extremely powerful men must determine the rhythm of life and death!
After thinking about this clearly, Tang En tugged his hair with a bitter look on his face, and the idea of ????escape disappeared instantly. It's useless. As long as Tang En can't leave this huge river within a few breaths, it's impossible to get out of the coverage of One Sword to Annihilate the World and the Wild Beast Art.
In this way, there is hope nowThere are only two places to save your life - Wooding and Bamutu's side.
Looking up, looking at Haita and the two men floating in the air behind Wooding, Tang En wished he could take their place. Because judging from historical results, it seems that that side is more reliable. But alas
With a slight sigh, Tang En ducked to Bamutu's side, touched his nose, and asked, "Are you sure?"
"I said yes, do you believe it?" Bamutu did not look back, his burly body trembled slightly, mobilizing the black energy from all directions to continuously gather in the sky. Then one after another, the figures of ferocious monsters emerged and roared as if they had materialized!
"Whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway." Seeing that the situation could not be reversed, Tang En quickly adjusted his mind of worrying about gains and losses, and curled his lips to amuse himself.
Of course Bamutu doesn¡¯t understand this, and he doesn¡¯t have time to think about these issues now. His face was solemn, his brows were furrowed unconsciously, and he opened his arms to hold the ball in front of him, as if he was greedily grabbing something. And as the black air around them became more and more diffuse, the vivid and ferocious monsters began to become restless. The scarlet gaze gradually withdrew from Wooding, and turned to stare at the surrounding monster companions, growling vigilantly
"Similarly, the same is true for Wooding, who is more than a hundred feet tall. The difference is that he is not controlling tens of thousands of magical beasts, but a sword suspended in front of his chest. The golden light on the sword body became more and more dazzling, like a blazing luminous body, shining brightly for thousands of miles, and it continued to spread and spread, seeming to replace the bleak sun hiding in the clouds above, covering the sky and the earth
Not long after, we were on the river. The sky is full of black air on one side, and the golden light is bright on the other, with clear distinctions, like two armies confronting each other, killing and suffocating!
Tang En knew the meaning of the similar actions between the two. To put it bluntly, they were competing for territory, grabbing the power elements floating around in the world, and continuously feeding them into their respective ultimate moves until they reached the peak and competed.
Although he can't see it, Tang En believes that even if he is an air-level expert here, he can't even think of mobilizing any power element from the surrounding world. This is a battlefield jointly created by Wooding and Bamutu and belongs only to them!
Fortunately, what I am practicing is not fighting spirit Tang En smacked his lips and sighed while secretly mobilizing the blood energy around his body. The various system skills in his mind quickly passed by, until only two powerful combat skills, Blade Storm and Slaughter Feast, were left. After hesitating for a while, he finally chose the Slaughter Feast.
Based on the nature of the system, the power of the later Slaughter Feast is undoubtedly greater than Blade Storm. But because the storm skill came out early, it means that Tang En used it diligently and studied deeply. In fact, this is exactly the case. Compared with the Feast of Slaughter, which is still in the initial stage of mastering, Storm's skill level has reached the master level, and the higher level is the highest grandmaster, and its power is extremely impressive.
But in the end, Tang En chose the lower-level Slaughter Feast. The reason is hard to explain, but it was just intuition. Tang En feels that the skill of "Crazy Slaughter Feast" has great potential, and it has even surpassed the scope of martial arts and involves things on a higher level
Since it¡¯s all about gambling, why not make a bigger bet and put your treasure on a mysterious and mysterious killing feast?
Maybe there is a miracle
Thinking of this, Tang En made a decisive decision. He narrowed his eyes slightly and imitated Bamutu beside him, spreading his arms and embracing the sky This was of course not about grabbing the power element. There were two bandits, Wooding and Bamutu. As long as the leader is here, his robbery will be in vain.
I am just feeling a feeling in the dark, a unique feeling of incarnating the world, controlling the rules, and overlooking all living beings!