Ultimate Assassin System

More than a hundred meters outside the hall,

"It's over ... It's over ... It's dead ... It's dead ..." Hammer palmed his hands, paced back and forth, his lips twitched, Philip looked like a ant on a hot pan, and looked extremely restless.

Looking back, Haita sighed helplessly: "It hasn't come out yet, Philip, can you be calm?"

"How do you calm me down? What special results do you need? Are you dead? ... I do n’t say you guys, you think you have some strength and you like violence to solve problems! Damn, even if you are a prostitute, you have to foreplay. I don't like the overlord's hard bow ... now it's alright, Winsling's arm is broken, Tang En is going to die ... you're happy, a bunch of idiots! ”He sighed,“ Yes, you said just now that the results were not What does it mean to come out, is there any turnaround in this matter? You say, why don't you say ... "

Rao is an old man like Haita. When he heard the words, he could not help but rolled his eyes and took a breath before he frowned and said, "The result has not come out, which means that everything has not yet been determined. Your friend is very strong, I think Impervious to him, the master also praised him for his natural talents. Moreover, he has a fighting channel in his body, unreasonable melee combat ... he may not have another unique skill at the bottom of the tank. So, just accepting the master Yi Jian ’s words, this may be the case. A little change ... "

Philip grinned: "What channel, what melee, messy ... you just give a good word, what is the probability of this turnaround?"

"... I don't know." Explaining insider things to laymen is undoubtedly painful. Haita avoided Philip's anticipation and looked at the side hall again. "Maybe ... you can try to pray for a miracle. "

"A miracle?" Philip's expression faded instantly. "Strange ghost, isn't it dead?"

Haita silently, and this basically represents the default. Honestly, although he was comforting Philip, Haita himself did not believe that a miracle would happen. The master is too strong ...

And more crucially. The master said before that he was uncertain how to deal with Tang En's idea. It is one of the reasons to regret this, but it also shows that the master did indeed kill. So with only one sword now, it should be impossible for the master to keep his hand! Well, go all out and give the ending to fate ... This should be what the master thinks now!

I have to say that, among the disciples of the sword god, Haita, the big disciple, has the least talent. But at the same time, he is also the person who knows Wooding's mind best. This is almost the case ...

"Is there no chance for the boss?"

"There's a hair ..." Angrily waved his hands, and a stunned meal again, Philip turned around and looked at David with his wounded arm, his expression changed, and he raised his head and hit him haha. "Well, David, where did you go just now? What about the injuries on your hands? It doesn't matter, I know a few good doctors, or I will introduce them to you? Rest assured, a minor injury like yours will be just a few weeks. I want to hurry up, I have acquaintances in the temple ... "

Wave your hand to interrupt the flurry of discourse. David fixedly looked at Philip's eyes, his eyes were silent and expressionless, and he asked, "Yes, no, yes, opportunity, will?"

"Uh ..." Philip froze, looking back, just trying to say something. David had bowed his head sadly. "I see ... Thank you." He looked up and gave a slight nod, turning and striding away.

Opened his mouth. Watching David's back disappear into the corner not far away, Philip broke his shoulder and grasped his hair, "Dry!"

The distance to the right of the side hall is about twenty feet, which is beyond the scope of the secret agency. It is an abandoned ordinary house. David, who had just disappeared, stretched out his hand to open the wooden door and walked through the hall. Came to the backyard of the house.

In the small open space surrounded by the wooden fence, except for Luke on the roof, dozens of people in the gray space are here, expressionless. Kneeling on one knee. Indifferent eyes crossed the top of the fence, and looked at the eaves of the side hall not far away, like a sculpture, silent.

And in front of everyone, the icy metal pipe was pointing obliquely above the sky. Under the bleak light, the red prism crystal in the palm above the pipe was blooming with magnificent color ... Needless to say, this is naturally the purple cannon and the explosion crystal!

In a dull and depressed atmosphere, David walked through the crowd and walked to an empty purple-bore cannon. He also kneeled on one knee and picked up an explosive crystal with his uninjured left hand. He placed it firmly on the purple-bore cannon and raised his head. See ... grass your mother, if the boss is dead, no one of you wants to go out alive!

...

In the side hall, Woodin's one-handed sword has been mostly sheathed.

Tang En is still running, the speed is not reduced, the naked eye is still invisible, but the faint **** smell has slowly melted away in the hall, which was caused by the slight wounds around the body.

Today, Tang En no longer expects that he can reach the sword body completely, which is not realistic. The reason he is still running is because he hasn't figured out how to deal with the situation at the moment ... Not far away, the shadow avatar is trapped in place and cannot enter. And because of the sharpening of the sword around him, the figure began to fade.

In this world, Tang En once heard that in the Japanese martial art world, there is a martial art called sword-drawing. That is, use the instant explosive power to suddenly pull the knife out of the sheath, hit it at high speed, and go forward, in order to create the effect of a one-shot kill!

Tang En didn't know if the sword-drawing technique was so magical, but even if the magic degree was increased a hundred times, it would definitely not be as powerful as Wooding's sword-drawing power.

He pulls out very slowly, not as fast and as fast as the sword-drawing technique. Because of this, there is no surprise attack effect. In fact, he didn't need this kind of effect, he was very bright and straight, and every inch of sword body could see clearly. And brought with it is the irresistible pressure like a mountain thunder.

In comparison, the effect of the surprise attack of the sword-drawing technique is really embarrassing, just like the pearl of rice grains and Haoyue contend for glory, it is not worth mentioning.

At this time, Tang En felt that he had become this ridiculous pearl of rice grain, he couldn't hold it ...

There was a loud bang, next to the shadow, Tang En showed his **** figure, and stepped the floor directly into powder, and immediately, "Snoring ... snoring ..." Flowing fast and extremely embarrassing.

At the same time, Wooding looked up, looked at each other, and nodded and smiled. There was a snoring sound and a soft groan, as the water sword was pulled out directly. Just shook his wrist. Ming Huanghuang's sword draws a very standard circle in the air.

Suddenly, Tang En only felt light, and the ubiquitous swordsmanship that had been ubiquitous in the hall disappeared instantly ... no! Squinting his narrow eyes, Tang En looked at the long sword in Woodin's hand very sensitively, and sure enough ... the meaning of those swords was not dissipated, but they were thrown into the sword like moths fluttering fire, and immediately. A layer of pale golden light appeared on the blade, like water flowing.

After all these actions were easily done, Wooding stepped forward, shrinking in front of Tang En, and handed out his sword calmly. What followed was an overwhelming breath of death!

And Tang En at this time. Stiff hands and feet, as if bound by several invisible ropes, must not move.

This was locked by Jianyi ... "Hou!" He looked up, screaming screamingly. After understanding it, Tang En was so stubborn that he immediately broke away from the lock of the sword, and his ghost flickered. He would rush to avoid the sword straight.

If only on pure speed. Even if he is as strong as the sword **** Woodin, he never wants to face off with Tang En!

Of course, Woodin didn't care about this either, just turned sideways, and the long sword locked Tang En again. However, this time between the two, there is an extra shadow avatar. "Attack!" While stepping back, Tang En waved his instructions.

There is no suppression of the sword. Shadow's avatar waved his dagger without hesitation, his blood blade resembled a flower, and he struck the strongest blow, which is the random flower skill.

Yes, it is the sword, not Woodin. Tang En's goal has always been clear. Regardless of whether it is to hide, cheat, block, etc., as long as this long sword can be stopped, Tang En won this trick. As for Woodin, honestly. Making him an attack target is a boring and meaningless thing ...

For a moment, Tang En stared at the junction of the blood dagger and the pale gold sword. Instantly, a flower burst into his eyes, a loud boom, and the hall creaked slightly. When looking again, Woodin stood in the field with a pale gold sword, looking calm. And the shadow avatar with part of Tang En's strength, has no idea when it will disappear.

"Hmm ..." Opening his mouth and mouth full of blood mist, bowing his waist, Tang En clutched his chest tightly, grabbed five bloodstains, and intended to press the knife in his body with severe pain.

With the increase of the level, the role of the shadow clone is not small, but its side effects are also obvious. That is, once the person is injured, Tang En's subject will also be injured, just like a double-edged sword, hurting and hurting himself.

Woodin didn't chase after the victory, but stood still, with some surprise in his eyes. With his current strength and knowledge, there are not many unfamiliar martial arts that can puzzle him. But the shadow clone just made him feel weird and new.

Woodin had known that the shadow avatar was fake before, but he couldn't guess whether he was a phantom or something similar to a puppet. Later, after seeing him stay in the sword for a long time, and even get hurt, I thought this should be a puppet. Until the time of the fight, the real sense of impact still let Woodin confirm the guess. However, the avatar disappeared out of thin air, which made him unable to understand ...

Said to be a phantom, he has a stingy physical touch. Let's say it, he has the characteristic of phantom disappearing out of thin air ... What is this martial art? Is this martial art?

Well, whatever it is, thanks to the shadow avatar. This made Woodin wonder, and also gave Tang En time to cast his skills.

Alas, there seemed to be a sudden whirlwind in the side hall, and then the blood-stained blade appeared out of thin air, the second life, the second life, four ... Quickly rotating, splitting the space, in a short moment, completely covered Tang En's figure.

When Woodin regained his thoughts, he saw a small **** hurricane forming in the center of the hall. The wind and wind swept wildly, and the brown tables and chairs made streaks on the floor and slammed into the corners around them. A loud bang, mixed with the crisp sound of a tea cup falling to the ground, was chaotic ...

Storm, Tang En's strongest attack skills available today!

To this day, Tang En also knows that there is absolutely no second way to go except to face resistance. If you still have luck in your heart at this time, you will surely die!

The corners of his mouth rose slightly. Naturally, Wooding would not know the change of Tang En's ideas. He just thought that Tang En was becoming more and more interesting ... ha, another martial art that has never been seen before!

With a lot of interest, he looked at this increasingly bloated **** hurricane, and Woodin held up his sword and stepped forward to meet him.

Instantly, the light golden long sword approached, and the blood-stained blades of the hurricane swiftly flickered, hitting the sword body continuously, sparks splattered, and the sound of intensive impact was continuous. Some blood blades were directly annihilated and broken. . Some bounced out, shattered the surrounding window glass, left deep marks on the thick stone walls, and so on, and the scene was magnificent.

It's just a pity that although Scarlet Hurricane is getting more and more raging, Woodin still carries his sword forward!

Before the **** hurricane connected to the ceiling and bloated body, Woodin's sword figure seemed so small. But that's so small. However, he stood in front of the hurricane, stepped in and out slowly ... Around the pale gold swords, those blood blades were still attacking one after another, like fighters who were not afraid of death, but how could they meet this time? Right, a heavily armored chariot armed to the teeth, not only failed to prevent it from advancing. But he was killed with a knife and a broken bone!

This weird scene had to give people an illusion-the flat sword in Woodin's hand was like a hot burning stick. And this seemingly huge **** hurricane is actually just a foam that is strong and dry. When the two collide, the foam breaks. Immediately destroyed, completely vulnerable!

Soon, as Woodin continued to make strides, approaching the center, the Scarlet Hurricane first collapsed ... and made a loud noise. The hurricane that had been rotated in an orderly manner became a gunpowder barrel. In a short time, countless blood blades were scattered. open. Light and shadow float. But this side hall, which had been devastated repeatedly, finally couldn't withstand such severe blows. The rumbling fell and the dust rose up, just like the scene of a disaster.

Just before the violent explosion, a figure flew out of the hurricane center like a sack, holding his head in both hands. The body curled up, hitting a wall of blood and hitting a wall, drawing numerous cracks like spider webs.

"Cough ..." Coughing and spitting blood in his chest, if the ridiculous pain is removed. At this moment, Tang En only felt empty in his body, as if all the internal organs had been vomited up.

Before waiting for some time, a pair of gray cloth shoes suddenly appeared in the eyes, Tang En slowly raised his head, and saw the calm-looking Woodin holding the pale golden sword to him.

It was still the same, without any changes, and there were no folds even in the corners of the clothes, as if the huge power of the **** hurricane had just exploded, and it had not happened to him.

Hehe ... he silently grinned and smiled at himself. Tang En finally understood how ridiculous the previous gamble was. After all, the sword **** is a sword god, and even if he did his best, he could not reach a humble flat sword.

Woodin didn't laugh, although he seemed to be able to easily win this gamble simply by handing out a long sword. But he still didn't have the slightest joy, instead, he had some regrets in his eyes, some regrets, like looking at a flawless beautiful jade that was about to break.

There was no verbal communication, just shaking his head slightly, Wooding leaned down and handed out a light gold sword. It ’s a pity to return a pity, but before the right and wrong, Woodin wo n’t make mistakes ... Alas, I just hope you do n’t be too resentful, willing to gamble and lose, think about it, and leave ...

Thinking of it this way, Wooding stabbed a pale gold sword at the heart of Tang En's left chest, trying to give the other a painless way to die. But just then, stunned,

"Hah! Come to my bowl!" The dying Tang En suddenly grinned, leaning against the wall, straight shoulders, hands across the chest, put his fingers into claws, up and down, just in the light gold long sword circled in it .

Is this useful? Wooding was surprised when she saw this, but her hand movements were non-stop, and she continued to pierce Tang En's heart.

Long sword was in midair, and Woodin was shocked and looked puzzled. According to the length of the sword, it is time to pierce the opponent's heart, but why is there no physical touch and upload it from the sword body?

Woodin's first reaction was to meet the strange martial arts just now, but then he found it wrong. He saw a gradually expanding black crack between Tang En's palms, like a mouth, pinching his pale golden color precisely. Long sword ...

After hesitated, Wooding's face shook, and he could not help whispering: "Space magic ... No, it is tearing space!" The former belongs to the category of space magician, and the latter is the ability of warrior.

With trembling palms, Tang En nodded and chuckled: "Hehe, Wu is very knowledgeable."

Space ability, this is Tang En's life-saving stunt at the bottom of the box! When he knew before that he could only stand up against Woodin's attack, Tang En had been thinking about how to resolve this almost unsolvable sword. Or more precisely, how to get rid of that faint golden light. Woodin promised to make only one move, so if the golden light is gone, then Tang En wins.

Think about it ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Tang En rightly puts his mind on his strongest ability, that is, space ability. As long as it can successfully tear the space crack, circle the pale gold sword in. The strong rules of attraction in the space should completely **** that layer of pale gold swordsman.

Of course, although the idea is good, there is still a problem. That is, Tang En's strength is still too weak compared to Woodin. If he rushes, he will not only be able to trap the sword, but he will also be attacked. This is like eating a meal. Of course, rice can be swallowed smoothly, but if it is a stone in the rice? I ’m afraid it ’s not going to be broken ...

To this end, Tang En made two attempts, one was to order the shadow avatar attack, and the other was the positive shock of the storm skills. These two results seem to be disastrous, but they are not. Although Wooding's pale golden dormant is extremely overbearing, everything is easy. But as long as it is still vindictive, it will always be consumed after being attacked not weakly!

Tang En's idea is this consumption, as long as he weakens the power of light gold, he can tear the space crack, and he can encircle that sword ... In fact, he succeeded!

………… (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendations, monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile phone users please read.)