He wouldn't do anything to Artoria now, and with this woman's temper, he might kill himself directly.

When the time comes, it is not cost-effective to pick up the sesame seeds and throw away the watermelon.

It's never too late to do something weird when everything is out of the way.

Tang An can distinguish the priorities!

Artoria watched Tang An leave, tidied up her clothes and breathed a sigh of relief.

He couldn't understand what the man was thinking or doing.

It's also not clear whether it's the bad guy or the good guy.

There is a clear difference with Shirou.

The next day, the sun rose in the east.

After settling breakfast early in the morning, Tang An took Artoria into action.

Target: Peak Qili and Servant Ku Chulin.

Tang An hadn't forgotten Ku Chulin's sneak attack, if it weren't for Ku Chulin, he and Artoria might have killed or severely injured Li Chong.

He is now in a state of cellular starvation and in dire need of fresh food.

Whether it is Yan Feng Qili or Ku Chulin, one is a magician, the other is a servant, both are great supplements!

Falling from the sky, Tang An looked at the church in front of him.

With one foot open the door, he puffed a cigarette in his hand and stepped on the flip-flops, and stared after entering the church.

Yan Feng Qili was sitting on a wooden chair, holding a Bible in his hand, as if he knew that Tang An would come to the door.

Next to him, Ku Chulin was holding a blood-colored spear treasure, and he was not surprised by the appearance of Tang An and Artoria.

Tang An squinted, releasing his perception and not noticing that there was any other aura around him.

There should be no ambush.

"First meeting, the new lord of the knight king."

Yan Fengqili closed the Bible, got up and looked at Tang An very indifferently.

"That guy was able to become the lord of Gilgamesh, and it seems that you caused it."

Regarding Li Chongneng becoming the master, Tang An's first thought was this guy.

After all, this was the lord of Gilgamesh in the first place.

He only became a master by threatening Medea.

"It's true that I caused it, but we can talk about it."

Yan Feng Qili spread his hands with a smile on his face.

"Talk? Don't tell me that your front foot will let your servants sneak up on me, and the back foot will cooperate with me. ”

Tang An exhaled a puff of smoke, and his facial muscles twitched so much that it looked like he was mocking.

"Why can't we cooperate?"

Yan Feng Qili didn't care, but asked rhetorically.

"Artoria."

Tang An sneered, casually made a move at Artoria beside him, and the next moment Artoria held the holy sword and rushed towards Yan Fengqi.

The holy sword in his hand is no longer transparent.

"Ding..."

The clash of weapons was filled with sparks, and Ku Chulin blocked it with a blood-colored spear, and a gust of wind directly shattered the wooden chairs in the church.

At the same moment, Tang An was surrounded by golden lightning and appeared beside Yan Feng Qili, with a cigarette in his mouth, and his left foot swept towards Yan Feng Qili with air pressure in his hands in his pockets.

"I'm not a masochist, and I have to be invisible when I'm attacked."

Yan Feng Qili's pupils shrank, he didn't expect Tang An's speed to be so fast, and he only had time to cover his hands with magic power in front of him.

In the next second, it was as if a big mountain was colliding, Yan Feng Qili vomited blood in his mouth, shattering the church wall and leaving a ravine flying horizontally outside.

On the other end, Artoria and Ku Chulin were fighting.

"Smack..."

The golden lightning flashed away, and Yan Fengqili didn't have time to breathe, so he immediately rolled to the right side and quickly leaped up with his hands on the ground.

Immediately after the crack and collapse of the ground within a radius of ten meters, Tang An's blue hedgehog head fluttered, his right foot was deep in the dirt and looked up at Yan Feng Qili, the corners of his mouth rose to reveal a touch of disdain.

The golden lightning rolled up the gravel on the ground, and in the blink of an eye, it had appeared on Yan Fengqili's head.

"It can't be the power of a magician."

Yan Feng Qili looked at Tang An on his head, his face shocked.

He thought that Tang An was just a magician, and the average magician was weak in melee combat, but he was different, he knew Bajiquan.

With the blessing of magic power, he can easily break trees, and even a servant can fight at close range.

He miscalculated.

This guy in front of you isn't just a magician.

The other party's speed is like lightning, and he can't keep up at all.

You must know that the previous masters are all magicians, so their melee ability is not very strong.

And he can be said to be the strongest of all the masters.

But now....

"Poof..."

The sound of bone cracking came from his chest, Yan Feng Qili's eyes bulged, blood spurted from his mouth and nose and smashed from the sky to the ground, and the dense cracks around him spread, and then collapsed to form a crater, and the flying stones splashed with the sound of breaking the air like bullets.

"Magical liberation."

More than a dozen spells on Yan Feng Qili's right arm disappeared, and all of them turned into the purest magic power and poured into themselves, and their breath instantly rose several levels.

These spells were taken over from his father during the Fourth Holy Grail War, and can be used as a one-time source of mana.

"Boom...."

The ground exploded again, Yan Feng Qili put his right hand on his head, and his left hand almost touched the bottom when he bent down, but he forced himself down.

"Interesting."

Tang An put a cigarette in his pocket with one hand and a cigarette in the other, looking at Yan Fengqili's soaring breath and the strength to hold his own foot, his eyes were full of teasing abuse.

The afterimage flashed, and Tang An's tail vertebrae split into five black thorns, and as they hardened, they were like black and silver crystal tentacles, stabbing towards Yan Feng Qili like a sharp sword.

"Something."

Yan Feng Qili retreated, jumping and pounced one after another, dodging the five crystal tentacles with all his might.

The fist collided with it, and it was as hard as steel.

And the speed is extremely fast, and the air hisses between the waves, forming a remnant of the Dao Dao that will not disperse for a long time.

"Instant kill."

When Yan Feng Qili dealt with the crystal thorns, a crack formed under Tang An's feet, and disappeared with a bang.

Yan Feng Qili wanted to dodge, but time seemed to be slow, and the eternal golden lightning passed by.

The sound of flesh and blood being torn, Yan Feng Qili looked down at his abdomen, and the next moment his upper body moved sideways, and the blood splashed like a fountain, and he was cut off by the waist.

Several crystal thorns were inserted like poisonous snakes, Yan Fengqili's upper body continued to tremble, his face quickly emaciated and sunken, and the flesh and magic of his entire body were rapidly disappearing.

Behind him, Tang An's face was full of comfort.

The flesh and blood of the magician is indeed more nutritious than that of ordinary people, and the cells that were originally a little hungry are rejoicing and beating.

Just a few breaths of Yan Feng Qili turned into a dry corpse, and if there was an external force, it would turn into scum and float in the wind.

Behind it, five crystal thorns swayed in the air, glittering in the golden sunlight.

Golden lightning splashed the dirt, and Tang An disappeared.

In the mountains and forests far away from the church, Ku Chulin was fighting with Artoria, and at first you could still come and go, but with the death of Yan Feng Qili, Ku Chulin could not get the supply of magic power, and his breath plummeted.

It won't be long before he's gone.

"Looks like your master is dead."

Artoria forced Ku Chulin back with a sword, and she could clearly feel the other party's state.

"I didn't expect it to be so soon."

Ku Chulin sighed, his battle had just begun, but the master was a second man who couldn't do anything.

The next moment the extreme danger struck, Ku Chulin stopped in front of him with a gun, a golden lightning condensed his body, and a whip leg rolled up the sand and gravel on the ground, and the momentum was like a bamboo.