Tinos was a man who had few troubles. ▲∴

He doesn't like to think, so he doesn't have any troubles.

He is like a sharp knife, others can take him and stab whoever he wants. It was only when Ciric was there that he brought out the greatest value in life.

With Ciric departing suddenly, Tinos' heart couldn't help but feel a little empty.

As a god, the backbone of a church, he suddenly left the divine realm without falling and cut off communication with believers, which had a huge impact on the murder of the church.

Prayers go unanswered, and even the most loyal congregants are in a state of panic. If it weren't for Ciric's notoriously vengeful and aggressive approach, a large number of Christians would have apostasyed.

People's hearts fluctuated, and more believers stopped their activities. The believers and priests who had been exposed hid in Santalim Fort, Shirek's largest stronghold, shivering under the powerful defenses, as if the strong walls and dense protective circles could give them the greatest comfort.

These guys, Tinos is despised.

He still continued his life, and he used to cultivate, kill, cultivate, and kill again.

Now that there is no oracle to pass on his killing list, there is only one thing left in his life - cultivation.

This is an unknown valley in the Cloud Mountains, and even the most seasoned hunter would not come to such a deep mountain, let alone have a map to mark it or something.

Tinos is the only one who will come here.

A huge 50-meter-high waterfall pours a huge amount of water into the deep pool day and night. The powerful impact is not to mention standing at the bottom of the waterfall, just getting close is terrifying.

Tinos stood on a smooth stone at the bottom of the waterfall and slashed upwards with one slash, each blow splitting a ten-meter-long hole in the waterfall in a fraction of a moment.

"Drink-drink-drink-" The breathy exhalation, combined with the extremely focused and resolute movements, even as an enemy, could not help but cheer for Tinos.

Finally, after swinging ten thousand knives, Tinos walked ashore with a blunt knife in his pants.

On the shore, sitting cross-legged sat a bald warrior monk whom Tinos had never known.

Tinos had actually been aware of the other party's arrival, but the other party had never made a move, and Tinos was happy to complete his cultivation during this time.

Tinos smiled, his high cheekbones revealing a terrifying smile: "Generally speaking, the only people who are willing to wait for someone like this are friends. ”

"You don't have friends. In the same way, there is another kind of person who is willing to wait besides friends. ”

"Enemy!" Tinos smiled even brighter.

The warrior monk slowly stood up, legs apart, lowered his body, clenched his fists, and made a fighting gesture.

Tinos didn't care, and put a blunt knife on his shoulder in one hand: "May I ask, who knows I'm here?" I have the impression that no one knows about this place except our Lord. ”

The warrior monk did not answer, but said: "This is a trap for you, as long as I entangle you for 60 seconds after the fight, I will complete the task." ”

"Huh? A legendary warrior monk wants to keep me? Tinos shrugged his nose and sniffed in the air: "There is no smell of a third person within a three-kilometer radius. I really want to know, where are your so-called reinforcements? ”

The bald warrior monk smiled, a very hearty smile: "You'll know right away." ”

"Come!" Tinos beckoned.

Without a sound of lifting his feet, not even a single grain of dust was stirred, and the figure of the warrior monk disappeared in place almost out of thin air.

"Huh?" For the first time, Tinos, who had been careless, frowned.

Obviously, an extremely fast afterimage on the left was approaching at high speed in mid-air, but there was a terrible whistling sound on the right that seemed as if even the air had been shattered.

Fast!

It's so fast!

It's so fast that you can't even catch it with the naked eye.

It is completely unimaginable that the one on the left is actually the remnant of the warrior monk's false move. An astonishing collapse punch directly broke through the most ideal attack range of the blunt knife and forced it into hand-to-hand combat.

At such a distance, it is clearly too long to use a knife.

Lost the first move.

For the first time in his life, Tinos was forced into such embarrassment.

Shadow Jump!

Without hesitation, Tinos directly handed over the skill.

As if he had known that Tinos would be like this, the warrior monk tiptoed a little on his left foot, directly locked on the position of Tinos after a short shuttle from the shadow plane, and then jumped out of the main plane, turning into a floating glimpse again, approaching at high speed.

Tinos had a hellish feeling. He swore that it was the first time he had met this warrior monk Jedi. But the other party gave him a feeling of being extremely familiar with his movements.

It's not the supernatural instincts of the warrior monks or anything. He was absolutely sure that the warrior monk had been instructed by someone who was familiar with his habits of tinos. Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why the warrior monk knew exactly how far the shadow jumped.

In Tinos's mind, the people who fought him were dead. Oh no, except for one Raven. But that kid's strength was too low, and in that brief encounter, Tinos didn't really do it at all.

Why? Why? Why?

"Bang-"

This is a direct kick from the warrior monk after approaching at high speed. There's nothing aesthetic about it, it's just almost extreme. That strength, even a dragon would be kicked by him until he vomited blood.

Tinos didn't even have time to turn around, let alone swing his blunt knife with his backhand, so his left hand and left leg flexed at the same time, and he ate the blow hard.

In the next moment, Tinos was knocked off like a cannonball.

This is not the end, the warrior monk's sturdy figure is like a ghost attached to the upside-down flying Tinos, accompanied by a dull drum-like serial crash, Tinos does not know how many punches and kicks he has hit. It wasn't until Tinos suddenly shouted violently, and a violent aura bloomed all over his body, that the warrior monk retreated.

The whole person seemed to have been cast a feather fall technique, and fell lightly to the ground.

"Very well, you have the right to force me to do my best." Tinos' skeletal face had a cruel smile that would send ordinary people's souls away.

"Come!" This time, it was the monk's turn to reach out and beckon to Tinos.

The re-fight between the two gives people a very strange feeling. It's not like an assassin fighting a warrior monk, but more like a full-fledged warrior monk in the skin of an assassin dancing against an oriental dancer in the skin of a warrior monk.

Tinos's emaciated figure turned into a storm, and the blunt knife slashed through the void, cutting the entire space apart. However, the warrior monk changed the fierce style of play at the beginning, shrinking, moving, rolling, and flipping, almost bringing the word light and spirit to the extreme.

Several times he was almost hit by a blunt knife, but the warrior monk lightly kicked a wall made of air in a place where he could never borrow his strength, and forcibly moved sideways by dozens of centimeters, making a larger dodge.

Tinos's pupils suddenly constricted, and he scolded angrily: "Are you still fighting?" ”

The warrior monk smiled, smiling brightly: "60 seconds have come." ”

As the words fell, a boulder flew from afar like a meteorite from outside the sky.

"It's ......"

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