Don is a killer, according to the Otherworld, an assassin.

He couldn't go deep alone, and retreat with a sword to the heroic and domineering spirit of a million divisions - that was a peerless martial artist.

He couldn't strategize and summon meteorites to descend hundreds of miles away to take the lives of enemy generals—that was a mysterious magician.

All he can do is be invincible in close quarters. Whether the target is a peerless warrior or a mysterious magician, every step will kill people, and the sword will splash blood!

So, in a short moment, he first played Broko in close quarters, and then simply cut off Sassoli's palm.

The latter may seem incredible, but the reasons for this are not as complex as Sassoli thinks. Don doesn't understand space magic, but that doesn't mean he doesn't understand space. In fact, the general method is the same as the record of stealing criminal evidence in the forbidden land of the Northern Temple before. It is nothing more than opening a spatial passage within a narrow distance, crossing the magic shield, and directly allowing the dagger to face the fragile body of the magician.

Of course, it's easy to say, but it's easy to operate. Otherwise, it is better to be an old guy like Sassoli who has lived for hundreds of years, and he will not be directly recruited by a face. Tang En is only constantly exploring this attack technique, and the space distance is still very limited, otherwise it will not be a close palm, but a back head......

However, this scene is enough to make the brains of everyone present crash again.

Between the lightning and flint, no one could see exactly what method Tang En used, but Sassoli's severed palm that fell from the magic shield was clearly imprinted in everyone's sight......

This is a magister, but he is born to represent an invincible magister! He gave out his palm. And the opponent is still a ground-level martial artist who can't fly......

Moment. Everyone thinks the world is a little too crazy!

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Ten fingers connected to the heart, not to mention a full palm. There was a pause, "Ahh Sasoli's indifferent old face was completely abstract and distorted, he had not been injured for hundreds of years, he had almost forgotten the sensation of intense pain, and now he watched his palms slide down, and his eyes suddenly went black. I almost didn't faint directly.

Tang En couldn't help but shudder when he heard the duck-like scream, grinning, but the movements at hand were not slow, his body sank, and he grabbed the old palm that was clutching the wand, and then kicked his feet on the magic shield, and with a bang, with his strength, his body jumped out diagonally like an arrow from a string.

"Damn!" Broko, who had just arrived at gunpoint, was one step too slow to prevent the tragedy from happening. I couldn't grab that palm, and my expression suddenly turned blue. You must know all kinds of healing magic with the temple. As long as the palm remains intact, there is still hope for it to be returned. But now that it is in the hands of the other party, how can it be easily recovered...... Swinging the gun again and again, countless violent guns shot out in the air in an instant, and roared fiercely, "Keep me!"

"Haha, let's go, let's go, let......'s go," laughed loudly, the direction in which Don En withdrew was not chosen at random, his figure flipped a few times in the air, and he actually came to the nearest bishop. The latter was glaring and opening his mouth at this time, completely stunned.

Without saying a word, Tang En directly swung the dagger and chiseled, and the blood was released again. He can't break the magic shield at the magister-level level, but there is still no problem with the magic shield held up by such a rookie master.

After just a few breaths, there was a crisp bang, and the magic shield shattered like a fragile eggshell under the dense blood-colored blade light.

Putting away the dagger and grabbing the placket of the bishop's robe, the smile on the corner of Donne's mouth was a little ill-intentioned: "Hehe, let's go, I'll show you what speed and excitement are!"

The words fell, and the ...... The violent wind roared into his ears, "Ahh And where they were standing just now, countless furious guns whistled past, and they were a step too late again.

"Where to go!" "Where to go!" The air roared, and Broko, who had been calculated one after another, completely rammed, swung his arm and waved his gun, and a thick gun, like a column, followed the trajectory of the two of them and chased them down quickly.

In an instant, Tang En and the two were in front, and the cylindrical guns were behind, and the speed of the two was almost the same, and they launched a desperate pursuit in the air one after the other.

Xia Wei'an, who was below, wanted to rush to answer, but when she saw such a situation, her expression couldn't help but change. Tang En's falling momentum is too fierce, even if they have the heart to respond, the success rate is definitely not high. Coupled with the cylindrical spear in the rear, she would be dead if she put herself in!

After hesitating for less than a second and gritting her teeth, Xia Wei'an still decided to rush to the rescue. It's nothing else, it's just that the two are still working together. And she has never left behind the habit of her companions!

However, after only a few steps, Xia Wei'an's steps were stunned, and in the sky swooping figure, Tang En was waving vigorously at this place, signaling her to leave quickly, the farther away the better......

This is not a sacrifice of one's life and generosity. You must know that these righteous and awe-inspiring actions do not match Tang En's strict style. "Huhu...... Other...... Special...... What...... Ghost Shout...... Ghost Scream...... In ......the cold wind, as soon as Don En's words came out, he immediately didn't know where to go.

And the object of this discourse, that is, the bishop, closed his eyes and screamed hoarsely, like a pig, and did not listen to what Don was saying.

"!" Don looked back, and in his vision blurred by the tears blown by the wind, the extremely eye-catching cylindrical spear behind him had no tendency to approach. Immediately, his legs clamped the bishop's legs and feet, his eyes sharpened, and with the strong strength of his waist and abdomen, he forcibly straightened the figures on the heads and feet of the two people.

A slap in the face, snap, "I said...... Don't shout!" The terrible screams suddenly stopped, and the bishop subconsciously opened his eyes and covered his face, looking at Don En who was close at hand, full of horror.

"I know I have a handsome haircut right now...... But big brother, don't look at it, there's no time......" Brushing the broom hairstyle, Don En sighed helplessly and pointed to his feet, "If nothing else, in about fifteen seconds, we will fall into a bubble of...... You don't want to die. Isn't that right?"

The bishop nodded desperately. "Good. We reached a preliminary consensus......" patted each other on the shoulder, Don En's expression changed suddenly, and he roared angrily, "Then why are you still stupid to look at? Aren't you able to fly, hurry up and cast magic!"

"Uh...... Yes, I can fly, I can fly......" shouted in surprise, and the bishop's brain was completely reduced to a pulp of in fear. Don relied on the rapid change of his expression and tone. It was easy to control his fragile mind. And if it were a normal time, the bishop who hated Don so much, although it was unlikely that he would die with Donn, would at least hesitate and delay for some time, and the result would be difficult to say at that time......

Glancing at the ground that was getting closer and closer, the corners of Don's eyes twitched a few times, and he raised his hand again and patted the back of the bishop's head, and said angrily: "If you can fly, you can fly." What are you shouting about!"

"Yes, yes......" The bishop nodded resignedly, his hands free. His lips trembled and he chanted the incantation, intermittently, and he was nervous when he saw it, afraid that he would suddenly break it. Fortunately, flying and magic shield are the magician's life-saving skills, and although the bishop is extremely frightened, he still relies on his timid instinct to successfully perform this magic.

In an instant, Tang En only felt that his body was light, and the momentum of his rapid fall was greatly slowed down. But that's all there is to it, and their size is still declining...... Looking at Donn's sharp gaze, the bishop waved his hand again and again, and explained in horror: "Don't blame me, really don't blame me...... It fell so fast, and with the weight of the two of us, we couldn't fly...... But at this rate, we can't die......"

Tang En's expression eased when he heard this, he looked up at the cylindrical spear above that was suddenly approaching a lot, and nodded: "Well, I don't blame you......" paused, looked down at the ground about ten zhang distance below, and narrowed his eyes, "Since that's the case......"

Only then did the bishop see the cylindrical spear above his head, and his face suddenly turned to ashes. At this ever-slowing pace, they really can't die, at most they will break their legs. But if you add this domineering gun, they are absolutely dead......

“...... Then let each his destiny be secured!"

"Huh?"

Releasing his legs, Don reached out and pressed the bishop's shoulders, leaning back slightly, and then kicking his feet out and kicking on the shoulders on both sides...... In an instant, the screams were mixed with the sound of bones breaking, and the two figures quickly separated and flew out, one left and one right.

Sou...... In a short moment, the huge cylindrical spear was rapidly pressed down with the shadow of death, but then it swept past the body by a foot, "......" Tang Enchang breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand to wipe the fine cold sweat on his forehead, and was afraid.

As long as you dodge the gun, that qiē will be fine. Now Don is only a few feet away from the ground, and at such a height, even if you add the momentum that has not yet been removed, it will cost him his life. As for the bishop, well, if he had been clever and had not landed on the ground with his face first, he would have been able to live......

Curled up, landed, bent, rolled, standard unloading cushion action......! Like a speeding wheel, Tang En's figure instantly pressed a straight line on the square, and the bluestone floor behind him continued to crumble, and the earth and rocks were flying, and he couldn't stop at all......

Nima, look at this downward momentum...... As soon as he landed, Don couldn't help but scream that something was wrong. During the rapid rolling, the bones around the body crackled, like beans under a stone grind, crushed and crushed...... The pain in the meantime is really not for outsiders!

Finally, after rushing out of the square and knocking down a ruined wall, Don will stop. Then he turned over and turned his back, and with a poof, the stuffy blood that had been held in his throat for a long time spurted out, and he suddenly felt a lot more comfortable in his heart.

As far as the eye could see, in the dark night sky, Byron and the others scattered from a distance, obviously shadowed by the scene just now...... Sassoli was still screaming, thinking that even if he survived this time, the scene of the severed palm would stay with him for the rest of his life...... Broko patrolled around with spears in hand, apparently judging which one was himself and which was the bishop...... The next moment, a figure quickly appeared above the line of sight, it was Xia Wei'an, who had rushed over......

Looking down at Don, who was covered in blood and grinning and enduring severe pain, Xia Wei'an looked stunned, he really survived......

I said...... Anyway, you're also a comrade-in-arms, so you just look at it and don't help it?"

Xia Wei'an was stunned when she heard this, then chuckled, leaned over to help Don En up, and was about to say something, when a palm suddenly appeared in front of her, an old palm holding a huge magic crystal staff, and the fracture was still dripping with blood......

With a grin, Don handed it over: "Now, your gift." ”

............ (To be continued......)