The characteristics of hand-to-hand combat are very distinct, fast and intense. And because of the small space, the shots are generally killer moves, which determine life and death in minutes, and the excitement is abnormal, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a game for the brave.

At the same time, because of these qualities, once the melee combat circle is officially formed, it becomes extremely difficult for outsiders to intervene for fear of accidental injury.

Therefore, Wen Silent and the others are worthy of being air-level powerhouses who have experienced a hundred battles and seen big scenes, and they did not rush to encircle and suppress, but chose to block the surroundings at the first time.

Of course, doing so is also because they believe in their companion, the expressionless Fei Lao.

In fact, that Fei Lao did not live up to the trust of several people, and even exceeded their expectations......

"To be honest, I'm a little disappointed. Raising his hand, the ice-blue doumang suddenly bloomed, instantly covering the entire street and sweeping the audience. It was like a storm coming, and the surrounding debris was flying and scattering, and the scene was spectacular for a while.

He didn't passively defend and wait for his companions to help, nor did he fear melee combat to take off in the air. This Fei Lao looked extremely confident, and he chose to counterattack at the first time, and the strong demeanor of the air-level martial artist was clear at a glance.

If you can't hit a single blow, you will be away in an instant, this is the normal practice of assassins. However, Tang En, who was shrouded in blue light, did not do this, but raised his dagger, and his body flickered around the ghost of the tall old man, and thousands of blades of light rained out like a banana, as if he wanted to forcibly kill the target with this.

Dingding, dingding...... Fei Lao's expression was even more disappointed, and he let the dense blade light hit all over his body, shining countless sparks like metal impacts, and he didn't move. Shaking his head: "The body is good, the speed is okay...... But. The strength is too poor, the strength is too low. What is particularly strict is that he does not know how to judge the situation. Impulsive stupidity. Really--one, collapsed, confused, confused!"

There was no answer. Tang En was still attacking with his head down, as if he was expecting which knife would penetrate the old man's defenses.

Your mother, do it, you ...... Although it was very pleasant to hear, Wen Sling was more concerned about such a good time and the opportunity to kill Don in one fell swoop, and couldn't help but secretly complain anxiously.

It seems that he heard what Wenslin was thinking, and it seems that Fei Lao was angered by this object that was even more fragile than he imagined, and the gap was too big. There was a sense of shame of being played. After criticizing word by word, he didn't hesitate, hugged his hands emptyly, and let the blade light go straight into the heart of the middle gate, and pushed it out suddenly.

Wow...... The robe was agitated, and the ice blue column-shaped bucket between the palms exploded violently, like surging waves, slapping wildly, wave after wave, instantly submerging Tang En's figure who had no time to dodge.

Although there is some contempt in the words. But people with rich experience such as Fei Lao will naturally not be careless when fighting. To shoot is to give it your all. This ice-blue doumang like a turbulent ocean wave is the purest fighting spirit, and it can't be used in the slightest trick, and it is the idea of suppressing people with power.

The so-called one force to ten wisdom, that is the case. In the face of a truly powerful force, any conspiracy, body speed, etc., are all floating clouds.

It turned out that Fei Lao's caution was not too much at all, and just as the pillar bucket was about to cross the entire street, Tang En's figure suddenly struggled out of it, staggering down. Immediately after, boom...... The abandoned old building behind him became a substitute victim, and was instantly hit by the ice blue bucket from the front, and the rubble and rotten wood immediately splashed and scattered, bursting and shattering.

"It's over, this lack of suspense battle ......" Shaking his head in disappointment, Fei Lao's body advanced violently, ignoring the dagger that stabbed him, and the thunder of his right palm containing the furious fighting mang slapped down, instantly destroying Tang En's fragile defense, and hitting the top of his head.

Rumble...... The dou mang exploded, the strong wind overflowed, and the broken stone and wood that had just been splashed out were immediately rolled back, and the venue was cleared in an instant. Except for Fei Lao, who had not yet withdrawn his palm, there was no other figure within a few zhang of the surrounding area, and it seemed that Tang En had been photographed and disappeared in the power of this palm.

Silence, "Death...... He's dead. That's it...... Dead?"

The battle between the two sides actually didn't last long, almost after Wenslin and the others stood up, and as soon as they looked up, the battle was over. This situation was undoubtedly unexpected, and after the two empty level old men looked at each other in a little surprise, they turned their heads to look at Wen Silent with a strange expression...... This is the fierce man you have emphasized a hundred times in melee combat, and can resist the sword god and his old man's sword?uh...... Are you kidding? Or, is the Sword God joking?

Of course, Wenslin wasn't joking, in fact, his apparent shock was much stronger than that of the two empty level old men. looked down in a daze, his expression was full of confusion.

Yes, not ecstasy, but dazed!

Dead? Dead like this? Shouldn't it...... Subconsciously grabbing his hair, Wensling struggled. He had suffered a big loss at the hands of Tang En, even though he was unconvinced in every way, but in his heart he actually admitted the other party's strong strength. When I came, I also thought about all kinds of unexpected situations, and I made all the preparations I could think of for this, including the psychological preparation for a bitter battle and a final defeat......

The only thing I didn't think about was the possibility of defeating lightly. This seemed to him to be completely impossible, and there was no point in fantasizing. But now it's happening, and it's still under his nose.

This, I am stunned......

......

Caught in shock, Wen Silin and the others, who had not been able to come back to their senses at all, did not see it, and Fei Lao below was also shocked.

It's just that unlike the object of their shock, Fei Lao was not surprised by Tang En's death, but was dazed by the wave of his palm just now. It doesn't seem to have hit the feel of the real thing...... Fluttering, like a phantom?

His expression changed suddenly, "No!" The voice did not fall, and suddenly,

"Ahh

The screams came from the sky on the left, and it was the chubby old man who was guarding there. In fact, he didn't realize what was happening at all, but a moment ago, he suddenly felt that the temperature around him had dropped sharply, and it was cold to the bone, like falling into an ice cellar!

Killing intent?!

The mind failed to react, but the nerves that had been through a hundred battles were launched one step ahead, and the body was tilted to the side. Immediately, the slightly chubby old man felt a chill on his right shoulder, blood spurted, and he watched his entire arm break shoulder to shoulder, throwing into the sky.

Open your mouth - scream - retreat!

"Damn!" Fei Lao was the first to react, Huo Ran turned his head, and saw that the figure that was obviously slapped on the top of his head just now, I don't know when, he had already appeared next to the slightly fat old man, coldly waved the dagger, and cut off his arm.

"Don't retreat—" Looking at the chubby old man who had subconsciously retreated, Fei Lao, who had already risen into the air, was suddenly in a hurry. Although he didn't know what he was fighting just now, what strange things were going on. But it is a fact that Don is not dead, which means that the other party is indeed not simple. Thinking of Wensling's previous reminder, the other party was extremely fast...... Now the chubby old man subconsciously chooses to retreat, not only can he not avoid the pursuit of the other party, but also lengthen the distance between them, which is not easy to rescue.

"Fight, fight...... Huh?"

Sure enough, Fei Lao, who was shouting in a hurry, was stunned, and saw that Tang En flashed in the air, and instantly came to the side of the slightly chubby old man who retreated dozens of feet away, and sprinkled countless blades of light with his dagger, instantly bringing up Dao blood. Immediately afterwards, he flashed again, followed by a shadow, and instantly came to the side of the chubby old man, and continued to wave the dagger......

It's not that the chubby old man didn't fight back, but his counterattack was too slow, too slow, and before he could make a punch, he had been hit by more than ten knives in his body. Before waiting for the burst of fighting spirit, the blade light has been handed to the vital point, and he can only dodge and retreat, constantly dodging, and the wolf bèi's violent retreat......

"Instantaneous...... Teleportation?" Wenslin and the others finally saw what melee combat in the air was, and finally understood how Angelo had died before. With such a completely defenseless means of teleportation, it is almost impossible not to get close. And once you are close, you will face a dead suppression, and you will have almost no power to fight back!

How can this be fought?

"Don't retreat! here, come here...... Damn!" roared, the Wincelyns had never felt that their speed was so slow. That is, he can't catch up with the chubby old man who retreated, and he can't catch up with Don who seems to be teleporting. He could only hang behind and chase hard, watching his companions being suppressed to death, but he couldn't help.

And the chubby old man seemed to be completely stunned, and he couldn't listen to any warnings at all. Screaming again and again, like a hare being chased by a cheetah, the only thought in his mind is to run, keep fleeing, and get as far away as possible from this demon like a maggot on a tarsal bone......

But this is destined to be only delusional!

System Jun is very empathetic and sent the other side of the instant skill in time. Now Tang En has completely replaced the shotgun with an earthen cannon, and he no longer has to be like before, even if he encounters a cat or dog that is not as strong as himself, but as long as he can fly, he can only watch and be beaten passively......

Although he still can't fly, he doesn't have any grudges against it. On the other side, in the sky and on the ground, as long as it is within the range, it can be instantaneously approached and attacked.

Moreover, to create such a combat environment now, Tang En also paid a price - the shadow clone was bombarded into slag by the tall old man, although it would not make Tang En hurt his muscles and bones, but injuries were inevitable.

This is a skill limit and cannot be changed. Fortunately, the effect was good, and it successfully made Wen Silin and the others, who had never seen such a strange martial art, fall into an instant shock......

And since he paid a lot of price, how could Tang En let the fat meat that came to his mouth, that is, the slightly chubby old man, escape?

Instant - For masters, an instant is enough to determine the outcome of a battle!

Take advantage of your illness and kill you, and chase and beat you fiercely!

The chubby old man's mind was already in turmoil, and he completely lost the idea of resisting. In addition to subconsciously blocking the vital points, defense has also become extravagant. Like a weak woman stripped naked, she can't do anything but scream......

This feeling of being at a loss made the chubby old man very unfamiliar. To be exact, since he reached the empty level realm, he has never been so wolfy. Which time did you make a move, didn't you treat the other party as an ant and play in applause, killing and killing?

But now, he felt like he was the tiny ant......

And then, the fear grows!

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