The gloomy clouds are still bleak, and the dark colors are neither increasing nor decreasing. It's just that there are a little more scattered rains, sprinkled one after another, bringing a little coolness to the oppressive atmosphere here.

For a moment, the façade on the west side of the attic.

Not long ago, the strong fighting spirit fluctuated, like fireflies in the dark night, quickly attracting several sensitive masters.

"The laryngeal bone shattered, and the blade pierced the back of the heart...... Beautiful, deadly with one blow, with no room for struggle. After looking at the neat ground around him, the gray-clothed old man put down the corpse in his hand, shook his head and smacked his lips, and gave an accurate judgment with a little appreciation.

"As I said, he's very good at close combat. Wenslin frowned and looked at the corpse on the ground, and said with a gloomy face. Of course, the reason why he was in a bad mood was not because this ground-level martial artist was killed, but because the latter obviously didn't take his previous explanation to heart, and dared to approach Tang En so unscrupulously, and failed to track down.

"It's just a prefecture-level martial artist, not to mention a sneak attack. The slightly chubby old man with white hair and ruddy face on the side seemed to have a different opinion, glanced at the corpse indifferently, and snorted softly.

"The strength of the ground level is not weak, even if it is a sneak attack, and it is simply killed without resistance, the other party is indeed not simple. And ......" shook his head, and the gray-clothed old man looked around, "Since it was a fatal blow, then the fluctuation of fighting qi we felt before should not be him...... Why hasn't An Lao arrived yet?"

The so-called An Lao is naturally Angelo.

Wen Silin and the others were stunned when they heard this, yes, they could feel the fluctuation of this fighting qi, and Angelo, who was also an air-level martial artist, naturally had no reason not to feel it. But it hasn't happened yet......

"No wait. At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came. Attic North. One is tall. The old man, whose expression was rigid and stiff like a stone tablet on the grave, walked forward.

With a wave of his hand. Two bloody iron claws and a corpse in a navy blue robe were thrown over, "Severed hands and throats, clean, dead no longer dead." ”

"Uh...... An Lao!" Looking at the corpse of Angelo, whose hands were broken with their wrists together and their bodies were twisted and twisted like a big mouse, the three of Wen Slim couldn't help but change their expressions, and they all exclaimed in unison.

"W-How is this possible? From the time we felt the fluctuation of vindictiveness to the time we came here...... It's only five minutes at most!" the chubby old man looked shocked. I didn't see the relaxed and casual appearance I had before, and I subconsciously shook my head and denied it.

"If I hadn't found these iron claws around, I wouldn't have believed it. But now, that's just the way it is!" the tall old man leaned over and squinted, his cold expression showing a hint of nervousness, and gently fiddled with Angelo's head that was about to fall off, "This is a real butcher...... Look, the fatal wound was a cut throat in the neck, from right to left, instantly smashing half of Boss An's throat bone. The strength is exactly the same...... This ensures an instant kill without the head being cut off on the spot. Or fall off from a high altitude and lose its beauty. Tsk! perfect!"

Smacking your lips and licking your lips is as comfortable and satisfying as if you have eaten a rich meal. Immediately straightened Angelo's face, "Look at it again, it should be smashed from a high altitude on his back, so An Lao's face is well maintained." Oh, this should be regarded as a blessing in misfortune, at least there is no need for follow-up sewing treatment when buried...... "waving his hand," of course, this is not the point, the point is the well-preserved expression of An Lao at the moment before he died. Kindness...... Pain and shock?"

Thinking about it, the tall old man raised his blood-stained fingers and touched his chin to try to restore the scene at that time. This scene made the corners of Wen Sillin's and the others' mouths twitch together, but the former seemed to be unaware of it, and continued to analyze, "The pain is not difficult to understand, let me guess, this should be caused by An Lao's hands being cut off before cutting his throat." As for the shock...... An Lao is a person who has seen big scenes, whether it is knowledge and experience, or combat experience, etc., he is extremely rich. What was it that shocked him so ......much?

After thinking for a while, the tall old man shook his head regretfully, "It's a pity, the battle time is too short, and there is not even fresh blood on the old man's iron claws, so he was simply killed if he failed to hurt the other party at all." As a result, there are fewer clues for analysis...... Well, from the current point of view, we can only know that An Lao was thrown from a high altitude after his throat was cut. In other words, An Lao and the other side are fighting in the air, and they should be fighting head-on......"

After a pause, he took a slight breath, looked up at the stunned Wencelyn, and asked coldly, "I think, you need to give us an explanation." In addition to being good at hand-to-hand combat, does Don really only have the strength of the first level of the empty rank?"

As the words fell, the expressions of the other two old men changed again, and they looked at Wenslin in disbelief.

No wonder they reacted like this, Angelo's body was in front of him, and anyone could see how he died. And in just a few minutes, an air-level martial artist was simply killed, and he was still in the air with free advance and retreat, which sounded too terrifying...... Because what this means is that the opponent's strength is likely to occupy an absolute overwhelming advantage. Otherwise, even if an air-level martial artist can't be defeated, he shouldn't have no chance to escape.

Wencelyn was also confused at this moment, and he couldn't believe what he was seeing. However, he finally managed to get a few air-level martial artists to come together, and now of course he won't say that there may be a zài error in the information here.

Gritting his teeth, he said stubbornly: "There must be something wrong here, then Tang En's strength is indeed only the empty level beginner level. Well, the master also tried it not long ago, and it won't be wrong!"

Of course, the three old men knew who Wenslin's master was, and when they heard him move him out, they naturally had no doubts about this judgment. However, while breathing a sigh of relief, the tall old man frowned: "The sword god has also made a move...... Didn't kill each other?"

The matter of Wu Ding's fight with Tang En was too wide-ranging, and he could accidentally shake out the news that the Sword God had been to the north, so Wen Ce Lin didn't dare to say it before. But now that these three unaware empty-level old men reacted, their hearts suddenly sank. Think about it, if you can't even take the sword god, what kind of terrifying strength does the other party have?

Wen Sling hurriedly explained: "The master only used one sword at that time, and he didn't attack with all his strength. Besides, not to mention the level of strength, you will know later how treacherous and cunning the guy who was born as an assassin is...... Yes, definitely, yes. An Lao must have fallen into his way, so he was quickly killed. ”

Now, of course, Wensling has to infinitely belittle the situation at that time, and by the way, infinitely elevate Donn's shameless image of being insidious and cunning, and liking to play clever tricks to defeat opponents. Of course, the latter is completely stress-free to do......

The three old men glanced at each other when they heard this, although they were all a little dissatisfied with Wen Silin's knowledge, but since they had already come, no matter the background of Wen Silin's family, even the face of being an empty level powerhouse would not allow them to turn around and leave, and finally nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Wen Silin was relieved, and while beckoning his subordinates to collect Angelo's body, he said with a straight face: "An Lao's death is an accident and a regrettable warning. Again, I would like to reiterate to you that Don is really insidious and dangerous! You must be careful not to let him get close, otherwise the consequences will be unpredictable. ”

In fact, Wenslin had said this many times when he came. But the masters are all proud, including Wencelin, if they didn't suffer a big loss in the hands of Don, how could they be so jealous.

So at that time, although the four empty-level powerhouses looked at Wenslin's background, they were very talkative and wrote down. But in fact, they don't think so, the so-called melee combat in their eyes is just those low-level martial artists who have not broken through to the earth-level realm and failed to control the great fighting power between heaven and earth.

But now looking at Angelo, who is close to their strength, and the deep blood mouth on his neck, how dare the three empty-level old men be careless, and they all nodded solemnly.

"You stay here to pack up the remains of the elderly, and when this matter is over, you will immediately transport it back for a solemn burial...... Everyone, let's continue chasing!" After explaining to his subordinates, Wen Sling immediately turned his head to look at the three empty-level elders, "The prohibition on Xia Wei'an's body has not been resolved, so it is impossible for Tang En to run far." It should be ahead, we are speeding up now, just in time to avenge An Lao!"

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(PS: I'm sorry, it's still a change until now, the tanuki has important things to do today...... Well, in fact, I mentioned it once before, Sister Tanuki was not in good health, had cancer, and had surgery. But it has not been cured, and it should not be cured. I have to go to Beijing Hospital every few months for a review, so today I sent my sister to the train station, and I rushed to this chapter after I came back - sorry again!) (to be continued......)