MTL - Ultimate Assassin System-v3 Chapter 935 Retire? Where to go!

After a delay, when everyone reached an agreement and rushed into the smoke of the river, naturally Tang En was never seen again.

However, this was also expected. Then, just like the suggestion given by Winsling just now, the nine were divided into three teams, separated by the area distance that each other could perceive, and the finished glyphs were scattered and searched.

One team will be temporarily led by Hai Tower, one team will be temporarily led by Winsling, and the last team will be temporarily led by the gray-haired old dedication ... Of course, this is not allocated based on strength. If so, Haita and Winsling also returned. Not qualified. But because they are familiar with Tang En, and the identity of the disciple of the sword **** is there, the royal worshippers are naturally convinced.

"Tang? Is it really because we have lived in the royal palace for a long time that we haven't moved around, so haven't we heard that there is such a tricky strongman among the blue martial arts soldiers?" Looking around the misty rain, the gray-haired old worshiper frowned slightly, soft Asked.

"I don't know, I haven't heard of it, it seems like it came out of nowhere ... if I hadn't seen him attack suddenly, I wouldn't believe it ..."

"Yeah, so young! How did you cultivate ..."

At this age, it's no surprise to see what I hear. However, the appearance of Tang En subverted the recognition of the three royal families. There is really no reason. No matter how they imagine, they can't match Tang En's age with that shocking strength. You must know that they have worked hard for more than a hundred years, and this is what they have achieved ...

Of course, shock is shocked, and the actual example just now is in front of us. Although the worship of these three royal families is still unbelievable, the vigilant attitude and the vindictive armor put on in advance are not vague.

This is the real state of war. There is no way out of strength. But because of carelessness, he lost his life and lost his brain. Still rare. Not to mention them, even if Wooding played a serious sword, he did not engage in a gimmick without a sword in his hand and a sword in his heart ...

"Well, Winsling said that Down's combat style ... melee? Like the Assassin?"

"Judging from the raid just now, uh, it should be right."

"Intermediate-level strength, assassin melee style ... this is really not an ordinary air-level warrior ..."

Speaking of which, the three royal families worship each other face to face. The corners of his mouth were slightly ridiculous, somewhat ridiculous.

Can fly in the air, and can also mobilize the fighting element between heaven and earth, who is going to play any close combat? Of course, Tang En is not only playing, but also playing very well, he really found his own martial arts, and just under their eyes, a powerful person who had hit the empty-level threshold in the face was killed ... This is the place where three well-informed royal families worship and are truly speechless!

"In short. Be careful anyway. Believe that with our ten ... so many air-level warriors are gathered here. As long as you are not assassinated by a surprise attack and lethal as before, there is no problem." With a sigh of relief, the white-haired old enshrined looked around the river and gently nodded, "Fortunately, the terrain here is not complicated, and the assassin's method cannot be used here ..."

The terrain here is not so complicated, it's simply too outrageous. Except for a little hazy water mist, all that remains is the river and the sky. Not to mention a hidden place where you can hide, there are no obstacles that can block your vision.

Such terrain is not suitable for assassination, but in general, it is still necessary to divide people ... Wait for the old-fashioned worship words to fall to the ground, a slight ironic voice sounded clearly behind him, "Is it?"

After a pause, the policeman yelled, "Be careful-" Dooming is violent. A royal next to him enshrined Tang En, who suddenly appeared like a ghost, suddenly widened his eyes and thought of it as a hand-knife.

Jump around and easily avoid the sword. Another short, the Doumang sword stabbed from the other side was also avoided. Immediately with a pale **** dagger, he cut into the middle of the three. Tang En appeared suddenly, like a tiger into a flock. He didn't need to care about the terrain, obstacles, and other aids. Depending on speed and body style, he easily achieved the prerequisites for melee combat.

The successful close-up of the old-fashioned white-haired self-confidence was a shock. Fortunately, the cautious armor that had been carefully propped up saved his life. He lowered his head and rushed forward, and the dark dagger that wiped his neck was blocked by the combat gas armor. Can successfully form a penetration, crooked to make a knife across the shoulder, blood and blood suddenly appeared,

"Dead!" The frightened white-haired old worshiper suddenly roared suddenly, turned around, and squeezed his hands into his claws, like a goshawk struck down, only scratching, hissing, and immediately locked in front of him. Space, crushed violently!

But unfortunately, this powerful claw just shattered the raindrops. Tang En, who couldn't get a shot, had already stepped forward to the royal observance where he was first found. The blood-colored dagger was mixed with the torrential rain, but in a short time, the cross-cutting resistance of the sword was drowned, and A sudden exclaiming exclaimed.

Familiar rhythm, offense, defense, offense, offense, offensive ... expected attack effect, wrist, shoulder arm, body, lower abdomen ...

The dazzling number of daggers can always appear at the most appropriate position at the most appropriate time, and then seize every fleeting opportunity to break, and precisely fall on the combative armor of the royal family who has no defense , Splattering light, like metal fragments of solid armor, and flying blood from time to time ...

"Close ... Melee ..."

At this time, the three royal family worshipers really understood what Winsling said, ‘the other party is particularly good at close combat’. What does it mean?

fast! Too fast! They simply don't allow them to have reaction time, and they can't get involved. They are good at mobilizing large-scale fighting elements and exerting earth-shaking power. They cannot be fully used in the current high-frequency battles ... because the targets cannot be locked, how can they be displayed?

And if you forcefully cover it with a big move, in such a narrow space, it does n’t matter if you will have self-injury. It is sure to hurt the person who fights with Tang En by mistake!

Aggrieved, depressed, tangled ... what to do?

However, the actual situation does not allow the two royal families to observe the dedication. If they don't want to watch their companions suppressed to death again, they can only choose to shoot.

"Hold him!"

It is worthy of being a battle-hardened powerhouse. Weigh a little. The white-haired old devotion decisively dismissed the idea of ​​covering indiscriminately with big tricks. Converge and greet another devotion to help, and take over the companion who is already on the verge of fragmentation.

This is only for self-protection, they are not good at melee combat, but it is not a big problem to keep the vitality of themselves and their companions. This is actually a good tactic. Protect yourself before dragging on the other side. When the other two teams of companions arrived, Tang En had no way to escape.

I have to say, this idea is still good. But to put it into practice, I just want more ...

Before waiting for their finished glyphs to join the battle, a loud laugh came out, and the hard-working support of the royal family only felt the pressure to be reduced, slightly stunned, whip-legged like electricity, and the abdomen was sore and groaned. He bowed back like a prawn and smashed to the right to rescue people.

The siege has not yet taken shape. Already broken. Taking advantage of the retreat, Tang En floated to the white-haired old enshrined, and the latter was naturally overjoyed at the sight of it, but did not think about it. When the void seemed to catch the wind and rain, the thunder came.

Grab it again!

It was just a twisted and swayed in place, and his body was accelerating like the wind. Tang En easily avoided the attack, and passed by the front with the white hair of the old offering, glanced, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and the unspoken sarcasm and ridicule,

"Ha ha……"

The figures crisscrossed and turned sharply, and a bang was heard, disappearing into the river.

"Ah-" He was so insulted, thinking of Tang En's contemptuous smile just now, suddenly jumping like a thunder, leaping down, waving his hands in a row, blue and blue like Goshawk's claws, and Tang En disappeared local,

Boom ... Boom ... Boom ...

"Come out-come out! Someone comes out to fight me-"

The waves surged and the water splashed into the sky. In the roar and roar, the water surface of this side of the river seemed to be sunk directly by these overbearing giant claws. The horror of the air-level warriors is evident.

But unfortunately, no matter how high the power is, in addition to letting ourselves be soaked with splashes of water, we can't hit the target, naturally it is useless.

"Well ... keke ... keke ..."

Watching the white-haired old devotion went crazy underneath, the other two royal dedications were equally ugly. The difference is that one person is because of his physical condition, that is, the dedication that Tang En was almost dozed off. Breathe slowly, spit blood mist in a big mouth, and cough violently. The trembling body was scarred, and although not fatal, the flowing blood was enough to make his face pale and scary. As for the other one, that's the reason of pure psychological emotion ...

The three air-level powerhouses gathered together and failed to kill each other, but the key is that they did not even have the upper hand in the process. In the end, one was injured. The other party comes whenever they want, if you want to fight, if you want to go ... just think about it, the royal worshippers themselves want to despise themselves ...

"This speed style ... what to do next?"

When the emotion of being ridiculed and scorned is slightly calmed, my mind is clear, and the problems I think of become real. In other words, it still looks like a practical absurd question-after all, the air-level strong does not know how to fight, this problem itself is more like a nonchalant joke.

But the fact is now the case. Although the confrontation was very short, and there was not even a minute before and after, the problems exposed on this side are still obvious.

It's not that the power is inferior, it is that the power is not available.

If you completely let go of your hands and feet to enlarge your moves and use Tang En's melee style, you will definitely hurt yourself by mistake. If it is to consolidate strength, reduce the attack range, and use Tang En's speed, it is likely that the other party ’s clothing angle will not be touched ...

Opening and closing is not enough, precise and delicate is not enough, how can this fight?

"Where's Tang En?" Just as the royal family was entangled in worship, Haita and Winsling's team arrived at the same time, asking questions from a distance. Immediately after seeing the worshiper who was leaning over and supporting him, Haita frowned and asked, "Wounded? So quickly ... Isn't it to remind you to be careful about him ...

Needless to say, in the world, in addition to Woodin and Bamutu, an air-level strong can be injured in such a short period of time. That is, Tang En's weird and deformed melee ability. You do n’t even have to ask, Haita can think of the battle scene just now ...

"Run away, dive into the water ..." The enshrined imperial family dedication pointed to the river below, and his expression was somewhat awkward. I have to admit that before listening to Winsling's reminder of how Down's melee capabilities were abnormal, they did not disapprove, but they did not take it seriously enough to say how important it was. This is also normal. After all, you have not experienced it yourself, so you can't talk about it ... but ... melee? !!

A flash of electricity flashed across my mind, and I opened my mouth to say something about the royal offerings. The body suddenly trembled, and suddenly swooped down, rumbling loudly: "Jiangmen--quick! Leave the river--"

Below is naturally the white-haired old oblation dedicated to the violent bombardment of the river, because Tang En's contempt smile when he left. Although he was chased by the fury, he did not enter the river, but the distance from the river was already very close. Now ...

"What?" Closing his head, the white-haired old obituary with a subconscious rumor raised his face blank. Immediately the next moment, through the rain in the river, the companion who dived wildly looked down, staring and opening his mouth,

"Retreat--"

"Where to retreat?" A faint familiar voice sounded behind him again, without waiting for the old-fashioned white hair to make a change. His feet sank and he bowed his head in shock, and saw Tang En, who was wet and shaved, like a water ghost, and clenched his legs With a grin and a bright smile, the two rows of teeth were stunned, "Come down, you."

Wow ... falling directly on the river, splashing water. Immediately afterwards, a sharp swordman cut through the air and whistled past, but only chopped a few raindrops and landed in the air.

"Damn!" The royal family obediently took a step back, grabbed and shot the long sword, and quickly turned around. Just leave for a short while, just leave so far away! Obviously it is not an opportunity, but it was seized by the other party instantly and expanded to the current crisis of life and death—

In the breathing, the river surface tens of feet away burst into tears, "Save-ah-" In the splashes of water, the white-haired old devotion with an inexplicable expression on his face just came out of the river, and did not wait for a complete call for help. Turned into a scream. A dark dagger emerged from the water, straight into his back. Immediately, one arm was like the tentacles of a deep-sea monster octopus, grabbing the shoulder from the back, and immediately dragged the half-length body of the white-haired old enshrined out of the river surface ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ wow, blood rolls ...

"Save!" It was too late to say hello to Haita, Winsling, and others who came, and the royal family chased down a long roar, and even someone with a sword crashed into the tumbling blood and disappeared.

"Wait ..." Winsling hurriedly opened his mouth to speak, but looking at the offering that had been chased into the water, he could only shake his head to stop, frowning.

Underwater is no better than air. Even if it is as strong as an air-level warrior, it is more inconvenient under turbid water. The most obvious point is vision, not only that the naked eye cannot penetrate the turbid river, but the most important thing is that the sensing range will be restricted and disturbed under water, which is not conducive to encirclement.

But there are now two royals enshrined into the water, and one is in a state of danger. What else can Winsling say? Even if he looked at the situation before and after, he already faintly realized that the reason why the white-haired old devotion could reach the water just now should be deliberately done by Tang En so as to introduce them into the water ...

Sure enough, "Fast! Everyone spreads away at a distance of hundreds of feet!" Pointing at the place where the blood and water rolled, Haita waved anxiously, "Search after the water and move closer to the middle ... Be careful, be sure to surround him!"

………… (To be continued ...)