"Tang En, please give my uncle my life!"

Sneak—The sound of the sword breaking through the sky sounded sharply, reaching my ears.

Tang En suddenly rushed forward quickly, sweeping a few feet wide, then swung his arms backward, and the blood-colored dagger that shook just hit the tip of the Qingming sword.

bite!

The long sword bending in a curved arc, Tang En took the opportunity to turn around suddenly, Borg...

It was Borg who was attacking with a sword behind him. Under the reflection of the green fighting spirit, his originally handsome face seemed a little sad, angry and ferocious. He pulled the sword back and stabbed Tang En's eyebrows quickly.

"Die for me!"

The two were very short apart, but Borg sacrificed himself to attack without even putting on the Dou Qi armor, which was obviously already giving his life.

Tang En opened his hands and kicked the ground, and his body quickly retreated.

"Borg, what are you doing?" To be honest, Tang En has not figured out the situation yet. He and Borg are considered old acquaintances, but they didn't expect that the other party suddenly drew their swords to face each other today.

The Qingmang Long Sword advanced very fiercely, but Tang En retreated also not slowly, and the two sides maintained a thrilling distance.

Seeing that it was right in front of Tang En, but he could not get closer, Borg yelled sadly: "What am I doing? You killed my uncle, what do you say I'm doing!"

"Your uncle...Bole?" Tang En finally reacted. He had really not many enemies in the Gray Clothing Army. The only time he took a ruthless move was Boole.

Bolai is Borg's uncle? No wonder, the last time he was in the Tactics Department, he was the first to rescue him!

"Don't run!" Borg is now disdainful to answer Tang En's question and concentrates on rushing forward with his sword. He now hates that he is not a high-level warrior. Otherwise, if a fighting spirit is released, he can definitely hit Tang En who is close to him.

"Borg. You..."

"Go to die for me!" Before Tang En finished speaking, Borg's eyes suddenly lit up and he roared. The light of the fighting spirit surged again, and his body pierced into the air without any defense.

It turned out that there was a passage wall behind Tang En, and he had no choice but to retreat.

At this time, Tang En suddenly paused. He naturally knew the situation behind him. The killer's professional habits had already allowed him to see the surrounding environment clearly at the first time. He shook his head. The blood-light dagger was lifted from his side as if it was slow and fast, and it accurately pointed it on the sword body.

Bang!

The domineering Black Meteorite Iron Mother, with extremely penetrating blood! The two are combined into one and directly shatter the sword body, turning into tiny metal iron pieces and throwing them away.

"Ah!!!" Seeing that it was about to stab, the sword was shattered. Borg became even more crazy. He actually let go of the hilt of the sword, and swung his fist on it!

Seeing that the other party had completely lost his mind, Tang En frowned, shook his hand and put away the dagger, then leaned his fingers into claws to accurately hold Borg's wrist, and carried it on his left shoulder.

Whoosh, the figure flew out from his head and hit the other side of the earth wall a few feet away.

Bang……

Borg's strength is just the initial level of intermediate warriors. He was not Tang En's opponent. Later, he lost his weapons, but he played hand-to-hand combat with Tang En, who was proficient in close combat, so he was naturally easily defeated.

"Borg, Don, stop!"

Borg's assassination to being thrown out was just a matter of a few breaths. Joshia had just reacted from surprise and hurriedly shouted anxiously and ran over.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Borg, printed on the wall, supported his body, his eyes were blood red, and he rushed up without hesitation.

Farke... Tangen curled his lips, reached out and grabbed the punch that was hit, twisted his waist, took a side step, swung his arms,

Boom! Borg was thrown away like a cannonball.

"Ah, you killed my uncle, you killed my uncle..." Amid the crazy cry of sorrow, Borg stood up and rushed towards this side again shakingly.

There was a lot of noise here, and gradually many people in gray-clothed clothes gathered. They didn't know what was going on here, and they all whispered.

"Hey, isn't that Borg? Who is the other person?"

"I don't know, looking at Mian Sheng...killing uncle? What's going on?"

"Uh, there is news that Chief Bolai committed suicide in the morning... If you say so, then this person should be the leader of the gray space, named Tang, Tang and other..."

"I'm getting confused when you said it. Isn't Gray Space our hero? How could he kill Borg's uncle?"

"This matter is quite complicated, I have heard people say it, it seems..."

...

Tang En glanced around and frowned slightly. He turned sideways, Borg punched the air, and his body leaned forward uncontrollably.

"Tang En, I'll kill you, I'll kill..."

"Tang, stop beating!"

Bang! It’s quiet!

Tang En put away his palm expressionlessly, and Borg fell down and lay on the ground motionless.

"Uh, Don, you..." Joshia opened her mouth and paused.

Tang En spread his hands: "It's okay, I'm just dizzy... so brave!"

With a sudden shout, Tang En's body rotated rapidly. In an instant, layers of blood were densely covered with blood. Then, several colorful fighting lights rose from the crowd.

"Murder for life, Tang En, you can't escape!"

"Dare to kill my second brother, you will die here today!"

"kill!"

As everyone was gaze in shock, several figures passed over from above and rushed towards Tang En on the field.

The incident happened suddenly and almost no one could react. Frey and the others came to their senses, but these fighting warriors took action together. They were too far away, and they were out of reach at this time and could not be stopped!

"storm!"

Tang En's eyes turned cold, his figure disappeared, and the dense bloodline began to rotate around the center. Hiss... It kept making sounds of a knife cutting the air.

Ding, Ding, Ding...

Bang, bang, bang...

In the small pit, the fighting spirit was everywhere, and the sword and sword energy shone on the spot.

Rumble... The passage closer began to collapse, and in an instant, mud and dust were falling, and a turbid world. The people around him were busy retreating, fearing that they would be affected.

But soon, these Dou Qi lights were covered up, and a blood-colored whirlwind began to occupy the place, circling and raging.

The long sword that attacked was quickly twisted in as soon as it touched it and shattered immediately. If you don't let go, your body will be swallowed.

"Get out!"

Amid the roar, several figures spitted blood and rolled out of the dust in a mess.

If someone is careful, he will see that these are the lowest-strength ones just now, and there are still several intermediate warriors fighting beside the whirlwind!

Tang En's current situation is not very good. The Storm skill is indeed powerful. It can be said that as long as you can control it, it will gradually grow with time... But now he is completely hastily opening, not to the point of shaking several intermediate warriors in one fell swoop. If he just delays this, the Storm may be about to disperse.

Tang En narrowed his eyes slightly. Since this is the case, don’t blame me for being ruthless!

He spread his hands and raised his head and whistled angrily: "Breathe! Breathe! Breathe!"

The red whirlwind suddenly stagnated and collapsed. Countless blood lines were thrown out like flying sickles, radiating to all areas around.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The onlookers felt that the red light was shining in front of them. It seemed as if they saw a sea of ​​corpses and blood. Then the uncontrollable blood-colored sword light squirted out, quickly sweeping over everything around them. The scattered fighting spirit and the mound of soil in the passage were crushed directly... And this was not the end. Everyone was frightened to find that the blood light was actually spreading to the outside.

"Not good!" Frey pulled back the dazed Joshia, then snatched a spear, and plucked up the green light fighting spirit and hit it into it.

Bang, thump... Frey retreated in a mess, and as soon as his spear entered, he was quickly twisted into broken wood.

"Retreat, retreat quickly!" He had no thunder gun in his hand now, so he had to call everyone to retreat quickly. At this moment,

"Stop!" An order came from afar.

Then an invisible pressure fell instantly, and the blood light seemed to be covered with a layer of light gold gauze, stopping the pace of continuing to move forward.

Those blood-colored swords seemed unwilling to accept this, but they still attacked the golden gauze like evil spirits. They were eager to kill and blood...

However, although the layer of gold yarn was thin, it was firmly clamped down the blood light like a chain. No matter how hard the impact was, it still looked like it was unrest.

Finally, the subsequent blood light began to sparse, and the coverage area continued to shrink, gradually, gradually... until it completely disappeared.

...

The bitter cold wind blew, and the dust was quickly washed away.

The terrified people looked up and couldn't help but gasp. The earth walls separated by the field were no longer visible, only a large area of ​​flat depressions... Oh, not too flat, because almost every inch of the ground was deeply and shallowly depicted with spiral traces.

There were a few bloody figures all over the side of the field. From the occasional twitching movements, it can be seen that they were not dead, but... well, this kind of good meat on every piece of body may be better if it dies.

The two people in the middle were the least injured, one standing and the other lying down.

Standing was Tang En. Although he was shaking and ragged, he was so embarrassed, he still insisted on falling. The unconscious Borg was lying down, and the center of the storm was also the weakest place, so he was lucky to escape the disaster under Tang En's feet.

"What are you doing? Is it fun to fight in the internal strife? Do you still take me as the leader and the gray-clothed army to heart?" Luosha, who walked from afar, looked at the scene in a mess and looked angry, "Joshia, tell me what's going on!"

"Uh, Aunt Luosha..."

Puff... Tang En spit out the blood in his throat, then breathed a long sigh, and finally suppressed the blood tumbling in his chest.

This kind of brute force explosion will naturally have sequelae if this storm does not wait for the formation of a storm. Well, the consequences are better than being broken by someone.

The last time Tang En was beaten to death was when he broke through the grassland. At that time, he was covered in pain and was in a coma for two days. Now it is better, only internal injuries and no external injuries.

Tang En, who had recovered slightly, directly turned his eyes to the ancient man holding the sword behind Luosha. The other party's face was as plain as water, and he stood quietly aside, still as if he had no presence as if he had first met.

But Tang En knew in his heart that what was hidden under the calm water was turbulent!

The golden gauze that locked the blood light just now was emitted by him, so far away, so domineering and powerful... What level does this person's strength reach?

"Borg takes revenge... Bolai is dead?" After hearing Joshia's statement, Luosha's face looked very surprised and ugly. Then he looked at the scenes around him and waved, "Carry up the place and send Boge and the others back for treatment. Well, let Minister Bosco come to my house later."

Taking a deep breath, Luosha continued, "Tang En, how are you... okay? Then come with me!"
Chapter completed!