Ultimate Assassin System

After a lively morning, Songhai City finally calmed down as the crowds of people in the Nancheng Square disappeared.

Of course, only relatively speaking. When the panic-stricken people ran to the safety zone, they couldn't help spreading their knowledge and discussing and guessing loudly. Some of them lost their children unfortunately in the chaos, inquiring about like crazy ... In addition, some temple knights wearing silver and white armor were searching around the city, as if they were catching something ...

At this point, the gate of Nancheng. A group of dozens of people hurriedly carrying various blades, gazing at the almost unguarded city gate not far away, gasping heavily and stopping. If passers-by here had been to the previous trial scene, they would recognize this group of people as the strong men who had just robbed the execution ground.

"Sir, the gate is not closed, you can rush out."

"Okay. Take a five-minute break, let the brothers breathe a sigh of relief, and then rush forward in a rush." ​​Perennial ease and calm, without the sword, almost made the southern defense of Bran's city virtually useless. However, this also happened to be cheaper than Owens and others who just retreated from the Nancheng Square.

"Good luck, but fortunately the other party didn't take precautions before, huh ... But, Owens, is Xia Wei'an really okay?" An old man wearing a plain robe and dressed as a magician asked gasping a little bit worriedly.

"Rest assured, nothing will happen." After all, it was a warrior, Owens answered without any physical problems. Then he turned his head to look at the southern sky, thinking about the "miracles" that appeared there before, whispering to himself with a chuckle, "It's still the trick ... haha, I saw that the relationship between you is abnormal. Since he's all shot You shouldn't be in danger anymore ... "

"what?"

"Oh, nothing ... Well, get ready. Next, we will face constant hunting and siege. We must rush back to the north as soon as possible ... There, we are the safest places for the blasphemers." Dayton, Owens shook his head. The tone was a little self-deprecating.

The forces of the Light Temple are intertwined, looming over the entire Bran Empire. However, if it can really affect the scope of influence, it also belongs to Bran South. After all, this is the seat of the Temple Association. Owens used to be proud of this situation, but now they have become a deadly noose around their necks ... I have to say that this is a great irony!

The voice fell to the ground and the atmosphere was slightly dull. Except for Owens, the Divine Knight. The rest are almost all Puritans, ascetic monks and other characters. Their faith in the gods is deeply rooted in the bone marrow, and their loyalty to the temple is brave. But I never thought, but now they have become heretics such as ‘God blasphemer’ and ‘roots of temple unrest’.

Speak out. Owens knew that it was out of place. He coughed, and waved his hand away from the topic: "Let's go out of the city ... eh?" After a pause, his expression changed, and he looked up into the air subconsciously.

Alas, dozens of feet above the gray sky. A blurry figure quickly passed, and instantly passed the tall city wall, disappeared. The speed is very fast, but it seems a little embarrassing.

"Air, air-level warrior?"

Looking down, looking at the leaching blood dripping on the street not far away, Owens raised his mouth and seemed to understand something: "Oh, but it is a defeated mourning dog ... let's go. Xia Wei'an is fine, we Withdraw first. "

...

In Nancheng District, hunting continues.

Of course, Hedong for 30 years, Hexi for 30 years. Unlike previous killings, this time the chased objects have been rotated. Fei Lao's departure undoubtedly annihilated Winsling's thoughts. Now he doesn't say that to kill Tang En, whether he can escape this slum is a question.

However, although Fei Lao was gone, Winsling would not fight alone. Definitely. After all, it is the most promising direct son of the aristocratic family. Even in most cases, Winsling's strength does not require protection from others, but there will be no shortage of people to protect him wherever he goes. For example, the prefecture-level master who died in the hands of Tang En ...

In a remote street, several guards just turned out from the corner, and a figure rolled hurriedly from the front, leaving only a whispering back and rushing orders from the distance, "Stop him, stop him ... go back I have a reward later! "

"Uh ... sister, sir?" A few moments later, several guards recognized the identity of the wolverine running away, turned their heads subconsciously, looked at the empty street in front of them, scratching their heads, "Who's to stop?"

As soon as the voice fell, a ghostly figure formed a wonderful arc at the end of the street. Drifting generally brought water on the ground, and the speed was not reduced. Behind him, several comparatively slow figures chased after him, "Stop him ... hurry up, brother in front, stop him ..."

No doubt about it now. The sounds of several guards spread quickly, blocking the streets, and stalking their distant companions, pinching the ghostly figure.

Those who can become the guards of big noble families are naturally not ordinary roles, at least in the guarding industry, they are considered outstanding. Of course, such a leader is meaningless to those in the realm of strength such as Tang En. Just like the fighting chicken in the rooster, it will never make sense in the eyes of the eagle.

The two sides are not on the same level at all ...

Of course, Winsling also understands that he does not expect these guards to eradicate Tang En, which is too impractical. Before, he had these guards scattered in the slums, just for the purpose of acting as an eye. As for now, his expectations are lower, just hoping that these guards can delay Tang En for a moment. Or to be more precise, it takes a few seconds for Tang En to kill these guards ... so, content!

However, Winsling was destined to be disappointed. Tang En didn't kill anyone, and he didn't waste even time. He just flashed in shape when the two sides were about to make contact, easily appeared outside the encirclement, and moved on ...

Again, the two sides are not on the same level, so many thoughts can only be considered more.

"Oh, the game is over, my little master." Looking at Winsling's wolverine figure, facing his horrified look of horror, Tang En smiled calmly, and made a wiping gesture with his hand, and quickly pulled closer to ten feet. Within range.

"what--"

A very interesting general phenomenon. When chasing, the person who is about to be caught always likes to stop and change direction, and then runs in another direction. It seems that because of this turn, I feel like I can get rid of the chaser.

Right now Owens is the same. Obviously, Tang En is still ten feet away from him, but he seems to be caught by Tang En, and he suddenly turns abruptly, bangs, and fits into the house next to the street.

Shaking his head, Tang En made a mistake and followed closely. The feeling is just an illusion. The speed is not comparable. Can a turn make up the gap? This is too naive.

However, Winsling obviously did not think so, bang, bang, bang ... like a python that accidentally broke into a narrow ditch, ramming all the way, attracting dust, it seems that it is necessary to cross another block.

Tang En frowned when he saw this. It wasn't that Winslin's move really had any effect, but that the dust was too large to cover each other's shadows and was a little troublesome. However, this is easy to solve. I jumped up to a high courtyard wall and squinted to observe it. Then, like a Batman, Tang En stepped on the eaves, balcony, wall, etc., straight forward, and soon detoured. The wall was demolished in front of the addicted Winsling.

Immediately, I roughly judged and lowered my figure in an abandoned courtyard.

"Get off, boy, this is my place!" As soon as it fell, a unkempt man suddenly lifted a stick and rushed out of the corner fiercely, threatening.

Without paying attention to the tramp, Tang En walked under the courtyard wall, shaking his fingers and waiting for something.

"Do you want to be interrupted by the dog leg ..." The tramp suddenly became furious when he saw this, holding up the stick and striding close. At that moment, the intruder who listened on the other side of his mouth raised the corner of his mouth, snapped his fingers, and kicked out. boom……

"Ah-" The gravel was splashing, mixed with an exclaiming misery, the center wall of the courtyard burst open, the dust was flying. Then came a series of crashing sounds, and I don't know if this foot penetrated a few walls.

"Uh ..." Bang, the stick fell to the ground. The tramp stood still, watching the intruder easily withdraw his legs and feet from the wall and the big cave, grunted, and swallowed hard.

Hum, a bright gold coin dazzled at the foot of Dahan in a charming arc, spinning rapidly. "Sorry, it broke your courtyard. This is the maintenance fee."

Stepping into the wall hole, without paying attention to the exclamation from behind, Tang En once again raised his foot across the alleyway hole and continued to move forward. A series of caves were crossed in succession, and the line of sight passed through the last wall hole. What appeared in front of me was a fairly spacious street.

Well, Winsling's rampage before, really hit another block ...

Below the last hole in the wall, there was no figure of Winsling, it seemed that he had risen and ran away. But it doesn't matter. In such a short period of time, he can't run as far away as a teleportation.

But at this moment, awkwardly,

Hiss ... There was a sudden scream of horses outside the wall hole ~ www.readwn.com ~ The trivial horseshoe stopped suddenly. Immediately after, "Who are you?" "He's going to grab a horse!" "Be careful! Protect the lady ... hand, kill him!"

A series of warnings yelled, and with the muffled sound of the human body falling to the ground, there was an instant mess.

Tang En heard his frown slightly, crossed the last hole in the wall and set foot on the street floor. Turn around,

Laughing arrogantly, "Haha ... God will not die for me! God will not die for me ... chase, if you have the ability, continue to chase, see who this is! Haha ..."

Looking at the woman who was held in the hands by Winsling, who was hysterically excited ... Annica? With the same look, Tang En shook his head and sighed: "Oh, my little master, you really make me angry."

………… (To be continued.