"So, you are deliberately waiting for us. So - you betrayed Bran, betrayed the empire that gave birth to you and raised you?"

It should be said that the atmosphere of meeting between Tang En and Woody was pretty good, especially when Tang En sold off his moral integrity without any limit. When Woody couldn't help but laugh, the atmosphere of the conversation was very harmonious. However, after Haita suddenly asked coldly, the atmosphere disappeared instantly.

Of course, such verbal attacks are naturally ineffective against Tang En. Not to mention anything else, just talking about his identity from the present world, he has no sense of belonging to the Bran Empire.

He spread his hands with a smile, disagreed and said, "Correction, I'm not from the Bran Empire."

"Are people from the gray-clothed army?" Haita narrowed his eyes and took a step forward, with an angry face, "It seems that you are really colluding with the Northern Wilderness tribe, rebel, country, surrender, enemy?"

"Treasoning the country and surrendering to the enemy... Haha..." Tang En couldn't help but shook his head and laughed, "Don't you think it's ridiculous? If I remember correctly, or you didn't selectively forget, just last year, the gray-clothed army also fought a hundred thousand mountains, but when it was about to attack Bran Town, it restrained and endured and chose to negotiate with your empire. What's the result?"

He curled his lips and sneered, looking at Haita who was silent and silent, "Where was the empire that gave birth to you and raised you at that time? Oh, stabbing the knife in the back?"

After a pause, Haita subconsciously avoided Tang En's sight: "But you are Bran after all, and you shouldn't collude with the barbarians..."

"Barring!" Tang En even disdained, "First of all, this is cooperation. Just like last year's cooperation with you. Secondly, according to your words, should you die with the Gray Clothes Army? Resistance must also bring a fig leaf called Bran..."

"...If you collude with foreign tribes, you will die!" Among the three disciples of the Sword God, Haita is the most dull. In this way, he naturally has no suspense in his defeat when he argues with Tang En. However, it is precisely because of this personality that Haita's heart is the most resolute and will not be shaken at all.

A little stunned, Tang En slid his hands and smiled, "Ha, that's what it should be. You guys are just coming with bad intentions. I'm just blocking you here. What kind of debate are all warriors, so of course whoever has a big fist makes sense!"

"So..." Wensling, who was silent on the side, slowly unbuttoned the spear cloth cover and squinted at Tang En, "Do you think your fists are bigger than us? Do you think that one person can block all of us?"

"You have to try it before you know." Tang En shrugged easily, paused, and waved his hand, "At least, there is no problem blocking your defeated opponent."

"Arrogant!"

Not everyone knows Tang En, but in fact, except for the three of Wuding, the seven or eight royal worshippers who came with him had never seen Tang En, and the Brann strongman in his impression was not such a person. They saw Wuding and Tang En laughing at the junior, but they were not able to react for a while. Until Haita attacked, Tang En commented on Wen Silin with disdain, and then he knew the position of the enemy and scolded him without hesitation.

However, what they did not notice was that whether it was Haita or the disciple with the most talented talents under the Sword God, they were silent when they heard this and could not argue - this is the fact that Winslin was indeed a defeated player under Tang En, and he lost twice in a row. If it weren't for the Sword God master, his life would have been lost long ago.

"I have such confidence to stop us..." At this time, Wu Ding, who had been silent since Haita spoke, suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the sky, and said, "Is it because of the friend above?"

Tang En was not surprised. He could not sense it from a distance, but at such a close distance and suspicion, it was impossible for a master of the same level to successfully attack the other party. He shook his head and smiled: "That was prepared for Mr. Wu. I just have the confidence to stop others except yours."

"Boy is looking for death!" Tang En's words seemed modest, but the actual situation was that in addition to Wu Laowei, there were nearly ten empty-level strong men in the field. Such a luxurious and terrifying lineup seemed to be just a pick of the rest in Tang En's mouth. By the way, this was so crazy that everyone had no friends.

However, before the roar fell, Wu Ding smiled and shook his head, pinched his raised palm into a sword finger, and slashed lightly in the void, "Come out--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

But the next moment, the Domineering Sword Shadow swept across the designated area, but it was calm and there was no movement.

Wu Ding frowned when he saw this, but Tang En smiled and shook his head disapprovingly. What a joke, Bamutu is also the most powerful person in the Northern Wilderness and a peerless master of the same level as Wu Ding. Now Wu Ding hasn't even made a sword, so how could he force Bamutu out so easily?

However, in this case, it is undoubtedly meaningless to continue hiding.

"Haha——" A heroic laugh suddenly echoed in the sky, the already extremely bleak gray-white clouds, and the hurricane was swept wildly, as if it was dragged into the dyeing tank in an instant, as dark as ink. "Since the old friend sincerely invites me, then meet me-roar--"

Before he finished speaking, all the beasts roared in his ears, and the dark clouds were like lions, tigers, snakes, and dragons. All the images appeared, and they were spectacular. In just a short moment, the huge black clouds covered the sky with the momentum of destroying the city.

"The Wild Ten Thousand Beasts Art - it's you!" Wu Ding couldn't help but shout in a low voice. Feng Qingyundan's appearance disappeared in an instant. He pulled open the sea tower in front of him, flipped his right palm lightly, and the sheathed sword tied to the waist of the sea tower fell into his palm. The next moment, the dazzling sword light rose into the sky!

"One, one sword comes east!"

The royal family present worshipped this place with a very clear purpose, which was to replace Wu Ding. However, when there was a sudden change, Wu Ding did take action first. Once he took action, he would be a huge sword light, shining brightly in the world!

If you can cultivate to the empty level, you will naturally have no doubt about the eyes of the worshippers. In an instant, you will recognize this domineering sword posture, which is the starting move among the three swords of the sword god, which is famous on the continent. The sword comes from the east. The expression suddenly changes dramatically - it can make the sword god feel pressure, and the move is an unreserved killing move, the identity of the enemy...

As everyone here thought, above, the black clouds of thousands of beasts had collided with the dazzling sword light head-on!

Roar—roar—roar—

The rain collapses, and the wind and clouds retreat!

The heaven and earth lost their voices, and only the roars of thousands of beasts kept bombing in the ears of the people, just like a demon's sound, and no other sounds could be heard. The heaven and earth lost their colors, and only the dazzling golden light and the dark night separated the two poles, entangled and fought, filling their vision.

Directly below, Haita and others squatted down, and various Douyin roared around their bodies, but they were only three feet away from their bodies, as if they were strongly suppressed by an invisible force in the void and retracted, like a slight lingering leaves floating in the storm, struggling to support them.

Obviously, this level of battle is no longer something that so-called masters like them can interfere. Being able to protect themselves means success. In fact, they deserve to be unlucky. Bamutu’s goal is only Wu Ding, but they stood beside Wu Ding and were naturally covered in with them.

The only person in the field who can still be easily correct is Tang En, the bystander. Looking at the spectacular world in front of him, feeling the wild and explosive collision of power... After touching his nose, he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

"Ginger, it's still so old!"

As mentioned earlier, there is almost no concept of sneak attack among experts of the same level, but there is always a difference between taking action one after another. Wu Ding took action first just now, but he didn't expect that Bamutu was hidden above, so he just pressed a sword finger to say hello, and wanted to force the other party to show up first. But Bamutu was different. He waited here for nine days and knew who Wu Ding was and what kind of strength he had, so he took action was a merciless killer move - Wu Ding called the Beast-playing Art of the Beast in the Wilderness in his words!

One is intentional, the other is unintentional. One is ready to attack and the other is hasty defense.

This subtle difference in the successive attacks was reflected in the battle of this level in front of us, that is, Woodin suffered a small loss.

Sure enough, wow——with the Imperial transport ship as the center, the surrounding river waters were like sheep suddenly hit by hungry wolves, screaming and fleeing in all directions, scattering and scattering... No! It was the hull that was descending, or to be more precise, the Imperial transport ship was sinking with a surrounding water, as if it was pressed into the deeper cold river water by an inch by a giant spirit, raising the level and discharging the surrounding river water.

At this time, "Open!" An old voice suddenly came out, and the sword light that was tangled with the black clouds of thousands of beasts above suddenly radiated golden light, splashing thousands of feet, sweeping away the gloom and darkness between the world!

Boom boom boom boom-

The river water is overturned and the waves are surging!

"I'll go!" While unable to help but narrow your eyes, he subconsciously turned his head to avoid the dazzling light. Tang En raised his foot and stomped at the bow of the boat. Wow, the boat retreated rapidly like an arrow from the pursuit and devoured thousands of acres of waves.

When I turned my head, the dazzling golden light, the black clouds of beasts and the imperial transport ship disappeared. Only Wu Ding and his group of people standing on the water, and the river under them were about dozens of feet wide, with a huge hemisphere sinking about tens of feet wide, and the river water flowed backwards...

"Ba, Mu, picture!"

"Haha..." Standing high with his head held high, Bamutu's hair was flying, and he laughed to the sky: "Long time no see, Wu Ding, do you still take my old friend's greeting?"
Chapter completed!