Step on...

Just when this scene was in a brief silence due to Tang En's provocation, the rugged rocks in the south finally arrived at the caravan masters who had dragged behind. Then, "Uh..." paused and stared at this side in a daze...

"Don't come over, go back!" Yaoyao waved his hand and Lansha ordered with a cold expression.

She knew very well that although Tang En had escaped from Yemo's hands before, this did not mean that these loyal guards could do it. In fact, if they came here, they would not only have to save some lives in vain, but also likely to disrupt Tang En's current aggressive strategy.

"Haha..." After glanced at Lansha, Yemo met Tang En's gaze again, narrowed his eyes, and suddenly chuckled a few times, meaning mockery. It was like laughing at an ant who was ignorant of life and death and dared to challenge the lion!

Then, his right arm swung out, and a howling silver light broke through the air and penetrated directly above Tang En's head.

This long-range attack under the frontal gaze naturally could not hurt Tang En. It was just a flash, and Tang En floated down the rock and moved more than a dozen steps away.

Boom... Under this silver light, the sudden mountain stone statue was made of flour and was directly bombarded into powder.

At this time, the black robe flipped, and Yemo slowly fell down with great deterrence. About fifty meters away from Tang En, his feet finally touched the ground.

He curled his lips, "Congratulations! Congratulations on getting what he wanted, and congratulations on your successful anger of me! Then..." He said coldly, and his body suddenly shot forward, and his right palm was covered with a shining silver thunder, "You can die!"

"Haha..." replied with a pleasant laugh, Tang En avoided the domineering silver light like a ghost, and a faint bloodline tilted towards Yemo's throat, and his tone was also mocking, "Who do you think you are?"

The blood-light dagger was slapped open halfway, but the next moment, it flashed to Yemo's left and stabbed directly into the heart. "In fact, you are not even an empty-level warrior, you are just able to fly."

Yemo frowned slightly. This was not because of these mocking words, but because he realized that the opponent's body seemed to be slippery after he reached the ground. In addition, after losing his left arm, the left side of his body became an inevitable flaw, and the attack was always slower. In this way, even if he had the ability to kill the opponent with every blow, it would be useless if he didn't hit it.

"Haha, I can understand, is it that the condescending sight that gives you a ridiculous mentality of treating sentient beings like ants? Drink..." In the phantom conglomerate's body movement, Tang En flashed to the left side of Yemo's body again, and the target of the dagger was still the heart, "Don't think about it anymore, you are not a god!"

The silver light flashed, shaking the dagger away directly, but the palm of his hand still did not hit the target. Ye Mo gradually accumulated anger between his eyebrows, and he suddenly found that the other party's voice was a little annoying, like a fly, buzzing around him constantly...

"At best, you are just a birdman!" The phantom suddenly stopped a foot away from Yemo. Taking advantage of this gap, Tang En's mouth slightly slightly showed undisguised sarcasm, and then the ghost dodged before Yemo's next attack came, "Oh, sorry, I forgot that you have broken your arm... Then, the birdman with broken wings? Haha..."

Amid the sarcasm, Yemo's chest was slightly undulating, and his eyes became even more gloomy...

Several caravan masters not far away opened their mouths when they saw this and were completely stunned. Of course, they knew that this crazy Bran had good strength and better body skills, but they never expected that he could fight Yemo head-on, and he could still be at a disadvantage! And, uh, just provoking an air-level warrior like this...

As they looked at each other, the faces of the people were extremely absurd. When did the world become so crazy... Of course, like Lansha, while amusing, he secretly thought about the reason why Tang En was so desperate and angered his opponent? This is certain. But with such strength, is there any other use in addition to being violently revenge?

If Tang En knew what Lansha was thinking now, he would be so angry that he would say the crow's mouth! Because at this moment, the fierce revenge that Lansha thought came...

"Roar..." With a roar, the field brightened again, and the silver-light Dou Qi, which was like a disc, also appeared again, instantly radiating to the entire audience.

Yemo was angry. Of course, anyone who was buzzing like a fly and was spitting his poisonous tongue would not be able to stand it. Yemo just now fell to the ground and originally planned to kill the other party to prove that he could kill the other party in seconds, whether in the sky or on the ground.

But after a fight, Ye Mo was shocked to find that his attack speed could not catch up with his opponent. In this way, it would naturally be not to mention killing people. In addition, Tang En's sharp complaint just now made Ye Mosuo change his attack method, and he also planned to use his power to suppress people once without any lower limit!

Yemo, who exploded with all his strength, was terrifying. The silver-light Dou Qi spread out instantly like mercury. Tang En had already discovered something was wrong, and was shocked and wanted to retreat. However, no matter how fast his body speed was, it would not be faster than the light.

About thirty meters away from Yemo, Tang En was caught up by the spreading silver light, and the ghostly figure was inevitably beaten. And this was what Yemo wanted to get out of his phone. His figure instantly shot and slapped it with a ferocious face!

This silver light is just a restrictive effect and does not have the special effects of everything within the static range, at least for people in Tang En's realm. So, Tang En barely avoided this first blow. But Ye Mo tried his best to suppress others with his power, so it was naturally impossible for him to let Tang En go so easily. Then, he slapped his second palm again!

Seeing this, Tang En knew that this attack could not be avoided by any means. He decisively threw away the dagger, roared, and suddenly burst out like a tide of blood. He put his hands together and sealed the top of the head.

boom……

The blood light shattered, and a visible space ripple instantly swept away. The loyal caravan masters not far away did not follow Lansha's advice and retreated in time, so they could not escape from the cover of silver light at first. Now they were shaken by the ripples, and their chests were as if they were hit by a galloping horse. When their throats were sweet, they opened their mouths and sprayed out large blood mist.

This is the case with a caravan master, not to mention Tang En, who is the person involved. At the beginning of the collision, his brain was like thousands of golden gongs ringing together, full of buzzing sounds. Then the pressure on his arms was pressed instantly, and the bones all over his body moaned, and the pain penetrated into the bones. For a moment, Tang En felt that his body was like the sudden rock before, crushed into powder by this palm!

"Ah..." A roar popped up between his teeth, Tang En raised his arms and protected the vital points above his head. His defense was not strongly smashed, but his feet were lighter, and his waist was completely trapped in the stone ground of the mountain.

This is the angrily blow of the air-level warrior, it is really terrifying! And this is just the beginning...

Little raised his palm, Yemo looked at Tang En, who was all the parts, and raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was a little surprised. But then he took a breath, and the silver light wrapped around his palm was flowing like water, as if it doubled out of thin air, and he took a photo again with an expressionless face.

"Ah... roar!" Zhenshan roared, Tang En's fist intertwined, and his left and right hands changed positions in an instant. He first recovered slightly, and then, as the blood light of his arms burst out again, he still sealed over the top and resisted directly!

boom……

Hesitate... With the sound of thunder-like collision, with the area where the two people fought as the center, the stone ground around instantly cracked countless fine lines, and then continued to spread to the outside world like a spider web... Finally, with a loud bang, half of Tang En's body sank instantly as the collapsed ground, completely disappeared from the ground, and fell into a large pit.

"Hiss..." The caravan masters who were just shot were in trouble, but after being knocked out seven or eight feet away, they were lucky enough to avoid the more fierce second impact. So when they had time to see the battle situation on the field, they couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and the cold air on their spine jumped up to their foreheads!

Before, although they were very awe of Yemo, they couldn't help but feel the idea of ​​"but that's it" after seeing him failing to hit Tang En repeatedly. But now, seeing Yemo's palm really hit, he directly hit the Bran madman underground like a blacksmith, and then he truly felt the horror of the air-level warrior!

In addition, they couldn't help but secretly admire Tang En, who had avoided several attacks before. This kind of competition in this realm is simply non-human! By the way, is that Bran madman still alive?

……………(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!