After the Strange Talk Prevails

Zhou Ming stretched his right hand behind his back and took off the big sword.

"throat!"

The tip of the big sword fell on the ground, smashing a small hole, but Zhou Ming turned his head and looked beyond the rooftop.

Below the villa is a brightly lit black market, to the west is a dark village, and to the west is a bright mine. Backed by tens of thousands of hectares of forest, large machines operate on the mine, where there are shovels and hammers. The percussive sound ceaselessly throughout the night.

The boundary between light and darkness has become so clear in this isolated place, and the managers and the enslaved are so orderly.

But in Zhou Ming's eyes, everything is not so simple on the surface.

In the monotonous black-and-white world, the black market is bright and pure white, and then past the dark villages, and then the mines. The sporadic red lights light up the dark villages, and the entire mine is stained by countless scarlet lights. It's a dazzling red...It's a seductive color, beautiful and desperate.

He couldn't share the magnificence in his eyes with others, the intuitive expression of this emotion, only those who saw it with his own eyes could experience its shock.

Sure enough, it shouldn't be like this here, and their fear shouldn't be the paint of this painting...that's not correct!

Zhou Ming lowered his body slightly and assumed a fighting posture.

"Choose one." Zhou Ming said to Wang Siyan.

"The one on the right belongs to me." Wang Siyan said, pointing to Lou Zhixin.

Arranged for their opponents, the two rushed out almost at the same time. Lou Zhixin on the right raised his arms and put on a boxing posture to prepare for the fight, while Lou Wenzhi on the left still held the drawing board with one hand in his trouser pocket. Inside, a casual look.

Zhou Ming's speed was very fast, he had already raised his big sword in the process of running, but Wang Siyan's speed was even faster. When Zhou Ming was only halfway through, he had already met Lou Zhixin head-on, and Wang Siyan was at that time. The speed magic has not been used yet.

At this time, Zhou Ming always thinks of the moving speed of the protagonists in the movie or in the game, the movement of those characters is also ridiculously fast, does not exist in reality, but has a swift beauty that is higher than reality, just like in Devil May Cry The protagonist Virgil does.

Um? How did Virgil move?

Zhou Ming was still imagining that Lou Wenzhi had also entered the range of the sword swing.

The timing of the big sword slashing was just right. He entered the right distance when he was able to hit the opponent, and Lou Wenzhi had no evasive gesture at all. He raised the thin drawing board as if using that fragile drawing board. Can resist this heavy sword.

Zhou Ming frowned slightly, the sword's edge fell, and it touched the drawing board. The hand feeling from the tip of the big sword was a bit weird. The sword went down like a piece of steel, and the violent rebound shook his mouth. Only a few millimeters of small grooves appeared on the edge of the drawing board-that was the damage caused by the sword just now.

Is this a powerful curse? Or is this Lou Wenzhi's spell?

Lou Wenzhi clenched his other hand and blasted Zhou Ming’s ribs, which was blocked by Zhou Ming with an iron handguard, but a powerful force that could not resist directly knocked Zhou Ming away, as if it was not a human fist that hit him just now. , But a big truck!

This incredible power is comparable to the werewolves he fought in the masquerade before!

If it is purely physical strengthening, the extent of this strengthening is really outrageous.

The arms and waist were numb, and the intelligence of the first fight also flowed into Zhou Ming's brain.

After a brief thought, Zhou Ming determined that this was Lou Wenzhi's incantation, and that drawing board should be an ordinary drawing board.

Thinking carefully about the sword just now, when it landed on the drawing board, it didn't even move the position of the drawing board at all. It only knocked out a small gap on the edge of the drawing board. At that time, Lou Wenzhi was still holding the drawing board in one hand.

Although the opponent's strength was great, Zhou Ming didn't think he could completely offset the inertia of the big sword with one hand.

But what exactly is the opponent's spell? What's the connection between the two who can make the drawing board so hard and have such exaggerated strength?

Seeing Zhou Ming being fisted by one of Lou Wen, Wang Siyan turned his head and glanced worriedly.

"Hey! Fight against me and still want to see other places?" Lou Zhixin lied close and threw a fist at Wang Siyan.

Wang Siyan opened his eyes wide and looked at Lou Zhixin abruptly, his sharp eyes like a slashed knife.

The long knife in his hand swept at the extreme speed, the airflow was cut to produce a sharp howling sound, the blade suddenly dimmed, and soon re-lighted, as if even the moonlight could not keep up with the speed of its cutting.

Accompanied by the sharp noise that seemed to pierce the eardrum, and a series of sparks... Wang Siyan's weapon broke.

The opponent's army green camouflage uniform was cut open, revealing the body armor underneath, and the reinforced plastic baffle of the body armor was also cut, but the second layer of iron plate blocked the unstoppable knife just now.

The force and speed beyond the limit caused a huge load on the blade. In this case, it encountered the hard resistance of the steel plate. On the contrary, Wang Siyan's weapon reached its limit first.

"Damn it!" Wang Siyan stared angrily, a series of numbers flashed in his mind, that was the price of the knife.

"Do you think I'm stupid? Will I fight you without wearing anything?" Lou Zhixin sneered, not at all ashamed of wearing a bulletproof vest.

He seized this perfect opportunity, moved flexibly, and quickly pulled himself closer, then opened the bow with both hands, and beat Wang Siyan on the head at a very fast speed.

The speed, strength, and sense of distance in each of his punches are just right, perfect and impeccable, even the strongest boxing champion in the golden age is ashamed of it.

Among the conjurers, Lou Zhixin's talent is outstanding. A punch can easily kill an ordinary professional boxer, even if the punch is not in the vital part.

Among all the conjurers he has seen, none of the powers gained by natural growth are stronger than him!

The woman in front of him cannot be his opponent. Although she has great strength and uses weapons well, Lou Zhixin is sure that the opponent is definitely not a body-enhanced conjurer~www.wuxiaspot.com~ because of an enhanced conjurer It is an increase in one's own basic strength. The greater the basic strength, the stronger the final strength after the spell is activated.

But this woman's body has no traces of crazy exercise. She has no big muscles at all. She has a slender figure and a curve that can be called graceful and moving. This is an advantage that cannot be concealed for a woman, but for someone who needs close combat. As far as fighters are concerned, it is the Achilles' heel!

With three lightning jabs, she struck straight towards Wang Siyan's face. As she retreated, she twisted her upper body around her waist to barely escape.

Just as Lou Zhixin was about to take advantage of the victory and chase, and destroy the opponent's balance in one fell swoop to overturn Wang Siyan, an unexpected scene appeared.

"Snapped!"

The palm of the hand and the face of the fist collided with each other and made a light noise.

Lou Zhixin's full right uppercut was taken by Wang Siyan with one hand.

"How is it possible!" Lou Zhixin fell silent.

"You shit...too arrogant!" Wang Siyan stared at the other side fiercely, his expression cruel and arrogant.