School Flower Forced Marriage, My Writing Wheel Was Exposed

Hearing the silver-haired youth say this, Meng Hang was a little surprised. He didn't expect him to discover his own ability so quickly.

Meng Hang didn't say anything yet, but the two behind him were numb.

"I go, what pervert ability is this!"

"With this ability, isn't it Wudi!"

Little Fatty said in shock.

The monk Lushan also put his hands together in a pretentious manner.

"I didn't expect Shizhu Meng to be so secretive, what time is it, and he still likes to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger!"

A string of black lines appeared on Meng Hang's forehead listening in front.

"When did daddy pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger! It's just that he didn't have a chance to shoot."

He looked at the smug silver-haired youth in front of him, snorted coldly, and started Kamui again with some disbelief.

The space in front of the silver-haired youth distorted again, but this time he was much calmer.

When the jade horn on his forehead issued a warning, his body turned into an afterimage, easily dodging Kamui's blow.

Seeing this scene, Meng Hang stared curiously at the silver-haired youth's forehead and sighed inwardly.

"With the warning of this strange jade horn, the own Kamui attack is considered useless?"

The silver-haired youth seemed to have seen through Meng Hang's thoughts and couldn't help sneering.

"Humble human beings, this is a sign that can only be possessed by people with noble Jade Horn bloodline, how can you understand the power in it!"

"Today, I will show you the gap between the noble royal family and your humble bloodline!"

After all, Yujiao's radiance was brilliant, and his momentum also rose again and again, and the two behind Meng Hang's faces were flushed, and they couldn't breathe.

The silver-haired young man moved his feet, and his figure roared and rushed out, and the speed was several times faster than before.

Seeing him rushing towards him, Meng Hang also punched out subconsciously.

But he didn't expect the silver-haired youth with the jade horn bonus to be so fast, he came to him in the blink of an eye, and punched his own body with one punch.

The silver-haired youth's fist was so powerful that the energy generated by the fist wind could pass over the top of Shan He Ni Hao's head, and even the small hill behind them, directly blasted a ravine of nearly 100 meters.

The two of them shrank their necks and slowly turned their heads to look back.

When they saw the scene behind them, their faces turned pale and they gasped.

"Lying...Lying...Fucking! Good...good guy, fortunately we both have a big life, and if we're a little shorter, we'll all have to drink Granny Meng's Soup together."

Ni Hao patted Own's chest, and said to Leshan next to him in fear.

Leshan showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and said:

"The donor's words are wrong. The poor monk is really dead, and he also went to the west to visit the Tathagata Buddha."

Saying that, he didn't forget to touch the top of his head.

The next moment he screamed.

"It's over, daddy's hair is blown off!"

This call made Ni Hao, who was next to him, shuddered, and then he reacted and said angrily:

"Are you freaked out!"

"Where did you get your hair from a monk!"

"I see……"

With this lesson, the two of them no longer dared to stay behind Meng Hang, and ran out 100 meters away.

Meng Hang stared at the body penetrated by his arm, and was afraid for a while.

He didn't expect the speed of the other party to be so fast. Among the many enemies he encountered, he had only seen it in his life, so that he could not react.

Fortunately, his Kamui is a passive skill. When attacked, he will actively transfer part of his own body to the Kamui space.

At the same time, the fist he handed out had just hit the silver-haired youth's face and penetrated.

The two passed by like this and stood face to face again.

The silver-haired youth did not become angry because he missed the attack again, but his face became even brighter.

"Hahaha, kid, I finally know the weakness of your ability!"

"As long as you want to attack, or absorb and release other objects, your body must be solid, not Hollow!"

Seeing that own Kamui was completely seen through, Meng Hang shrugged indifferently.

"What can I do if I see through it, it's not like it can't hurt me."

The silver-haired youth was not annoyed, and said:

"Hmph, I don't believe that your abilities can be used unlimitedly!"

After all, the whole body was full of light, and the sky appeared a hundred meters in a radius of light rain, shrouded Meng Hang below, and slammed down.

Feeling the power of destroying the sky and destroying the earth, Ni Hao's forehead seeped with cold sweat. He didn't dare to neglect, so he turned into a dragon and dragged Yamato Shang, who was still in a daze, and ran desperately.

"Boom boom boom!"

The light rain fell, and the ground roared, giving Meng Hang no chance to breathe.

The silver-haired youth stood in the air, looking down at Meng Hang, which was penetrated by the rain of light, like a victor.

"An ant is an ant, even if it is heaven-defying, but in the face of absolute strength, it can only be a shrinking turtle and passively beaten."

Meng Hang raised his head and looked down at the silver-haired young man who was condescendingly looking down. He exuded a gloomy and cold aura, and said unhappily:

"The last person who dared to speak to me in this tone has already knelt down and apologized to me."

"Who gave you the courage to talk to me like that?"

When the silver-haired youth in the sky heard this, he laughed in anger and sneered:

"Death is imminent, yet your mouth is still so hard."

"I'll wait for your ability to fail in a while, and after I've beaten you into a sieve, I must cut your mouth off to see if it's still so hard!"

"Oh, let's see who's mouth will be cut off by the water in a while!"

Meng Hang said lightly, and then clapped his hands.

Wood Style. Wooden Golem Jutsu!

The earth trembled violently, and a huge Buddha slowly rose from the ground.

Ni Hao, who had already run hundreds of meters away, looked at the giant Buddha, and the thousands of words in his heart were finally condensed into one sentence.

"Lie...lie...fuck! Where the hell did Meng Hang pop out of pervert!"

The monk Liaoshan on the side was as shocked as he was, or even worse. He knelt on the ground with a thud, clasped his hands together, and said reverently:

"Senior brother, I didn't expect to see the real Buddha in my lifetime."

Then he gritted his teeth and said in a low voice:

"What kind of golden body should I give back to the Buddha, just invite this big Buddha back to have a face!"

The big Buddha gently waved his right hand, and the light and rain all over the sky flew back and slammed into the silver-haired youth in the air.

The silver-haired youth's complexion changed greatly, and a ray of light emanated from the jade horn, forming an energy shield that enveloped him.

The light and rain of the sky slammed on it, making a deafening sound, but it never shattered the energy cover.

The situation changed too fast. One moment, the silver-haired youth looked down at Meng Hang, and the next second, Meng Hang looked down at him.

Watching the silver-haired young man eat his own fruit and be surrounded by his own attack, Meng Hang said lightly:

"Young man, I told you not to talk to me like that."

"The water here is too deep, you can't control it, and I have to do it like this!"