Void Transformation

"So much nonsense, just do it directly."

As the blue-clothed woman's contemptuous voice sounded, the young lama's figure was crumbling, and just as the lamas exclaimed, a strong wind suddenly blew from all directions. At the same time, Xiao Yue's soft cry immediately sounded:

"Sister Yu, be careful!"

The blue-clothed woman's eyes condensed when she heard the words, but then her behavior surprised everyone. Just because she didn't retreat at this moment, she moved forward, swiping her right hand from her waist, and a dagger was shockingly used, but she made a knife for the young lama who was about to fall to the ground.

At this time, the strong wind was blowing around the venue, and it was obvious that there was a master shot. And if you are an ordinary person, you will retreat in order to protect yourself, or use a defensive move to prepare to meet the enemy, but this woman's offensive defense will save the enemy, but most people can't make it.

But just as this woman made a scene that surprised everyone, there was a slap of a knife in the alien camp, and then in the eyes of everyone, two blurred figures flashed past their eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the blue-clothed woman who had gone to make up the knife appeared in the camp of the aliens, and her forward footsteps staggered for two steps because of losing her goal before she stood firm. Looking at where he was originally, he was already a middle-aged man wearing a cloth and holding a purple sword.

Just as the blue-clothed woman stood firm, she didn't say anything to thank her, but said: "Just take care of your business!"

This word fell into the ears of everyone walking alone under the moon, but they felt that this woman was too ignorant of good and evil. Hall Master Own Song used this form-changing method to exchange her for her, but it was equivalent to carrying an attack on her behalf. Such a tone.

However, just as the blue-clothed woman raised her crossbow and aimed it at the young lama who had fallen to the ground at the moment, two voices of a man and a woman sounded at the same time, but one whispered, the other voiced with a strong and powerful voice. :

"stop!"

At the same time as the voice came out, the pine and cypress in the field suddenly felt a palm attack, but he instantly sensed the power of the palm, but fortunately, the purpose of this person was to force himself back, not to lock himself with his breath. shape. Song Bai thought about it, and immediately dodged his body to avoid this palm, and then the treasured sword was horizontally in front of him, making a defensive and no offensive trend.

The blue-clothed woman who was about to shoot a deadly crossbow, felt her arm being hugged by something soft at this time, and when she lowered her head, she saw a familiar face. At this time, the best time to make up the knife has been lost, and the blue-clothed woman stubbornly said:

"You, you, you.. I.. He.. Alas!"

After half a breath, he finally sighed, as if he was very angry. And the person holding her arm was the deputy leader of Xiao Yue. Seeing that the blue-clothed woman was back to normal at this time, Xiao Yue just let go of the hands that hugged her, and resumed her former calmness again.

After Ye Lao and others glanced at the actions of the blue-clothed woman and Xiao Yue's deputy gang leader, they had some guesses about her identity, but then they turned their eyes on the venue. At this moment, a short, fat man with unusually fair skin flew in from outside the crowd like a big ball of meat.

When everyone looked at it again, the meat ball appeared unbiased by the young lama who fell on the ground. But the young lama's body was off the ground at this time, as if floating, and stopped in front of this big ball of flesh.

After half a breath, with a soft "poof", a steel needle with black blood shot out from the shoulder of the young lama and attacked the pine and cypress.

Xiaofeng and the know-it-all, who had been watching the show, noticed the strangeness on the court at the same time. Because when the steel needle came out of the body, everyone turned a blind eye, including the pines and cypresses, and did not move at all.

As Xiaofeng concentrates, the binoculars blessed by consciousness can naturally look at the steel needle very carefully, because the strong Internal Energy on the steel needle is far more straightforward than the steel needle itself. At the same time, Xiaofeng's heart moved, and a sound of consciousness and energy immediately resounded in Song Bai's mind.

"Head down!"

Without too much explanation or too much words, the sudden voice of Xiaofeng instantly penetrated into Song Bai's mind, but for a moment it seemed like a thought that came out of his own mind. In addition, Song Bai already knew Xiaofeng, and was not unfamiliar with this sound, and did not resist the slightest, because the moment he heard the sound, his body lowered his head subconsciously.

"Um?"

Just as Song Bai bowed his head, the blue-clothed woman and the big meat ball let out a suspicion at the same time. And as the young lama's body slowly fell back to the original place, everyone finally saw the appearance of this big meat ball. But he is a middle-aged man with short stature, white skin that is different from ordinary people, short and thick limbs.

If an ordinary person has his ratio, I am afraid that walking upright would be a problem, and the act of flying into the crowd just now would be mistaken for someone who was kicked in as a ball.

However, not only was this person calm and steady when he was standing, his whole body was condensed and not scattered, and the gleam of light in his eyes didn't seem like a person who was stunned by his weight.

"Junior, good eyesight, very good."

At this moment, the big meat ball spoke again, but one sentence was directed at the pine and cypress. It's just that no matter how his words carry the aura of the superiors, they can match his sharp voice and fleshy appearance, but they still can't give people a sense of oppression.

"Uh... I don't know... senior is..."

Song Bai hesitated between the openings, but it wasn't because of his weakness that he photographed the other party, but because of the awe-inspiring moments between the openings, he forcibly suppressed the smile. No wonder he was like this, it was because the man in front of him was so interesting that he was by no means comparable to that of ordinary Fatty.

"You are not qualified enough..."

Just as the first three words of this sentence were uttered from Da Rouqiu's mouth, dozens of lamas behind him clasped their hands together, and it was a salute to him. Then shouted loudly: "Meet King Fudo Ming!"

After Wang Fudong heard this, the fat on his face couldn't help shaking twice, and finally he swallowed back what he hadn't finished. But his mood seemed to be a little different suddenly, thinking to himself how he would take these idiots on the road.

Song Bai naturally understood the other's thoughts, because in his own gang, there was a strange flower like Liu Huo Tang. Seeing this at this moment, he almost laughed again, and after half a breath, a cupped fist became official:

"It turned out to be King Fudo Ming, who admired his name for a long time, like Lei Guaner. But I don't know what happened to King Ming's frame of Central Plains?"

When King Ming heard the words, a smile appeared on his face, but it was more pleasing to match his appearance. But his temperament can be regarded as first-class, because the young lama who was almost killed by a knife was his only son. As for why such a daddy can give birth to such a son, it is a question worth studying.

Perhaps Fudo Mingwang had noticed something, or he was really so generous. In short, the attitude he showed was not at all like the attitude of a father who was nearly seriously injured by a biological son. And this, the alien side, naturally no one knows, at most they think that the young man is his disciple.

"Hmph, if you want to know what this king is planning, you still need to show some chips. If you don't have enough chips..."

As the Lord's words sounded, everyone heard the words, but they felt that they were a bit familiar, and some people carefully looked at the young lama and the immovable king who were standing aside at this moment, and finally shook their heads and said, "Impossible". .

And just as Fudo Mingwang's words reached this point, a very dissonant voice suddenly sounded again, as if one of the pleasures of the voice owner was to interrupt the opening remarks of these Rivers and Lakes masters. While this person spoke, he didn't care about the possible consequences of this sentence, and then the other person said:

"If the strength is not enough, just like that kid, he will be beaten on the spot, right?"

Although everyone's reason told them that they shouldn't laugh at this time, there was another voice in their hearts telling themselves that a smile could hurt the morale of the other party, so under the cancellation of the two voices, people followed their own mind. With one person taking the lead, hundreds of people laughed out loud.

However, the disposition displayed by King Fudo Ming made Ye Lao, who had not spoken a moment ago, been wary. Because under the ridicule of these thousands of people, the other party was actually unheard of, speaking in a calm tone, as if to narrate a matter of no concern:

"Although you just defeated my son, it was because he was not good at learning art and underestimated the enemy's carelessness. What's more, he didn't operate the Secret Technique. Our opponents on this trip will not be like this. Therefore, if you want to To cooperate, you must show..."

"Get out of your door!"

With a foul language that a few people can understand again, Fudo Mingwang's sharp voice was interrupted again. And then everyone only listened to a buzzing sound in their ears, but they didn't see any changes on the field while raising their eyes, and they couldn't help but be taken aback.

But at The next moment, everyone heard a crisp "ding-ding" in their ears, and then they saw the big meat ball, that is, in front of King Fudo Ming, thirteen pieces of deformed steel fell down. Needle."A bit capable!"

Except for the woman in blue, who could be the person who shot, and she didn't succeed after this shot, but a touch of joy appeared on her face, and she immediately praised the other party, and instantly attracted countless idiot eyes.

And Xiao Yue, who was standing next to her, pressed her forehead with her hand, as if she didn't want to admit that she knew her, but she didn't step away from her. Instead, she consciously approached her for two steps, and then pressed towards the long sword hung around her waist, not to warn these cast eyes, but to pay for the words of the woman in blue.

But something that people didn't expect, faced with such an attack and provocation, this big meatball fully showed what Fudo Mingwang is. Just smiled contemptuously, and then spoke in a sharp voice again:

"Your San Gong needle technique is wrong, your grade is too low, it hurts..."

"Swish swish!"

At this point, three Hidden Weapons came out between the woman in blue raising her hand, and this time Hidden Weapons has a bit of ingenuity. Although it is one point of three weapons, only the last steel needle is the San Gong needle. As for the first two types of Hidden Weapons, one is the body breaking dart and the other is the air breaking cone.

"Ding.."

There was another soft sound, and three Hidden Weapons fell to the ground at the same time, and King Ming was still not angry, but this time he strode towards everyone. And every two steps, he waved his hand forward, followed by a sound of Hidden Weapons landing.

And when he was only ten steps away from everyone, he finally finished a complete sentence:

"Although martial arts is good, it's a pity that the technique is too bad and the material is too bad. Your skills are not enough, not enough, not enough."

While King Ming was standing standing, the blue-clothed woman's chest was up and down at this time, her mouth was already out of breath, and it was obvious that she had only been constantly shooting, which had disturbed her internal breath. Tomorrow, she will take advantage of these Rivers and Lakes people's opening remarks, and countless masters have been seriously injured, but now she has exhausted her moves, but she does not pose a threat to the opponent.

On weekdays, after those people catch their own tricks, they show their slack when they are proud. For Fatty in front of them, it does not seem to exist at all. To stress.

"Okay, enough jokes. I'll give you a chance to prove that the king stands motionless here, and the eight of you can make moves together. After the three moves, as long as you can hurt the king a little bit, or force the king back a bit, That means that you have the qualifications to listen to this king's picture."

But at this point, the aura around the big meat ball changed abruptly, and a chill came out. It's just that the smile on his face is still the same, and the voice is still sharp, but no one has a smile in his heart.

"But if you can't take it, then you have to pay the price for what you just did!"

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