Chapter 122 It only took one punch
Recently, the imperial capital has not been peaceful.
The artifact was lost, the undead coveted, the river crab beast attacked, and then the forbidden spell vision......
And just after the end of the forbidden vision, it was just over two hours.
The heavens are on fire, and the earth is in the abyss.
There were two situations at the same time overnight, just like the two generals of Wolong and Phoenix appeared at the same time in one sentence!
The anomaly here quickly attracted other patrol mages.
But Ye Mingyu's strategy has also been realized!
Flying through the flying black soot, he came to Van Ma's bald body.
Inferior invisibility activated.
Grab his vocabulary book.
This time, Fan Ma's bald head was really cooperative.
"Who's there?" His brow furrowed.
Ye Mingyu didn't reply, continued to act provocatively, and punched the opponent's nose.
Anyone who has been hit in the nose knows that this part is even more fragile than expected.
Even if it is strengthened by the spells of the Alchemy School, it is still a weakness.
In fact, as an outstanding young man who studied three schools of thought and opened various plug-ins at the same time, Ye Mingyu had many ways to entangle with Fan Ma's bald head.
The reason for choosing melee.
It's just for Halo-chan to observe carefully.
Observe Van Ma's bald fighting style so that you can develop the right battle strategy.
I had heard of the strength of the Fan Ma family for a long time, but Ye Mingyu did not retract it.
The tonsil emblem emerges.
Lymphocytes surged wildly, and countless energies gathered in the body, and with the fist slammed out.
In a flash!
In Ye Mingyu's mind, he calculated all the possible actions of the other party.
Pumping his legs sideways, blocking a set of Pegasus meteor punches after the attack?
Or retreat back and go crazy while you're exhausted?
As if the electronic system was running wildly, various reactions were speculated.
The trajectory of the fists and feet, or the movement of other parts of the body, and even some external factors are also taken into account.
Absolutely!
However, Fan Ma's bald head was cold, and he actually made a move beyond common sense.
He, still standing in place, did not make any movement!
At this moment, Ye Mingyu realized his huge omission.
He forgot to consider a possibility
Fan Ma's bald head will use his body to defend against this move!
Although this punch is already Ye Mingyu's full strength.
But he himself was not very good at the Body Refining School.
Usually at home for a long time, can sit and never stand, can lie down and never sit, even do not want to climb the stairs, breakfast is Lu Xiaoxi to buy.
In the face of this kind of blow to the abandoned house, Fan Ma is bald and has the ability to withstand it!
A thought popped out of Ye Mingyu's mind:
This... Is it going to roll over?
Unfortunately, the full force of the blow is not so easy to retract, and the spell model of the tonsil emblem lights up. Recommended reading: sm. s..
Cell division!
Countless lymphocytes began to regenerate, and then immediately shattered, and the magic of the spiritual sea in the cells was squeezed out.
The space was almost torn apart.
At such a close distance, with such a high density of energy, anyone would be frightened.
But Fan Ma's bald head is strong, and his face still does not change.
It's like......
It's like there's no reaction!
But how is that possible?
This attack speed should be normal.
When Ye Mingyu fought with the Supreme God back then, he used this rate!
How could anyone fail to react......
rumble
Fan Ma flew out bald-headed.
After breaking two telephone poles and rolling four or five times, he knocked down a mud wall, and smashed a pit about 16 meters deep in the ground with his remaining strength.
He fell in the middle of the pit.
Fell into a coma and fell unconscious.
I am most afraid of the sudden silence of the air.
"You... Is it such a dish? ”
As it turned out, it wasn't Fan Ma's fault that he was bald.
It's just that Ye Mingyu doesn't have a B number in his heart.
The alchemy school spell he had just launched burned thousands of cells in his body.
If the cells are normal, they are naturally garbage.
But Ye Mingyu has never been normal, when the magic of thousands of spiritual seas is condensed.
After hitting out.
Fan Ma was bald and strong, but he was only unconscious.
Compared with the recognized bigwigs of many body refining schools, this is already I don't know how many grades stronger.
In the distance, the footsteps of a patrolling mage could be heard, and the lights from the magic guide car surrounded it.
Ye Mingyu realized that it was time for him to slip away.
Half an hour later, the impact of the terrorist attack continued to spread, and more patrol mages were pulled out to work overtime.
can look around, but can only see the unconscious Fan Ma bald head.
Van Ma's bald head is surrounded by ruins.
On the ruins of the ruins are black marks of flames, and you can smell a faint smell of paste when you walk past.
Detected remnants of mana fluctuations around you.
The healing mage exclaimed:
"It's unbelievable that this man is still alive!"
"Is there a way to wake him up?" The patrol chief asked.
"Of course, there is a way, I'll try it."
The healing mage took out a small bottle of potion and splashed it directly on Fan Ma's bald face.
"What is this?"
"Oh, this, strong X medicine, increase mental activity," the healing mage smiled with an old bustard: "Don't worry, I've been doing this for many years, and nothing will happen." ”
The patrol mage looked at Fan Ma bald-headed.
I saw that his face was flushed, his chest rose and fell, and after a few seconds, his eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes were red.
Dying sick sit up in shock!
Listening to the violent snoring, even the male patrol mage took a few steps back, for fear that he would lose his mind and rush up and do something unspeakable.
"Don't worry, we've been doing this for many years, isn't it still good." Healing mages are confident.
But no one came forward.
After all, God knows which line he said by "this line"?
After a long time.
Fan Ma calmed down with a bald head, and was a little distracted.
The patrol mage wanted to come forward to ask questions, but as soon as he approached, he heard him muttering to himself:
"I realized, it must have been taught to me by the night seniors!"
Deep Meditation!
Fan Ma's bald head is strong and breaks through directly!
On the steps of the closed shop, the night seniors who had just done good deeds sat cross-legged, lonely as snow:
"Halo-chan, do you understand?"
"Understood."
"Tell me."
"One punch to death."
“......”
Ye Mingyu's demonstration was a complete failure.
But you can't give up.
Everything can still be saved, because compared to Fan Ma's bald head, Halo Sauce is too weak, and he can be smashed on the head when he picks up a wallet!
"You listen to me, you must pay attention tomorrow, the speed of the move is slower, and there is also the area that the opponent is good at, you punch me first, with all your strength."
For this strange request, Halo-chan is confused.
But she still obediently hammered Ye Mingyu's chest.
It's soft.
Not to mention the mages of the Body Refining School.
Even traditional scholars, who were physically weak in ancient times, were still unable to break through the defenses.
"Should... I won't win," Ye Mingyu muttered, as if hypnotizing himself: "Definitely won't win." ”
Halo-chan doesn't speak either.
Holding his cheeks, he leaned against Ye Mingyu's side.
She actually didn't understand anything, she just thought that Ye Mingyu's mood was a little low, so she patted her chest again and comforted:
"Believe in Halo-chan!"
This scene fell in the eyes of those who have a heart.
In shadowy corners, the air was so suffocated that it was hard to breathe.
Satan was dressed in civilian clothes, and her sunglasses hid her expression, but she couldn't hide her heartbroken voice.
She clenched her fists and looked at Halo-chan in disbelief.
Satan has never seen such a perfect person.
In fact, Satan knows the saint and the maple leaf of Beiyao, but he never cares.
Because Satan knows very well that these people, neither in appearance nor in strength, can pose a threat to themselves.
They were just Ye Mingyu's temporary playthings.
When Ye Mingyu gets tired of playing, he will throw them away like rag dolls.
Sooner or later, those who belong to Satan will surely return to Satan.
But after seeing Halo-chan, she finally faltered and choked.
The servant handed him a piece of paper, motioned for Satan to wipe his nose, and comforted him:
"Your Excellency, don't. Don't cry. ”
"Woo wow, I didn't cry, I'm not sad at all, what Ye Mingyu likes in his heart must be me......"
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