Chapter 62 and Sixty-Nine PK
The atmosphere suddenly became rapid, and the breathing of the two became heavy. As soon as the word "bar" fell, the two of them charged like arrows from Xuan. The master's move pays attention to a preemptive strike, and obviously, these two people don't want to waste the opportunity to attack first.
In Wang Meng's pupils, he only felt a cross-shaped attack from the two daggers, even if he wanted to block, he could only do it once, and it was a white dream to block the cross attack that came at the same time.
In Wang Meng's heart, there have always been two kinds of people who must attack with their lives. The first is to provoke oneself for no reason, and the second is to provoke one's own brother for no reason.
Sixty-nine is undoubtedly the former, so Wang Meng played with his life.
I saw that his body leaned forward suddenly, and he didn't intend to block the attack, but pushed the tomahawk faster, and his target was the right peak of Sixty-Nine, which had already begun to see the scale, trembling slightly with the master's movements.
Of course, Sixty-Nine's attack can hit Wang Meng, but at the same time, Wang Meng's Maris Tomahawk can hit the right peak early, and I am afraid that Wang Meng will still have a chance to feel the strength of some peaks before being hit by the double dagger.
Regardless of whether you die or not, just obscenity-blasphemy is absolutely not allowed in a woman. So Wang Meng has 10,000 certainty. Sixty-nine would definitely withdraw his attack in order to dodge Wang Meng's axe.
After all, not every open woman can be the same as a street girl, touch it as you like, and then she will offer you 20 yuan.
Therefore, Wang Meng's move is at ease.
Sure enough, after sixty-nine sensed Wang Meng's attack, his face changed, and he slammed his toes a little, immediately withdrew the dagger, and slid back several meters away. At the same time, he glared at Wang Meng with an angry face: "Hmph, what were you doing just now?" β
Wang Meng was helpless, put the axe on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "I'm not PK with you, don't you see?" Of course, the slightly swaying smile on Wang Meng's face at this time didn't make people believe that he was concentrating on PK.
"Phew!"
Sixty-nine's eyes widened angrily, and he said: "I see where you are PK, you want to take the opportunity to eat my tofu, hum, say, why did your tomahawk face me just now...... Mine is coming here? β
Wang Meng squeezed the two cherry-like protrusions on his chest with his gaze, and at the same time spoke angrily: "Hey, it's a little interesting, I thought I would meet some powerful opponents this time, but I didn't expect to meet a little woman like you this time." You don't want to think about how many places there are in front of your body, cut your lower abdomen and say I'm a hooligan, and you are not happy to cut your chest......"
Wang Meng was stunned and glared at Sixty-Nine fiercely: "Then you don't want to think about it, you just have such a place, you can't cut it here, you can't cut it anywhere, so do you tell me to cut it?" β
Sixty-nine was stunned by Wang Meng's words, and when he thought about it, it seemed that this was really the case. So she immediately called herself back in her head, and at the same time laughed: "Yes, yes, brother, what you said is, I do have some unforgiveness, so let's continue to fight, and we can call it a day after the fight." β
At this point, Wang Mengke would no longer believe Sixty-Nine's words casually, and hurriedly shook his head: "No, no...... You're like this, I've decided not to fight with you, anyway, your level is high, whatever you go out and say as much as you want. β
Sixty-nine was stunned, and immediately stopped: "Khan, handsome guy, what do you think of me." I like the feeling of victory, but if I win without a fight, it's not a fight, and it's not interesting. β
Wang Meng was unmoved, and continued to carry his axe, and at the same time, looking up at the sky, he looked like a master of the world who had seen through the red dust.
"Damn, you kid is also extremely unreliable, whether you can fight or not!" Saying that, seeing that Wang Meng didn't react, Sixty-Nine gritted his teeth and continued: "Okay, you say, what do you have to do to continue PK with me?" β
After speaking, he raised his mouth and looked at Wang Meng with an aggrieved expression. Wang Meng was stunned for a moment, how do you feel that this sixty-nine has the feeling of a girl next door, it seems, it is a bit far away. Just like that, the kung fu of the gods, the devil is bad, Wang Meng nodded and agreed to sixty-nine.
However, when Wang Meng recovered, he recovered his demeanor after only a moment of distraction, and turned to the opposite side of Sixty-Nine, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, he couldn't suffer: "Okay, it's okay for me to continue to fight with you, but you can't say where you can't fight." Especially your twin peaks. β
After Wang Meng finished speaking, Sixty-Nine's face turned red, but fortunately, Wang Meng was not a real prodigal son, so Sixty-Nine still agreed to Wang Meng's statement.
The two of them were ready, and suddenly, there was only one last thing left in front of Wang Meng.
Get a head start.
This time, Wang Meng's speed was even faster, and he had already rushed out almost the moment he started to blurt out, and by the time Sixty-Nine reacted, it was already too late. The battle axe in his hand instantly sank into Sixty-Nine's body, and Sixty-Nine's reaction was definitely among the best among players, almost in a moment the body moved to the side, and Wang Meng's battle axe was just slashed on his left arm.
But Rao is so, sixty-nine is a lot of hurt-
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Due to the large difference in levels, although Wang Meng's strength has improved a lot recently, when he fights sixty-nine, the damage figure is still ugly.
Wang Meng's heart was wide, although he was a little depressed, but he thought that the other party was the tenth player on the level list, and it was normal for him to be able to suppress himself in terms of caste. Moreover, it is because he has not reached the nineteenth level for the time being, otherwise if he can pick up the Abyss Shell Light Sword, otherwise with the attack power of that golden long sword, who loses and who wins will be marked with a big question mark.
Sixty-nine's eyes widened, he didn't expect Wang Meng to attack him. Sixty-nine was annoyed and angry, and the dagger in his left hand swung fiercely at Wang Meng.
Wang Meng's body was just stabilizing at this time, who would have expected the other party's attack to be so fast, only to see him leap backwards suddenly, trying to get rid of Sixty-Nine's attack.
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A miss jumped out smoothly, but Wang Meng's brows wrinkled even more, his own tricks had been exerted to the extreme, and it was almost impossible to attack him again. The next moment, the orange-red dagger light between his right hand fell on Wang Meng.
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Nearly four hundred attacks were unleashed with one blow, and the attack power of the two was stronger or weaker. Wang Meng couldn't help frowning, according to this trend, even if he could fight back with sixty-nine, but because his attack power was too vegetable, he would only lose in the end.
Considering this reason, there is only one way in front of Wang Meng, and if you can't fight the enemy, you can only outwit it. I thought of my reaction to hitting Sixty-Nine in the chest with a tomahawk just now.
The corners of Wang Meng's mouth couldn't help but show a smug smile.
The rest of the time, for Sixty-Nine, was long and urgent. Because she has seen a person who is shameless to the extreme.
"Ah......h
There was another scream, and Sixty-Nine put his hands on his chest, his chest rose and fell slightly due to the vigorous exercise, and the chest that had not moved had long remembered a ripple.
Wang Meng's heart was secretly refreshed, although sixty-nine didn't look like a big scale, but he could still feel the warmth in the palm of his hand, and it still had a completely different feeling from the airport. Just now, when Sixty-Nine's attack was about to fall on him, Wang Meng had an idea and grabbed her chest with his hand. Then came this scream.
Wang Meng's hand was very heavy, which could be seen from the screams of sixty-nine.
"You ......" Sixty-nine finally calmed down his excitement, and opened his mouth to refute.
But at this moment, Wang Meng waved his hand lightly and said, "Don't forget, you promised me just now, you won't make any noise." β
"This ......" Sixty-nine gritted his teeth, there was no way, he could only eat this dumb loss.
There is no way, she has to work hard to succeed, and Sixty-Nine can only continue to PK, but this time, her speed is also significantly faster, probably because she is afraid that Wang Meng will poison again.
But what kind of person Wang Meng is, as long as he wants to do something, no one can stop him. After the two sides fought back and forth a few times, another scream came, but this time, the key defensive part of Sixty-Nine had been moved from the left chest to the right chest.
Wang Meng shrank his hand in disdain, and said helplessly: "This, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I got it in the wrong direction, I'll make persistent efforts next time." β
"Ah...... Handsome guy, you ......" Sixty-nine couldn't hold back anymore and roared angrily: "I said handsome guy, you look good, why do you touch people for no reason, are you very lacking in women's love?" β
"No, I'm a strategy." Wang Meng's words are categorical.
Sixty-nine was helpless and shook his head: "Okay, okay, I'll admit it today, handsome guy, you are really amazing." β
Although I know that Sixty-Nine is saying the opposite, I don't know why, but it still sounds useful. Wang Meng smiled, in a happy mood.
"Okay, I'll barely win, thank you for conceding." Wang Meng shook his head stiffly.
But he didn't expect this action to attract the attention of sixty-nine: "Hey, NPC, handsome guy, you are actually an NPC of the system, not a player?" β
Wang Meng smiled, anyway, the identity of his NPC is not a secret, and it is not impossible to say, so he nodded and smiled directly: "Yes, I am an NPC." β
"You're the one who has been making a fuss in the town lately, saying it's an NPC that can send out caste quests?" Sixty-nine asked again, and at the same time his eyes were already full of stars.
Wang Meng didn't expect that there would be his own fans when he chased here, so he nodded hurriedly: "Yes, it's me." β
"Damn, you thing!"