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The smiling black lord Haoyu took a step back in shock, and shouted in a lost voice: "Yoha, it's really your masterpiece, man!" ”

Meng Ke smiled, waved his hands, turned around suddenly, and said to the 'Stitcher' Sebu: "The Great Altar Master of the Demon Domain Black Mountain, the 'Stitcher' Sebu who has been famous for a long time in Saint Eying, now, Meng Mou will teach you a few magic masters, Your Excellency is not hiding and not revealing it, right?" ”

'Stitcher' stuffed cloth didn't expect Meng Ke to suddenly challenge him, although Saibu himself had never fought with Meng Ke, but whether it was the style and might of the people, he had seen it himself, and, in the past, he had also heard the heavenly oracle wizard dictate that Meng Ke was powerful, yes, although he didn't show anything on the surface at this moment, but the anxiety in his heart was not enough for outsiders.

Meng Ke stared at the other party with a blazing gaze, and said with a smile: "The altar master of the Black Mountain Altar, could it be said that Your Excellency is unwilling to show your hands on magic mastery, so that you can see and understand?" ”

'Stitcher' Sebu is a figure who has gone through strong winds and waves, and although he is very worried at the moment, he still glances at Meng Ke coldly. Slightly brushing the goatee under his lips, he said indifferently: "Since it is Master Meng's promotion, how can the old man not obey, but no matter whether Master Meng wins or loses, he will not be moved." ”

Meng Ke said with a smile: "Saibu Altar Master, this sentence should be given to you below." ”

The two of them said indifferently, but they were-for-tat, and the 'Stitcher' Sebu wanted to provoke the other party with words, so that the enemy could find a gap in his anger and attack him, but this time it was in vain.

The smiling black lord pulled the gong-like voice from behind and said: "I said that the old man Saibu, don't fucking hang ghosts sell meat - it's shameless to die, do you still want to take advantage of Brother Meng?" Just because you, your grandmother is not close, and the person your uncle doesn't love is a dog and doesn't want to see virtue? ”

"Stitcher" Saibu's face did not change, his hands were still behind his back, and he sneered: "The puppet surnamed Hao remembers every word you say, and you will pay a hundred times more for these words." ”

After that, he said to Meng Ke again: "Meng Yingying, we don't have to sell kung fu at the moment, are you right?" Naturally, this also includes the black skinny man who can't beat the soles of his feet with oil. ”

When the smiling black lord Haoyu heard this, he smiled and said: "His grandmother's, you seem to be in charge, you are all fierce and evil, you use magic to die and entangle, there are many people together, and it is not much better than smearing oil under my feet." ”

Meng Ke turned his head and squeezed his eyes at Haoyu, and said loudly: "Brother, you-"

The word "you" was only halfway said, Haoyu's face changed suddenly, and he opened his mouth to shout-

Meng Ke's eyebrows didn't move, his sturdy body rose five meters straight like an arrow, and almost at the same time as he rose, five tiny magic needles with a dark red luster all over his body swept past the place where he was standing just now with a sharp sound of wind!

Meng Ke's figure flipped in mid-air, and then rose three meters, slightly making a graceful half-arc, Lang Lang smiled and said: "Great Altar Master, your sneak attack technique can be regarded as a must in the Demon Domain!" ”

At this time, Saibu's face was calm, he didn't say a word, his arm turned slightly, and a flash of magic needles emitted like a storm, attacking Meng Ke from all directions.

The momentum of this array of magic needles was so fierce that the gaps between each one could be said to be so tight that they came from different angles and positions. It's like a needle net rising from the ground!

So-

It is like a fish swimming in the water, like an eagle falcon turning around at will in the air, and more like a faint light mist, so light, but so natural and chic in the seemingly impossible tiny gap between the needles, more like a tangible and intangible ghost, floating through the void, light and elegant.

"Stitcher" Sebu, can't help but be surprised! Busy leaning around, throwing his arm, and throwing out a magic needle with his backhand, his left hand was erected like a knife and suddenly trembled, pushing out a fierce and powerful whirling tornado, forcing Meng Ke's body in all directions, and the speed of response was also extraordinary.

Meng Ke was in a slowly declining trend, secretly, his figure suddenly rose again, and at the moment when his figure rose, a piece of light and shadow appeared, and he waved towards the "Suture Sebu" with his head and face!

The fluttering magic light is like a snowflake, the air waves are criss-crossed, and the back and forth are agitated, although Meng Ke is in mid-air and does not use his magic with all his might, but the power is still amazing!

The roots of the goatee under Seb's lips were cocked, his eyes glared like bells, neither retreating nor flashing, his hands magically swaying back and forth, spinning like the wind, and the whistling sound was mixed with a deep circle of magical tornadoes, forming an incomparably strong wall of wind in front of him.

In an instant-

In the "boom" and agitation, the loud noise shook the vast and boundless white beach around him, and the crackling sound spread endlessly, Meng Ke's figure turned around in the air again, and then rose three meters, but the suture Sebu turned pale, retreated six meters in a row, and his hands were still trembling like waves, shaking.

Suddenly-

Meng Ke shouted wildly in the air, and in the fierce roar, I don't know when, he had already held the Migu Twin Sticks in his hands!

At this moment, the suturer Sebu was already fighting with all his strength, his consciousness was a little confused, and before he could turn around in one breath, a large wave of fierce light came from top to bottom without stopping.

The stitcher Sebu was furious, and instinctively withdrew and rolled on the ground—and the magic light explosion emitted by Meng Ke flew right behind him, and the position was accurate, as if he had been waiting there.

In this series of lightning and stone fire magic attacks and defenses, almost neither side had any time to breathe, let alone a little room to think, and as soon as Sebu began to retreat, he felt that the light wave was attacking his body, and the momentum was indescribable.

If it is an ordinary magic character, even a famous and famous magician, he can't escape Meng Ke, which is not the most ruthless, but Sebu is a character who has been born and died, in this moment, he roared, shook his arms hard, and his body pulled up in the air obliquely, and a "magic flying light" flashed to one side, so-

In the blink of an eye, his right crotch had been swept away by a huge wave of light, and for a great mage with extremely high magical ability, such a trace of defeat was enough to see.

The body of the suturer Seb flew out to one side, as if he had been pushed by an invisible palm, and threw it horizontally, so that the emaciated body went straight to the sand, and suddenly the sand and dust burst out, and a dog gnawed on the mud!

Meng Ke did not take advantage of the situation to pursue, he stood in place leisurely, and said with a smile: "The master of the big altar, the arrow is a millimeter, and the difference is thousands of miles!" ”

Seb the Stitcher was scrambling to his feet, spitting out a mouthful of sand, and he staggered in a daze, barely standing firmly, while the little hat on his head had flown ten meters away.

The embarrassment of the suturist Sebu at this time is really beyond the description of pen and ink, his face is red and white, the corners of his mouth are twitching slightly, but his hands are hanging weakly to the ground, like the best portrayal of a defeated rooster!

The smiling black Venerable Haoyu applauded and laughed on the side: "What is his grandmother's name?" This is called Wang Ba rolling calves, gnawing on mud in his mouth, hahaha......"

(Interactive answer: Who in this chapter broke his mouth and gnawed on the mud?) )