Chapter 477 Grasp

No one spoke anymore, and at the moment when Banaharu turned around, Chu Ming picked up the minutes of the meeting first. Then he kicked and rushed out. The table and cigar in front of him were instantly torn apart, and a deep footprint was left on the metal floor behind Chu Ming.

Everything was done in an instant, and the accumulated power exploded in an instant, forming a huge lethality. - This is the skill of a hunter, the skill of a waltz teacher. Coupled with the strength of the Blue Division, the cannonball that made Chu Ming so discharged, carrying a deadly force, rushed towards Banaharu. Chu Ming was only thirty percent sure, he didn't have the time and opportunity to create a better situation, but he had to gamble.

The people here didn't expect Chu Ming to make a move, they couldn't believe that a small mechanic would dare to offend a nobleman. Oh, no offense! It was an attempt to kill a viscount with a deep background. Moreover, the people here did not expect Chu Ming to have such a strong combat power, a mechanic should be a very ordinary person, even if he can't reach the realm of Xiang Substitute Division, it is okay. However, the faint blue brilliance around Chu Ming's body proved that he was a veritable blue substitute master, and he was a combat substitute cultivator. Otherwise, how can there be such power? How to have such a calculation!

There were four people in front of Chu Ming, and the one in front was the one who had humiliated him and polished his shoes on his kùzi. The attendant was still stunned. He wanted to exclaim - there was not enough time. He tried to dodge - half a cigar butt flicked into his face, scalded him, and he blinked.

Bang – the sound of a shattered skull.

He needed to close his eyes when he blinked, and this time, he didn't have to open them again. A person with a head like a rotten watermelon, even if he is a Hua Tuo Holy Hand, has no power to return to heaven. And the person who blew his head unabated, kicked a tuǐ at a person next to him.

"Anyone can be stabbed to death. Ten stabs - that's anger. A stab – that's killing. Therefore, a first-class killer should figure out how to stab him quickly, accurately and ruthlessly. Mending the knife is a xiǎo trick of the nine-rate killer. ”

Hughit, the old killer of the Black Prison Star, taught Chu Ming this way, and the knife he was talking about was a general reference. It can be a knife; It can be a fist; It can also be tuǐ.

Click—the sound of bones shattering.

However, along with one of the skulls, there was also an arm. The attendant reacted quickly, and he parried with his hand, and his arm was kicked to pieces along with his head.

"There's only a 20% chance left." Chu Ming felt sorry. After all, the opponent is a blue substitute, and their reaction is too fast and their physical fitness is also very good. With the addition of an arm, Chu Ming was a little slower after all. This does not bode well.

Yes, just as Chu Ming expected, the third entourage was already prepared, and the faint blue on his body gradually became richer.

"Kill!"

Chu Ming roared violently, the blue brilliance on his body was also thick, and he was burning his life force.

Bang Bang Bang – The sound of a fist hitting a ròu is like pounding a leather sofa.

Chu Ming started first, and this opportunity allowed him to level the distance between the realms of each other. Burning his own life force, Chu Ming had another advantage in basic attack power. As a result, after a few brief physical contacts, the fight between square inches was full of dangers.

In terms of strength, Chu Ming has an advantage, and the advantage in moves and skills is even more obvious. Ergang Substitute Academy's secret technique "Scale Shoulder Push" followed by half a "Leap Attack"; Then there is the third type of "hanging corner hidden knife type" and "Cui Ping Luo"; Subsequently, Chu Ming used a battleship evasion action "Oman Rolling" to connect the secret technique of the royal family of the Chuan Guhun Empire "Unemployed Hand"; At the end, Chu Ming slapped his opponent's elbow with a "counter-joint attack", breaking through the opponent's defense, and then smashed the opponent's head with a straight punch without skill. He wins, and the loser dies.

"There's only a 10% chance left."

Chu Ming in the battle can keep his thinking clear very steadily. He didn't want to think about the consequences, but he was horribly shrewd in the process. Chu Ming looked at Banaharu, who was still in a daze, who had come to his senses from the shock and ran towards the door screaming, as if he had suffered a terrible injury.

In an instant, Chu Ming reassessed the situation, and he kicked a chair away, and the chair flew straight towards Panaharu's back. Banaharu felt the wind behind him, and he turned around and dodged. The chair shattered against the metal wall. Then, Banahru saw Chu Ming who swooped down on him, and the power was like a killing god, which frightened Banahru's heart.

"Help me!"

Banaharu howled, realizing that his feet were already limp, and the three corpses on the ground gave him an uncontrollable urge to defecate. The cracked and twisted head and the white huāhuā's brain were so sick to his stomach and made him feel a heart-wrenching fear. Death is in front of him, and maybe he will be next. Therefore, Banaharu could only call for help weakly, and he didn't even have the courage to escape.

Banahru had four retinues, three of whom died, and the leader remained. The entourage also hesitated, but considering the consequences, he had to stop Chu Ming, because if Banaharu really died, he wouldn't be able to live either. Rather than this, it is better to gamble, if you can save Viscount Banaharu, it will be a miracle. Moreover, Chu Ming is only a "light blue" in the blue substitute division, burning vitality cannot change this essential gap, this entourage feels that he is still sure, he is a genuine "Pu Lan". So, he avoided Chu Ming's front (Chu Ming's previous power also made him jealous), and he launched an attack on Chu Ming from the side.

When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins! It's a simple truth. But—

Who can really do that? Brave is not something that can be used to describe anyone. The attendant avoided Chu Ming's front. On the surface, he is very smart, but who can guarantee that there is no trace of fear in his subconscious deep inside? And, is he really smart? His opponent is smarter than he thinks.

The fist wind from the side had already made Chu Ming feel a chill, although a "Pu Lan" did not use a weapon, he also had incomparable power, the power of killing.

Chu Ming didn't seem to hear it, his goal was still Viscount Banaharu, he seemed to want to kill Viscount Banaharu at all costs, this was his original goal, and it seemed that it had never changed.

Viscount Banahru stopped howling because he found that it only took a second for the trouble to be solved. His retinue is loyal and strong, and those who dare to offend him will not die a good death. Viscount Banahru felt that today's matter was over, and although he was very dissatisfied, there was also no danger.

No one dared to ignore the all-out attack of a "Pu Lan", and neither did Chu Ming's strange "Light Blue". But he really ignored it! What's that for? Could it be that he, a warrior who controls the stream, has lost his mind?

The strength of the entourage increased violently, and he found that the opponent really had no intention of defense, and this opponent was a little too stupid, thinking that he could kill Viscount Banaharu with a hard punch with his body. However, a "Pulan" can not resist with all his strength. Therefore, such an entourage did not keep any more, all his strength was concentrated on his fist, and he wanted to kill his opponent cleanly and make his feats more brilliant.

Bang – The fist concentrates the ròu body.

But there was a strange thing, there was no click of broken bones, no blood, and the sound seemed a little hollow. Why is it hollow? Isn't there a ròu body underneath the skin?

You guessed it, the underside of the skin can not be a ròu body.

A skinny vegetative man with a strong heart and a strange skeleton. His skin is complex in composition, but it is absolutely tough, and the fighting metabolism of the Qiong Facial Lines and the Bloodline's fighting metabolism make this skin extremely resistant to xìng. But--Chu Ming gave up using the skin to defend, which he didn't dare to do before. And now, Chu Ming was confident, because his strange bones were much stronger than before. Although the "Bone Pattern Technique" derived from the Waltz Mentor does not know the name of the Dao, this is by no means an ordinary "Bone Pattern Technique", and Chu Ming is going to use this ability directly for the first time.

The momentum of the fist is waning, which is in line with the basic laws of physics. The strongest attack has passed, it has already been missed, and the higher the bō peak of the force amount, the shorter the duration. The old moves are used - this is a common taboo in martial arts.

Then the attendant felt uneasy, and he encountered the strangest thing, the opponent's body was like a balloon, and he got out of the way with the belt under his fist. However, there was still one thing that pleased him, because he felt his opponent's bones, so he used all the strength he had, and he firmly believed that he could tear down his opponent's bones.

A soft sensation, a soft, though not very strong, sensation in the attendant's fist, once again unsettled him. But he couldn't stop, his moves were too old to get any older. He had to pull off this killing blow.

"Kill!"

He shouted, and success or failure was a matter of success.

Hit, fist hit bone, crackling sound came out. With such a powerful blow, the bones should have shattered, so the sound was normal.

Chu Ming didn't have a trace of pain on his face, he turned his head to look at the opponent next to him, this was his opponent. After reassessing the situation, Chu Ming changed his initial goal, and the person next to him was the person he was going to kill at the moment. Cut off these minions for a chance to kill Viscount Banahru.

The sound of popping beans continued, and it had been going on for a long time. Only Chu Ming himself knew that his bones were not broken, and the amount of force acting on the bones was dispersed in a spiral state, and the "bone lines" on the bones were a medium that distributed these forces to the entire body. It then accumulates in a spiral state, like a superconducting coil. This is the "bone pattern technique", and Chu Ming feels that it is more appropriate to name it "spiral bone pattern". Waltz Mentor is a hunter, what he is good at is charging to kill, his charge is not only his own strength, but also the opponent's strength.

Glancing at the opponent coldly, Chu Ming stretched out his right hand unhurriedly and twisted the opponent's arm. It's so simple to twist, and the opponent seems to be deliberately cooperating with him, allowing him to twist. The situation is a bit amiable.