With such a heavy punch, how could she do this? Next, Lou Zhixin thought.

"Die!"

He saw Wang Siyan making a right uppercut, and he knew she was about to punch.

But in the next second, the scene in front of Lou Zhixin changed, as if his head was forcibly twisted 90° in 0.1 second, half of his face was completely paralyzed, and two teeth flew out, as if by a big one. Li Shi hit him with a round hammer, and he couldn't even feel the shape of his cheeks.

Wang Siyan closed his fists very slowly, his chest swelled up and down, and then slowly exhaled, sinking his dantian.

She needs about a second or so to pay the price of speed magic.

Although there was a huge flaw in this second, the victory was already divided. The punch just now was enough to make this stupid and arrogant opponent faint, and the next punch she would cause the opponent to die directly from a cerebral hemorrhage.

The one second of cooling has passed, Wang Siyan twisted around and threw a second punch!

The force is like a whirlwind, and it is as heavy as a thunderous punch.

But it was blocked by a drawing board that suddenly flew over!

The drawing board just flew to the only way for Wang Siyan's fist, blocking Wang Siyan's fist.

The fist and the drawing board violently collided with a loud noise, and the vibration was transmitted to Wang Siyan's shoulder along with the bones. This punch caused Wang Siyan to sprain his own hand, as if she had hit not a thin drawing board, but a side that didn’t know how much. Thick steel walls!

"What kind of spell?!" Wang Siyan gritted his teeth and exclaimed.

"It's time to be more serious."

Lou Wenzhi’s voice came. Lou Zhixin, whose body was falling to the ground, suddenly seemed to return to consciousness. He suddenly moved his left foot, re-adjusted his center of gravity in a strange posture, and forcibly supported his body. .

In the next second, Wang Siyan's head suddenly shook left and right three times, as if he had received invisible heavy blows from different directions. The corners of his eyes and mouth were cracked at the same time, and blood flowed out.

Her vision was blurred, her head buzzed, and the concussion made her feet feel like stepping on cotton. She opened her arms and swayed from side to side to adjust her balance, but her footwork was like the drunk step of a drunkard.

How is this going? What happened to me? Was hit?

Wang Siyan thought slowly, and Lou Zhixin in front of her rushed towards her like a counter-attack hungry wolf. The fist that could be easily avoided just now became extremely difficult to dodge. Wang Siyan staggered back in the continuous swinging fists like a storm. , Dodge embarrassed.

Even though her sense of balance has been severely damaged, with incredible reflexes and fighting instincts, she still avoided almost all boxing. After three seconds of twisting and twisting away, the consciousness effect brought by the concussion gradually weakened, and her pace became steady again. Be sensitive.

At this moment, Wang Siyan's body was suddenly distorted in an extremely strange way!

The arms were swayed like a swing under the traction of a certain force, the waist was twisted to the left, but the cheeks were turned to the right, the mask shattered, and a very obvious depression appeared on the beautiful face , As if an invisible fist hit her face.

All the damage was concentrated in an instant. Wang Siyan spit out a mouthful of blood, knelt on the ground with her knees soft, she tried to use her arms to support the ground, but perhaps the distance was not well controlled, and she lay on her face with a thump. On the ground, nothing happened.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Ming was stupid. He didn't know whether Wang Siyan was dead or lost consciousness, but he knew that Wang Siyan had lost.

The scorching anger burned in Zhou Ming's heart. He clenched the blade and looked at Lou Zhixin who was still standing with murderous intent.

I thought this guy dared to hurt Wang Siyan to this point! He must kill him!

"Don't be dazzled by anger, the more adversity you have, the more you have to stay calm." A hand was placed gently on Zhou Ming's shoulder, making Zhou Ming sober in an instant, and the familiar touch on his shoulder disappeared, only peace. The phantom sound of the remnants of Xingyue lingered in my ears.

That's right, anger has no effect, and the emotion of anger will only give the person the illusion that they have power.

Must be calm.

The new information, like a stream flowing to the sea, gradually came into Zhou Ming's mind. Just now Lou Wenzhi used the drawing board to defend against Wang Siyan's attack. This trick has allowed Zhou Ming to judge the specific effect of Lou Wenzhi's spell.

Lou Wenzhi’s curse effect should be to fix the state of the object. He can keep the object’s speed, shape, and spatial position in a constant state, so he can use that thin drawing board to block the big sword. Attack, and only minor damage.

And the drawing board he threw to Wang Siyan is actually tantamount to an indestructible moving iron wall!

This spell makes people feel very tricky. Even if you understand the specific effects, it is difficult to think of a particularly effective way to deal with it.

"This woman's body is really good. It doesn't look like a strong-strength type, but the bones are exaggeratedly hard. When I was attacked by me, it must have been directly broken if it wasn't a strong-type conjurer. She would lose consciousness, and she could be sober and even able to hide... it's amazing!"

Lou Zhixin grinned at Zhou Ming and praised Wang Siyan's strength without hesitation, but it was more like him showing his strength.

"You look handsome, but unfortunately you have a brother, otherwise the left and right faces will be symmetrical." Zhou Ming sneered.

Half of Lou Zhixin's face was almost smashed by Wang Siyan's fist. His left face was swollen like a pig's head, and a pile of blue-purple congestion piled up on his cheeks. The surface of the swollen swollen skin had already appeared star-shaped micro lacerations.

If there was no help from Lou Wenzhi just now, it is very likely that he would die Huangquan. Zhou Ming mocked Max in these words, but he still failed to penetrate Lou Zhixin's thick face as a city wall. He shrugged and said that it didn't matter. Even a little triumphant~lightnovelpub.net~ After solving Wang Siyan, Lou Zhixin slowly walked to Lou Wenzhi's side. The two brothers stood in front of Zhou Ming in a double-teamed position, the three of them. The position formed a sharp acute triangle.

Wu Xingxing sat on the tiger chair in the rear, shaking the red wine in the goblet, like a rich man sitting in the audience watching the black fist fighting, calm and elegant, with a red face and a wild and proud smile.

Just looking at his triumphant appearance now makes people absolutely unable to think of the expression he was frightened and scared just now.

"Calm down. Now that you know Lou Wenzhi's spells, what is Lou Zhixin's spells? Think about it." Ping Xingyue behind her spoke to him, her voice very close to him, almost Talking against Zhou Ming's ear.

I don't know if it was an illusion, Zhou Ming even felt the other person's breathing.

Zhou Ming calmed down again, yes, what is Lou Zhixin's spell?

He seems to be able to attack people in the air, but it does not seem to be a simple air attack. Just now Wang Siyan was injured in an instant, and all the injuries were caused in an instant... How did he do it?