Chapter 388 Make a punch

"Pluto, Pluto, you are really dead this time. What is not easy to do. Protect the prophet **** against Nirvana camp. Let Kaos know, but it ’s not just a matter of being beaten twice. "Meng Na came and shook her head while sighing. The dragged horse-sword cut a clear crack in the volcanic ash of the venue.

"Miss, do you look like I'm protected?" The prophet's smile hanging on the goal beam looked like crying.

"No way, just because I know you're here, I can't bear to see you all die here. This **** didn't fear being killed from the beginning." Shen Ming shrugged helplessly.

"You can join us to break his hands and feet together, and cut the adult stick soon." Meng Na said so easily, as if the prophet rebelled, binding him like this was like catching a metamorphosis. simple.

"It's too difficult. He and I are both parasites of the nanoworm. I know the state of that thing in my body. I only have one inverse scale. There are four in this product ... There are a few winning percentages, and the situation is too complicated. I can't ensure that everyone can complete the task alive. "Shen Ming was helpless.

"Pluto, you have really changed ... to the past, no matter how complicated the task is, you will never forget the determination to complete the task at all costs. Even if it is possible to sacrifice, you will never retreat." The state at this moment is particularly disappointing.

"Meng Na, I already have a lot of things and can't just give up like that. And you are all my friends, and I will never allow you to give your life to this **** to pay the bill." Shen Ming pointed to The prophet beside him.

"Familiarity, if you scold me like this, I will still be unhappy." The Prophet grumbled.

"Pluto, although we call you Pluto, it doesn't mean that you can really control our life and death. Whichever Nirvana does not understand when you enter is life and death. Our lives do not require you to be responsible, you Too much control. "Meng Na stopped 5 meters away in front of Shen Ming.

"Nirvana is never a person who can persuade. Speaking with strength, is it our fault?" Shen Ming smiled helplessly.

"Say, how many times have we fought this time?" Mengna asked, twisting her neck.

"Not counting this 97 times." Shen Ming is particularly sensitive to the data.

"How many times have you won?" Meng Na chuckled.

"None at a time." Shen Ming said nothing without being ashamed. After all, An Qi and Meng Na just won the draw, and in the Nirvana camp, one hand that won Meng Na was counted.

"Knowing that you are still playing this way, it seems that you are very confident of your stubborn companion?" Meng Na's slashing sword slid half a circle on the ground and came to the front.

"That thing is called inverse scale. I haven't care about it for many years. In addition, the thing is not infinitely proportional, and there are many restrictions on its use. That thing is also to deal with the insurance left by the prophet bastard. Now it can't be wasted." Ming pulled out the fencing saber behind his waist and held it in front of him with one hand.

"Dare to let you waste all your strength on me? Such a arrogant Pluto is going to be spanked!" Meng Na started, and she rushed forward before she came so heavy that the volcanic ash that shook every step she took was like a wave It spreads to all directions. The wielding slashing horse blade hung red dust like a storm.

Shen Ming is hard-wired with a fencing sabre, and wants to counterattack with zero body unloading force, but at the intersection of the double edges, Shen Ming knows how innocent he is.

In the state of being 100% serious, Meng Na's equivalent power is comparable to that of a human truck. Although Shen Ming dragged out the whole body's impact force, she was also followed by Meng Na's cutting horse blade into the air.

"Play with me! I won't keep my hands as an exercise!" Meng Na stood on the ground, and she turned into a charged attitude behind her sword, aiming at the solemn foothold, and once she landed, she would be cut off.

Shen Ming in the midst of the air turned her body, the fetters in her hands and the darts were thrown into Meng Na.

The reaction of Meng Na quickly lifted the knife and bounced off. Who knew that the weird fencing saber entangled Meng Na's blade.

"Alloy wire ?!" The titanium wire in Shen Ming's alloy bracelet shrank, just like a tape measure, and pulled Shen Ming directly from the air back to Meng Na.

Without the shout of "haha", Shen Ming's one-handed fist slammed into Meng Na's head. The weapon was blocked, but Meng Na refused to let it go. She only used one hand to slash the horse blade, and the other hand followed a deep attack.

The more flexible Shen Ming forced Meng Na, who was facing her own head, to push a few steps. It looked like her elder brother was bullying a soft girl, and the prophets wanted to help the soft girl.

But Mengna is not a little loli that can be bullied. When she stepped back and stood still, Mengna's eyes suddenly changed, her palm gripped by the sword was twisted, and the sword made a sound like a motorcycle engine. Booming diesel black smoke was sprayed from both sides of the knife handle, and the long blade was rotated and cut like a chainsaw.

The cutting edge, covered with artificial diamond bits, is pulled at a speed of 100 revolutions per second, and its cutting force makes the front armor of the tank fragile in front of it.

Huh! With a loud noise, all the silk threads wrapped around the saber were broken, and the impact force both of them blasted 2 meters away.

Shen Ming caught the fencing saber flying into the air, and rushed back again.

"Keep going!" Meng Na also held the huge blade against her back, dragging her long knife to welcome her, a saber and a horse-shaving sword meeting in the air, regardless of the fact that Meng Na is a girl, that strong power, every Shen Ming could be opened for half a meter at a time, and Shen Ming rushed back to continue.

The two were incapable of fighting, the volcanic ash on the ground was cleared out of an open field, and they saw the scorched turf below.

"Are you tired?" It took 20 minutes for Moina to step back, eating beef jerky while laughing, "I haven't even finished warming up."

"Cut, eat while playing, it's too much." Shen Ming's sweat dripped down the chin to the ground.

"No one is stopping you if you want to eat, just blame you for slow digestion, too much exercise and easy to vomit." Meng Na despised, while eating fiercely while fighting is a kind of power.

"Don't play the knife, your size is so big, my size is small, it's a bully." Shen Ming's sighing general knife received behind him, and he made a determined gesture.

"Stupid, when you are fighting with me, you are already looking for abuse!" Meng Na rushed up with two-handed knives, and the twisted knife handle made the blade of the chainsaw rotate faster, the turning blade straight from the side It was cut and brought a circle of diesel smoke.

Shen Ming suddenly raised her hand with five fingers and grabbed the handle. The rotating blade and Shen Ming's tiger mouth were only half a centimeter away. I saw Shen Ming go to the back side, and she was so strong that she twirled and opened up Meng Na's hands. Shen Ming turned back and made a throw, letting the saber fly backwards in parallel. At 10 meters, heavy taxiing fell on the volcanic ash ground.

"Playing fists? Have you won?" Meng Na clenched her fists, stepped forward without any fear and stormed. She does n’t need Shen Qigong or unique strength skills at all. The super-horror physical training exercises the super explosive muscle power, and she usually looks small. The stakes can be interrupted with one punch.

"I want to try it!" Shen Ming relied on Mengna's fist with zero body. With each block, the ground under her feet disintegrated a spider pattern, and the part of the fist will immediately become purple, like a hammer. Hit the average.

Shen Ming's quick counterattack, jab, uppercut, combo, elbow, knee, and usable moves. All envoys with no rules came up, but still no punch could hit her body.

She stood in front of Shen Ming like a ghost, letting every attack of him fail, but every counterattack was fist to flesh.

Shen Ming's Nirvana training allows him to send bullets into the eye sockets of enemies 2 kilometers away. This is what he is good at; and how Mengna's Nirvana training ... lives fists to death.

However, the spirit of determination is overbearing, which is enough to dissolve Meng Na's instant muscle defense, but if she misses it, she loses any meaning. Shen Ming's capture of Meng Na's sword may have escaped the fate of being chopped by the waist, but replaced with a life to be killed.

"Tuck your tongue back in." Meng Na reminded, one hit with an uppercut lifted Shen Ming, and her feet lost the space for unloading. Shen Ming's real strength flew more than two meters. Gao fell heavily to the ground.

A large mouthful of congestion spurted out directly from the nostrils, and it felt like it was not far from death. Thanks to Meng Na for reminding him, he will not bite his tongue and commit suicide, and now has the opportunity to spit blood.

"Let us lose, every other line is like a mountain, you and I know what they are best at. Everyone, friends, don't fight anymore, I don't want to really kill you." Mengna advised and walked towards the goal. , And picked up his own sword on the ground.

"Xunzi, now you are mine. Do you want to fight now, or did I take you back to a group of people to beat you?" Mengna knew that the prophet defeated Anqi with his bare hands and killed the king's head. It was definitely s-class. Demon, but the dignity of the warrior did not allow her to step back half a point.

"Actually, it doesn't matter to me, but it's not easy for you to take me away. Quietly suggest you that my bodyguard is stubborn. He won't beat him without killing him." The Prophet smiled upside down.

I saw Shen Ming on the ground struggling to support the cracked ground, and stood up again, his feet were pinching, and his mouth and nose were dripping with blood.

"Pluto ... you're looking for death." If you could, Meng Na didn't want to end her friends by herself.

"..." The speechless Shen Ming could only beckon to Meng Na.

Meng Na stepped on the volcanic ash ground and rushed up again. This time, she ran too fast, and the dust was lifted into the air. It was like a waterfall. The wielding knife cut off obliquely. Pole.

"No, I'm not looking for death, I'm saving you." Shen Ming turned her body and stepped on the blade surface, stepping back on the raised blade to the ground.

Shen Ming's whole back was affixed to Meng Na's chest. Before Meng Na's reaction, Shen Ming's iron fist clenched in her hands was put on her chest. Going out, this is also Shen Meng's first punch ...

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