War Lord

Tuxian's figure spreads across every inch of space in Meilin zhōuwéi, and the terrifying speed combined with the unique movement of the Tuxian clan makes it impossible for Tuxian's wèizhì to be locked by conventional methods. Everyone on the scene asked themselves Wèizhì who was in Merlin, and they could only passively wait for the moment when Tu took the first shot before they had a chance to defend or even counterattack. But if the picture is shot first, how easy is it to be nàme?

Merlin took a deep breath at this time, his bones creaked, and his muscles squirmed and squirmed. During the exercise of the muscles, Merlin's body swelled up a lot."" Novel. Using only the power of muscle movement, a ring-shaped fissure appeared in the ground air under Merlin's feet, followed by the screams of the energy set off, overflowing in all directions.

The violent wind howled, swept through countless afterimages in the first picture. The afterimages disappeared one by one, because the picture was first affected by the storm and could no longer move freely. When there was only one figure of Tuxian in the storm, Mei Lin raised his head, and cold light shot from his eyes, as if to say: I caught you!

Close arms, step, strike!

Merlin's movements were smooth and automatic, and he punched out smoothly, but used this series of movements to concentrate all of his body's strength on this punch!

The fist shook the storm, and several gray-white wind bands were entangled on Merlin's fist. At the same time as it was shot out, the spirit hit the picture first.

Everyone only felt a thunderous muffled sound in their ears, and the entire base camp, including the sky and the earth, shook together. Then the figures of Mei Lin and Tuxian gradually moved away from zìjǐ, and they only said that it was an illusion. But when he came back to his senses, he found that Zìjǐ and the others had all left the ground, being pushed away by an invisible and concealed force.

Obviously it is just a fist, but it exerts the power of a heavy gun. Even the air in the fist front produced an air current like a bomb exploding, exuding amazing heat and diverted away from Tuxian's body.

Tu first stretched his palms flat and blocked Merlin's boxing front. His body was constantly trembling with an extremely weak amplitude, but it constantly absorbed the energy and impact that Meilin had injected with a punch, and then guided away the trembling of his body muscles. He is like a canoe driving in the rapids of the raging waves, no matter how fast the current is, the canoe undulates, but the tendency is to be submerged.

After the impact, Tuxian tūrán wrapped his arms around Meilin's arm. The whole person showed incredible softness like a water snake. The moment the picture was completely wrapped around Merlin's arm and the legs clamped Merlin's chest. Tūrán sprayed hot air from the left side of Tuxian's abdomen. With the momentary force of the air-jet organ and the twisting force of Tuxian's waist, he actually volleyed around Meilin and rose from the ground!

After the two rotated 180 degrees in mid-air, the picture first pressed Merlin to the ground. At this time, his posture changed again, his legs bent, only his knees pressed against Merlin's chest, and he was pressed heavily against the ground.

The ground shook, and dense cracks spread under Mei Lin's body. Merlin's body first floated slightly, and then fell heavily. The strong impact made him slightly dizzy, and when Tu first freed his hand and pierced his throat with his palm. Merlin yelled, grabbing the unwrapped hand and clasping Tuxian's wrist.

The two held each other for a while, and Merlin roared again, bending one foot, and stepping on the ground in an instant. The mud on the ground suddenly lifted up like a wave, and Mei Lin used a stepping force to rotate his body, and the huge centrifugal force immediately threw the picture out first. The two figures adjusted their postures in the air, and after landing steadily, they pounced at each other at the same time. The figure first flew with both hands and crossed towards Merlin's neck. Merlin snorted coldly, raising her arms to meet him.

At the moment the four arms crossed, a storm of energy erupted towards zhōuwéi centered on the two. Many of the Tukzu people who were closer to each other couldn't help but throw them away, and the high-rise buildings in the camp zhōuwéi were shaken and shaken, and ǎngó would collapse at any time.

To block Tuxian's attack, Merlin tūrán clasped his wrist with his backhand and then pulled hard in the direction of zìjǐ. He tilted his head back, and then slammed his head heavily on Tuxian's forehead. With a bang, Tu couldn't help but back again and again, and he slammed Merlin's eyes with gold stars. Shaking his head, and looking up again, Merlin strode towards him.

The Red Duke’s zhōuwéi heat wave forced people, and even made the picture in Tuxian’s eyes appear distorted. Tuxian zhīdào that is because Merlin’s own energy has had an impact on the air. He sighed in his heart that Merlin now has a bit less killing than he was when he was young, but when he was in power, his spirit reached the pinnacle of his life. Moment!

Tu laughed first. After a long time when méiyǒu met such a well-matched opponent, the head of the gallery was very excited. The fingers of his right hand trembled lightly, and the air suddenly rang out with a crisp sound of torn paper, and faint ripples swayed between Tuxian's palm and fingers.

Overclocking Blade! A special ability of Tuxian, the tōngguò fingers jìnháng overclocked to release energy ripples that vibrate the air, it nénggòu easily ripped the armor of the tank. The biggest feature is its secrecy and mobility. méiyǒu's dazzling energy brilliance, méiyǒu's powerful impact special effects, the only reason for the existence of overclocking blades is to quietly tear open the opponent's body.

This ability is probably related to the talent of the Tukuzu, they are all excellent jungles. As for the killer, Tian needed this invisible blade.

The release of the overclocking blade means that the zhōuwéi of Tuxian's palm is always covered with cutting jets. These cutting waves that are invisible to the naked eye will tear everything in the range!

Tu rushed to meet Mei Lin first, and if any show off, he chose to advance in a straight line. However, Tuxian took the speed to the extreme, so that two pictures appeared in Merlin's eyes. The previous picture was the scene where the figure first leaned forward and rushed forward. In the latter picture, he has a serious face and grabs zìjǐ with fingers spread like claws.

When the speed reaches a certain level, shíhòu is a terrible weapon. Among the people in the Meilin Institute, there is only zero speed that can be compared with the picture first.

The two figures crossed by.

Then a puff of blood sprayed from Merlin's left shoulder, and the red big justice made a defensive posture, but from the results, it seemed that he could not keep up with the speed of the first picture. At this time, a gray wave of air appeared between the two of them out of thin air, and the neighing of the air was long overdue.

"I lost."

After a while, Mei Lin said solemnly.

As soon as his voice fell, cheers broke out among the Tuku Clan. They are happy that the patriarch of zìjǐ nénggòu defeated the red prince Meilin, even though they are also zhīdào, this is not on the battlefield of life and death, both of them have reservations. However, Tuxian Xiaosheng Meilin is an indisputable fact, and the actual benefits of this fact are inspiring enough.

Only Tuxian combined the joy of meiyǒu's victory over his opponent. Amidst the cheers of the Tuku clans, Merlin said that he would go back to rest. Seeing the scene of him turning and leaving, letting him drop on the ground, Tuxian remembered the scene when the two met in hand-to-hand combat just now.

Judging from the picture recalled from the memory, at that time, Meilin's hands had reached the predetermined defense, and there was enough shity to release a layer of energy defense force field. Of course, Tuxian nénggòu easily tore through this force field, but Merlin would not be injured in the face of the overclocking blade. When zhīdào learned to overclock the blade first, Merlin was in páān.

Overclocking Blade can hide it from everyone, but it can't hide it from Merlin. With Merlin's fighting skills, even if it can't perfectly defend against overclocking blades, it should be more than enough to evade Tuxian's attacks. But he actually lost!

He lost deliberately!

Tuxian tūrán thinks of this kěnéng sex, which is also sufficient to explain that shíme Merlin lowered his hands a few centimeters at the last moment, and at the same time gave up releasing the defensive field. Everything, just to deliberately lose to Tuxian. This is undoubtedly a shame for Tuxian, but Tu does not think that Merlin will deliberately humiliate him. The remaining kěnéng **** of nàme is that Merlin is releasing some kind of information.

The blood dripping on the ground is still dazzling. Merlin deliberately left this blood to attract greedy hunters. Is he using an example as bait?

Tu first embraced his hands and watched Merlin disappear into the crowd. There is another problem. Merlin lost zìjǐ in front of everyone. He wanted to tell someone this information. And this person must be nearby, who would it be?

As he swept his gaze, Tuxian saw a person walking outside with Mei Lin. That person is Bud!

Could it be him? Picture first.

Soon, he was surrounded by clan people coming from all around to celebrate.

The night is getting darker.

The Tukzu’s camp has also gradually returned to calm from the previous noisy. In the middle of the night, except for the Tukzu who routinely patrols, everyone else has long been asleep. The muddy guard, who didn't stop for a moment, fell asleep on the ground.

In the sky, the radiant cloud continued to roll, making the sky cast on the ground dim. In the dim light and shadow, two figures appeared in the corner of the coconut grove. In front of the coconut grove, there is a **** leading to the Tukzu camp.

"You said Merlin was injured?" Midra asked calmly.

As the sky flickered, Bud's face appeared in Midlar's eyes. He nodded and said: "Yes, he competed with our patriarch, and our patriarch injured his left shoulder."

"This is good news."

"It's good news, but judging from the injuries, the Red Duke was not seriously injured." Bud added.

Midra laughed: "Bad, you are an excellent warrior in the Tuku clan. But is your zhīdào the current clan leader of shíme, not you? From what you said just now, you can zhīdào, you are fighting The technique is not better than the picture above."

"A master at the level of Merlin, with a weak and slight injury. However, if the rúguǒ opponent is at the same level as him, no matter how small the injury is, it will be a burden. Very good, I happened to be on the same side of him. At a level." Midra waved his scythe and said: "The next thing is nothing to do with you. You'd better leave here. Tonight, your place will be very lively, I don't think you will be interested in participating in this. Isn't it?"

Bud's face changed slightly when he heard the words. He glanced at the camp, but in the end he gritted his teeth and turned and flew into the darkness of the Silent Continent.

"Okay, let's do a good show next. Reject my invitation, first, I will make you regret the decision at that time!" Midra smiled lowly, and he made no secret of the whereabouts of zìjǐ. Out of the dim hiding place, along the **** all the way.

Sangli was standing and dozing on the sentry tower.

The night is very quiet, and in this shíhòu, even the most ferocious beast has entered a deep sleep. In the past ten years, the Tukzu people have been calm and have never been attacked, even if only once. It's just that Tuxian still insists on the need for the existence of the sentry tower, but sentry like Sangli, they are more lazy and nap in every late night, rather than staring at the oasis under the night until dawn.

So when Midra walked up the **** to the high ground, Sangli was unconscious. He didn't open his eyes until he heard a strange wind in a daze. His eyes were full of pictures of flowing silver light. When Sangli recovered his senses, he found an alien like a praying mantis appeared in front of zìjǐ. The silver carapace on the opponent's body seemed unique in nàme, at least in Sangli's memory, only a king of the insect kingdom could fit the image of the alien in front of him.

When Sangli awakened and wanted to warn him, Midra's sickle-footed spirit waved over his head. So Sangli's little head flew up, and the hot brains kept flowing out, while the dumped corpse was gently pulled by Midra and placed on the guard tower.

"I wish you a good dream!" Midlar bowed like a human after putting down his corpse. Then, the insect king's gaze fell on several nearby guard towers.

Five minutes later ~www.readwn.com~ the Tukzu yǐjing in the sentry tower was cleared out. Midra jumped off the guard tower and emitted a silent high-frequency sound wave. This was the signal of an attack. After a while, the sound of wings fluttered from the southwest, and a red cloud swept over. Dozens of scarlet beetles swept across the sky, and sprayed high-temperature fireballs toward the tall building where Meilin was.

There was a meteor fire rain in the sky, and hundreds of high-temperature fireballs pulled down the tail of the flames in the night, scrambling to land near the tall buildings. Then came a dense explosion, with shock waves and flames swept even nearby tall buildings. A few Tukzu people who were on fire screamed and ran out of the fire, but they stopped forever without running a few steps.

At the same time as the Guards attacked, Midra turned into a silver lightning and slammed straight into the flames. He was so fast that after crashing into the fire, the shock wave followed, tearing a gap in the sky-roaring wall of fire. Seeing from the gap, Midra smashed into the ruins of the building where Merlin was. Then there was a crackling sound of wood breaking, and the tall building exploded again. This time it was a bit more thorough than the attack on Midra's squad. Every piece of wood exploded into fragments, with fire chips scattered around it.

As the building exploded, two figures, one silver and one red, shot up from the ruins. The silver light and the red light flickered intertwined, and how many rounds were spent in a short moment!