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Sowanda pondered.

The opponent obviously has an extremely sharp long-range attack level. If the distance is extended, he will only be killed by the opponent flying a kite. So Sowanda pretended to move naturally again, sneaking closer.

"Actually, we have no hatred against Mr. Hand. I think we can cooperate..." Sowanda said nonsense that he didn't even believe in himself, and walked slowly.

Mei Mumu didn't care at all, and a mysterious and weird arc appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Really? That's really great. If Mrs. Gao doesn't mind if I cut her into a stick, then I really have no grudge against the Hand Club."

The expression on Sowanda's face instantly froze: FUCK! This guy is the mortal enemy of our Hand Union!

The incident in the 1940s brought shame to the entire Hand Society. I don't know what compensation Mrs. Gao promised Alexandra, the boss of the Hand Association. Anyway, Sowanda was very upset when the boss announced that he would donate a lot of souls to restore Mrs. Gao's broken limbs.

The other three fingers of the Hand Club made fun of Mrs. Gao on this matter, and it took half a century for them to gradually stop mentioning this crap.

Now the other party actually admits that this secret event that the Hand Association has not announced to the public is obviously the party involved.

But isn't that guy a **** named Major Dlawski?

And he really can **** abuse Mrs. Gao, it should be very strong.

Involuntarily, Sowanda stopped.

Shock! Shocked!

Sowanda didn't know what expression he should use to face this mysterious powerful enemy.

The palms and foreheads, I do not know when the sweat began to seep.

"Oh? Don't you want to keep getting closer? Maybe you don't believe me. I'm actually a magician." Mei said sincerely.

Let your mother fart! Are there any mages who are so afraid of being approached?

Sowanda instinctively didn't believe Mei Mumu's words. But Mrs. Gao herself said that the other party used Kama Taj's spell to **** abuse her.

But Mei Mumu stands like a mountain with a mighty aura, not like that kind of weak chicken mage!

Sowanda is a little confused.

As a person who came out of Kunlun and changed into the underworld, Sowanda has his own pride.

"I don't believe it anymore." After scolding inwardly, Sowanda also showed a sinister smile: "Oh! That's why we don't have to talk about it!"

Mei Jiedao smiled lightly: "It's as if you two would like to negotiate."

If you can't talk, let's fight.

Negotiations will only occur between organizations of similar strength.

May doesn't want to talk about it, so does Sowanda.

The **** man started dashing forward.

His burly figure turned into a streamer to kill Mei Mumu, one step, two steps, three steps, this is a big step that is more exaggerated than a triple jump, each step spans a distance of less than ten meters. But he was stunned to find that he only rushed into the place two meters in front of Mei Mumu, no matter how fast he accelerated, he could no longer make an inch.

How fast he rushes, Mei Mumu just taps his toes lightly, then retreats as fast as he can.

It's like dancing a duet in the air.

Sowanda is going crazy!

Even if the opponent uses magic, he relies on his sense of qi, and he is very clear that there is no additional elemental fluctuations from the opponent at the moment, and he is completely using his flesh to make moves to deal with his sudden advance.

This kind of situation where his physical fitness was hanged and beaten was what drove him crazy the most.

This means that he will never try to catch up with the enemy, but the opponent can keep his distance and hang him. He had just seen the sharpness of Mei's long-range attack, and he knew that his body could not withstand such an attack.

Do not! In fact, Meimumu uses magic.

It's just that at this point, the elemental fluctuations when he uses magic are very small. A [self-acceleration] that only focuses on strengthening one's own body, and not many elements escape into the body at all.

However, after using the [God of War Serum] to greatly improve the physique, and then turning on the [Self-Acceleration], the feeling of speeding up is no different from that.

Now, he can completely catch up with a sports car running at 100 miles in a short distance, and then ask the owner, "Do you want to buy a hanger?"

The thrill of upgrading to level 999 and then returning to the novice village to brutalize the enemy with blood... It's actually quite cool.

At this moment, Sowanda was desperate.

He never imagined that the other party could hang and beat him with his physical body without even using magic.

Fear spread endlessly on his face, in his eyes, in his heart, and suddenly he shouted and threw two flashbangs at Meimumu, then turned and ran back.

"Hey hey hey! This is boring!" Mei Mumu was a little embarrassed. He didn't expect that Sowanda, one of the five fingers of the dignified hand, would lose his share to this point.

What about the **** battle?

Mei Mumu suddenly felt boring.

Without even covering his eyelids with his hand, Mei Jie waved his hand, and the flash bomb flew behind him in a gust of wind.

In the next moment, [Self Acceleration] suddenly quadrupled. If it was before, this level of acceleration would make Umegi feel like his muscles were torn on the spot.

But now, he just enjoys the fast and furious ~www.readwn.com~ around the scene, and flashes away in the horizon.

Sowanda's tall figure quickly occupied half of Mei Mumu's vision, and the translucent magic blade flashed out with lightning.

At the last moment, Sowanda also tried to concentrate his [Qi] on his left arm in an attempt to block this move.

The idea is beautiful, the reality is cruel.

It takes time for the qi to run. What's more nonsense is that the opponent swung the sword halfway, and actually replaced the translucent magic blade with a real cross sword.

The things bound to the system just unreasonably change from fantasy to reality in less than one hundredth of a second. [Song of the Blue Sky], which exudes strong magical fluctuations, displays its own sharpness.

The speed of swinging the sword, which was already very fast, was increased unscientifically, turning the sword into a rainbow.

"bass--"

The disgusting smell of blood swept away in an instant.

Sowanda, one of the dignified hand bosses, had his arms cut off like pieces of paper, and his broad chest swept by [Song of the Blue Sky] burst like a pomegranate.

After the belly was slashed obliquely, the moist and smooth intestines were pulled out several meters with Sowanda's forward movement.

Even so, such a Sowanda has not died on the spot, which is enough to prove that the guy who came out of Kunlun is very tenacious.

Rolling on the ground was the black buddy who was half-cut off in an attempt to escape. Even though his two forearms had already been cut off, he still crawled desperately on the ground with his two upper arms, struggling to escape the source of terror far away.

One second!

Just one more second!

He just wanted to continue to survive.

"What a joke! I have lived for more than 400 years! How can I die in such a place!?" Sowanda roared out with his last breath.

"Why not?" Behind him was the cold voice of judgment.