Chapter 103 The Coquettishness of That Punch

"Hmm!" The cold hum came from the wings, and the wolf's eyes were condensing. If I compare the speed, how would I be afraid of you?

In the face of the lightning of the old man pretending to be Tang, A Lang straightened up and went straight forward.

He played his speed to the extreme, and on the road, he only saw a faint figure sliding past under the dim light.

In an hour, the two met, and the wolf took action like the wind. His four fingers were strong and powerful. His fingertips broke through the air and made a low sound. He made an arrow-like move, aiming at two fatal places in the old man's throat and heart.

At the beginning of the action, A Lang went all out. He knew that the old man was strong. If he was given a chance to breathe, he would face a thunderous counterattack, not for himself. Even for the two women who were captured, he could not let such a situation happen.

Feel the wolf's powerful move, and the old man's eyes slipped through a trace of solemnity. With a little speed alone, he would not lose to himself, but this is the only way to live his age?

In the rapid movement, the old man put his hands together and made all kinds of mysterious and strange movements.

Wo! Wow! Wow!

The sound is like the screams from the fierce ghost of hell around the wolf's ear, and it goes directly to the heart. Looking around, there are floating figures around. How can there be a shadow of a bloated old man in Tangzhuang?

"Poison wolf boy, say you are stupid, you are really a straw man, how can I use brute force? It should be noted that fighting power is the next strategy. The two armies are against each other and attacking the heart is the best. This is a lost fantasy created by me for many years. The clearer the five senses, the easier it is to get lost in. Hahaha..." The old man laughed presumptuously and looked at the wolf standing still like a fool on the opposite side. He felt very comfortable.

Then, the old man put away his smile, stared at the wolf's every move, and was ready to attack at any time.

Fantasy? Another fantasy?

Wolf tried his best to break through one shadow after another, but the feeling of powerless hands made him feel helpless. This hateful old man, if he caught him, he must be good-looking.

In an hour, a blue light flashed, and a sharp sword suddenly flew straight to the blue light, with rapid and fierce speed.

chi!

Wolf lightningly grabbed the blade, regardless of whether it was sharp or not, and even ignored whether the shining blue blade was poisonous or not.

"Fake?" As soon as the sharp sword came, the cold light was clear and felt. Why is it still fake? The palm slid across the blade, just like shaking in the air, the same powerless.

"Bang!"

The next moment, the wolf's waist and eyes were opened, and the force penetrated straight through the inner abdomen, and he involuntarily flew backwards more than ten meters.

Poo!

A big mouth of blood spit out, and the wolf didn't have time to check the injury. A carp straightened up and quickly turned over and stood up, "Damn it, this old ghost is hiding in the fantasy. This is tricky!"

Woo-hoo!

A burst of night owling, and the sound pointed straight to the original heart. Although the wolf did not feel afraid, the dry, like the sound of a blunt knife, made the heart of the person who heard it was like a cat scratch, indescribably uncomfortable.

A wolf is not afraid of ghosts, because he does not have a specific image of ghosts in his heart, but the series of ghosts that all the old men painstakingly made have no impact on him, but every time he makes some sounds from the ghost's mouth, as if with magic, it can always stimulate his heart.

"See the mind and stick to the true self." The wolf stood by himself and let the ghosts cry and howled. The phantom was heavy, and he still held Yuan Shouyi. He thought of the experience of escaping from the fantasy last trip. He thought that he could only adhere to the true self, ignore all the shaky things around him, and turn off the five senses at the same time, and only rely on the battlefield literacy that he had sharpened on the edge of life and death in the past.

Up to now, this battle can be said to be very unfavorable to the wolf, because this is a novel way of playing. He has never met it before. Up to now, not to mention hurting the enemy, even the corners of the enemy's clothes have not been touched.

If it is a clear posture, no matter how strong the opponent is, the wolf is not afraid, but like now, he is obviously treated as a monkey. Even if he has the ability to stab the sky, there is no place to use it.

Reached out and touched his waist, where he had just been punched. Although it had recovered, the wolf still had lingering palpitations. What if the next attack by the other party was the heart and the throat? Can you avoid it yourself?

Wo! Oh! Oh!

There was a sound of breaking the sky. Although the wolf closed his eyes at this moment, he could also describe what kind of scene it was. It was a hidden weapon as thin as a cow's hair, flying straight to his face with the harsh sound of breaking the sky.

"Fantasy? True?" At the speed of the hidden weapon, I'm afraid it will stab your face in less than two seconds. Do you hide?

jumped up and flashed the hidden weapon that appeared in my head. When I opened my eyes, I saw a green light flashing away. It was indeed a phantom, a real phantom.

"Hm?" At this moment, a fist shadow appeared in his eyes, getting bigger and bigger, and the fist blowing the short hair root like a wolf's steel needle upside down.

Choice!

A difficult choice, really? Fake?

No matter, even if it's fake, you won't lose anything, but if it's true, the custody will bloom.

The gums bit tightly, the wolf picked up his hand, punched, and slid straight past. It's not surprising that it was just aimed at the overall attack.

No effort, no effort, what is the truth? What is fake?

A Lang was irritable. It was difficult for anyone to maintain a normal heart after being teased like this. It was rare for him to persist for so long.

"Hey! Are you in a hurry? After all, he is a young man. Although his perseverance is good, his fantasy can't be broken by perseverance alone. Time is almost over. It's time to end. Tang pretended to pull the corners of his mouth, and his jaw muscles pulled his lips, making the whole mouth form an extremely sinister sneer. He was very satisfied to see the wolf standing in the open space and constantly waving his fists.

Originally, this battle should have ended a long time ago, but this boy is too sensitive. The punch he just attacked was dangerous and dangerous. If he hadn't flashed quickly, he was afraid that he would have been pulled by the other party and forced to fight hard. Even so, he was not afraid, but he could take it wisely. Why should he fight against him?

The old man knows how to make trade-offs and wants him to give up his strengths and fight with the wolf, unless it is a critical moment.

Choo! jiu！ jiu！

"Are you still coming?" Three ghost sobs sounded, and an armored skeleton warrior appeared in front of him. The skeleton warrior was more than nine feet tall, holding a big axe in his hand, holding a rapid power, and splitting towards the wolf head.

"Come on!" Such a shape, you don't have to know it's an illusion. Where can a real person look like this?

Thinking so in his heart, the wolf did not dodge and let the huge plate axe hit his head. Although he could not open his eyes by the strong wind from the axe blade, he was still motionless.

It's close.

is closer.

Bang!!!

The explosion sounded, and the wolf, who stood proudly with his hand in the first second, was now punched out and had a close contact with the oncoming axe blade.

However, it is surprising that the plate axe is not an axe, but a fist. The dry fist shows that the owner of this fist is an old man. Yes, this is the old man in Tangzhuang who stands aside and thinks it is an opportunity to take advantage of.

"Don't go when you come!!!" Facing the old man's inexplicable eyes, the wolf took action at the right time, clasped the old man's wrist, restrained one arm like iron pliers, and one leg of lightning pulled out, like a whip on the old man's chest.

"Bum!" Blood splashed, and the old man fell down and flew out like a broken kite. His huge and bloated figure fell to the ground like a large basketball. At the same time, he hit a big pit on the strong cement pavement. At the same time, he bounced up from the pit, followed by falling, and bounced up. Over and over again, he fell still more than a dozen times in a row.

At this moment, the old man's face is as white as paper, his chest is sunken, and he has more breath and less air intake. I guess he can't live.

A Wolf hated his legs and gathered all his strength on his legs. He hated the other party for taking advantage of the fantasy again and playing around, so he even used a hint of shock. Sure enough, although the old man was strong, he still couldn't stand his full blow.

"The strength is good, and the power is strong enough, but in the end, it's old and the mind is too simple." When he came to the old man, he saw that the other party's eyes were open angrily and he couldn't close his eyes. The wolf's face was expressionless, but there was a trace of disdain at the corners of his mouth.

In the previous fantasy, A wolf was stimulated by the hallucinations created by the old man again and again. In desperation, he deliberately showed irritability and anger. Although he did not know where the old man was, he believed that the other party must be secretly watching him somewhere and paying attention to his every move.

Sure enough, not long after he showed his irritable mood, the huge armored skeleton warrior appeared. From the moment the skeleton warrior appeared, the wolf knew that this was a trap.

In the previous fantasy, a series of attacks were all sharp swords, hidden weapons and other things that existed in life. Even ghosts still attacked with their hands or fists, but this armored skeleton holding a large plate and axe appeared too abruptly. May I ask where would such a thing appear in reality?

The illusory axe attack is to make the wolf misunderstand. The misunderstanding is false. In addition, he is tired and will definitely not dodge or fight back. The old man just hides in the illusion and can kill the wolf.

Unfortunately, the skeleton warrior is too fake, and anyone can see it, so it has attracted the attention of the wolf.

He was calm on the surface, but secretly he was on guard. Sure enough, the facts were the same as imagined, and the old man, who was good at hand, died due to a momentary negligence. If it was a clear shot, it was still unknown who would win or lose.

"...do you understand?" In a few words, Wolf explained to the old man how he found flaws and then turned defeat into victory. He just didn't want the old man to die without closing his eyes.

"No... I didn't expect... I... My heavenly machine studied hallucinations... All my life, but finally died in the hands of... This time, this report was caused by... greed... Little brother, there is a piece of jade on my neck..." After listening to the simple story of the wolf, Lin The dead old man showed a look of regret.

Then, he said intermittently that the reason why he could create a fantasy was because of a magical jade pendant on his neck, which he accidentally got many years ago. His decades of research only played part of the function of jade, so he could be a fantasy. The reason why he came to kill the wolf this time was also for the 10 million reward. He needed 10 million to save his granddaughter's life.

He died at the hands of the wolf, and he had no complaints. He only hoped to exchange his granddaughter's life with the secret of the jade pendant.

He hopes that the wolf can save his granddaughter's life.

"Wolf... Little brother, do you agree? I would like to... exchange decades of experience for you... a promise, if you agree, I will immediately tell you about Peiyu and... the method of creating fantasy. Speaking intermittently, the old man opened his dim yellow eyes and looked at the wolf full of Xiyi, and did not hide his love for licking his granddaughter.