Chapter 135 Big Seal

If you look up and look over, large and small stones will fall sparsely. The sky is full of dust and chaos, and you can't even see the number of stones, not to mention finding a disguised magic master in it.

But in the satellite monitoring screen, there is a flashing red dot falling quickly in a piece of gray, which is like putting a night pearl in a pile of rubble, eye-catching, eye-catching, and can't be noticed.

The location of the fall is near the back of Yong Bowen. Every distance, the direction will be carefully corrected.

Obviously, although this one had just been blown up by a missile, he was still heartless and planned to fight back against the Jedi and give Yongda Tianshi a sneak attack.

Although Yong Bowen is highly skilled, he has never been bold. He has never thought of letting the enemy come close to attack and then cast spells to defeat him. Then he said with a cold smile that I have known your position for a long time. That's not a master of art and boldness. It's called a brain-damage. Any mage with some common sense will not do such a stupid thing. Because you never know what means a mage has in his hand. Even the purple emblem master dares not say that it is okay to be close to a silver emblem.

I think there was such a thing when the European Mage Association was first established. There is a small mage group, which is dissatisfied with the fact that the mage association divides the magic world into several large pieces and is divided by several major forces, and announced that it will fight with the mage association to the end. They are small and weak, and the only way to fight is terrorism, constantly launching terrorist attacks on the newly established associations of mages. This kind of terrorist attack reached the highest ** in the third year of the establishment of the Mage Association. A low-level mage of the group met with the chairman of the Mage Committee at that time for the reason of denouncement of the group. He directly issued the soul-based death withering spell attached to the body, turning the surrounding 50 meters of the interrogation room into an absolute In the dead area, even if the director's magic is strong and there are countless guards, he can't resist this strong suicide attack. He only persists for less than three seconds, and then assimilated into ashes with the guard and the low-level mage. Of course, the final outcome of this matter is to make the Mage Association attach great importance to this small terrorist group, launch the first general mobilization since its establishment, and finally uproot the small group. Another consequence of this incident is that the Mage Association has specially formulated a safety clause. Any essential personnel of the association are not allowed to have face-to-face contact with extremely dangerous people. At the beginning, they saw one in the restricted room through the glass and the other outside the room. Now that the technology is advanced, they have video contact with each other. The legal safe distance between them is two kilometers.

Although Yong Bowen does not know such a classic case of the Mage Association, he has always adhered to safety first. In the past, close blood battles were helpless. Since he had a long-distance cloth gun, he has always been a cold gun far away, and he will not be close to him! At this time, the position of the shadow was locked with the satellite. How could it be polite? He raised the long-range cloth gun, pulled out a USB cable from the tail of the buttstock and plugged it into his laptop. It was a shot at the chaotic sky, and he didn't even aim at it.

But from the monitoring screen, it can be seen that the bullet that shot out flew straight to the dark shadow of the camouflage, like a meteor, and hit the target in the blink of an eye.

I saw a brilliant thunderstorm between the rocks, but in the middle of the thunder was a dark shadow like a coal ball.

The dark shadow screamed and fell, and danced. On the way, it was still willing to fall into the enemy. It struggled to kick under a nearby falling stone, rushed out like a bird, and hid in a pile of falling gravel like lightning and disappeared in an instant.

This hidden art is used to this extent, which is also rare in the world, and it is a master.

Yongda Tianshi sneered twice. He raised his hand and shot again, and still didn't even aim. The action was called a crisp, chic and beautiful, and the sound exploded in the rocks in the air. This time, a mass of fire exploded. The heat was so high, but even the nearby stones burned and cracked. In the middle of the fire, there was a dark shadow. He screamed and fell out. This time, it was as black as burned charcoal residue, and the residue fell straight down.

The dark shadow fell straight down and fell less than three meters in front of Yong Bowen. Suddenly, there was a muffled sound, as if a large paper shell box fell to the ground, splashing a large piece of dust.

Among the flying dust, the dark shadow jumped up.

"Li Ba Li Ba Di, estimated Ha Ha Di, Da La Ni Di, Ni Gala Di, Wei Ma Li Di, Mahaga Di..."

In the loud reading, a huge blood-red and smelly palm came through the dust and patted the door of Yong Bowen while breathing.

Yong Bowen withdrew and retreated, and the two yellow scarf wrestlers standing behind him, that is, Huang Yi and Huang Er, stepped up at the same time and stood in front of Yong Bowen.

Huang Yi raised his palm and slapped the bloody hand. Huang's body is huge, and the palm is like a door panel, but the dust-breaking bloody hand is actually comparable to Huang Yi's palm on the head.

The two palms were connected, and there was a crisp sound. The bloody hand lines did not move, but Huang Yi retreated in a hurry. The red light flashed on his chest, and a muffled sound of the waves actually blew out a big hole, and the core of the soul shot out of the hole.

Yong Bowen couldn't help but be stunned.

At this time, he had also seen the kung fu of robbing the big handprints in the battle with the four directions. Although the power was fierce, it was not strange. He thought that it was no problem to take over the handprint with the strong body of the yellow scarf wrestler, but he never expected that even the core of the soul was blown out with only such a slap.

This blow is really weird.

Yong Bowen's heart was greatly sad, and he didn't know whether the core of the soul was damaged. At that moment, he grabbed the core of the flying soul in his hand. He didn't have to look carefully for a moment and put it away first to avoid loss.

At this moment, some Huang Er has grabbed it later, and the bloody hand broke out of the dust for the second time, which is even bigger than just two times. Even the giant palm of the yellow scarf and wrestler is far worse than it.

Huang Er maintains a relatively high intellectual water among many yellow scarf wrestlers. With Huang Yi's lesson from the front car, how can he rush to touch it rashly, roar, take off the flame tube from his back, and spewed a flame at the bloody hand. The fire spewing out is the authentic samadhi fire, which is burning the bloody hand. However, although the bloody hand was burning, and the black smoke came out, it did not retreat. Through the flame, he slapped on the flame tube, and heard a bang. The whole flame tube burst on the spot, and the samadhi fire that had not been spewed out splashed out like a rainstorm, falling all over Huang Er.