Vol 12 Chapter 1582: Yangmou (18)

One second later.
Fang Lang backhanded out the second wooden box from his backpack.
Raise your hand.
He threw it to Cheng Nuo, 50 to 60 meters away.
Cheng Nuo reached for it.
The wooden box was carefully inspected from all sides.
after a little while.
Hurry up.
Like the previous Mirage Cheng Nuo, he used his amazing power to smash the wooden box in his hand.
After crushing, he looked at Fang Lang with cold eyes and danger.
Ugh!
Fang Lang sighed deeply in the face of a behavior that was not different from the previous Phantom Cheng Nuo.
Turn around.
He went out without saying a word.
Cheng Nuo stayed.
Suddenly, he raised his voice and growled angrily.
Boy, you lied to me with a fake and wanted to leave safely without explaining?
Fang Lang raised his left hand and shook it. He did not look back.
"I am too lazy to explain the same question to the same person twice. If you really don't understand anything, you can apply to watch a replay of "Dreamworld". My answer is in there."
what.
Cheng Nuo answered with a smile.
When Fang Lang was about to walk out of the warehouse door, he suddenly raised his voice again.
"Let it go, if it's not a mission, we will put the mission aside, kid, you don't want to know, my phantom said before, are you sure who you want to save?"
step by step.
Stop moving forward.
Without turning around, Fang Lang sighed.
"That man is fat, isn't he?"
Cheng Nuo narrowed his eyes and giggled.
"Yes it is!"
Scratching his head, Fang Lang said helplessly.
"Actually, I don’t want to see him at all now, because as long as I see him, I’m afraid I’ll feel weak and won’t be able to walk away, but at the moment I really can’t beat you. He is by you alone, better than the two of us. Will you be tied together?"
Nodded.
Cheng Nuo responded with eyes full of approval.
A long spit of polluted air.
Fang Lang slowly turned around, moved his neck, and then softly made a request.
Let me confirm the evidence that the fat man is indeed in your hands.
Cheng Nuo didn't say a word, just raised his left hand and pointed his index finger in the direction of midair.
Look in the direction of your index finger.
Fang Lang's eyes immediately turned cold.
Only at the height of the warehouse, the wind sword is suspended in the air by a metal chain like a salted fish.
His coat is long gone, and his legs are half missing.
"If you peel it off again, the fat man will be naked. If I am right, how many fat do you give birth to? Every time you create a phantom, how do you get the source power you need from him? You need certain The amount of source power, this is unique to the phantom object, and lock it in the body?"
Gritting his teeth, Fang Lang asked coldly.
More questions.
The colder the voice.
More questions.
The silver-white round stick that quietly appeared in his right hand gripped tighter.
More questions.
It seems that the more angry.
Cheng Nuo smiled.
Smile and give the answer calmly.
"I can't remember how many ghosts of the little fat man I have created. I only know that this little fat man's personality and way of doing things suits me very well. In addition, the old brother he has been yelling at is also very suitable for me. . Therefore, I always use him as bait. Every time I make Phantom Man in batches according to his blueprint, I only need to make an incision on him, and the source of power will naturally appear. Each batch of products recovers from the dream world as a whole. It’s about half an hour away."
Nodded.
The silver-white power sticking to Fang Lang's right hand quickly condensed the gray power from both ends to form a gray power shield.
At the same time, he muttered to himself.
"So I said, I really don’t know. The goddess judges you to be gentle, where is the gentleness? Compared to the really bad, I still prefer the really bad. At least I don’t need to think about anything seriously. No need to hold your hands tightly."
The voice dropped.
Fang Lang shot from the string like an arrow and rushed to Cheng Nuo, which was located at a very high place.
When he reached half the height of the stake.
Cheng Nuo bent his knees and jumped down from a height.
In midair, it instantly condensed into a black source force sledgehammer, which hit Fang Lang's head below.
Fang Lang's waist twisted.
He twisted his body 90 degrees in mid-air.
He almost missed the edge of his hammer.
At the same time he waved his left hand.
boom. boom.
Two crunching sounds sounded at the same time.
Fang Lang punched Cheng Nuo on the shoulder, and a voice came.
A sound came from the metal hammer in Cheng Nuo's hand, retracted and hit the surface of Fang Lang's gray shield again.
Fang Lang accelerated to land, and then walked back again and again.
Cheng Nuo's eyes were full of shame.
Roar.
With a low growl, he waved his hammer and chased Fang Lang like a shadow.
boom.
Fang Lang was too late to escape, and was hit by Cheng Nuo's hammer. Although there was a gray-white shield to help him stop the blow, he was hit hard and flew back.
No more than ten meters behind.
But in the second half, Fang Lang twisted vigorously in mid-air and slapped the air force with his left hand.
Blake Sutton.
Spread to the left and right.
Inside, a log wall was exposed.
Fang Lang fell to the ground along the wooden wall.
Cheng Nuo has arrived.
The main body of the hammer became dozens, attacking him from different angles.
Three or four minutes later.
boom.
Fang Lang was hit to the left with a hammer.
When he saw that he was about to hit the wall, he grabbed it.
Heisha appeared again.
Before Heisha dissipated, Fang Lang was already behind him. He grabbed a piece of wood that stood high in the air, which had just been blocked from sight.
Grab the wood, rotate 270 degrees in mid-air, and land firmly.
Before he could stand firm, Cheng Nuo's attack had already come.
After dozens of quick counterattacks.
Fang Lang retreated step by step in the hammer attack.
Behind is a solid wall.
However, Fang Lang continued to retreat, as if invisible.
boom.
His back hit the wall, and the wall turned into black sand. Fang Lang returned to the sand again, then turned to the right, and escaped Cheng Nuo's reluctance.
Seven or eight meters apart.
Cheng Nuo stopped and continued to attack.
Fang Lang also happily stood there for a while, adjusted and recovered, and quickly consumed his energy.
There is indeed a difference between real people and fake ones.
Although the magician Cheng Nuo's strength may not be much lower than Royal Cheng Nuo, but Royal Cheng Nuo can give full play to his strength, while Magician Cheng Nuo can only play 30%-40% of his own strength.
Attack with a black hammer.
In the hands of Phantom Cheng Nuo, this black source force hammer was lifted in the middle of the rules and continued to use its moves.
As for whether it corresponds exactly to the opponent's every move, it is entirely out of its considerations. ..
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