The old skyscraper giant, the shambling puppet monster, the clown who can't even hold a throwing knife.
What was originally a scary amusement park suddenly turned into a comedy show, without any deterrent effect at all.
Wu Ming gently raised his right hand and rotated it gently, not wanting to play anymore.
The little rays of light gathered more and more with his gestures, as bright as the sun.
"Space is shattered!" The huge light wheel was gently pushed out by Wu Ming, and everything in its path was shattered.
Whether it was the skyscraper giant or the puppets, they screamed and turned into dust, turning the ancient playground into a desolate place in the blink of an eye.
"Outsider, you are very powerful!" After cleaning up these monsters, Feng Su's figure appeared again.
She stood in mid-air, tilting her head and looking at Wu Ming, as if wondering where he came from.
But after thinking about it for a while, I reluctantly gave up.
After all, Feng Su is the youngest Seven-Star Heroic Spiritualist of the Silver Mei Tribe and has not left the Silver Mei Continent. She is not very clear about what the outside world is like and what kind of strong people there are.
"I dare not say that she is awesome, just average." Wu Ming looked modest and said: "Where is the little girl you captured? I have no intention of fighting with you. Hand her over and I will leave immediately. Think about it."
This is the territory of the Silver Meizu, and fighting is not a good way to solve the problem.
If a fire breaks out, Feng Su can ask for help from other heroic masters, but Wu Ming and the others cannot.
Therefore, if it can be resolved peacefully, it is best to resolve it peacefully.
"You want to find that little girl?" Feng Su walked down from the sky step by step and said regretfully: "But I like her very much. What if I don't want you to take her away?"
A beam of light fell from the sky and was projected directly onto Feng Su's body.
Visibly to the naked eye, Feng Su had a pair of white gloves on his hands, and his ponytails were tied up with bow ties.
White silk stockings, pink boots, silver-white battle armor, pink ribbons on both arms, and a white staff with a gold edge.
In the blink of an eye, the equipment on Feng Su's body took on a new look, and a goddess heroic spirit with closed eyes stood guarding behind her with open hands.
"Can you actually transform?" As soon as Wu Ming came up with this idea, Feng Su's staff was pointed in his hand.
Without thinking, he changes position instantly.
As soon as Wu Ming left the front leg, there was a violent explosion from where he was originally standing.
Looking back, I saw a big pit on the ground. The extremely high temperature had crystallized the ground. As you can imagine, if this hit you, it would definitely not be a comfortable thing.
"Restraint!" Feng Su's snow-white arms were wrapped with two fluttering ribbons.
Following the shouts, the ribbons came straight towards Wu Ming, like two poisonous snakes, biting towards his wrist.
Wu Ming moved his position again, trying to avoid these things.
Unexpectedly, the ribbons could also break through the space. Even though he teleported several times, he could not get rid of them.
"It's useless. My ribbons have tracking rules. Unless they restrain the target, they will follow you even if you escape to the ends of the earth." Feng Su's incarnation of Sailor Moon, both in expression and tone, has
However, whether he believed it or not, escaping like this was not an option.
After lowering his head and thinking for a moment, Wu Ming moved his hands, and a purple gourd appeared in his hands.
"Please help me, baby!" Wu Ming opened the gourd cover and threw it behind him.
The Nine-Nine Red Clouds Sanpo Gourd is like an erupting volcano, with billions of gourd sand spraying out.
The pink ribbon was the first to bear the brunt of the blow, and it was immediately shaken by the spray of gourd sand.
It's a pity that I don't know what kind of treasure the ribbon is. Even though it is like this, it is not ruined, but it looks a lot bleaker.
"Change your position!"
Feng Su raised his staff high, and the heroic goddess behind him slowly opened her eyes.
The position where the Heroic Goddess was staring was Wu Ming's treasure gourd.
At a glance, the treasure gourd and the pink ribbon suddenly changed places.
The treasure gourd that was originally in front of Wu Ming became Feng Su's ribbon, and their positions were actually swapped.
Whoosh!!
As soon as the position was changed, the ribbon suddenly became powerful and directly wrapped around Wu Ming's hands.
Wu Ming's eyes were a little more surprised. He looked at the ribbon tied around his wrist and asked doubtfully: "What kind of ability is this? It actually has such an operation?"
The Soul-Removing Gourd is an innate magic weapon, and it is controlled by the saint Wu Ming, so it should be difficult for others to control it.
But the fact was before his eyes, and he had no choice but to believe it.
"return!"
"return!"
In unison, Wu Ming and Feng Su issued orders with the word "come back".
For a moment, the ribbon pulled Wu Ming towards Feng Su, and under Wu Ming's command, the Soul-Sanding Gourd quickly flew towards his hand.
Almost at the same time, Wu Ming was pulled in front of Feng Su, and the treasure gourd flew into his hand.
Wu Ming subconsciously lifted the gourd and spit it out in front of him.
Feng Su was already prepared. He raised the staff in his hand slightly, and a light shield appeared in front of him.
The gourd sand hits the light shield, making a crisp crashing sound like rain hitting a pipa.
Taking this opportunity, Feng Su threw out the ribbons on his arms as if dancing, and in a blink of an eye, Wu Ming was tied up into a mummy.
"Time, turn back!"
An alarm clock appeared in front of Wu Ming, and the time on it pointed to 12:10.
Following his command, the time that the alarm clock was beating quickly moved backwards.
12:10 minutes, 12:9 minutes, 12:8 minutes
In the blink of an eye, time went back three minutes. Wu Ming, who was trapped in the ribbon, became blurred and reappeared in his original position.
"The power of time!" Seeing Wu Ming get out of trouble, a smile appeared on Feng Su's lips.
It is easy for a saint to reverse time in a small area.
But being able to reverse time in front of another saint-level being is not that simple.
Feng Su's own time was not affected, and the power of time only acted on Wu Ming himself.
However, she still noticed what method Wu Ming used and had a countermeasure.
"Block!" Feng Su threw the magic wand in her hand directly.
The staff rose in the wind, and in an instant it turned into a jade pillar that reached the sky and was nailed between heaven and earth.
Wu Ming immediately felt that his body felt like it was stuck in a quagmire.
This is like walking in a swamp for ordinary people. Let alone running at full strength, it is difficult for ordinary people to even take small steps.
Suppressed by the magic wand, Wu Ming frowned.
Although he hasn't tried it yet, he instinctively senses that even his body has been suppressed, and the power of time and space may not be immune to it.
"What is Feng Su's heroic spirit? Why is its power so weird? It seems to have no flaws!"
Light shield, position conversion, constraint, shock wave, suppression
In just a dozen rounds of fighting, Feng Su used five practical techniques, each of which was difficult to deal with.
Even Wu Ming found with a headache that he really didn't have a good way to deal with it, as if his ability had been restrained.
"Equivalent sealing scale!" Feng Su quickly changed gestures with his hands, and a golden scale fell from the sky.
Before Wu Ming knew what was happening, he saw Feng Su take off a white glove and throw it on the scale.
The next second, golden light flashed from the scale, directly covering his Soul-Sanding Gourd.
Wu Ming raised his eyes and saw that on the left side of the scale was a white glove, and on the right side was his Soul-Removing Gourd, which was sealed with equal value.
"No way, can this be equivalent?" Wu Ming secretly smacked his tongue, it didn't make sense no matter how he thought about it.
Feng Su had pride on his face, as if he had won a battle, and said with a smile: "How is it impossible? My gloves are very important to me, and your gourd is also very important to you. The importance, both sides are equal, and the value is of course
It’s also the same.”
"No, this is okay?" Wu Ming had the illusion that he had met a shabby guy. This is equivalent to the law of the scale. Should he be so shabby? (.)