Chapter 567 The Last Battle (V)
Bai Xiaosheng was only with Jiang Ziyue, but this question was obviously not addressed to her.
"The technology has been innovated again. Let Jiang Mingyang stay alive and tell him that I want to study it."
On the other side of the monitor, an independent monitor showed Lin Xiling's image.
At this time, Lin Xiling was leaning on a chair in the laboratory, with her little feet swaying on the laboratory table. Jiang Qianyue had long disappeared.
"You haven't answered my question yet!"
Bai Xiaosheng complained with a dark face. Her curiosity was not inferior to Lin Xiling, but she was more gossipy. Lin Xiling was more willing to explore the truth.
"If you want to know, let him stay alive. If he doesn't enter the laboratory and doesn't go to the laboratory table, how can I know what it is."
Lin Xiling is not a good person. It is impossible for ordinary people to dig out useful things from her mouth.
It is obvious that Bai Xiaosheng is just an ordinary person, and she has no way to pry open Lin Xiling's mouth.
"Damn bitch, sooner or later I will broadcast Jiang Mingyang to please you!"
Bai Xiaosheng complained angrily, but he did not bother with Lin Xiling anymore. He kept tapping Jiang Mingyang with his slender jade fingers.
Lin Xiling did not care. Not to mention whether there would be a day, even if there really was a day when Jiang Mingyang pleased her, Bai Xiaosheng would never have the chance to spy and secretly film.
Bai Xiaosheng quickly conveyed Lin Xiling's order. Jiang Mingyang happened to be fighting with a five-man team.
Since Holyfield Doug's mutation, the other four people have also undergone subtle changes, making them more powerful in attack and more resilient.
Jiang Mingyang was confused about the situation and was fighting with the five people to observe. Suddenly, Bai Xiaosheng's order came to his ears.
"Let me leave one alive?"
Jiang Mingyang widened his eyes in anger, and then asked angrily: "What kind of people are these! Why do you want to leave them alive?"
What a joke, he was asked to hold back and catch a live person before he even knew the enemy's situation.
This is no longer confidence, this is a naked pitfall.
"No comment!"
Bai Xiaosheng was also straightforward. She was angry with Lin Xiling, so she took it out on Jiang Mingyang.
"No comment, you all treat me like a fool, you really think I have a good temper!"
Jiang Mingyang was also angry, and the terrifying flames rose up, instantly shaking off the five people who were fighting.
Although Jiang Mingyang was arrogant and domineering, he was not stupid at all.
The order conveyed by Lin Xiling seemed to be unreasonable and unreasonable, but Jiang Mingyang heard the mystery from it.
Since Lin Xiling asked him to keep them alive, it meant that he could easily crush the five people.
Even if he couldn't crush them easily, at least it wouldn't be troublesome to deal with them, otherwise Lin Xiling would never say so.
In other words, Lin Xiling had already seen through them, and Jiang Mingyang didn't need to study and analyze them anymore, he just needed to suppress them with all his strength.
"Nine Styles of the Blazing Sun·Flame Flash!"
A spark flashed brightly and darkly, and Jiang Mingyang's figure disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already beside Holyfield Edward.
"Nine Styles of the Blazing Sun·Gathering Flames!"
The terrifying flames gathered crazily in his right fist, and Jiang Mingyang's right fist was like a branding iron, hitting Holyfield Edward's chest heavily.
Poof...
Holyfield Edward spurted blood and flew backwards, with a bloody hole in his chest, but his flesh and blood healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Hmph, I want to see, is it you who heals faster, or me who destroys faster!"
Jiang Mingyang took advantage of the victory to pursue, and Flame Flash launched another pursuit, and the other four rushed to rescue from all directions, trying to stop Jiang Mingyang's offensive.
"Hmph, a bunch of scoundrels want to stop me?"
Jiang Mingyang snorted disdainfully, and then roared: "Nine Styles of the Fiery Sun·Firebird!"
The terrifying flames rose up, turning into a flaming golden crow flapping its wings and screaming, nimbly avoiding the four people like a seagull, and crashing directly into Holyfield Edward who was flying backwards.
"Damn it! Demonic Wolf Guardian!"
Holyfield Edward had no way to avoid it, and had to summon psychic weapons for defense.
As soon as Holyfield Edward gave the order, his arms split into countless flesh and blood, weaving into shape in front of him, turning into a wolf head shield with a mouth open and roaring.
The shield was transformed into something similar to the appearance between energy and entity in an instant. At first glance, it looked like it was made of energy, but if you look closely, you will find that it is a entity!
This is also the most terrifying part!
For psychic weapons to be materialized, you must wait until the Foundation Establishment Realm. Even the most evil genius and leader cannot materialize psychic weapons in the Qi Refining Realm.
This is not only a realm barrier, but also a barrier to the essence of life, and no one can do it.
However, this scene happened very quickly, and even the foundation-building masters present did not notice it, thinking that it was just an energy shield.
As the leader of the Holyfield family, it is normal for the five people to combine energy and spiritual weapons.
But Jiang Mingyang, as the person involved, has been using high-precision monitoring to remotely observe Lin Xiling and saw this scene clearly.
"Bai Xiaosheng, record and slow down the part where the magic wolf guards!"
Lin Xiling's beautiful eyes were burning, full of enthusiasm and excitement, as if she had discovered a rare treasure.
As the slow-motion continued, Lin Xiling excitedly murmured like a dream: "It's great, I wanted to relax, but I didn't expect to get unexpected gains one after another.
Tell Jiang Mingyang that I want that Edward, and he can deal with the other four as he pleases."
When Bai Xiaosheng passed the order, Jiang Mingyang had already rushed to Holyfield Edward.
"You think I'm a big shot in the Foundation Establishment Realm? I can spare anyone alive if I want!"
Jiang Mingyang pursed his lips and roared, while performing his fighting skills again, roaring: "Nine Styles of the Fiery Sun·Gathering Flames!"
The flames that covered the sky and the sun instantly condensed to Jiang Mingyang's toes, and his toes, as bright as the sun, stabbed directly at the shield on Holyfield Edward's chest.
With the improvement of his own quality and the continuous fighting, Jiang Mingyang's use of the Nine Styles of the Fiery Sun has reached a very proficient level.
Although he is not as perfect as Jiang Ziyue, the conversion and connection of the nine major moves have been practiced by heart.
Jiang Ziyue's Fiery Flames were also learned by Jiang Mingyang.
The firebird needs a lot of flames to take off, change direction, and fly. After the moves are over, those flames will be wasted, but Jiang Mingyang uses the gathering of flames to gather them again, raising the firebird's offensive to the limit.
The reason why Jiang Mingyang can think of these is not because he is a genius or a demon, but because the Nine Styles of the Fiery Sun created by the ancestor of the Jiang family are exquisite.
If it weren't for the exquisite and recyclable Nine Styles of the Fiery Sun, even Jiang Mingyang couldn't do it.
The golden sun hit the black shield, which was not only a collision between black and white, but also a contest between light and darkness.
At the moment of the collision, the terrifying shock wave spread like a hurricane, and the flames exploded into a golden mushroom cloud that soared into the sky.
"Not good!"
Liang Qiuhai and Yi Honghui were in a hurry, occupying the east and west sides of the administrative building, and exerting their own strength to suppress the power of the explosion.
They never dreamed that the collision of the fighting skills of two physical training warriors could actually burst out the power of the Qi training warriors!
If the explosion is not stopped in time, it will affect most of the city center.
Just when Yi Honghui had no time to care about him, Holyfield Quick showed a cold smile...