Chapter 574: The Evil Eye Reappears (Part 4)
"Extreme attack!"
Jiang Mingyang's eyes bulged, and the power of blood and qi exploded from Dantian, instantly spreading throughout the body through the spiritual network.
The power of blood and qi surged and burned, and the upper limit of the blood and qi value soared to more than 2000, and the physical strength was even more terrifying.
The height soared to two and a half meters, like a human-shaped beast, giving people a great sense of oppression.
The first level of Qi Refining Realm only has 1000 blood and qi value, and Jiang Mingyang is now almost 2000, which is simply horrifying.
Jiang Mingyang in the extreme attack form is a crushing existence for the warriors in the Body Refining Realm.
Although Jiang Mingyang's blood and qi power has not yet transformed into spiritual power, it is also extremely lethal to the warriors in the first level of Qi Refining Realm.
Jiang Mingyang's already strong muscles expanded and strengthened at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if he was wearing a set of muscle armor.
The blood-red fine lines appeared on the rock-like skin.
As the lines continued to spread, Jiang Mingyang's skin quickly contracted, becoming tight and tough like a rock, solid and iron-like.
The metallic skin echoed the blood-red light, as if he was coated with a layer of physical and energy armor.
Just a combat skill not only doubled Jiang Mingyang's combat power, but also strengthened his high attack and high defense to the extreme.
At this moment, Jiang Mingyang was like an enhanced humanoid weapon, with destructive power and defense that demons feared.
"No matter who wants to kill me, you have to pay the price!
Even if the Pope comes today, I will bite off a piece of his flesh. This is my way of dealing with the world!"
Jiang Mingyang roared ferociously, and the terrifying flames surrounded him, as if the flame god of war had descended to the world, tyrannical, cruel, and brutal, but also rippling with a trace of divinity.
"Nine Styles of the Fiery Sun·Fire Spirit! Flame Flash!"
Jiang Mingyang performed two combat skills in succession, not only increasing his own strength again, but also almost reaching the extreme speed.
Roar...
The ugly fat monster roared and rushed towards Jiang Mingyang. Jiang Mingyang dodged slightly and rushed towards the five-member team of the Holyfield family with a terrifying flame.
They collapsed on the rooftop. Although their injuries were not fatal, they were pressed to the ground by several pressures and did not even have the strength to escape.
"Jiang Mingyang! What do you want to do!"
Holyfield Edward discovered Jiang Mingyang's intention and roared in horror.
"What? Of course, I will send you to the west!
I don't want to be taken advantage of by you clowns after both sides are injured!"
Jiang Mingyang smiled grimly and turned into a terrifying firebird and swooped down on the five people.
"No, no! I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to..."
The shrill screams were swallowed by the flames and turned into flames burning.
The flames swayed like a sea of flowers, the high temperature was twisted like glass, the screams echoed like a sad song, and the heart-wrenching sound resounded through the night sky.
Whether it was Holyfield Edward or Holyfield Julie, they were not the sum of Jiang Mingyang's attacks.
"Fire!"
"Fire!"
"Fire!"
"Fire!"
Four brilliant fireworks rose into the sky and exploded, like the last brilliant movement of life, releasing the last trace of cruel beauty.
Holyfield Edward, who was still alive, was held in Jiang Mingyang's hand, his eyes full of fear and despair.
"Tsk, a bunch of garbage."
Jiang Mingyang spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm and threw Holyfield Edward directly out of the rooftop.
Since Lin Xiling wanted Holyfield Edward, there must be a way to recover him. Jiang Mingyang was not in the mood to care about that now.
He plundered four targets in succession, and after the system devoured them, it fed back Jiang Mingyang's power crazily.
That power, similar to the power of blood and qi but different, crazily strengthened his blood, muscles, bones and spiritual network, and the strongest nine refinements also started to operate automatically.
As the name suggests, the Nine Strong Refinings is the strongest method of body refining. It has only one function from beginning to end, that is, to create the strongest body.
Under the effects of extreme attacks and the Nine Strong Refinings, Jiang Mingyang is now like a magical metal that has been burned red, and there are countless resources to add.
As long as it is tempered and forged enough, it can be made into the most perfect divine iron.
After plundering the four people, he has a constant supply of supplements. As long as he is not killed instantly by the ugly fat monster, he can take the opportunity to temper his body and grow stronger step by step.
"What about the Qi Refining Realm? Watch me break it with one force!"
After getting rid of Holyfield Edward, Jiang Mingyang roared to the sky, and he didn't dodge or evade to fight the ugly fat monster head-on!
"No!"
Liang Qiuhai was very anxious, and Yi Honghui also shouted anxiously: "Having the combat power of the Qi Refining Realm does not mean that you can fight against the Qi Refining Realm. Don't mess around!"
At the same time, the dead silent live broadcast room also exploded.
"Hahaha, you clown who doesn't know what he can do. You really think you can do whatever you want with a little talent.
Reality will teach you how to behave, and society will teach you to be restrained!"
"Hahaha, you big fool, you actually want to fight head-on, is your brain full of muscles?"
"Oh my god, I'm dying of laughter, there are actually such people in the world."
The foreign-loving dogs laughed wildly, trying to use this to bring bad luck to Jiang Mingyang, so that the foreign man they admired would have a chance to win.
The live broadcast room was almost dominated by foreign-loving dogs, because the ambitious young people were silent.
They were silent not because Jiang Mingyang didn't know what he could do, but because of Jiang Mingyang's fearless fighting spirit.
Knowing that he couldn't win, knowing that the gap was obvious, knowing that he was in danger of death, he still did it without hesitation.
Jiang Mingyang is not reckless, but is telling everyone with practical actions that this is the attitude that the descendants of Yan and Huang should have, and this is the aura that the children of China should have.
What is the joy of life, and what is the fear of death.
Morning bells and evening drums, use war to cultivate the mind, use war to cultivate the nature, and use war to survive.
People of our generation who practice martial arts only hear the morning bells, not the evening drums, and only fight for the day and night, not the end of the year.
Fight for a lifetime, fight for a lifetime, regardless of honor and disgrace, regardless of right and wrong, just to have a clear conscience!
"Elemental shield!"
The mysterious lines on Jiang Mingyang's skin surged towards his left hand like a tide, and an energy shield condensed in the air half a meter in front of his left palm.
The shield was only a thin layer, but it was like a solid force field, as if it was condensed from a transparent gem.
The shield seemed to be able to withstand everything, even if you look at it with your naked eyes, you can feel its toughness.
"Nine Styles of the Fiery Sun·Gathering Flames!"
Then Jiang Mingyang stood sideways, retracted his fist and right abdomen, and the terrifying power gathered crazily towards his right fist.
The ugly fat monster rushed in front of him, Jiang Mingyang's eyes shrank suddenly, and he roared with all his strength: "Break the mountain!"
A simple horse stance punch, but it contains everything Jiang Mingyang has learned.
He used the Nine Styles of the Fiery Sun·Gathering Flames to accumulate power, and used the extreme attack and killing method to operate, but finally doubled the explosive power with the collapse fist technique.
The original powerful moves, after the accumulation of flames, extreme attack and killing, and the collapse fist amplification, burst out with unprecedented terrifying power.
Jiang Mingyang's punching speed was extremely slow, as if a huge force was pressed on his fist.
But his speed was extremely fast, as if time had stopped because of this punch, and only his fist was moving in the world.
Boom boom...
The heavy punch hit the chest of the ugly fat monster, like a heavy artillery shell exploding and raising a mushroom cloud again...