Forty Millenniums of Cultivation Chapter 1971: Battle Blood Hawk!

After finishing this sentence, Zhao Lie pressed his lips tightly, and without further ado, put the machete with a broken blade into the ground, and studded himself with spiked armor and even leather clothes. They all took off slowly and put it on the handle of the machete, revealing a strong muscle.

His figure is like a combination of a bear, a tiger and a cheetah. His shoulders are as wide as a bear, his chest is thick like a tiger, and his waist is flexible like a hunting leopard like. It shows a perfect inverted triangle. When it is motionless, There is a faint flow of explosive power.

On his entire chest, a lifelike, flying red falcon was tattooed, and his wings extended all the way to the biceps of his arms.

Do a few warm-ups at will, and the **** wings will fly up and down. It looks like a Blood Hawk. He will whistle out of his body and tear all the prey!

Zhao Lie has no expression on his face, slowly stretches out his right arm, and gestures a "please" gesture to Gu Zhengyang.

The Zhao Chong and "Iron and Blood Youth League" behind him yelled, and many villagers started the chariot covered with steel plates, connected end to end, and surrounded a large diameter of more than 20 meters around the two. ring.

This is their battlefield.

On top of Evil Earth, expert is the most respected one. One-on-one, with one-on-one, using force to resolve differences is already the most kind and "peaceful" one.

So far, Gu Zhengyang has nothing to say. He called Han Te and Liu Li and asked him to wave them out of the chariot rim, and tore off his armor and armor.

He did n’t have tattoo on his body, but at the moment of tearing his suit, a piece of waxy skin, which had been seriously ill, had a metallic bronze color.

The thin figure may not be as majestic as the Zhao Lie, but the hundreds of scars crisscrossing and shocking are a medal that is more powerful than tattoo.

"cough cough, cough cough cough cough!"

Gu Zhengyang coughed lightly, and many ugly scars continued to creep, like a bunch of worms gnawing at his blood.

Seeing his bruised body, I thought of his past contribution to Peace Stronghold, how to develop a small village of only a few hundred people, struggling at the life and death line, to the scale of thousands of people today, so prosperous Many villagers sighed.

Even the villagers who are more inclined to Zhao Lie lowered their heads in shame at this time. I do n’t know if they should support Gu Zhengyang or Zhao Lie.

Even Zhao Lie himself, when Gu Zhengyang exposed so many scars, eye Divine Capital fluctuated a bit.

But the fluctuations were soon frozen by a more ruthless light.

"shuā!"

Zhao Lie pulled out a sealed metal can from the leather sac tied to the thigh and threw it towards Gu Zhengyang: "Village Chief, do n’t say I bully you seriously ill, this is the latest formula of battlefield stimulant, there is instant suppression The injury, the effect of improving nerve acuity, just fell from the sky last night, do you want to try it? "

Gu Zhengyang weighed the metal can in his palm, and tossed it back toward Zhao Lie. Suddenly his eyebrows were raised, and he shouted, "No more!"

The voice is not down, this thin man who was just sick and sick, suddenly turned into an angry King Kong, "Tou 噔 噔 噔", four consecutive steps, each step differs not much 3-5 meters distance, stepping on the ground deep footprints, toward Zhao Lie Pounced.

Every step was taken, the metallic luster on his body was more intense, and when he was in front of Zhao Lie, the whole person was already cast like copper.

Especially his right arm, in addition to the metallic luster, has a crystal clear feeling, as if it were made of diamond!

"Come well!"

Zhao Lie also opened his eyes wide, groaning, and did not catch the metal cans thrown back by Gu Zhengyang, but lifted his feet and kicked the metal cans back toward his opponent.

When the jar is still in midair, he can't bear the Spiritual Energy he blasted into it, and it keeps expanding and exploding!

"Bang!"

Shards of battlefield stimulants and metal cans, like a heavenly daughter scattering flowers, seems like a torrential shower, and the screaming head hits Gu Zhengyang!

Rao is Gu Zhengyang, no matter how hard it is, it will inevitably be obscured by the liquid and metal fragments in the sky and disrupt the rhythm.

Zhao Lie took advantage of this opportunity to hurry up and emit a steam engine-like whine.

When inhaling, the entire lower abdomen was deeply sunken, and only the First Level skin was separated from the posterior crest beam, but the chest was raised high, as if there were hundreds of bombs exploding inside.

The opposite is true in blazing, the abdomen is round like a drum, but the chest collapses strangely, and the roots of the ribs are distinct.

Such deep humming, repeated three times per second, blinking time, the red mans on the chest Blood Hawk tattoo all over the body.

Especially his right arm is swelled by a round, which is half a foot longer than before, five fingers "kā kā" become longer, and the joints and fingertips have shining bone spurs!

“hōng!”

The two were make a move at the same time and dodge at the same time.

A large ghost paw appeared out of thin air, wiped Gu Zhengyang's shoulder and flew past, took three **** shreds of meat from his hard shoulder, and burned deeply on the ground behind him He grabbed a pit that was half a foot deep and more than two meters long. It was like the footprints of a dinosaur.

A gleam of golden light, the fists of purple electricity rushed out of the fist of Gu Zhengyang, dangerously and dangerously passed the left rib of Zhao Lie and slammed into an armored chariot behind him, making a deafening roar .

It is clearly separated by a distance of 3-5 meters. This armored chariot overlaps the door of the Third Level steel plate, and it is deeply sunken. Like a bombardment by the siege hammer, the entire battle is accompanied by a harsh noise. The cars have moved sideways by five or six meters, causing a lot of dust!

All the villagers were deeply shocked by the amazing make a move of Gu Zhengyang and Zhao Lie, and for a time they even forgot to shout.

Even Li Yao was secretly shocked, and sincerely admired the strangeness and fierceness of Cultivation Technique on Evil Earth.

The absolute strength of Gu Zhengyang and Zhao Lie is naturally far inferior to his Spirit Transformation Grade's top-tier expert.

But their squeezing efficiency for life and divine soul has reached an incomparable degree.

It ’s simple and crude. If Li Yao has 100 points of life and divine soul, it can exert combat of 105 points.

Then they may have 20 points of life and divine soul, but under the urge of various extreme Cultivation Technique and deadly divine ability, they can inspire 30 points of combat force!

The creation of these Cultivation Technique and divine ability, and even the Immortal Cultivator of the entire Evil Earth, are all fierce hybrids, but they are indeed evil geniuses!

Li Yao is silent, silently perceiving the operation of the Spiritual Energy of the two Evil Earth expert, learning the essence, and preparing to integrate into their own Spiritual Energy operation model.

"Old Yao ..."

Han Te pulled the Li Yao's manipulator with some worry.

"Do n’t worry, look again."

Li Yao is oscillated with Primordial Spirit. Enter the information deep into Han Te neural field, "Your Master still has the power to fight."

Between the armored tanks, it has become a sea of ​​Blood Claw and punches.

Between the dust and the sky, only a red and a golden streamer can be seen faintly. Hearing deafening, such as the loud noise of the collapse of a tall building, let everyone stretch their necks, and they cannot see the two fighting the process of.

When it was time and time, a huge **** ghost claw was found in the dust. Everyone thought it was Zhao Lie ’s attack again. Who knew this **** ghost claw seemed to have his own will , Actually grabbed an armored tank that served as a guardrail, tore off a steel plate from "kā chā" above, and smashed it into the sand and dust!

Only listening to Gu Zhengyang snorting, the bronze streamer instantly dimmed, and among the sand and dust, there were blood shadows!

"Ah!"

Han Te, Liu Li and villagers who support Gu Zhengyang all expressed alarm.

"Okay!"

The villagers who support Zhao Lie inevitably applaud loudly.

Only Li Yao is very sure: "The outcome is fixed, Village Chief has won!"

"What"

Han Te and Liu Li were slightly stunned. They were about to speak. Suddenly there was a scream of tears in the dust. Blood Claw disappeared in the sky and Shadowless disappeared. Instead, hundreds of arcs condensed together. He punched out, drove an armored chariot out of the air, and turned into the about a dozen circle in mid-air before landing heavily, smashing into a mass of scrap iron!

In the dust, except for a heavy gasp, there was no more sound.

The dust gradually settled.

Everyone held their breath, stared wide-eyed, and looked closely at the dust.

The first person exposed from the dust is Gu Zhengyang.

He was covered with blood all over, almost no half of good meat, especially the six blood marks crisscrossing his chest, almost revealing the bones of white flowers.

His right arm is black and crumpled, like a withered vine, hanging weakly on his shoulders and shaking, looking as if he was extremely embarrassed.

And opposite him ...

Zhao Lie eyes wide open, mouth opened to the limit, a plume of red smoke came out, the chest with Blood Hawk was deeply sunken, and it could not return to normal for a long time, there were countless metal fragments inserted around the body, all of which were broken steel plates The "bullet" after the crack.

Gu Zhengyang tore the steel plate with a punch, blasted like bullet fragments, deeply inserted into the body of Zhao Lie, Zhao Lie can no longer support, kneeling on one knee in front of Gu Zhengyang, hands shaking with support, mouth in The red smoke that came out gradually condensed into thick blood.

He struggled a few times and couldn't get up, and kneeling on one knee was already the limit.

He did n’t seem to think he would lose at all. His eyes were filled with incredible and painful light. He adjusted his breath for a long time before trembling: "Your strength ... has recovered?"

Gu Zhengyang was silent for a moment, and said, "You need to heal immediately."

Zhao Lie grinned and grinned miserably. He used his hands and knees together. He climbed two steps and climbed to the sword that he first inserted into the ground. He pulled the sword sharply and dropped it towards Gu Zhengyang. "Clang" fell on Gu Zhengyang. Bian: "I lost, come on."

"Dad!"

Zhao Chong was overwhelmed with panic. The "Iron and Blood Youth League" and the young and vigorous villagers who also supported Zhao Lie were pale and overwhelmed. (To be continued ...)