Chapter 142 Flame King
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"Shua, Shua!"
Unable to attack for a long time, Shadow Dance changed its tactics. It used its own advantages to constantly change its position, as shown in the picture a golden butterfly dancing around Wang Yan.
For a time, afterimages overlapped.
Suddenly.
"Hiss!"
Ying Wu's sharp claws tore Wang Yan's back, his clothes were torn, leaving several bloody claw marks.
Thanks to Wang Yan's quick response, he hid quickly. Otherwise, it can tear the muscles of the back with just one blow.
He counterattacked back with one leg, and Shadow Dance swept back like a movie, and then slowly circled around Wang Yan. It also put its sharp claws into its mouth and licked the blood twice.
"Hiss!" Zombie Shadow Dance became even more excited, and the eyes under the mask burst into red light. Obviously it really felt the stimulation from Wang Yan's blood.
If it wasn't for the corpse Taoist's divine sense to control it, it would definitely rush forward and bite Wang Yan's flesh.
"Jie Jie, do you know how powerful this brat is?" Seeing that Shadow Dancer of the Zombie had succeeded in one blow, the Taoist of the Corpse immediately became wildly proud, "I advise you to surrender early. The Shadow Dancer of this old man has already begun to have some self-awareness. Come on, even the old man can't control it. I'm afraid it will tear you to pieces."
"Hehe!" Wang Yan smiled indifferently, and his eyes gradually turned red. With a rebellious evil spirit on his face, he jokingly said, "Little guy, that's amazing." There was a crackling sound from the bones.
Wang Yan's figure, which was originally around 1.8 meters, seemed to have grown several centimeters all of a sudden. The sportswear was bulging from the muscles, and his figure became burly and strong. The whole body seemed to be covered with a thin layer of flame.
From the two fists, two groups of raging flames exploded. The flames danced coquettishly, and the temperature of the surrounding air suddenly rose.
A suffocating breath of destructive flames spread in all directions, filling the entire training room like substance.
And his whole image has suddenly changed from a sunny and handsome young man next door to a king of flames who seems to have stepped out of hell. Domineering and majestic.
"What the hell is this!?" The smile on the corpse Taoist's face had not faded, and he froze on the spot. His eyes were bulging, disgusting as if he had eaten a fly, and his face was full of disbelief, "Is this kid a monster from an alien planet! Why did he even transform!? Are you kidding me!?"
A series of shocking and angry questions spewed out from the corpse Taoist's mouth.
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"What's the situation?" Scud and Explosive Bear also had strange expressions on their faces. For a long time, Wang Yan has been constantly refreshing their worldview.
The previous pair of spirit weapon boots were better, at most they were a little envious and jealous. He earned a large amount of merit points in the mission of the leader of the blood angel before, so it should be a luxury to get a spiritual weapon by his side.
But this time, the sudden display of flame and transformation ability challenged their brain nerves too much.
That's exaggerated, and it's fucking cool!
Originally, Wang Yan was already too handsome. Fortunately, apart from jealousy, they can also get a little bit of psychological support with the meme that they think old men are more attractive.
But now, this kid's image is not only handsome, but also extremely cool. On the resolute and handsome face, there is a trace of unruly and evil charm, this is simply a woman ~ a killer.
Also exactly enough!
Wang Yan, you brat, are you still letting people live?
"It really wasn't an illusion last time." Nan Lian took off her sunglasses. The ice-blue eyes were full of waves, "Sure enough, Xiao Yan has the ability to temporarily become stronger."
"Nan Lian, you already knew." Scud and Pao Xiong were full of jealousy, "Is this kid an illegitimate child of God? Look at this image, even if it's just an empty air, everything is worth it. "If they want to have such an image, they won't even have girlfriends until now.
"Hehe, no one is allowed to speak out, otherwise it will be punished as a crime of treason." Feng Yuande still cocked his legs, sipping the teapot with a smile, and said in a flat tone.
But everyone could tell that the murderous intent in Feng Yuande's tone was definitely not a joke.
"Yes!" The two bears did not dare to neglect, and responded hastily and seriously.
A trace of coldness flashed across Nan Lian's delicate and beautiful face: "Old Master Feng is right, Xiao Yan's growth height in the future is limitless. Maybe one day, he will become a backbone supporting the glory of our nation just like Master Yan Zun."
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Wang Yan ignored the corpse Taoist jumping up and down, but took a sudden step. The ground was cracked in all directions, and the gravel under his feet was trampled into charred black powder.
"boom!"
His whole body was covered in flames, like a fast-sprinting tank rushing towards the puppet zombie Shadow Dance. The white-hot flames on both fists seemed to completely ignite the air in the training room.
The scorching breath made the respiratory tract faintly painful.
"Pure Yang True Fire!? Why does this flame look so much like Pure Yang True Fire!?" The corpse Taoist looked at the flames on his fists that were getting hotter and hotter like the scorching sun, and screamed, "No, Comrade Xiao Wang show mercy."
"Huh~"
Under the sound of a strong wind, Wang Yan's face was cold and evil, and he ignored the words of the corpse Taoist. Wrapped in a blazing white flame, he punched Shadow Dance.
That zombie is worthy of being the pinnacle of the Bronze Armored Corpse, and its speed is extremely astonishing. Stepping on empty steps, he swiped obliquely to avoid.
"Boom!" There was a deafening explosion.
The wall of the training room was blasted by his punch, the high-strength concrete was torn apart, and the thick steel bars lining were bent and exposed.
I! Le! indivual! go!
Outside the house, Explosive Bear and Scud both swallowed.
Wang Yan is not an undercover agent from the demolition office, is he? ?
Self-owned unit buildings, because of their special concealment and anti-war properties, need to be built underground.
But every project is constructed according to the strictest requirements. Even if the ground is hit by an atomic bomb, these underground buildings will be safe and sound.
From this we can see how explosive Wang Yan is after his transformation.
"Want to escape?" Wang Yan stomped on the ground again, blasted like a shell, and chased after him. Although this training room is not small, compared with the speed of these two, it seems a little narrow.
A few seconds later, Wang Yan blocked Yingwu. With a punch, Yingwu narrowly dodges with a backflip, and hits the ground with his fist, naturally bursting out countless concrete scum.
boom boom boom~
Zombie Yingwu fled all the way, but was hunted down all the way. After the transformation, Wang Yan really looks like a demolition worker from hell. The entire training room was almost torn to pieces.
With Ying Wu's limited consciousness, he knew how terrifying the opponent's lethality was, so he absolutely didn't dare to confront Wang Yan head-on.
After jumping up and down several times and failing to stop the corpse Taoist, he had no choice but to call the Black Iron Tower hidden in another room. Of course he would not risk himself to stop Wang Yan, God knows if he would blow him to pieces.
The Black Iron Tower, who was a peak bronze armored corpse, was also very shocking when he appeared on the stage, directly blasting the door with a punch. Amidst the flying pieces of wood, he rushed towards Wang Yan ferociously.
It is extremely tall, and the ground hums every time it takes a step. Even compared to the transformed Wang Yan, he was a bit taller and mightier. The black iron tower with a bronze hideous mask let out a beast-like corpse roar from the depths of its throat.
With a body like a huge bronze statue, its shoulders were short and it directly slammed into Wang Yan.
"Good time." Wang Yan had long since lost interest in the nimble and slippery shadow dancer like a loach. Seeing the imposing black iron tower coming domineeringly, his eyes were even redder.
With the same sprint, he slammed up with his shoulder.
"Boom!"
The loud noise was deafening.
The two giants bumped into each other without flinching, and the force of the head-on collision caused the air to spread in all directions like ripples.
boom boom boom~
Both Wang Yan and it couldn't bear the impact, and stepped back on the ground. Every step you take leaves a footprint on the marble floor.
But the Black Iron Tower retreated seven or eight steps, while Wang Yan only retreated five steps. The gap between a person and a corpse has already appeared.
"Cool! Come again."
Wang Yan roared, the strong shock in his body caused by the head-on collision, not only did not hurt him, but made his blood boil even more, and his mind was light and very comfortable.
"Hiss!" The corpse Taoist gasped, and couldn't help moaning secretly, this brat really isn't from Earth.
How could it be so perverted?
You know, although the Black Iron Tower is only the peak of the Bronze Armored Corpse. But purely in terms of physical strength, it is already comparable to ordinary domain-level powerhouses.
But compared with this kid, the Black Iron Tower is obviously inferior! Moreover, the lingering flames on this kid's fists were masculine and domineering, as if he was born with the power to restrain the filth. It is indeed like the legendary Pure Yang True Fire.
One person and one puppet corpse clashed together with their fists again, and while they each backed up a few steps, the blazing white flame spread to the black iron tower.
"Zizizi!"
When the copper-like body of the black iron tower touched this white flame, it was like tender meat being roasted on a charcoal fire. Immediately exuded the smell of roasted meat.
"Ho Ho Ho ~" The Black Iron Tower let out a dead roar, and kept backing away, bumping its back against the wall. Hit the walls of the training room crumbling.
"Sure enough, it's pure yang real fire." The corpse Taoist cursed in shock, "it's too much, and this is too bullying. Use pure yang real fire to burn the old man's puppet corpse."
He bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood towards the Black Iron Tower. The blood essence spread out like mist, and every grain of blood mist exuded a gloomy and cold aura.
The blood mist enveloped the Pure Yang True Fire on the Black Iron Tower, and the Pure Yang True Fire that had been burning hotter and hotter just now extinguished after shaking a few times.
Then the corpse Taoist turned pale, and roared at Wang Yan as if he had lost his vitality: "Stinky boy, I don't take you to trick people, you are really a sinkhole. Don't fight, don't fight~ woo~ "As he spoke, his old man burst into tears.
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