Chapter Twenty-Three: Burn My Calories
But see.
Confront...... With his back to this sharp severed head axe, Jiang Ge did not dodge or dodge, and stretched out his hand calmly.
Two fingers to meet the galloping axe.
It's like shelling mosquitoes, and Jiang Ge is a mosquito, a stupid mosquito with no self-knowledge.
A cold wind whistled by.
The expressions of everyone present were messy in the wind.
They had strange expressions, eager to pry open Jiang Ge's head to see if it was tofu dregs.
Though.
As we all know, the seven-star warrior cultivates into a jade bone body, forges his body into steel, is not afraid of swords, and is not afraid of wind and rain, but that is a seven-star warrior!
What are you kid thinking about?
But if you have a peanut, you won't drink like this.
The happiest person present was Jiang Ping.
The mouth is crooked.
The eyes of the autistic teenager gradually swelled with the light of hope and the yearning for a better life.
That moment.
Jiang Ping and the bandits all flashed a ruthless look in their eyes, as if they had seen Jiang Ge's tragic death with an axe and blood splashed five steps.
Even Zhu Yi, who was lying on the ground, closed his eyes happily at this moment and turned his head sideways, saving himself from being splashed with blood.
However.
Unexpectedly, two fingers collided with the giant axe, but they did not break off in response.
The mighty axe stopped and stopped abruptly under the obstruction of two fingers.
True qi is agitated, like iron trees and silver flowers, and sparks collide indiscriminately.
But!
No matter how sharp this axe is, no matter how strong this martial art is, it can't do even the slightest damage to these two fingers!
Can't even move an inch forward.
The black blind man's eyes widened instantly, his pupils shrunk into needle eyes, and his face was full of shock and incredulity.
His full force blow was actually blocked by a young man with two fingers......
What kind of slump is this Nima?
The three views were shattered, and his expression was shocked and petrified.
Before the black blind man could recover from the disbelief and shock, Jiang Ge pressed his fingers.
A tremendous force spread from the handle of the axe.
It's like a young child wrestling with an adult, the burly figure of the black blind man is like paper paste, his cultivation is like nothing, his shoulders are sinking, his knees are weak, and he actually kneels directly.
"Bang!"
Insert your knees directly in half into the ground.
After the evolution of the unicorn arm, the wild power of one arm reaches the sky, how can it be so terrifying?
It's just a six-star samurai, how arrogant are you doing?
You sing and I'll appear.
The corners of Jiang Ge's mouth rose, giving a smile that met the expectations of the audience in the live broadcast room.
Two fingers, then pinch gently.
Bang!
The giant axe made of hundreds of steels bent and broken in an instant, and the debris flew like sharp blades, and disappeared in a flash.
The black blind man's expression froze, and he collapsed clutching his neck.
Suddenly.
Jiang Ping's crooked mouth was broken back again, teary eyes.
He's too hard.
Equally shocked were the bandits.
"Black ...... Why did the black blind man fall like this, what just happened?"
"No, it can't be, that axe obviously hit him, why didn't this guy do anything?
"Forging the body into steel, forging the body into steel...... He's obviously only a four-star cultivator, how did he do it?"
"I can't imagine, what kind of monster this guy is?!"
Seeing it, this scene of destroying the three views happened in front of me.
For a while, the bandits were inevitably a little flustered, and their mood fluctuated.
I can't sit still if I don't change it.
He grabbed the knife and got up, stepped on the bench with one foot, and looked down at Jiang Ge with a height of nearly two meters, and there were not many cruel words.
He directly summoned the martial spirit, but it was a ghost knife.
A strange cold knife that has turned from illusion to reality, with human bone as the blade and human head as the handle, emits a ghostly light.
As soon as the ghost knife opened, it was like a combination of armor, and pieces of sword armor were branded with gold without changing the body, and the distorted human faces were engraved on the chest, engraved with nine shades and branded knives.
Piercing, there is a hidden yin wind and angry howl, and the ghost cries in the forest.
His whole person has turned into a ghost knife, evil and distorted, and his voice is gloomy: "Boy, don't mess with people you shouldn't mess with in the next life." β
The seven-star warrior can be forged into steel, and there is no defect or leakage.
If you add this "Martial Soul Sword Armor", a low-level warrior will not want to hurt him in the slightest!
Hiss......
Seeing this iconic martial soul form, everyone present gasped.
The martial soul is the soul of martial arts and the beginning of the heavens.
It is rumored that martial souls are gods-given gifts, and each kind of martial soul represents an ability, and martial souls have different forms, and this ability is also strange and omnipresent.
Some such as Jiang Ping, Sky Eagle Martial Soul, act on martial arts, and the power of martial arts is rendered, which can make martial arts give birth to wings, kill people in the air, and explore and retrieve things.
Some are like Jiang Ge, Shenqiao martial spirit, acting on themselves, as soon as the martial soul is opened, the golden true qi is close to the end of the world.
And it seems that the "ghost knife" martial soul in front of him acts on the surface of the body, which can make the body as strong as iron and sharp as a knife, and kill with every move!
"It's the ghost knife gold that doesn't change, the third gear head of the Changle Gang!"
"How did he end up here?"
"A knife all over his body, a humanoid murderer, is this his martial soul ability?"
"It is said that in this state, Jin does not change his body, his body is not broken, and he can even suck blood, raise knives, and raise people, if it is not a one-hit kill, even if the tendons are broken and fractured, they can also recover instantly and unscathed!"
"No matter how strong Jiang Ge's strength is, it will never be possible to defeat this weird physique!"
For a while, everyone fled in panic.
A pair of chopsticks wasted six stars, and two fingers pressed the giant axe.
Although they had seen Jiang Ge's incredible strength, everyone still insisted that Jiang Ge could not win and was doomed.
The land of right and wrong should not be left for long.
Even if it was Zhu Yi, whose dantian was broken and his cultivation was wasted, at this moment the beast staggered out with a frightened face.
Because he had heard a terrible rumor.
That was five years ago, Jin Buchang was still an ordinary bandit soldier of the Changle Gang, and his strength was no more than a five-star samurai.
In order to compete for a big treasure, Jin Buchang single-handedly slaughtered into the enemy camp and the bandit mountain, and then killed out of the three-regardless area full of rogues and killers unscathed.
World War I became famous, and who doesn't know that it is fierce and powerful?
Even the 100-person array and the 1,000-army camp can't hurt Jin Buchang, how can a mere Jiang Ge win the battle?
There are rumors that Jiang Ge wants to go to the meeting alone, and almost everyone is laughing and sympathizing, which is the reason.
Even if a few people appreciate this bloody bravery, they can only sigh with the jealousy of the heroes and the righteous people.
"The weak. β
Glancing at everyone with pity, Jin Buchang sneered and pulled the scar.
In the trembling of the people, he was like a god of death.
Step by step.
Knock knock!
Step by step like a heart thumping, as if the next moment it will explode and cease to exist.
When Jin Buchang finally made a move, with both hands together, the two ghost-headed knives flew out of the deadly blade tornado and ghost-faced whirlwind, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Die and die, at least you don't have to suffer so much......
In the live broadcast room, the same ghosts cried wolves.
"Mamma Mia, this is the power of the martial spirit, scaring the old lady to death!"
"Boom, hug upstairs. "The audience [picks at the big man's feet, shivering].
"Wow, it's so ugly that you can't even save it with a beauty camera!" "What blinded me].
"Don't pretend to be forced, you'll die!"
"Anchor, fuck it!"
"Ding, the audience [chest biscuits] rewarded the anchor with 2,000 fish balls. β
"Ding, the audience [I'm fat and eat your rice] reward the anchor with a rocket!"
"Ding, the audience [Rong Mama quickly pricked her with a needle] rewarded the anchor with two rockets!"
Belch......
Surprise is better than surprise!
Sure enough, it is still necessary to stimulate consumption.
Jiang Ge combed his hair with satisfaction, looked at the little live broadcast time, and said, "I'm full, I want to exercise." β
"Here, burn my calories!"
Moment.
The bridge is open!
The unicorn arm becomes thicker, bigger, and longer!
After evolution, if you have a thick waist, your strength will weigh a thousand pounds.
In particular, a dragon scale in the palm of his hand, shining with cold light, trembling slightly, igniting the blood of battle.
"I heard that you are very confident in your defenses?" Jiang Ge's mouth turned up, hooking up a dangerous arc.
He raised his right arm high in the air.
A big hand is open like a fan, the palm of the hand hangs upside down, the mountains and rivers are upside down, and the rivers are upside down, and they are immediately rendered by the golden true qi, like a sculpture.
Open the mountain palm method, turn over the mountain and dominate the seal.
With the unicorn arm, superimposed at the end of the world.
The wind hob, like a ghost, the tornado snatches people, the knife is sharp, and the killing machine is step by step.
But!
It's too slow.
Full of flaws.
It seems to be a killing machine step by step, but in fact they are all phantoms and afterimages, and the ghost knife can't be seen when it is opened, and the real fatal blow is the gold hidden in it.
As a feeder, he is the third knife, the fatal knife.
An ugly scarred face emerged from behind Jiang Ge, mocking and pulling out hideousness, and said proudly: "I don't know how to die, this is the tragic fate of the weak...... Wait, how do you see me,-"
Jiang Ge's backhand is a slap.
Seven-star samurai, the ghost sword and gold are not exchanged, although it is strange and strong.
But!
It's his full blow!
This is the first time he's used all his strength!
This palm is too fast.
It's so fast that it is far beyond the limit of a four-star samurai, and it is far beyond the limit of what the naked eye can capture!
Burst silently, devastating!
Beat!
Bangββ!
With a deafening bang.
Jin Buchang was even worse than Jiang Ping before, coughing up blood and flying upside down, breaking through the sound barrier in an instant.
He was slapped to the sky.
Just for a moment.
It crashed through the roof of Qingfeng Restaurant, leaving only a human-shaped hole, a pool of blood, and two broken knives with ghost heads.
And.
Everyone's crows were silent.
The pin drop can be heard.