Chapter Seventy-Six: Unequal Battles

Stark slowly turned around, his signature cruel smile on his face, Zhang Qian felt a little chilled, he said: "It turns out that the power of this ancient bloodline is nothing more than that, I thought you could still bring me a little pleasure, but I didn't expect that even my skin was broken, it really disappointed me." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info”

Xinggalo looked at Stark's back, and said a little weakly: "Hmph, he has just absorbed the power of the bloodline, and he has not yet fully fused, as long as he waits for three years, when he fuses this bloodline with himself, then it is the time to truly manifest the power, do you dare to say that at that time!!"

Stark didn't look back, it seemed that the current Xinggalo could no longer pose a threat to him even if he had the soul suppression bell in his hand, but turned his back to Xinggalo and said: "Little girl, you are seriously injured now, although your bell is powerful, but with your current body, it should not be able to be urged, otherwise my wolf venom will attack in your body, and the loss of caution outweighs the loss, as for this kid, don't worry, I won't kill him, I will bring him back, and your radical method is really a bit inferior." Hahahahaha"

Xinggalo looked at the arrogant back in front of him indignantly, biting his lip tightly, and did not make any movement. And Zhang Qian looked at Stark in front of him, and thought to himself: "His defense is so terrifying, with my current strength, pure external force can't cause damage to him at all, if you use the Eight Pole Palm, maybe there are still some opportunities." "Subconsciously look at his body, the black spiritual power is running wildly in his body, and the blue and red spiritual power is compressed only a little, whether he can still use the Eight Pole Palm in this wolfish state, there is really no bottom in his heart.

Stark moved again, Zhang Qian already felt that it was just black in front of him, and then this time he felt like he was being hit by a giant monster, and the whole person flew out in a daze. The entire floor was in a mess after Zhang Qian's huge body was wolfed. Stark stopped again, as if the two in front of him were just two interesting ants, not even prey, he just wanted to see how much these two ants could surprise him, and add some fun to his ordinary life.

Zhang Qian was groggy when he was hit, and his whole head was buzzing strongly. Shaking his head vigorously, the ghosted Stark in front of him gradually merged into one, and Zhang Qian, who was about to stand up, heard Xingjialuo's voice in his ears: "You stupid, you can't use it if you have strength!!! hurry up and use the blood transformation and bloodthirsty technique, otherwise how can we have a chance, wolfification, bloodthirsty magic, and blood transformation have an amplification effect on all your skills, what about the powerful attack skill you used before? Are you stupid after wolfing?", seeing that Zhang Qian has no ability to resist at all, Xingjialuo is really anxious.

Zhang Qian thought secretly in his heart: "It turns out that this can be done", and quickly used the Transformation of Bleeding and Bloodthirsty Technique, the power of the bloodline was in his body, making him feel as if these skills were born with him, and Zhang Qian, who was already very tall, instantly skyrocketed again, and the whole person was covered with a faint layer of blood. After the whole change was completed, even Stark, who was as strong as an ox, had to raise his head to look at Zhang Qian.

Stark said, "Tut-tut, there is still something surprising about the power of this bloodline, so it is even more necessary to capture you alive." ”

Zhang Qian looked at Stark in front of him, the whole scene was covered with a layer of blood, and there was always an irrepressible bloodthirsty impulse in his mind. Although it was strong, Zhang Qian was still able to keep his fighting sobriety, this time Zhang Qian did not wait for Stark's attack, but moved first, a blood-red figure attacked quickly, Stark did not directly bear Zhang Qian's attack with his body as he did just now, but an iron fist, to meet Zhang Qian. Although Stark used fifty percent of his strength this time, and after contact, he still shook Zhang Qian back several steps, but Stark himself was also shocked by that shock.

You must know that Zhang Qian is now only a fifth-level intermediate level, and Starck is an eighth-level peak, this entire strength gap spans so much, Zhang Qian can do this step, it is already very strong, which shows the horror.

Zhang Qian did not stop, after dissolving the power of the shock, he moved quickly, Stark saw Zhang Qian's movements, and shouted: "Good come!" also moved quickly, the two kept moving at high speed, during which they would attack each other when they seized the opportunity, and the fight was inseparable, perhaps Stark had not felt such a bloody battle for a long time, and there was a boiling feeling.

But Cory or Xingjialuo, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, could see that even if Stark only used fifty percent of his strength, it was not something that Zhang Qian could defeat now, after all, Stark was not even a wolf until now. But for a fifth-level mid-level person, this is already incredible, and it will shock the major forces to say it.

In the battle, Zhang Qian's bloodthirsty desire became stronger and stronger, but he also clearly knew that his only chance was to use the Eight Poles Palm when he seized the opponent's loopholes. But as time passed, Zhang Qian gradually began to fall into inferiority. Stark saw that the time was almost over, and the combat addiction was almost over, and said directly: "You are very good, you are a natural warrior, but now the time is almost over, it's time to end." As he spoke, he was ready to give Zhang Qian the final blow.

Zhang Qian has also been waiting for this opportunity, he knows that when the other party is about to end the battle, it is also the moment when the other party is about to relax the most, and the faint red light on his body has now become the best cover for himself to use the Eight Pole Palms, and the blue spiritual power is secretly carried on the two wolf claws, but under the cover of the red light, everyone present did not find it.

Stark rushed quickly from a distance, wanting to defeat Zhang Qian directly in the most direct way, this time he used seventy percent of his strength, under his calculations, such a force is enough to defeat the current Zhang Qian, only need to hit the opponent's chest, he can seriously injure him, but not to death. After the transformation, Zhang Qian could barely see Stark's movements, and at the moment when Stark was about to hit Zhang Qian's chest, Zhang Qian also broke out at this moment, and the three-color spiritual power of his body exploded, and his body instantly deviated to the left, and the speed was faster than any previous time, and he was able to dodge the blow that Starck thought was bound to hit.

Stark had never thought that the most confident attack would be dodged by the other party before, and he was a little surprised that he didn't even adjust his body shape and position in time. And Zhang Qian seized this only opportunity, the strongest attack that had been prepared a long time ago, the Eight Pole Palms attacked towards Stark's vital point. The moment he hit, Zhang Qian's crazy luck devoured the spirit, he knew that this was the only chance, and there could be no carelessness.

Stark was only slightly stunned for less than a second, and felt a pain under his left rib, a pain that had been pricked by an awl. Although this pain did not affect me much, years of life experience of licking blood at the tip of a knife told me that the danger was coming. Without hesitation, use wolfing, and your entire body skyrockets to twice your size before.

Just after completing the wolfification, I only heard three "bang, bang, bang" from inside the body, and a small hole was directly blown open under the left rib, the flesh and blood were blurred, and a huge suction force came from the wound, and the spiritual power in the body was very quickly being withdrawn. Stark endured the severe pain, and his legs quickly kicked on the ground, out of Zhang Qian's attack range.