Mar Gaitirahan immediately stared at the fingers of the ring, blazing, golden fingers, and raised his eyebrows: "Half-step pole?!"

Hell, there's no end.

Another half-step pole?

Is there any special way to cultivate the half-step pole path in the Chinese blood world?

If a Qin Ze is an accident, then since last year, the F4 of the Bloodline Realm has stepped into the half-step pole path, which makes people feel very unreasonable.

There was a feeling that the world was coming.

Ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, only in the chaotic period, will emerge one after another amazing and brilliant characters.

"Is it the hidden benefit brought by the revival of the ancient demon?" Mar Gaitirahhan's eyes flashed, and he paused in mid-air, clenched his fist, charged his strength, and blasted out with a punch.

Fingers made of gold, colliding with fists the size of a giant Mar Gatilahan casserole.

A golden halo exploded in the air, and strong winds swept in all directions, and the shock wave shattered the glass walls of several nearby office buildings, and the sound of thudding and shattering was endless.

The two fought like a missile exploding in mid-air. There was no dazzling fire and scorching heat, but the raging shock wave was still excessive.

Zhang Xuezhong, who was standing on the edge of the glass wall, was swept out by the fierce air waves, and his face and body were pierced with glass shards in many places, and blood was dripping.

The executive assistant was afraid that he would make a mistake, so he rushed over in a panic and helped Zhang Xuezhong up: "Minister, are you okay?" ”

"Hahahaha" Zhang Xuezhong pushed the assistant away, laughed wildly, pressed the communicator hanging around his neck, and shouted: "Reinforcements are coming, who said that we don't have masters, who said that we don't have a half-step pole." ”

"It's the abstinence, oh my God, the abstinence has also stepped into the half-step pole?"

"This, counting the three of Li Xianyu, there are four half-step pole paths in our bloodline realm. ”

"There has been almost no fault with the headquarters, and I know that I believe the headquarters is right. How can you not leave the master outside? ”

"When did it happen, why didn't I receive any news, silently, I stepped into the half-step pole path, haha, haha, I was still thinking about the heroic sacrifice just now. ”

"Bah, you're thinking about running away. I knew it. ”

At this moment, the noisy and fierce battle stopped, and the bloodlines of both sides each looked for cover, found a relatively safe corner, and then looked up at the half-step pole road fighting in mid-air.

The Treasure Bloodline is in a desperate situation, both surprised and unexpected, surprised that he was saved and ushered in a turning point. Unexpectedly, of course, I didn't expect that quitting color turned out to be a half-step pole.

On the contrary, the blood of the Superhuman Association feels like a dog.

Unexpectedly, there was a half-step pole in Baoze's camp, and news came from the East China Sea that Baoze's new half-step pole Dao Sanwu was obviously playing with the Sea King.

What's going on in the Chinese blood world, the half-step pole is radish and cabbage?

From last year to this year, in four or five months, the half-step pole path has popped up one after another, and there are four of them.

According to this ratio, among the four young half-step Extreme Daoists, at least one, and at most two will step into the Extreme Dao realm.

Originally, the Buddha's head fell, and as a camp of secretly hostile comparisons, the bloodlines of the Superpower Association were naturally overjoyed.

The pole is gone, look at how arrogant you are.

In the blink of an eye, the news that Qin Ze had stepped into the extreme path was transmitted back to the United States.

In the blink of an eye, the four young people who were the most eye-catching in the bloodline world stepped into the half-step pole one after another.

"Hmph, the abstinence is obviously a recent half-step pole path. At last year's Dao Conference, he was still a top S-level. ”

"That's right, if he had already been a half-step pole, it would have been impossible for him to hide in the mountains a while ago and not come out. ”

"As long as it's a new half-step pole path, we don't have anything to worry about. Chief Marr is a senior half-step pole, almost ten years old. ”

"Let's search the perimeter in case there are other masters in ambush and sneak attack on Chief Marr. We might be able to slaughter the abstinence here. ”

"That's right, they actually sent a new half-step pole to deal with us. ”

After a brief period of astonishment, the bloodline of the Superpowered Association felt that this was also an opportunity to take out the opportunity to kill the genius of the Buddhist Sect. Let the Chinese blood world lose a half-step pole.

That's more profitable than smashing the Fuzhou branch, and it's bloody.

However, since Bao Ze dared to let the ring color make a move, there would definitely be a follow-up arrangement, and the bloodlines of the Superpower Association would immediately take action, and the bloodlines of the auxiliary abilities would each exert their own abilities.

"There is a large group of masters approaching outside the science and technology park. Soon, a downwind ear anomaly noticed something unusual.

Sure enough, about a few minutes later, a group of monks and Taoist priests rushed into the science and technology park.

The number of people is not large, twenty or thirty people, but they are the most top-notch masters of the Taoist Buddhist Association.

After experiencing the rebellion of the "Blood Alliance" and the fall of the Buddha's head, this group of monks finally made a big move, organized by the elders of the Taoist Buddhist Association, and gathered a large number of masters of the Taoist Buddhist Association.

The last time we worked so together was the Truth Rebellion 80 years ago.

Twenty years ago, Li Wuxiang's chaos was not counted, and the Taoist monks of the Taoist Buddhist Association treated Li Wuxiang as a siege but not a kill, and adopted a strategy of capturing him alive.

These monks and Taoists, in groups of three, quickly dispersed, targeting the forces of the Superpower Association scattered in the science and technology park.

With the addition of this group of masters, the battle began again, and the sound of gunfire, grenade explosions, grenade explosions, and gas engine explosions stopped to watch the battle because of the battle between Jie Se and Mar Gaitilahan, and the two sides began a new round of firefighting.

Bang bang bang!

The ripples of golden light spread, and the color of the ring was like gold poured all over, and his arms were crossed, and he resisted Mar Gaitirahan's fist.

Even if he was lucky, he could still feel the terrifying power contained in his fists.

Punch after punch, like a high-explosive grenade.

Compared to Marghatirahand's three-meter-tall body, he is like a child, only as tall as a person's waist.

Belong to the proportions of jumping up and pounding your chest with a small fist.

With Margay Tirahan's height, speed should have been his weak point, and his nimble movement against clumsy opponents is the way most people would fight.

But Jiese found that this guy's speed, reaction, and flexibility were not lower than his own, or even higher.

Coupled with his terrifying strength, after the initial competition was evenly matched, the abstinence was reduced to an embarrassing situation of being beaten unilaterally and passively defensive.

Powerful, flexible and almost without shortcomings.

No shortcomings are an ability of Margha Tirahand.

He can develop to a height of three meters, not because of his father's genes, but because of the ancient demon genes.

His ability is a rare growth ability, and it's a support ability, and it doesn't rub fireballs, doesn't hit waves, and doesn't have any bells and whistles.

Mal's ability is supportive, and since awakening the power of the bloodline, his height has not stopped growing, and his strength is the same, correspondingly, his mental power, agility, neural reactions, vision, hearing, and speed are all increasing simultaneously.

It's a mistake to try to use nimble moves against him, because the big guy is faster and more agile than you.

Of course, the most terrifying thing about him is his strength.

Bang!

King Kong does not break down, and his body collapses into fine pieces of golden light.

Sensing his slight bone crack, he chose to avoid it, and with the terrifying power of Margay Tirahan's punch, his body ejected and took a fight.

The two chased and fled between the walls, and Mar Gatirahan was like a raging Hulk, grabbing and cracking the walls with every time he landed, and the cement blocks fell with a "thud".

He is faster and more flexible than the abstinence, gradually pulling into the concrete.

"Huh!" There was a sharp sound in the air, and he stopped violently, turned around, and pointed like a sword.

The hidden fingertips of the golden light pointed at Mar Gaitirahan's forehead.

This attack, like a return gun, failed to make this senior half-step pole Dao scramble, and his super reflexes made him lean back unhurriedly, and he easily dodged the attack of the ring.

As he leaned back, he raised his hand and grasped the finger of the sword.

"Boy, you're not far from it. Mar Gatilrahan sneered, his palms silently exerting force, muscle lines bulging, thick veins arching, as if about to explode.

The golden light dissipated, followed by the crunch of bones shattering.

Quit color twitched.

Mar Ghetilahan knocked the ring over with a punch, grabbed his ankle, and picked it up, left and right.

Bang bang bang!

Cracking of the slate.

He picked up the ring and kept smashing left and right, like an adult carrying a rag doll, very relaxed.

Seeing this, the faces of the Dao Buddha Association changed greatly, and they immediately rushed to support, but they were intercepted by the bloodline of the Superpower Association.

The sniper kept firing in an attempt to interrupt Mar Ghetilahan's output, but a normal sniper rifle could not penetrate the giant's qi barrier, and with the sharpness of a half-step pole, even locking on would make him feel it.

The same is true of heavy firepower, which probably didn't hurt Mar Gatilahan, but wounded the ring color first.

Turn into a smash teammate and assist the enemy.

"Is it still too reluctant?" Zhang Xuezhong looked at this scene and frowned.

The branch executives around him were also full of worry.

The bloodline of the Superpower Association had a happy face, that is to say, how could a newly promoted half-step pole be the opponent of Chief Mar.

When Chief Marr stepped into the half-step pole path, he was still an adult.

"The head of the Buddha is not self-sufficient, he deserves to die, you masters and disciples are interesting, one after another to die, are you anxious to see the Buddha?" Mar Gaitirahan mocked in broken Chinese, his hands kept smashing, smashing the ring color like a doll.

He was already very accommodating to quitting sex, otherwise with the pride of Chief Mar, he would not have disdained to speak Chinese.

But since you want to mock the other party, wouldn't it be boring to say English that you don't understand.

"The head of the Buddha couldn't beat President Baker back then, sat in the Lianghua Temple for 20 years, just came down the mountain, and died!" Mar Gaitirahan didn't care whether his predecessors were his predecessors or not, he didn't eat that set, and laughed loudly: "What about you, you finally became a half-step pole, and as soon as you appeared, you had to die here, in my hands." ”

"Do you master and apprentice want to be the laughing stock of the bloodline world?"

"Hahaha!"

The Buddha's head has a very high prestige in the bloodline world, even if it is Qin Ze, it can't be compared.

Qin Ze is a rising star and a genius to be admired, and the Buddha's head is the spiritual symbol of the bloodline world, young people, middle-aged people, they have all grown up listening to the name of the Buddha's head since childhood.

He is the sun that shines on the Bloodline.

The blood circles of all countries, only when they have an extreme way, can they be qualified to become ranked at the top of the world.

The Taoist monks of the Taoist Buddhist Association clenched their teeth and their faces were full of grievances.

The employees of Baoze also hated itchy, but they were helpless. The top masters are all in the Pantheon, and no one can compete against Mar Gatilahan anymore. The visceral sense of powerlessness made them extremely humiliating.

Baoze has developed for so many years, and he has become strong and rich, but he was still beaten to the door by the other party and wantonly insulted his predecessors.

Mar Gatilrahan suddenly felt the color of the ring in his hand loosen suddenly.

The tense muscles of the whole body are completely relaxed.

He's dead?

He couldn't help but look at the ring.

Jiese was also looking at him, and his brown pupils swelled up with a little red light, and then quickly covered it.

Brush!

Two red rays of light turned from small to large, like blood-red lightning slashing into the dark sky.

Madness quickly occupied the pupils, occupied the expression, and the soft ring color began to swell.

The muscles squirmed and swelled, tearing the trousers, tearing the white clothes, and the silk pieces were like the transformation of the Hulk.

In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a five-meter-tall giant, with dark red skin, bulging blood vessels, and clearly visible muscle textures, without a trace of fat.

Pure muscular people.

The face is no longer handsome, rough and crazy.

The two scarlet pupils were filled with murderous intent and irritability, and he lost his mind and lowered his head and stared at Mar Gatilahan.

Everyone was stunned, wide-eyed, incomprehensible.

A good precept suddenly became a monster.

Compared to him, the three-metre-tall Mar Gaitirahan deserves the title of "giant".

The crazy, irritable, and man-fringing monk was cornered and unleashed such a monster.

Zhang Xuezhong's heart moved, and he vaguely guessed the truth.

"Roar"

The ring color roars in the sky, and the sound is deep and high-pitched, giving people the feeling of listening to whale songs, and the feeling of being long and heavy comes to the face.

The furious giant kicked out, and the sound of an air explosion resounded throughout the audience.

In full view of everyone, Mar Ghetilahan flew out like a ball, crashing through an office building, and the rampaging giant strode into the office building with the sound of the wall collapsing.

The two giants fought in the office building, and the aftermath of the explosion brought all kinds of items out of the office building in the form of bullets.

The battle of the senior half-step pole made the bloodlines of both sides dare not approach, and they could only watch from afar.

I could barely see two huge figures crashing through wall after wall, crashing into ceiling after ceiling.

Sometimes they fight on more than a dozen floors, and sometimes they fall to the first floor.

The reinforced concrete building was as fragile as paper paste in front of the two of them.

Finally, with a bang, a figure was knocked out.

The hearts of the people were immediately raised, and before they could see the figure clearly, another louder voice broke through the wall and followed.

The Berserk Giant landed on the ground and stomped on Mar Gatilahan to prevent him from getting up.

Leaning over, he twisted his head with both hands, and suddenly exerted force, and the whole head was screwed off with "poof".

Mar Gatilahan's body twitched in vain, resisted violently, kicked his hands and feet indiscriminately, and after more than ten seconds, he finally became weak.

At the broken neck, more than ten meters of blood gushed out, staining the ground red.

Brutal and miserable.

The Berserk Giant raised his head, his face twitching, his brow furrowed, as if he wanted to roar and vent his anger.

But in the end, it held back, its ferocious expression softened, and its restless muscles contracted, leading to a reduction in size.

He had turned into a precept again, his refined muscles stained with blood, and he was covered in blood.

Holding his head in one hand and performing the Buddha salute with the other, he closed his eyes, bowed his head, and said lightly: "Amitabha!"

King Kong looked angry, and the Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows.

Lined with the gore underfoot, it's chilling.