Xu Ling roared, and the blood in his body was as hot as magma.

A milky white vein about 13 centimeters long emerges on the left arm.

As soon as he ripped off the Xiao Wu pendant around his neck, Xu Ling's eyes flashed with a hint of madness, and he shouted in his heart: "Unsealed!" ”

pinched Xiao Wu hard, and Xu Ling's left hand instantly sank a lot.

The trapped dragon liquid unsealed one-third of Xiao Wu, and his weight suddenly skyrocketed to three hundred kilograms!

If it weren't for the blessing of the entire seven boiling blood orange effervescent tablets, even if the pulse was opened, it would be difficult for Xu Ling to support Xiao Wu at this moment with one hand.

The onlookers also dropped their jaws when they saw Xu Ling stuffing a large handful of boiling blood orange effervescent tablets into his mouth.

"Can you still chew boiling blood orange effervescent tablets?"

"And, how many slices did that guy eat?"

Grunt!

"I soaked a quarter of the water last time, and three blood vessels burst!"

……

If these people knew that what Xu Ling ate just now was an effervescent tablet made from the fruit of a fourth-order boiling blood orange in Quqi Villa, I am afraid that he would have a heart attack.

Generally, the boiling blood orange effervescent tablets on the market are made from first-order or second-order boiling blood orange fruits.

Boiling blood orange effervescent tablets, which have the effect of accelerating blood circulation.

If you drink it in water for a long time, it is good for enhancing body functions.

It's just that this thing is not something that ordinary families can afford to drink, just because it has the word "boiling".

The price of a small piece is 800 yuan.

Of course, ordinary blood orange effervescent tablets are very cheap.

Dozens of pieces in pieces.

It's just that the effect is not enough to boil blood orange effervescent tablets.

Regarding these people's discussions, Fang Yuan was quite disdainful.

"Ignorant women and children! Could it be that my eldest brother eats effervescent tablets worth two or three thousand yuan, and I will tell you? Will my eldest brother chew four or five tablets a day, and I will tell you? Shall I drink a piece of water every day, and I will tell you? ”

If it weren't for the disgrace of these games, Fang Yuan would have been eager to tell the world with a loudspeaker!

……

After unsealing a third of Xiao Wu, the fat on Xu Ling's left arm also squirmed extremely quickly, quickly wrapping his clenched left fist layer by layer.

Muscles made from fat are constantly spiraling outward.

Eventually, a half-meter-long "muscle drill" was formed.

Grease Shield Offensive Form!

Is that enough?

Inadequate!

"Backbones lingering!"

The bone-chilling fish bone qi hidden in the depths of Xu Ling's bone marrow burst out along the blood and pores.

The invisible sharp bone qi lingered around the muscle drill bit, spinning at a rapid speed, and the surrounding air seemed to be cut apart.

After multiple explosions and superimpositions, Xu Ling's milky white protruding veins were nearly doubled!

And it was already covered with thousands of blood-red veins.

It looks extremely shocking, as if it is about to burst at any moment.

Obviously, at this moment, Xu Ling is already infinitely squeezing his potential.

This level of desperateness is almost no less than burning one's own blood.

Although this punch seemed to be quite powerful, it was far beyond the range that Xu Ling could bear.

Even if he can really block Huang Youcai's Twin Cities Drum, I'm afraid that Xu Ling's left arm will be abolished.

The white steward originally wanted to see if Xu Ling was a fool, knowing that he was invincible, he would hit the stone with an egg and bring about his own destruction.

But what did he see?

A prominent vein that is about the same length as Huang Youcai!

In the end, it was almost twice as thick!

What's even more outrageous is that this little fat man actually used the offensive form of the fat flow shield?

With the eyesight of the white steward, he immediately judged that Xu Ling's true strength was in the muscle fat ratio of more than 1.0.

This is something that the vast majority of people with a muscle fat ratio of 2.0 or higher cannot do.

From this point of view, where is Xu Ling still a fake waste muscle waste, he is simply a demon among the muscle fat ratio physical abilities!

"This little fat man, with a baby face and a swaggering fat all over his body, who would have thought that the combat power would be so terrifying when he broke out?"

The white steward secretly slandered himself, Xu Ling, a bastard boy, must have a very black belly.

Such a demon will either be quickly pinched to death before he grows up, or he will never become an enemy with him.

"Huang Youcai, a lewd worm, is estimated to be unable to jump up again soon~"

Thinking of this, the white butler was in a pretty good mood.

"White steward, hurry up and stop that Huang Youcai!"

An Meiran on the side didn't have the eyesight of the white steward, so she naturally couldn't see how terrible Xu Ling was at this time, so she hurriedly asked for help.

Anyway, Xu Ling is also his own customer, even a big customer, and he is also his junior brother.

In public and private, An Meiran still didn't want Xu Ling to have an accident.

"It's okay, trust him!"

The white butler didn't plan to make a move, because he was too late!

From Xu Ling's outburst, to his stunnedness, to the collision of two fists, everything happened between the lightning and flint.

The most important thing is that Xu Ling's speed of completing the armament is too fast!

At this time, Huang Youcai, who was Xu Ling's opponent, had no weaker eyesight than Bai Guan.

Regarding Xu Ling's changes, Huang Youcai's heart was also full of surprise.

But that's about it!

Xu Ling's menacing punch was not fast.

Can you dodge?

Absolutely!

Need to dodge?

Joke!

The dignified Huangtang Lord, the strong man with a flesh-to-flesh ratio of close to 3.0, and the undead who died under the drum of this move are all close to three digits!

A ...... with a sarco-fat ratio of 1.0 Talented? Wickedness?

So what!

Straight punch to extinguish!

As for whether there was any support from a big force behind Xu Ling, Huang Youcai didn't think about it at all.

If this is also jealous, then it is also jealous, he Huang Youcai will not have today's achievements.

What's more, this is clearly Xu Ling provoking himself in public.

So many people have witnessed that even if they are really killed, they deserve it!

Even if the forces behind this fat man come to the door, Li is also on his side.

Besides, do you really think Lao Tzu has no connections?

The fearless Huang Youcai is more confident, and he has no intention of staying at all.

Even if Xu Ling is really killed here with one punch, so be it!

The contempt and murderous intent in Huang Youcai's eyes were all visible to Xu Ling.

"If you're so confident that you can kill me with one punch, then try it!"

Xu Ling roared, and his left arm, which was as heavy as a thousand pounds, felt like it was about to explode.

But the kind of power that is full of sweeping thousands of armies can bring the ultimate pleasure.

Xu Ling seemed to have an illusion that the power of this punch could be compared to the punch of the bald donkey that shook the mountains and seas after he burned his blood that day.

Although there was a bit of a gap, the power at this time made Xu Ling feel more real.

Because, at this moment, there is no sign of gradual decline in his momentum!

"Megalomaniacal boy, let me give you a ride!"

Huang Youcai also shouted angrily, and his right fist covered with scale armor suddenly burst out.

Rumble!

Zilazila!

The two fists collided with each other, and there was an earth-shattering bang.