Chapter 3338 Braised Chicken Wings
"boom!"
A shocking explosion was heard, and the glazed mecha, which was as tall as a small mountain, swung its giant fist, and met the oncoming Ji Jinghong in the void in front of him, hitting him flesh to flesh!
Although the power of this punch was astonishing, Ji Jinghong did not suffer any damage. Of course, this was because Ye Xuan did not use all his strength. At least, he was not as powerful as the one from the Tianzhan Imperial Clan who had punched him before. The prisoners of war were blasted into blood mist, and the Liuli Mecha's miniature anti-matter death ray cannon was activated!
After all, I’m still thinking about their magical chicken wings. If I really want to blow them up with one punch, will I still eat a piece of them
But Wu Chenzi, Gong Wuxin and other prisoners of war did not know this.
Although they had no good impression of Ye Xuan, and not long ago they wanted to suppress him on the spot, but at this moment, when Ye Xuan and Ji Jinghong fought, all the four masters of human cultivation, including Wu Chenzi, Gong Wuxin, etc. All the prisoners of war subconsciously sided with Ye Xuan, hoping that he would crush Ji Jinghong!
Internal battles are the human race's own business, but if they involve strong people from outside the territory, they can still put aside their personal grudges temporarily, and all they want to do is suppress the strong people from outside the territory first!
Unfortunately, the result disappointed everyone.
The scene of punching the Tianzhan Imperial Clan genius into a bloody mist did not reappear, and there was not even the sound of cracking bones and cracking bones that they were already familiar with.
Some are just the whistling sound of surging energy, and a small area of void is affected.
This punch seemed to be evenly matched. Young Master Linghu was not able to suppress Ji Jinghong on the spot like before, and he was not even injured!
Such a result made Gong Wuxin and others feel disappointed and resentful. If this person could fight to a draw with Young Master Linghu, wouldn't it mean that if they faced each other, they would be collectively suppressed like they are now
Thinking of this, they became even more unwilling and wanted Ye Xuan to suppress the opponent even more strongly. Some people even cheered loudly, completely unaware that they were actually all Ye Xuan's prisoners of war!
"Is this what you humans call a monster? In my opinion, it's nothing more than that! It's so disappointing!"
With one punch and Ye Xuan exchanged blows, Ji Jinghong's confidence increased greatly. The last hesitation in his heart disappeared, and he suddenly laughed loudly: "This young man has not yet manifested his true body, so how can he use the power of his blood?" , if that's the case, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it anymore. Alas, things are really like this. Some things are exaggerated! It's better to be famous than to meet... "
"Want to hear the truth?"
Ye Xuan sneered: "I'm just worried. If you use too much force, you will be killed before you manifest your animal body. Your body will not be seen by then. I am not sure whether you have human blood. By then, you will be killed." Even if the chicken wings are baked, I still won’t dare to eat them because I will have a psychological barrier!”
"Braised chicken wings?"
"Linghu Chong, you deserve to die! You must be suppressed!"
Ji Jinghong became angry, roaring like thunder, activating his own bloodline, and manifested his true form: "This young man is a descendant of the bloodline of ancient divine birds. What did you say about braised chicken... I can't bear it!"
On the ground below, Gong Wuxin, Wuchenzi and other prisoners of war were also stunned for a moment. This was the second time Ye Xuan mentioned burning wings. When he mentioned it for the first time, almost no one took it seriously. After all, this kind of thing was too weird. , while fighting with someone, he actually thought about roasting and eating the other person after the war. What kind of thick nerves and terrifying brain power does this have to do
But at this moment, as Ye Xuan mentioned it again, they couldn't help but become a little suspicious.
Even Xuanyuan Ziying, Duanmu Xiaocha, and Zhao Qianru were all surprised and murmured to themselves.
"Oh my god, does this guy really want to roast her and eat her? He is indeed a big bastard, but I like it!"
"Yes, Sister Ziying, Xiaocha thinks so too. If that guy is really the descendant of a divine bird, his wings must be very delicious when roasted. After all, he is not a human being, so there is no psychological barrier to eating."
"Yes, yes, that's settled. When this big bird is slaughtered later, we will cook it together so that we can share a chicken wing, lest that guy says we are freeloaders..."
Listening to the conversation between these three girls, Gong Wuxin, Wuchenzi and other prisoners of war were completely dumbfounded. In the end, they all trembled and retreated together, putting some distance between themselves and Xuanyuan Ziying. , they suddenly felt that these three girls were not as innocent and harmless as they seemed on the surface, they were just as cruel!
"Violent!"
A high-pitched bird's cry sounded out, and the sky, which was originally filled with nine-color radiance, suddenly became filled with silver light. Ji Jinghong, the young leader of the Yinji tribe, manifested himself into a large Yinji bird. , Ji Zhan is ten thousand meters away, covering a small area of the sky, and is so huge that it is shocking.
Although this group of people all have the body of Yin Ji Bird, the size of the body differs depending on the concentration of blood. Ji Jinghong only has the cultivation of the ninth level of Dzogchen at the origin of the ninth realm, manifesting the The real body is thousands of meters away, and even some strong men of the clan at the beginning of the thirteenth realm are no more than this.
This shows that the concentration of his bloodline is high, and he is truly worthy of being the young patriarch of the Yinji tribe, and worthy of being called the first genius of the younger generation of the tribe.
At this moment, after manifesting the body of the silver Ji big bird, Ji Jinghong was extremely proud, inciting a pair of silver wings that could stretch up to ten thousand meters, soaring proudly in the sky, with the love pouring out from the feathers. The boundless silver color is dazzling.
Even Gong Wuxin, Wuchenzi and others on the ground below couldn't help but stare blankly, with a hint of unwillingness flashing on their faces, but they had to admit in their hearts that Ji Jinghong in this physical form was indeed stunning enough.
Unfortunately, before he could proudly complete a circle in the sky, Ye Xuan had already soared into the sky, and the words he yelled were dumbfounding, almost knocking Ji Jinghong down in the air.
"Wow, what a huge pair of chicken wings. What should I do with this? I can't even finish it in one meal!"
"boom!"
As these words that made people go crazy came out, the ten-foot-large glazed mecha giant suddenly punched out, and even yelled: "The sky is thundering with the glazed punch!"
"Crack!"
"Crack..."
As soon as Ye Xuan finished shouting the words, there was a crackling sound of lightning in the sky.
The so-called Glazed Fist does not exist at all. Even if it existed, Ye Xuan would not be able to give it a thunder-strike move name. It would be too tacky.
The reason why he roared like this was to cover up the mental thunder and lightning technique he used.
As the spiritual source core in his brain transformed and evolved again, Ye Xuan, who possesses seven levels of spiritual power, his spiritual thunder and lightning technique was originally an intermediate level, but now it has advanced to an advanced level and its power has greatly increased. This is a good opportunity. A big bird flying around in the sky really deserves to be struck by lightning!
Since it is a mental thunder and lightning technique, it is naturally invisible. Although the crackling sound is clear to the ears, no lightning can be seen. Ji Jinghong has no way to avoid it, and is directly hit by several invisible mental thunder and lightning techniques. The bird's head is whining. Falling in the air...
(End of chapter)