Unlimited loot system

Chapter 505 The First Battle Begins (1)

"It seems that you don't really believe it."

Jiang Mingyang looked at the four of them with a smile, mentioned the strong man and said softly: "Then I will show you."

After all, a canopy of flames rose from the strong man's neck, completely enveloping the strong man in an instant.

The severe pain of disintegrating the body made the strong man scream and struggle frantically...

"Fire!"

Holyfield Owen gritted his teeth and growled, his fists creaking.

Executing their clansmen in front of them is naked contempt and a slap in the face.

The live broadcast room was also boiling, and the screen was immediately refreshed by the fire torture barrage.

"Fuck, fire! Fire! I actually saw fire with my own eyes!"

"Execution in front of them, the Great God Mingyang is too ruthless, too cruel."

"Mighty God Mingyang, burn those yellow-haired devils to death."

"This... isn't it a little too cruel."

"Whoever said it was cruel, the network administrator blocked the one who said it was cruel.

Really, every day, you can meet kneeling dogs and virgin bitches everywhere.

If they didn't hunt down and kill the Great God Ming Yang, how could they end up being burned at the stake.

They bully the few with more and run rampant in China, why didn't you say cruelty! "

Some netizens who couldn't see it, hurled curses on a colorful bullet screen, and many netizens echoed.

"I'm talking about the facts, and burning people to death in public, isn't it cruel! This is a barbaric behavior!"

"You are stupid xx..."

"Where is the brain damage..."

The live broadcast room was blown up, Bai Xiaosheng watched the comments with great interest, and connected to Jiang Mingyang's communication.

After she finished reading the barrage, she said again: "Evelyn will arrive in two and a half minutes, you can manage the time yourself."

After listening to Bai Xiaosheng's words, Jiang Mingyang ran away violently.

"Master, I was forced to protect myself, and someone said I was cruel?

Human flesh him to Lao Tzu, and then tell the Holyfield family that that idiot is my ally and the help he provided me.

Let him experience how kind Master Yang is! "

Jiang Mingyang's belly is full of bad water, and it's not easy to deal with those Virgin Mary bitches.

But Jiang Mingyang roared suddenly, startling the four of Holyfield Owen, formed a battle formation and launched an attack.

"The siege is the main thing! Evelyn sent me a message, and she will arrive in 2 minutes.

Together, our two teams can definitely keep him here. "

Holyfield Owen took the lead, a golden holy light shone all over his body, and a delicate and luxurious energy shield slowly rotated around him.

The reason why Holyfield Owen is known as the Shield of Light is because of his spiritual weapon: the Holy Shield.

Although the Holyfield family is ancient, its heritage cannot be compared with big families like the Jiang family.

They don't have the ability to make the members of the direct line all have spiritual weapons, so they can only focus on the team, and each team is equipped with a spiritual weapon.

Holyfield Irving is the core of this squad.

The holy shield he possesses is similar to an energy field that can be controlled by will, and can be condensed in the air within a radius of 15 meters.

As long as the combat range does not exceed 15 meters, he can take care of the safety of every teammate.

Although Jiang Mingyang is very strong, Holyfield Owen is not afraid once, and even still has the confidence to win.

Because the strong man is just his assistant, whether or not he has little influence on the team.

While besieging, a thin and tall young man sneered: "No matter how strong he is, he will only be at the ninth level of the Body Refinement Realm, and he is no match for us if he is exhausted.

As long as our attack power is high enough, we can take him down without waiting for Evelyn! "

The most difficult thing about one-to-many is not combat power, but how to reduce self-consumption as much as possible while ensuring combat power.

If you run out of energy, no matter how strong you are, it will be in vain.

When the four of them rushed to the side, the strong man had been plundered. Feeling his growing body, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Mingyang's mouth.

After plundering the strong man, Jiang Mingyang's Qi and blood value increased by five points, and his physical strength was fully replenished after a little loss.

The system can guarantee him to fight continuously, this is his confidence to dare to challenge 28.

As for physical exhaustion...

What a joke, they are living blood bottles, even if the physical strength is exhausted, just plundering a physical strength will replenish it in an instant.

Even if there is no chance to plunder, he still has a lot of resources to back him up, and Jiang Mingyang is his ancestor.

"Jiang Mingyang, die!"

Holyfield Owen roared and rushed to Jiang Mingyang, punching his vitals like the wind.

Now that the strategy has been set, Holyfield Owen has no reservations, and he will attack regardless of the consequences.

Only if he is fast enough can he force Jiang Mingyang to go faster.

Only when the fighting intensity is high enough can Jiang Mingyang be pushed to the limit as soon as possible.

Jiang Mingyang neither dodges nor dodges, and strikes back at a faster frequency.

At the same time, a tall and thin young man flashed to Holyfield Owen's side with a noble rapier in his hand, and launched an attack with a grinning grin.

"Window of Drizzle!"

In an instant, the stabbing sword's light was like a needle point, and the needle points were as numerous as a rainstorm, fiercely piercing Jiang Mingyang's eyes, his weak ribs, and his lower body.

His purpose was very clear, not only to attack the vital points, but also to disrupt Jiang Mingyang's offensive.

"Master, you're playing tricks, I'm playing you to death!"

Jiang Mingyang roared and dodged, his figure suddenly retreated violently.

Just as he was on the only way to retreat, a vague figure of a woman suddenly appeared.

The woman held a dagger in her hand, as if she had anticipated Jiang Mingyang's retreat route.

She appeared very delicately on the left side of Jiang Mingyang, and the dagger in her hand could easily cut his neck.

"Tell the Demon Lord that the man who killed you is Holyfield Clive."

The girl's face was indifferent, and the poisoned dagger turned a faint blue light, and wiped Jiang Mingyang's neck with lightning speed.

The power carried by the dagger is extremely strong, even if the dagger is not poisonous, it can cut off Jiang Mingyang's head.

What was even more frightening was that the poison quenched on the dagger was sealed with blood, and if he refused to take the antidote for a short time, he would undoubtedly die!

"Hmph, courting death!"

Jiang Mingyang didn't panic, and even showed a disdainful sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Although the woman appeared very skillfully, his position is very unsuitable for dodging and defense, but he can trade injuries for injuries!

Jiang Mingyang charged up his left arm and slammed it at the woman.

His speed is very fast and his strength is even stronger. When the woman cuts his neck, he will definitely be able to smash the woman's chest.

Unless a woman is not afraid of death, she will definitely protect herself first and then wait for the opportunity to kill when there are many people.

But Jiang Mingyang miscalculated, the woman not only did not dodge, but actually wanted to confront him head-on.

At the moment when Jiang Mingyang was surprised, another young man who hadn't made a move shot out a green light while muttering something.

The light was extremely fast, and instantly wrapped Jiang Mingyang's left arm, turning into green vines and rooting to the ground.

Jiang Mingyang was extremely powerful, the group of vines only blocked for a moment, and then collapsed under the huge force.

But because of that slight obstruction, Jiang Mingyang's counterattack was slow, and the dagger had already cut Jiang Mingyang's throat.

At the same time, Holyfield Owen rushed up, and a pair of iron fists hit Jiang Mingyang's chest like a pile driver.

The live broadcast room was silent. They didn't expect the enemy to be so strong and the battle would be so difficult.

The gamblers were also silent. They didn't expect that the game would be over after only one game.

The cooperation of the four of them was exquisite, there was no flaw at all, Jiang Mingyang had absolutely no chance of winning!