Chapter 785

A long time ago, when Yang Qiugang was just a chaotic man, he found that no matter how seriously he was injured, he would recover at an incredible speed.

Not only can he recover quickly, but also the result of his injury recovery is an amazing increase in his strength.

For example, after the comminuted fracture of his arm, the chaotic force will repair it at the first time, and the bone strength and meridian toughness of the place where he was injured will not be more than doubled.

Once he had an idea of extreme self abuse. In order to increase his strength, he might as well find someone to break all his bones and internal organs and reorganize them. Isn't this the only way to increase his strength?

But the idea has never come true.

The main reason is not others, but because he has tried, but the pain is unimaginable.

Strength can be greatly increased, but with it, pain also increases in geometric multiples.

That kind of pain was a kind of torture that he couldn't bear.

When a person deliberately relies on this means to increase his strength, it is totally different to fight and get hurt with him. After Yang Qiu tried it once, he simply gave up this method.

That kind of feeling is like the difference between a person deliberately taking a knife to scratch his hand and accidentally being scratched on his hand. The psychological endurance of active injury and passive injury is completely different.

He combines the true spirit of Feng fangya, the knowledge of Taoism and Buddhism, various divine powers and methods, as well as alien terrorist fighting methods. These methods and knowledge are more auxiliary to him, because he inherits the three chaotic forms of Feng fangya, which are all inclusive, and he doesn't need to practice other divine powers and methods at all.

This kind of assistance can make him more sensitive to find each other's shortcomings and weaknesses, and then hit each other hard in the way of four or two.

Yang Qiu's strength now, if he doesn't rely on the magic weapon of protecting himself, he can draw a second-class golden immortal at most. If he goes up, he may not be afraid of anything, but if he really meets the top power, he can only escape.

However, this second-class golden immortal refers to the real golden immortals in the Oriental fairy world who have worked hard for countless years, rather than the western group of Yueyao experts who rely on various means to produce and accumulate.

The fighting instinct of the alien race is actually incomparably powerful. However, for countless years, they have not had the spirit of their ancestors and have not experienced any decent battle. They have long become a show off.

In addition to the real antiques left behind, those forbearance are soldiers, while others, even Japanese Yao masters, have no combat experience. Their combat experience is only limited to the fight when they are usually jealous and fighting for face.

So in front of them, although Yang Qiu's strength is far inferior to them, he has far more combat experience and skills than these so-called emperors.

Moreover, he has three life-saving hairs given to him by sun Dasheng. Even if he tries to use one, he will kill these guys today.

He doesn't want the other party to just bleed, but to really kill the other party.

The hearts of different races are different, and the three different races were not originally in the world. They forcibly occupied the world and enslaved the human race for countless years. They were kept like animals. No matter from any aspect, even if there is really a kind-hearted existence among the different races, the different race is the different race. Yang Qiu has no psychological burden even if he kills more people here.

Standing behind emperor Shi Yan, the young man took two steps forward, stared at Yang Qiu indifferently and said faintly:

"My Lord, Emperor Shiyuan, what do you want to bet? As long as you can hold your finger without relying on magic weapons, you can bet anything you want! "

When saying this, everyone in Xingchen Pavilion stared at Yang Qiu, and many of them became very complicated.

Yang Qiu was looking at emperor Shiyan, with a strange smile on his face. Emperor Shiyan had dealt with him, and they had been entangled from the Oriental cultivation world to the secular world, and then here. Emperor Shiyan didn't expect that Yang Qiu dared to come to the base camp of an alien race.

For what means Yang Qiu has, Emperor Shi Yan is even the most familiar and familiar person.

Is there any conspiracy in today's gambling fight?

Emperor Shi Yan stared at Yang Qiu with bright eyes and thought everything for hundreds of times. When he was sure there would be no loopholes, he nodded slowly.

"Yang Qiu, I know what means you have. You must be sure of winning. Since you put forward the bet, what is the bet? How many valuable things do you have? "

Yang Qiu said faintly with a smile:

"Any bet?"

Emperor Shiyuan looked at Yang Qiu and snorted coldly. He proudly raised his head and said coldly with a smile:

"Whatever you want, just speak. My family can afford to pay you, boy. I'm afraid your appetite is too small and your value is not rich enough!"

With a faint smile, Yang Qiu stretched out her hand and pointed to the destroyer armed around her, sarcastically said:

"I'll bet on these two sets of Destroyer weapons. Can you afford it?"

Emperor Shi Yuan's face suddenly changed. He just talked big. At this time, Yang Qiu hit him in the face directly.

Yes, these two sets of Destroyer arms, even the ruling family behind him, can never afford this price.

"You...!"

Emperor Shiyuan was about to get angry, but emperor Shiyan waved his hand and said coldly:

"OK, just these two sets of Destroyer arms...!"

Before his voice fell, Yang Qiu said:

"Slow down, I still have more than ten congenital Lingbao in my hand. I want to add these things, and all of them!"

As he spoke, he took out a lot of things from his storage bracelet, and everyone was stunned.

There are too many and miscellaneous things in his storage bracelet. All kinds of valuable and worthless things are piled up disorderly. They are colorful and look colorful. To say value, it is also very terrible for some heirs of Yipin family, but it is a joke for these emperors.

Almost all the people after the emperor released Yan were about to laugh.

It turns out that this guy is a poor man except for two sets of Destroyer arms.

It is estimated that most of the destroyer's armed forces are not his. Otherwise, who do you think this bastard is? A low-level little reptile for a month, dare to be on an equal footing with all the top childe brothers of the three alien races?

For what?

This guy has such a thick skin.

Even emperor Shicha's face was gloomy at this time. When he lay on the ground, his eyes flashed gloomy eyes.

He doesn't like these things, but emperor Shicha believes that this guy must have some means.

And Emperor Shi Yan was also looking at Yang Qiu up and down at this time. These things are mixed with all kinds of messy things. He doesn't bother to see them at all.

His goal is these two sets of Destroyer armed forces, and what he is most worried about is Yang Qiu's means.