Necromancer Doomsday Walk

57 Man of Steel

A loud shout, like the sound of violent thunder exploding in the ears, made those low-level magic warriors dizzy, dizzy, and weak.

The fighting energy in the whole body was 100% unreserved, exploding in an instant and rushing into the limbs and bones. Every part of the body was filled with fighting energy.

Dou Neng, running crazily in a wonderful way, is distributed throughout the body, as if it is integrated with every cell, and is no longer distinguishable from each other.

Wan Zhiyang's body also underwent obvious changes at the moment Dou Neng poured into his body.

A luster like water waves quickly filled the whole body, glowing with a cold metallic silver-gray luster. Every muscle was obviously convex, and the joints between muscles were sunken, like a statue carefully crafted by a stone carving master.

Perfect work.

This body is like a real cast iron body, glowing with a cold silver-gray metallic luster, and looks full of incomparable power.

Having said so much, in fact, it only took a moment. When Wang Ling's spear passed a distance of seven or eight meters and was about to hit Wan Zhiyang, Wan Zhiyang's body had already transformed from a flesh and blood body.

The body is now glowing with metallic luster.

With a clang, dozens of sparks flew into the sky, rushing through the air, crossing arcs, and falling towards the ground. Some of them were bright, scattering like fireworks exploding in the sky on a summer night.

Wang Ling's spear accurately hit Wan Zhiyang's chest, but the expected scene of piercing Wan Zhiyang's chest did not appear. The sharp tip of the spear was blocked for the first time, and

What blocked it was the human body of Wan Zhiyang.

Although this attack did not use skills, in fact, it was not that Wang Ling did not use skills, but that the use of Thunder and Fire Strike required a little time to prepare, and the opportunity was rare and fleeting.

With this powerful attack, Wang Ling was going to kill Wan Zhiyang directly.

Unexpectedly, Wan Zhiyang used a skill and his body was strengthened countless times, making Wang Ling's attack ineffective.

The huge stabbing power and a huge backlash were transmitted through the spear to the palm of the hand, instantly causing Wang Ling's palm to feel numb and the tiger's mouth to feel a faint pain.

Wan Zhiyang's body couldn't help but shake a little, but he didn't suffer any damage.

"man of Steel!"

"It's the captain's body of steel!"

"That idiot, doesn't he know how powerful the Captain's body of steel is?"

The magic warriors of the Black Mountain Chapter stared at Wan Zhiyang's body with gleaming eyes, and shouted excitedly.

That's right, what Wan Zhiyang is using at this time is his innate skill: Body of Steel.

Body of Steel, as the name suggests, after using this skill, the entire body will become as hard as steel. Of course, this is just a metaphor. In fact, Wan Zhiyang's body of steel is as hard and tough as Baidu.

I don't know how many times stronger the refined steel becomes.

Otherwise, even thousands of refined steel may not be able to withstand Wang Ling's attack and remain intact.

In addition to giving the body terrifying hardness and toughness, the body of steel does not stiffen the joints throughout the body and affect movement, and the body still has the same flexibility as before.

There was another clang, Wan Zhiyang flicked the spear away with one hand, leaned forward, stepped hard on the ground with both feet, and the sound of thumping footsteps sounded, and each step broke the hard floor into pieces, leaving a trail.

A deep footprint.

Like a chariot, Wan Zhiyang rushed towards Wang Ling, fighting with both hands. The sound of metal clanging was deafening.

"kill!"

With a sharp shout, Wan Zhiyang rushed across a distance of seven or eight meters in an instant, and punched out fiercely. The air was squeezed and made bursts of popping sounds. This punch was fierce and unforgettable.

Wang Ling's eyes flashed wildly, and he moved quickly to the side. At the same time, the spear in his hand pierced out like a poisonous snake emerging from its hole, and stabbed Wan Zhiyang's eye.

Since the body is extremely hard, let's start with the eyes. I don't believe that even the eyes have become the same as the body.

Wan Zhiyang seemed to be on guard. When his punch missed, another hand quickly appeared in front of his eyes.

With a clang sound, he blocked the blow of the spear with his palm, and then quickly and forcefully grasped the tip of the spear.

Wang Ling's expression changed slightly, and he exerted force on his arm and immediately pulled back, but the tip of the spear was tightly grasped by Wan Zhiyang, unable to pull it out even a bit.

Douneng quickly infused the spear body, rushed towards the tip of the spear, and exploded violently in Wan Zhiyang's hands.

The huge explosion force instantly opened Wan Zhiyang's hand, and the spear slipped out of Wan Zhiyang's hand.

But instead of retracting the spear, he feinted and stabbed Wan Zhiyang's other eye.

The speed was so fast that Wan Zhiyang had no time to defend himself and closed his eyes subconsciously.

With a clang, sparks flew away again, and the tip of the spear pierced the eyelid of Wan Zhiyang's eye. Although it did not hurt the eye, the force of the blow was extremely strong. The force of the shock made Wan Zhiyang's eyeballs ache.

I couldn't help but take two steps back to release my strength.

Seeing that attacking the eyes seemed to be effective, Wang Ling shook his arm, and in an instant, the spears turned into spear shadows, as fast as a poisonous snake spitting its core, and all of them pierced Wan Zhiyang's eyes.

Wan Zhiyang had no choice but to continue to retreat, and at the same time, he kept shaking his palms in front of him to block Wang Ling's spear attacks again and again.

Wang Ling was unforgiving, and charged out with his spear again and again. Each blow seemed to tear the air apart, making bursts of sharp sounds, leaving afterimages in the air.

Wan Zhiyang was very angry, and was actually beaten. Although the opponent's attack power was not as powerful as his, the speed was so fast that he could only passively defend and find it difficult to counterattack.

What was especially disgusting was that the other party kept greeting him in the eyes.

Even if he closes his eyes and is hit on his eyelids, he will not be hurt. However, the eyelids are still too tender after all, and a small part of the attack force will still be transmitted through the eyelids to the inside, and then attack the eyeballs.

Although it will not damage the eyeballs, the small force will make the delicate eyeballs feel bursts of tingling pain. This feeling is very uncomfortable.

Wan Zhiyang even felt that if he was repeatedly hit on his eyelids and affected his eyeballs, he might really hurt his eyeballs.

Therefore, he had to take action again and again to block the spear attacks and was unable to make an effective counterattack. This feeling made him extremely aggrieved, and the anger continued to accumulate in his heart, just like the precipitation of volcanic magma...