Became a god from the blood baron

Chapter 78 The Earl Who Doesn't Know Third-Order Magic

Paul looked at the second-rank viscount who suddenly appeared in front of him.

Listen to the ridiculous conversation between this second-rank viscount and Jack.

solve me? !

There was a wave of anger in Paul's originally dead eyes.

Now the newly promoted first-order clansmen are all so crazy?
There used to be Jack, now...

wrong.

Paul narrowed his eyes.

Before, a Viscount Jack was able to unleash a powerful energy attack, killing Lucy and Kenny.

Could this Meng Yan also have such an ultimate move?
The Duke bestowed a protective treasure, but there was only one, which had already been used...

Thinking of this, Paul's heart sank slightly.

If that level of attack occurs again, it will be difficult for him to survive.

"Are you afraid?"

At this time, Meng Yan heard Jack's affirmative answer and smiled with satisfaction.

Then, he turned his head to look at Paul, and said with some surprise.

Paul was expressionless.

He decided to tear the mouth of this crazy guy.

It is impossible for everyone to have an ultimate move with the same strength as Jack.

Paul wrapped Jack in a cloud of blood energy and tossed it aside.

"Let me see what your credentials are."

Swish!
With a flash, Paul came up to Meng Yan, used his palm as a knife, cut through the air flow, and slashed down fiercely.

He is a blood count, facing a viscount who is one level lower than himself, he chooses to attack melee instead of releasing blood magic.

The corner of Meng Yan's mouth curled up, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Then, he raised his right hand and stretched upwards.

During this process, his entire arm swelled rapidly, and the muscles bulged.

boom!
Two fingers grip Paul's palm firmly.

Paul froze for a moment and looked over in astonishment.

One of Meng Yan's arms had swelled more than twice, and his muscles bulged, directly tearing his sleeves, and pieces of cloth fell to the ground.

Thick fingers, like iron pliers, pinched his palm in pain.

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and Paul let out a loud roar, and his arms swelled up, and his already tall and strong body also swelled up at this moment, becoming even bigger.

The power gathered in his palm, and he pressed it down suddenly. He wanted to smash the viscount's hand to death.

Meng Yan felt his fingers sink suddenly, and a force surged over him.

"interesting."

The corners of the mouth are getting bigger and bigger, this Paul is a bit interesting.

This was the first time Meng Yan met a blood clan who dared to fight him in close quarters.

It's really overpowering.

He first mobilized part of his physical strength to stabilize his fingers to counteract the incoming force.

Then continue to hold Paul's palm, preventing him from advancing or retreating.

Then exert force with both fingers at the same time, and move them sideways.

"Ah!"

Paul let out a scream, and his four fingers were snapped off by Meng Yan, presenting a strange distortion.

In pain, he kicked out and attacked Meng Yan's waist.

This kick was fast, bringing up afterimages one after another.

The distance between the two is so close, most people will not be able to react in time, and they will be kicked and severely injured.

But unfortunately, his opponent is Meng Yan.

He is fast, Meng Yan is faster.

Between lightning and flint.

Meng Yan's right foot instantly kicked Paul's chest.

Bang!
When Paul's feet were still some distance away from Meng Yan's waist, a huge foot was already attached to his chest.

A huge force came from the soles of his feet, and Paul was instantly kicked away, falling into the dense forest behind him in a parabola.

That dense forest was the place where he had rushed out of it to surprise Jack.

Paul flew in backwards, his back broke several big trees that were hugging each other, and then he lost his strength, and then slowly slid down from the last big tree to the ground.

"Ha ha……"

Paul got up from the ground.

An inexplicable laugh came out of his mouth.

He didn't expect that one day, he would be knocked into the air by a blood clan with his physical strength.

You know, physical strength has always been his strong point.

For hundreds of years, he has sought various body strengthening secrets, tempering his body crazily with blood energy every day and night, pursuing the ultimate level, in order to become the first blood clan to show the starlight point in ten thousand years.

Because of this, after being promoted to earl, he never practiced third-order blood magic.

It takes a lot of time to practice magic, which seriously delays his physical training.

It is said that the flesh of the blood race is weak, and the blood energy cannot strengthen the body to the limit of the rank, but Paul just doesn't believe it.

He will do things that ordinary people cannot do, and climb to the pinnacle of physical perfection.

When he was in the first and second ranks, he felt that he was close to the limit.

After reaching the third level, he even integrated the part of the blood energy that should have been used to baptize the soul into the body.

Coupled with the various secret methods of the physical body that he has practiced, Paul feels that there may be only a layer of separation left in his distance from the limit.

He is confident that, with his current physical strength, in the same rank, even if he is the strongest gold iron werewolf of the werewolf family, or the most powerful hate demon of the entity demon family, he will not be much different.

But just now, he was suppressed by a second-rank viscount with his physical strength, and suffered a small loss.

Although he didn't use his full strength.

However, a second-rank Viscount was able to achieve this level purely with his physical body, which surprised him very much, and...

Surprise!

"You deserve my seriousness."

There was a trace of excitement in the low and hoarse voice.

It seems to be happy to see the hunter.

In an instant.

In his body, in the blood core, all the blood can gushes out, and all of it melts into the flesh.

Paul's body gradually swelled and became huge, becoming more than three meters tall in an instant.

On his back, two lumps of flesh bulged, and then became bigger and bigger.

Bang.

Both balls of flesh burst, revealing two black bat wings.

At the same time, his two fangs were also elongating, until they reached his chin before barely stopping.

This is his strongest physical form, the black bat blood body.

Not far away, Meng Yan watched Paul's changes, his eyes sparkled.

The blood clan who pursued the flesh?
He looked at his right hand and right leg.

They have just used part of their physical strength, causing them to be abnormally large now, and they are a little out of harmony with other parts of the body.

In terms of physical strength, can a third-tier vampire be stronger than him?

At this time.

Paul has come out from the dense forest.

The body is more than three meters tall, tall and strong.

Huge black wings spread out behind him, and the long fangs shone with eerie white light.

"I only used [-]% of my strength just now."

Paul stared at Meng Yan and said seriously:

"Now, I think, you are qualified to be my opponent.

I will use all my strength and kill you. "

Meng Yan sneered.

He bent slightly, then slowly straightened up.

Follow this action.

His body swelled extremely rapidly, and he became taller.

All the clothes on his upper body were torn, and pieces of muscle protruded like iron stones.

On the legs, under the restraint of black leather pants, the muscles on the thighs and calves are more distinct.

"You used [-]% of your strength, but I didn't even use [-]% of your strength!"

Accompanied by his growl.

A muscular giant in black trousers and bare upper body appeared in place.

The fourth-order physical body explodes!
(End of this chapter)