Chapter 379: Secret loss

Chapter 379
"This guy, I'm insured!"
Everyone thought that when Su Zimo was about to die, a voice came from the oblique thorn, and the tone was unquestionable.
Not far away, a sword light came galloping.
Standing on the sword was a playful boy with an eye-catching eyebrow, which was Tang Yu, Danyangmen's favorite man.
Just when everyone's attention was shifting to Tang Yu, Pei Chunyu brushed a faint luster deep into his eyes, suddenly made a fist, and shot.
This punch came straight to Su Zimo's chest. The speed was extremely fast, and it was almost instantaneous!
On the surface of the fist, five auras of light flashed out suddenly, erupting suddenly, like a scorching sun, blooming with magnificent rays, dazzling!
Five spirit patterns, perfect magic weapon!
On the palm of Pei Chunyu, she wears a perfect-quality glove, as thin as a cicada, and almost transparent.
If it wasn't for spurring, this glove would be hard to find!
Kill a blow!
"Be careful!"
Tang Yu's expression changed dramatically, exclaiming.
The distance between Pei Chunyu and Su Zimo is too close, you can reach them with your hand.
Tang Yu seemed to be able to see that in the next scene, Su Zimo's chest was punched with a shocking blood hole!
This fist has no warning, it is more like a sneak attack, and it is like a thunderbolt. No one can respond at all, except ... Su Zimo.
I have to say that Pei Chunyu is indeed a true disciple of Liuli Palace, the top monk of foundation building.
The timing of the shot was perfect.
Tang Yu appeared and even Su Zimo's attention attracted him.
It was at this moment that Su Zimo was slightly different, and Pei Chunyu shot.
If it wasn't for spiritual consciousness, this fist would have killed Su Zimo's life!
But even in the case of spiritual awareness, Su Zimo was a little slower. He could not compete with it by pumping blood and quenching the knife.
Seeing this scene, Tang Yu's eyes darkened.
Even if Su Zimo reacts, the results will not change much.
You should know that Pei Chunyu's cultivation is two levels higher than Su Zimo's realm, and the refining skill of the Liuli Palace is absolutely invincible.
Pei Chunyu's strength is higher than Su Zimo's!
More importantly, Pei Chunyu's palm is the perfect spiritual tool, and Su Zimo is the flesh and blood.
In Tang Yu's view, Su Zimo will probably be killed by a punch in the fight between the two.
If he is lucky, he can get a life by chance, that arm will inevitably be abolished, the combat power will decrease sharply, and the path of the path may be stopped.
boom!
The fists collided, and a muffled sound erupted, such as defeating leather.
The brilliance on the perfect spirit suddenly converged.
Pei Chunyu was motionless.
Su Zimo was shocked, and he stepped back three steps before stopping the retreat.
At each step, the frame of the ploughing step is shifted subconsciously, shifting the center of gravity, leaving three deep footprints on the ground and shaking the ground!
The flesh and blood on Su Zimo's fist was blurred, and the bones inside were faintly exposed.
Not white, but blood-red bones!
"Ok?"
The crowd opened their mouths and their eyes almost fell out, watching the scene incredibly.
Not dead?
Did n’t the arm go away?
Just bleeding from his fist, with a slight injury?
how can that be?
Even if the top grade spirit artifact was hit by this fist, it would be blasted into a pile of debris. How could this Su Zimo's flesh and blood body be in front of me ...
The many monks on the sidelines were completely stunned.
Everyone wouldn't believe it unless they saw it.
Di Shajiao Demon Xue Yang frowned slightly, his eyes fell on Su Zimo's right hand, thoughtfully.
Pei Chunyu's pupils contracted slightly, and her palms were retracted without a trace, and she was lost behind her.
"Hey."
Looking at the palm of Pei Chunyu's back, Su Zimo suddenly laughed.
Except for him, no one knew at all what happened when the two were fighting.
Although Su Zimo's physical body is strong, he can never carry the power of a perfect spirit.
In the situation at that time, even if it was demonized, Su Zimo only improved his strength by one level, but still couldn't stop the perfect magic weapon.
Like a child growing up into an adult, the strength has increased many times, but with the flesh and blood, it still can't stop the sharp edge of the sharp knife.
But Su Zimo has a special place on his body.
His right hand.
The outside of the right hand is flesh and blood, but the inside is covered with scarlet bones of unknown origin. It is indestructible.
Therefore, in this matchup, although Pei Chunyu prevailed in strength, he repelled Su Zimo by three steps.
However, in reality, Su Zimo was not greatly affected, but was only slightly injured.
But Pei Chunyu ate a secret loss, and the pain was unbearable.
No one noticed that the palm of Pei Chunyu's back was shaking slightly under the cover of the sleeve robe.
The punch on the iron plate was uncomfortable.
At this moment, Tang Yu had already arrived and landed between the two, followed by Liang Bo.
"Su Daoyou, are you ... okay?"
Tang Yu was confused, looking at Su Zimo behind him, could not help but ask and asked, his voice hesitant.
"It's all right."
Su Zimo shook his head.
"Really okay?"
Tang Yu found an elixir from the storage bag and passed it, whispering: "Don't take it, have you suffered internal injuries? This elixir was swallowed to stabilize the injury first."
Su Zimo smiled slightly and shook his head to refuse.
"Pei Chunyu, what do you mean?"
Tang Yu turned around and stared sharply, questioning: "I said, I'm Danyang Menbao, you still shot him?"
"Ha ha."
Pei Chunyu chuckled and said lightly: "To see Su Daoyou's physical strength and melee strength is not bad, but just to see how happy he is, to learn a trick, why should Tang Yu Taoist be nervous?"
"Study?"
Tang Yu sneered.
Pei Chunyu's punch was clearly the life of Su Zimo!
Before being scolded by Su Zimo and having no light on his face, now he has eaten another secret loss. Pei Chunyu will not lose heart and is still looking for opportunities to kill Su Zimo here.
Tang Yu in front of him is not afraid.
But when he saw the old man behind Tang Yu, Pei Chunyu glanced under his eyes.
Pei Chunyu took a deep breath and sighed in his heart that Danyangmen had stepped in and wanted to kill Su Zimo today. It was unrealistic.
What's more, there are nearby evil spirits watching in cold eyes.
This time is not suitable for a conflict with Danyangmen, otherwise it will be easy to be picked up by the evil spirits.
At this point, Pei Chunyu clenched his fist towards Tang Yu, and took a deep look at Su Zimo, and said with a smile: "Taoyou, come to Japan, you and I will still have the opportunity to 'discuss'!"
After studying the two words, Pei Chunyu's words are extremely heavy.
Su Zimo smiled slightly and said lightly: "Next time, I will take your fate!"
"Hahahaha!"
Pei Chunyu laughed loudly and even said, "Okay, okay, okay! I am waiting for you!"
After speaking, Pei Chunyu waved his sleeve robe and turned away with the monk Liuli Palace.
On the other side, Xue Yang also retreated.
In an instant, the two top powers in Xuantian City retreated cleanly, as if they had never appeared.
Ji Chengtian and others breathed a sigh of relief.
Unconsciously, the four had already been sweating.
(End of this chapter)