Chapter 742: Big ass

Chapter 742: Big Mix Yuan Palm
Facing this world-like imperial monarch and the vastness of the sea, Su Zimo's subconscious will use the killing tricks in the Great Wild Demon King's Secret, and the blood ape will give fruit!
This is completely combat instinct.
The so-called combat instinct is to see the opponent's moves, although the mind is blank, but without thinking, the body can make the most correct response and judgment!
Many times, instead of seeing the opponent move, think about how to dismantle or dodge, because at that time it is too late.
With their fighting talents, in melee strikes, they rely on an instinct!
However, Su Zimo's heart moved, and suddenly remembered that the blood ape offering fruit was the killing trick in the Great Demon King's Secret, and it was also a means of the demon tribe.
So far, Su Zimo has been trained to have both form and spirit in the killing tricks of the Great Wild Demon King's Secret!
If someone closes his eyes, it is not Su Zimo that emerges in his mind, but a ape demon king who is truly and murderous!
Mixing up a true king and others will inevitably take action against him!
That was the flash of thought, Su Zimo's shot was hesitant, and the momentum instantly fell into the downwind!
There is no time to fight back, but only passive resistance.
In a hurry, Su Zimo's arms were just raised.
The fist of Emperor Xi has come!
boom!
Flesh collision, bones fighting!
Pedal!
Su Zimo's blood in his body was surging, a step backward!
So far, Su Zimo has been fighting all the way, killing countless powerful enemies. For the first time in melee, someone can force him to retreat!
One miss, it's too late!
This kind of opportunity will never be missed for a demon such as Emperor.
The emperor stepped forward and turned his arms, like a steel whip and smashed it hard towards Su Zimo!
The wind is whistling!
Su Zimo's expression was calm, he couldn't see a bit of confusion, the blood in his body was turbulent, and there was a sound of sea tide, and the crackling of his bones.
call!
Facing Emperor's arm, Su Zimo punched out!
This punch turned out a dazzling brilliance!
Six spirit patterns, innate artifacts!
There was an exclamation from the crowd.
The fist box of this innate artifact was the treasure that Su Zimo first entered into the ancient battlefield and killed everyone in Liuli Palace.
No matter how strong the Emperor's flesh is, his arms are so stiff, and he can absolutely not carry the blow of the innate spirit!
The corner of Emperor's mouth slightly tilted, and there was a mockery in his eyes.
Seeing that his arm was about to hit the congenital artifact, the emperor suddenly changed his moves, spread out his big hand, turned his fist into a palm, and slap it on Su Zimo's fist!
"Discard me!"
The emperor sighed, murderous!
"Ok?"
Su Zimo's look changed.
The palm of Emperor Xi's hand burst into a grinding and strangling force.
It's like a huge grinding disc, suppressing Su Zimo's fist underneath, constantly spinning, crushing, and strangling!
This power has even penetrated the surface of this glove, acting on Su Zimo's fist!
Su Zimo could clearly feel that his fists and arms seemed to be suppressed by a huge grinding disc, and he could not struggle at all!
"A big deal!"
In the crowd below, Lin Xuanji looked dignified and murmured.
The big mixed Yuanzhang is regarded as the undisclosed secret technique of the mixed Yuanzong, extremely terrifying.
Cultivate to the extreme, and just pressing it with one hand is enough to crack the mountain!
If a monk wears an innate defense weapon, the monk's physical surface will be intact, but in fact, the whole body's internal organs have been ground and shattered, leaving no vitality!
Dasha Yuanzhang, wipe out everything!
Even if it's an innate spirit, it can't stop the grinding power of Dasha Yuanzhang!
Pedal!
Su Zimo took a step back, shaking his arm a few times, secretly frightened.
If it wasn't for the tidal energy that erupted at the last minute, this fight, even if his arm will not be abolished, I am afraid he will be injured!
After Shu Luo Yan Beichen taught him "The Tide Volume", Su Zimo has not delayed in these years.
The tide is strong, there are a total of nine.
Today, Su Zimo has cultivated to the third level.
"Ok?"
The emperor's heart was even more surprised.
Normally, at the moment when the two played against each other, he temporarily changed his tactics and broke up in the palm of his hand. Su Zimo could not resist it.
But at the moment when the two men collided, in the fist of Su Zimo, the triple power was passed over, like a tide surge, rolling in!
It was this power that dispelled the grinding power of his scumbag.
Such doubts were too late in the fight.
The emperor has already seized the opportunity, and the momentum is like a rainbow. He will never give up such a good situation. He rushed up again, reached out his palm, and suppressed it again towards Su Zimo!
boom! boom! boom!
The sound of the tough guy in front of them kept ringing.
The emperor pressed hard.
Su Zimo kept backing.
At the bottom of the funeral dragon valley, the emperor revealed his terrible melee talent, and even continuously eliminated the killing tricks of the Great Demon King's Secret.
At present, Su Zimo cannot use the demon method, his strength is greatly reduced, and many melee killings cannot be released.
For a while, it was difficult for him to reverse the situation, and he was always suppressed by the emperor. It seemed that he might be killed on the spot at any time!
"Well, there are so many differences. I did not expect that at the beginning of the war, the emperor was suppressing Su Zimo, who had no resistance at all."
"Yes, it depends on how long Su Zimo can last."
"Although the name of the eternal evil is strong, it can only be overshadowed by the emperor."
"Actually, the situation is good now. Su Zimo's ability to resist so many palms has proved his strength."
There was talk in the crowd.
The fat man and others looked dignified and extremely nervous, and the whole body was tight, for fear that Su Zimo would have any accident.
"Relax."
Lin Xuanji next to him was very calm, pointing at the two people on the stage and said, "Please pay careful attention, although Zi Mo has obviously fallen into the downwind and has been retreating, but has not revealed his defeat. This battle is difficult to say. very."
On the stone platform, the emperor's offensive has become increasingly dense and fierce.
His body is agile and fast, surprisingly fast.
The palm is even more horrible. In the mid-air, even dozens or hundreds of palm shadows emerge from all directions, suppressing Su Zimo!
Su Zimo's expression was calm. Although he was backing away, the light shining in his eyes became brighter!
Even without the monsters, he still has a lot of cards!
"chant!"
suddenly!
A Brahma came without warning!
Su Zimo vomited the Brahma, folded his hands together, and touched the index fingers of both hands together, the other four fingers crossed each other, pinching a mysterious spiritual decision.
After pinching out this spiritual formula, Su Zimo stopped the regressive figure instantly.
At his feet, it seemed as if it had taken root, and it was glued to the whole stone platform.
The emperor's body shook.
The blood and spiritual power in his body were blocked by this Brahma, and there was a short stagnation!
At the same time, his Yuan slightly affected.
On the cloud, the real monarchs of the Buddha's gates all changed their looks and lost their voices: "Keep it still!"
Even the guide monk was surprised, and murmured, "How is that possible?"
(End of this chapter)