The Merry Evil Emperor of Another World

Chapter 871 Fighting Warcraft with bare hands!
(I'm the evil cutting line)
Chu Mo shrugged his shoulders, looked helplessly at the painful manticore, walked aside, and kicked hard on the huge crimson scales of the manticore.

"Bang..." The sound of heavy objects hitting each other sounded.

The manticore was kicked more than ten meters away by Chu Mo.

The manticore kicked by Chu Mo bowed and bent together like a shrimp. The bulb-sized eyes that were stabbed by Chu Mo's fingers were tightly closed, and the strong limbs were helplessly planing on the ground. one time.

Poor manticore, it's impossible to open its eyes for the time being.

Let us observe three seconds of silence for the eighth-level monster Manticore abused by Chu Mo.

One... three... OK, it's over.

Chu Mo deliberately let out the sound of footsteps, and walked heavily towards the manticore.

Although the eyes are temporarily invisible, but as an eighth-level peak monster, Manticore's hearing and senses are still good.

With a low growl, the manticore heard Chu Mo's footsteps, quickly got up, drew a beautiful arc, and slammed directly towards Chu Mo.

You must know that the manticore was also mad by Chu Mo at this time. First, he didn't sleep during his lunch break, and was poisoned by Chu Mo's singing for a long time. The meaning of disdain made Manticore go crazy. Now that Chu Mo had stabbed his eye and kicked him again, how could he not repay such humiliation? Manticore has lost his mind, the only thing he thinks is The thing is to throw Chu Mo down, bite him to death, and shoot him to death...

The instinct of the beast was revealed.

For Chu Mo, worries and joys were intermingled.

Why?
It's very simple, because the instinct of the beast appeared, the sad thing is that the strength, speed, flexibility, and explosiveness are much stronger, and it is more difficult to deal with; but the joy is also the same, as we have just talked about, high-level All monsters have their own wisdom. Now that the beast's instinct is fully displayed, and the manticore has lost its mind, how can there be any wisdom?
To use an analogy, is it harder to kill a tiger or to kill a human?
Hearing this, many people will say, of course it is difficult to kill a tiger, because tigers are stronger than humans!Strength and speed are strong, and there is no way for humans to compare.

But to kill a tiger, just use a trap, and use meat as bait to kill it is very simple.

But what about people?
To kill someone, the bait must not only be big, but also the trap should be decorated gorgeously and realistically, so that he cannot quickly tell the truth from the fake, otherwise if the enemy finds a flaw, this well-planned trap will not kill the enemy, but will kill the enemy. Kill yourself.

In this comparison, who do you think is stronger?
Again, that's the reason.

Chu Mo understood this truth, so he deliberately increased the sound of his steps to further stimulate the manticore.

Perhaps it is the consistent habit of ferocious beasts, usually the first strike is a pounce.

Manticore was no exception. It leaped high and rushed towards Chu Mo.

Seeing this, Chu Mo immediately lowered his body and speeded up, and instantly came under the body of the manticore.

Raising a fist in his hand, there is no blood-red true energy spreading like before, and what follows is a punch.

Gathering all the strength Chu Mo could use at the moment, he punched out with one punch.

There was a lot of blood on the corner of Chu Mo's mouth. The breeze blew by, and his long black hair fluttered casually on his shoulders.

The resolute cheeks were as sharp as a knife, and the dark eyes were deep and cold, and at this moment there was a breathtaking coldness.

The whole person is still in the state of punching.

A fist the size of a casserole was clinging tightly to Manticore's body.

"Bang..." The manticore fell backwards, and its body directly stuck to the ground and rubbed for tens of meters before stopping.

The crimson scales were covered with dust at this time, and the crimson scales on the left side that had just been hit by Chu Mo's punch began to crack rapidly.

What a domineering punch.

The perfect combination of power and speed.

There is no fancy prelude, only one punch is needed, this is Chu Mo's one punch to rule the world.

Now without the blood-red infuriating Cuntuo, it is still powerful.

But what about Chu Mo?
Chu Mo watched the manticore fall to the ground, did not get up for a while, let out a breath, his body swayed a little, after a long time, he pressed his hands on the ground, barely supported his whole body, knelt on the ground, a pair of dark eyes Staring intently at the fallen Manticore not far away.

Zixuan, Nianyan and the little guy all looked at Chu Mo with eyes almost adoring.

What a hot-blooded man, with his flesh and blood alone, he knocked down the powerful eighth-level monster, Manticore.

How spectacular and wonderful this is!

From ancient times to the present, there has never been a single person who can have such shocking strength.

It can be said that Chu Mo's punch has brought out the potential of human beings to the fullest.

This moved Zi Xuan, who had practiced magic and martial arts for many years.

"Don't you need any fighting spirit and magic elements, and you only need to exercise your body to the limit, and you can run rampant in the world?" Zixuan murmured tremblingly.

"In front of such a powerful fist, can my magic shield of the light department resist it?" Similarly, the saint Nianyan was also secretly comparing in her heart.

Only the little guy was stunned, and jumped up from the arms of the two women, waving his fleshy little bear paws, apparently applauding Chu Mo's punch, and the manticore's falling to the ground. Cooperate and be happy.

Unfortunately, before a few people were happy, Manticore quickly got up.

Although the crimson scales on its left side were a little cracked, it didn't make it flinch in the slightest.

The instinct of the beast stimulated its nerves.

The dignity of being king maintains it.

The eighth-level monster manticore is angry!

The tail that was as thick as a human's thigh was erected at the back, and the tail was covered with jade-like joints, and at the end stood a gleaming bone spur.

It was just such a gleaming bone spur, which was locking onto Chu Mo.

Chu Mo fell to his knees, and the manticore was pressing towards Chu Mo step by step.

How should Chu Mo handle this critical situation?

With the help of the two women or...

(End of this chapter)