Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 176 The Terrifying Madman (Fourth)

boom!

Pang Yue backhand pulled out the **** gun inserted in the ground, the ground cracked, and the soil was splashing.

Pang Yue dragged his big gun, and walked towards Su Zimo in a long walk, saying, "I don't know which disciple of Xianmen you are. I must have spent a lot of effort on training your master, but ... …Pity."

"Although your blood has reached the legendary blood like the tide, but your refining has not yet come to fruition, your strength is too weak, and it is not my opponent!"

Su Zimo stunned in his heart, and said secretly.

The two have not yet met, but this Pang Yue has seen through his reality.

Pang Yue said well. Although his blood is terrifying and his physical strength is strong, in the Secret Book of the Twelve Demon Kings of the Wilderness, cutting the marrow to exchange blood is only the fourth one.

In refining the body, Su Zimo also had two exercises, Dirty Dirty and Tongqiao, which were not cultivated.

Ziz!

The tip of the gun across the ground made a weird noise.

In the sound, accompanied by Pang Yue's heavy footsteps, tart! Tart! Tart!

Not hurried, but extremely powerful, every step, as if stepping on the space where Su Zimo's heart beats, giving him a very uncomfortable feeling.

As Pang Yue approached, his momentum became stronger and stronger. On the contrary, Su Zimo's momentum was suppressed by death!

In the eyes of the audience, Pang Yue seemed to be a ten-meter-tall ancient demon, looking down at Su Zimo, who was as small as an ant.

This is of course only the illusion of everyone, but it is the result of various factors such as momentum and gas field on both sides.

Shang Guanyu secretly apprehended Pang Yue's horror, and thought about it. Even if there is no Forbidden Ancient Formation here, he may not be the opponent of this lunatic.

But Shang Guanyu breathed a sigh of relief.

Anyway, this monk in blue shirt is finally dying.

Pang Yue is left, at least a few of them have no worries about their lives. If the monk in the blue shirt is left, they may only have escaped.

The Shuluzong demon's eyes were indifferent, showing cruel light.

Seeing this scene, the magic demon demon was very happy, and he exclaimed: "Pang lunatic, it's too cheap to kill this person directly. You better tear him to pieces, so that it will be happy!"

Ji Yao Yan lighted Chang'e's eyebrows, and there was a look of worry in her eyes.

She knows best about Pang Yue's methods and abilities. Among the demons of all ages, Pang Yue's strength ranks first, otherwise she will not be called a lunatic!

Watching Pang Yue step by step, Su Zimo suddenly realized.

Although the first two words Pang Yue said were facts, at that time, they were a kind of offensive technique.

When Su Zimo thinks that he is not as good as Pang Yue, the momentum will inevitably weaken and thus lose the opportunity.

Realizing this, Su Zimo was looking for ways to break the situation.

"Haha!"

Pang Yue didn't give Su Zimo a chance at all, and came near, holding up a **** gun, like turning an iron rod and steel whip, smashing his head and covering his face, the wind roared, and it was breathtaking!

Su Zimo didn't even think about it, his footsteps moved horizontally, and he avoided the first time.

This gun is too powerful!

If he wants to be tough, the result will only be smashed into serious injuries, and may even fall on the spot!

"Can you hide it!"

Pang Yue missed a shot, hit the ground, made a loud noise, and the rock cracked.

In the billowing smoke, a thick, black gun pierced straight, extremely stable, as if it could poke the sky into a hole!

Su Zimo's eyes brightened, he took a half-step obliquely, took the momentum of plowing the sky, forcibly reversed the momentum, avoided the frontal sharpness of the dark gun, and turned the cold moon knife, and severely cut towards the weakest part of the gun body!

This knife was cut out, Su Zimo himself secretly sighed.

Regardless of the angle, timing, strength, and coordination of plow Tianbu, this knife is perfect.

Su Zimo even thought of the backhand of this knife.

Collided with Pang Yue's big gun, Han Yuedao tilted, and cut across the barrel downward, forcing Pang Yue to let go!

In this way, Su Zimo will greatly increase momentum, regain the opportunity, and occupy the advantage of weapons!

"when!"

The voice of Jin Ge's fighting erupted.

Like Su Zimo's imagination, Han Yuedao's sword was severely chopped on the gun, but then, Su Zimo's expression changed greatly, and his voice was not good.

On the gun, Su Zimo felt an extremely forceful shock!

Hanyuedao just landed on it and passed it along the blade.

This is a trap!

It is exactly the same as that of Su Zimo, the talented man, against Pian Yue. This is a flaw that Pang Yue intentionally sold.

"Oh!"

The gun body trembled, Hanyue Dao was suddenly collapsed, Su Zimo's tiger's mouth cracked, blood dripped, and all the backhands designed in his mind were useless.

"Haha!"

Pang Yue laughed loudly, his arm carried force, and his gun swept across, hitting Su Zimo's head directly.

After Han Yuedao took off his hands, Su Zimo responded very quickly and was short.

The dark gun swept through the air, but suddenly changed its moves, stopped at Su Zimo's head, and smashed down again!

Su Zimo exerted his strength on both feet and rolled to the side, avoiding this fatal blow dangerously, and was covered with a lot of dust, looking a little bit embarrassed.

The two have fought so far, but a few rounds, but Su Zimo escaped several times, the reaction was a bit slow, and he would be killed on the spot!

The strength of both sides will be judged.

In the eyes of everyone, Su Zimo has even lost his weapon. There is no hope at all in the face of Pang Yue, who is holding a dark gun.

"I said, you are strong, but you are not my opponent. Let your fate go." Pang Yue's voice sounded as if he was stating a fact, which should not be doubted.

Su Zimo raised an eyebrow, a flash of light in his mind, and finally found the flaws in Pang Yue's previous words!

"My strength is really inferior to you, but the strength of melee is not the only strength." Su Zimo slowly adjusted his breath and responded lightly.

At this moment, the air-conditioning induction between the two people changed wonderfully.

Pang Yue's momentum was still extremely strong, and Su Zimo's breath suddenly became somewhat elusive.

If you say that Pang Yue is a tall and towering mountain, Su Zimo is now a deep ocean without a bottom.

It's hard to separate the two!

No one knows whether the mountains are reclamation or the sea has no mountains.

"I'm curious. You even lost your weapons. What are you going to fight with me, eh?" Pang Yue also noticed Su Zimo's abnormality and continued to exert pressure.

"The weapon is in the hands of some people. It is not only useless, but also a burden."

Su Zimo exhaled a long breath, looking calm, and actually walked towards Pang Yue.

"Wow! Wow!"

"Boom!

"Hum ... um ..."

A weird noise. It sounded like a tiger and a leopard thunder in Su Zimo's body.

Su Zimo's momentum is constantly rising!

If someone closes his eyes, a very shocking picture will appear in his mind!

It was a tall and majestic ancient demon with scarlet eyes, walking step by step from the monstrous tide, his body flashing with a thunderous thunder, cannot be stared at!

Thank you, the teenagers, who have not panicked, Li Pan, never give up, heaven fighting, happy angel, three acres of land, no more mosquito-repellent incense, do not want to miss, rewarded by God of time and space, thank you for the 10,000 books in black ~

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