boom!
Pang Yue pulled out the big black gun stuck in the ground with his backhand. The ground cracked and soil splashed everywhere.
Pang Yue dragged the big gun and walked toward Su Zimo at a fast pace, saying: "I don't know which sect of the Immortal Sect you are a disciple of. Your master must have spent a lot of effort training you, but... Pity."
"Although your bloodline has reached the legendary level of blood as the ocean, you have not yet fully refined your body and are too weak to be my opponent!"
Su Zimo's heart trembled, and he secretly said something powerful.
The two have not yet fought each other, but this Pang Yue has seen through his lies.
What Pang Yue said was true. Although his bloodline was terrifying and physically powerful, in the Secret Book of the Twelve Demon Kings of the Great Wilderness, cutting marrow and exchanging blood was only the fourth chapter.
In terms of body refining, Su Zimo still has two articles on refining the internal organs and clearing the body.
Zizz!
The tip of the gun scratched the ground, making a weird sound.
This sound was also accompanied by Pang Yue's heavy footsteps, tart! Tart! Tart!
It was neither urgent nor slow, but extremely powerful. Every step seemed to step on the space between the beating of Su Zimo's heart, giving him an extremely uncomfortable feeling.
As Pang Yue approached, his momentum became stronger and stronger. On the contrary, Su Zimo's momentum was suppressed!
In the eyes of the onlookers, Pang Yue seemed to be transformed into a ten-foot-tall ancient demon, looking down at Su Zimo, who was as small as an ant.
This is of course just everyone's illusion, but it is the result of various factors such as the momentum and aura of both parties.
Shangguan Yu was secretly frightened by Pang Yue's terror. He thought about it and realized that even if there was no ancient forbidden spirit formation here, he might not be a match for this madman.
But Shangguan Yu breathed a sigh of relief again.
No matter what, this monk in blue shirt is finally going to die.
With Pang Yue left, at least their lives are not in danger. If the monk in blue shirt is left, they may have no choice but to flee.
The Shura Sect Demon's eyes were cold, revealing a cruel light.
Seeing this scene, the demon from the Huanmo Cult was very happy and said loudly: "Crazy Pang, it would be too easy to kill this person directly. You'd better tear him into pieces, this will be happy enough!"
Ji Yaoyan frowned lightly, a hint of worry flashed in her eyes.
She knows Pang Yue's methods and abilities best. Among all the demons of the Demon Sect, Pang Yue's strength ranks high, otherwise he wouldn't be called a madman!
Seeing Pang Yue walking over step by step, Su Zimo suddenly realized.
Although the two sentences Pang Yue said at the beginning were considered facts, saying them at that time was a way of attacking the mind.
When Su Zimo thinks that he is not as good as Pang Yue, his momentum will inevitably weaken and he will lose the opportunity.
After realizing this, Su Zimo was looking for a way to break the situation.
"Ha ha!"
Pang Yue didn't give Su Zimo a chance at all. He came closer and swung the big black gun, like turning an iron rod and steel whip, and smashed it down on his head and face. The sound of the wind howling was breathtaking!
Su Zimo didn't even think about it, he moved sideways and avoided it immediately.
The power of this shot is too strong!
If he tried to challenge him forcefully, he would only be seriously injured, and he might even fall on the spot!
"Can you hide!"
Pang Yue's shot missed and hit the ground with a loud noise, and the rock cracked.
In the midst of the billowing dust and smoke, a thick, pitch-black spear pierced straight through, extremely smoothly, as if it could poke a hole in the sky!
Su Zimo's eyes lit up, he took a half-step diagonally, took a plowing motion, forcibly reversed his momentum, avoided the frontal edge of the dark spear, turned the Hanyue Sword, and slashed hard at the weakest part of the gun body!
This time the sword was slashed, Su Zimo himself secretly praised it.
Regardless of the angle, timing, strength, and the coordination with Li Tianbu, this sword is perfect.
Su Zimo even thought of the backhand of this knife.
Colliding with Pang Yue's big gun, the Hanyue knife tilted and cut downwards along the gun shaft, forcing Pang Yue to let go!
In this way, Su Zimo's momentum will greatly increase, he will regain the opportunity and gain the advantage of weapons!
"when!"
The sound of fighting broke out.
Just as Su Zimo imagined, Hanyue Sword slashed hard on the gun, but then, Su Zimo's expression changed drastically, and he secretly screamed that something was wrong.
On the gun, Su Zimo felt an extremely powerful concussive force!
As soon as Hanyue Knife landed on it, it was passed along the blade.
This is a trap!
It is exactly the same as Su Zimo's method of dealing with Qianmian just now. This is a flaw that Pang Yue deliberately exposed.
"Buzz!"
The gun body trembled, Han Yue Dao was suddenly blown away, Su Zimo's mouth was shattered and blood dripped, and all the backup plans he had planned in his mind were useless.
"Ha ha!"
Pang Yue laughed loudly, used the strength of his arm, swept the gun body, and hit Su Zimo's head directly.
After Han Yue Dao was released, Su Zimo reacted very quickly and dwarfed his body.
The big black gun cleared the air, but suddenly changed its move, stopped on top of Su Zimo's head, and smashed down again!
Su Zimo exerted his strength with both feet and rolled to the side, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow. His whole body was stained with a lot of dust, and he looked a little embarrassed.
The two have only fought for a few rounds, but Su Zimo has narrowly escaped death several times. If his reaction is slow, he will be killed on the spot!
The strength of both sides makes a decision.
In the eyes of everyone, now that Su Zimo had lost even his weapons, there was no hope at all facing Pang Yue who was holding a big black gun.
"I said, you are strong, but you are no match for me. Just accept your fate." Pang Yue's voice sounded like he was stating a fact that could not be doubted.
Su Zimo raised his eyebrows, an idea flashed in his mind, and he finally discovered the flaw in Pang Yue's previous words!
"My strength is indeed not as good as yours, but strength is not the only strength in melee combat." Su Zimo slowly adjusted his breath and responded lightly.
At this moment, the energy induction between the two people changed wonderfully.
Pang Yue's aura was still extremely strong, but Su Zimo's aura suddenly became a little elusive.
If Pang Yue is compared to a tall and towering mountain, then Su Zimo is now a bottomless ocean.
The two are indistinguishable!
No one knows whether the mountains have reclaimed the sea or the sea has submerged the mountains.
"I'm curious. You've even lost your weapons. How can you fight with me?" Pang Yue also noticed Su Zimo's abnormality and continued to exert pressure.
"In the hands of some people, weapons are not only useless, they may also be a burden."
Su Zimo took a long breath, looked calm, and took the initiative to walk towards Pang Yue.
"Crash! Crash!"
“Boom!
"Huh... um..."
There was a strange noise. What sounded in Su Zimo's body was the thunderous sound of tiger and leopard.
Su Zimo's momentum is constantly rising!
If someone closes his eyes, an extremely shocking picture will appear in his mind!
It was a tall and majestic ancient monster with scarlet eyes. It walked step by step from the surging sea tide. Its whole body was flashing with blazing thunder. Don't look at it!