The mandrill moved his dislocated arm.

looked at Cheng Hu over there.

He was originally dominated by anger, but at this moment he calmed down. The blood-red color in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a bit of calmness.

Before that, from the bottom of his heart, Shanxiao had never really regarded the two people in front of him as his opponents, even if he was knocked out the last few hairs on the top of his head just now, he was just angry.

In anger, that was not the true strength of the mandrill.

And now, he's going to get serious!

With his calm eyes, coupled with the awe-inspiring killing intent, when he looked at Cheng Hu, even if he was as strong as Cheng Hu, he felt a feeling of depression.

This is the strength of the master, the coercion that brings!

Feeling this, Cheng Hu couldn't help frowning, he raised his hand and made a defensive posture.

However.

The next second.

The mandrill had already rushed in front of him.

Before Cheng Hu could react, a punch had already smashed into Cheng Hu's chest.

Even if he raised his hand to block, Cheng Hu did not block Shanxiao's punch.

This.

Cheng Hu flew out upside down, and in the process of flying out, he spit out a mouthful of blood.

When he fell to the ground, he tried to stand up, but found that his chest was churning and his dizziness was getting worse.

That punch hurt the heart.

Cheng Hu already had a feeling of suffocation.

The mandrill calmed down and used a killing move, one move to defeat the enemy. If it's just an ordinary opponent, you'll be dead when you land.

Cheng Hu's vision became blurred.

He seemed to be on the verge of death.

"Hu!"

Zhang Yi shouted.

This scene happened too suddenly.

Zhang Yi rushed over, but the mandrill over there ignored Zhang Yi, and after a few steps close to Cheng Hu who fell to the ground, he stepped on his head.

A mandrill's kick may be able to trample a person's head.

If this happens, even if Zhang Yi has the ability to "heal" now, I am afraid it will be impossible to come back to life. The head is already broken, how can it be healed?

The terrifying scene in his mind stimulated Zhang Yi's heart.

He shouted.

"Stop!"

At that moment, Zhang Yi had a new force under his feet.

From more than ten seconds away, with his own speed, he rushed to Cheng Hu's side.

And Shanxiao didn't pay attention to Zhang Yi's shout at all, but let out a low roar, with a hideous face, stepped on Cheng Hu. Just before he was about to step on it, Zhang Yi had already rushed over, he volleyed into the air, a fierce kick, with a whistling sound, and kicked at the head of the mandrill!

In this case, Zhang Yi knew that only by making the mandrill realize that his life was threatened could he let him take that kick, otherwise, Zhang Yi's strength would not be able to stop his kick at all!

Between Zhang Yi and Shanman, there is still a gap in strength.

One more draw!

Really.

As Zhang Yi expected, after his ferocious kick passed, the mandrill immediately responded.

The back of his head was the gate, and he didn't dare to take a hard kick from his opponent, so under Zhang Yi's extremely fast attack, Shanmandrill had to retract his feet to avoid Zhang Yi's attack.

See here.

Zhang Yi's tricks changed again.

Put away that kick and punch in succession, attacking the mandrill's soft underbelly.

No matter how muscular it is, the weakness is the weakness of human beings after all, and compared to other places, this place is definitely still a weakness. What's more, the mandrill is nearly two meters tall, and Zhang Yi is only one meter eighty-five, there is a height difference between the two people, and there is actually an advantage in attacking the weakness of the mandrill. Twelve Literary Network

In a short period of time, Zhang Yi continuously hit the underbelly of the mandrill!

Basically, he is mainly an inch boxer!

Although the mandrill could block it, he wanted to grab Zhang Yi's fist to control him, but he couldn't do it at all. After attacking a hundred times in a row, suddenly, Zhang Yi changed his attack method.

He leaped into the air.

A punch turned into a palm and slashed at the mandrill's front heart.

Originally, the mandrill thought that Zhang Yi was going to use some powerful attack, but he never thought that Zhang Yi would actually attack his most muscular chest.

Supported by muscles, the mandrill's chest can be said to be the strongest defensive place.

Second only to his juniors.

Zhang Yidu had already tasted it before, and when he smashed it with a fist, it felt like smashing on a steel plate. This time, Mandrill didn't quite understand, how could he still use such a boring attack?

With this kind of trick, Mandrill doesn't even need to defend.

So.

Seeing Zhang Yi slash at his chest with a palm, the mandrill directly attacked Zhang Yi's face with his fist!

The advantage of height, the range of attack is larger, Zhang Yi's palm, before it touched the mandrill's chest, the mandrill's punch smashed into Zhang Yi's face first.

At this time, Zhang Yi turned over.

Suddenly, he changed his tricks again, and in an instant, he rushed to the side of the mandrill.

A palm struck out in the process, and smashed ferociously on the soft underbelly of the mandrill.

This.

To the mandrill's surprise, he was not able to stop it.

With a muffled sound, Zhang Yi's palm, the attack power is also quite strong! Moreover, it is a small range of inches, after one palm, several palms in a row, which only happens in a few seconds.

Because the mandrill was injured in the soft underbelly, which seriously affected his core strength, he actually had no power to fight back in these few seconds.

Meanwhile.

In Zhang Yi's mind, another voice came.

"Instantaneous Drain!"

"Successfully absorb the strength of this high-level martial artist!"

"The three instantaneous absorptions have all been completed, and the comprehensive absorption of the opponent is ninety percent of the strength!"

The last time, when Zhang Yi's concentration was very high, this instantaneous absorption had reached forty percent, and the effect of the previous absorption was almost the same.

This is a bit against the sky!

When ninety percent of the opponent's strength converged in Zhang Yi's body, Zhang Yi felt that the blood flow in his body seemed to be boiling, and ninety percent had reached a qualitative change!

So.

In the last palm of Zhang Yi's powerful attack, it turned into a ferocious punch!

With a thud, the force of the fist smashed on the soft underbelly of the mandrill, and the soft underbelly of the mandrill instantly sunken, and the musculature pulled the bones, all of which were dented.

There was a widespread collapse, and he had at least two or three broken ribs!

The mandrill was smashed to the ground by this last punch and retreated continuously.

Staggered, staggered, and almost fell to the ground!

Glancing down at the wound.

The collapsed piece, the clothes were soaked with blood.

The pain in the heart made the whole face of a master like Shanxiao twist together, and the cold sweat on his forehead came down. looked at the injury in the weakness, and then at Zhang Yi over there, Shanxiao looked incredible.

Why?

This person seems to be getting stronger and stronger in the battle with himself?

Or was he trying to do it all the time, not using all his strength? What kind of person is he, is there such a master in the ordinary world outside the northern realm?

Give the mandrill a blow!

Zhang Yi immediately rushed to Cheng Hu's side, because Zhang Yi knew that Cheng Hu didn't have much time.

The killing move that Shanxiao gave to Cheng Hu just now, not many people could survive it.