Su Qiong was a little surprised, and unconsciously became interested in the ancient martial arts in Zhao Ermo's mouth.

The hammer is a simple power mutant, and the strength of one body is enough to lift the car with one hand.

Even if it was him, he didn't dare to go head-to-head with the hammer.

And a small human can do it.

It's so much fun.

If he also learned a trick and a half, wouldn't he be able to maximize his life-saving ability.

The impulse in Su Qiong's heart became more and more intense.

Ordinary people can exert seventy percent of their own strength, train a little, and play eighty or ninety, if they learn ancient martial arts, I am afraid that it will not be a problem to exert extraordinary performance.

If used properly, it is more than enough to be a life-saving ability.

……

in the venue.

The battle between Iron Hammer and Zhao Mo continued.

Although it is a pure power-type mutant.

The bones of the hammer are extremely hard, but they are still flesh and blood, and the skin and muscles are not immune to attacks like bones, and they are very flawed.

For such an enemy.

I have to say that Zhao Mo is very means.

He jumped directly to the neck of the hammer, and he recognized the neck of the hammer, and continued to hit the same place.

And the hammer's originally stiff and strong muscles slowly showed signs of softening under Zhao Mo's continuous attacks.

"Roaring ......"

The hammer under the pain was even more manic, and he directly stopped running, and jumped up in place, trying to throw Zhao Mo off his neck.

As the hammer jumped back and forth more and more, Zhao Mo immediately became unstable, and his limbs tightly locked the hammer's neck and did not dare to relax.

Seeing that Zhao Mo was like a dog skin plaster firmly attached to his neck, the hammer directly changed his strategy and began to roll on the cement road, and suddenly the smoke and dust were billowing and it was a mess.

But.

Around like this, Zhao Mo refused to let go.

If you don't do it, you don't stop it.

He just closed his eyes.

As the hammer rolled, it was like a roller coaster, face down for a while, and back to the ground for a while, very embarrassed.

The road surface is in disrepair, and after years of rolling by vehicles, it has long been rugged, there are a lot of small stones on the road, Zhao Mo's back hurts, sometimes it is even worse when he rolls into potholes, his head has been bumped several times, dizzy, fortunately, Zhao Mo has undergone three evolutions, plus he is a descendant of ancient martial arts, he has been soaked in all kinds of tobacco and alcohol since he was a child, and he has already exercised the steel and iron bones, and the action of the iron hammer, he can barely withstand it.

But it's not a way to go on like this, the hammer has rough skin and thick flesh, and there is no damage at all, and Zhao Mo is about to suffer, from the beginning to the present, he is at a disadvantage, after all, no matter how big his fingers are, he can't do his fists, he can only outwit in the face of absolute strength, and he can't be defeated, he must find the weakness of this third-level zombie and change from passive to active, but where is the weakness of this third-level zombie.

Zhao Mo didn't have to think about it to know, it must be in his head.

But he didn't have a sharp dagger, and he didn't have a solid iron rod, but he relied purely on his fists.

I'm afraid that the zombie's skull is not cracked, and his fist will be shattered first.

But.

Just when Zhao Mo was still pondering, not far away, a bright light suddenly came into his eyes.

It's a knife.

At the edge of the knife, there was a sharp cold glow.

It is Li Moran's exclusive weapon.

Zhao Mo hadn't used it, but the only thing he knew for sure was that this azure blue knife was extremely sharp, enough to cut through gold and jade.

He could have used this knife!!

It is absolutely impossible for the demented IQ of the zombie to detect his calculations.

You can break them all by yourself when the time comes.

Level 3 zombies, is that just that?

Zhao Mo's face rose slightly, and a trace of coldness flashed.

The next moment.

He directly let go of the hammer,

fluttered and rolled to the side, but I didn't expect the point to be really back, and it rolled crookedly into the drainage ditch on both sides of the road.

Although Dongtian County is a small county, it is not developed.

Such a concrete road is flanked by narrow drainage ditches, and then farmland, with no shops in front of the village and no shops in the back.

As soon as he rolled into the drainage ditch, Zhao Mo's brows ached, it was so hard, and when he touched it with his hand, it turned out to be a stone with a big bowl mouth.

"Roar, Roar, Roar, ......Roar, Roar, Roar, Roar, T

As soon as Zhao Mo went down, the hammer roared and rushed up.

He was really angry.

In front of the master, he didn't take down a small human for so long.

What a shame!!

I didn't see that the new little brother of the boss on the side, the Dark Tyrant, didn't come directly, and looked at his jokes on the side!!

The more he pondered, the more angry the hammer became.

"Damn, use this to make up the !! first"

Zhao Mo didn't think much about it, he picked up a bowl-sized stone in each hand, and as soon as he stood up and looked up, he saw the hammer staring at him in front of him.

The thick nostrils were constantly panting, buzzing with white mist......

Without any hesitation, with all the strength of his body, the stone in Zhao Mo's right hand quickly smashed towards the head of the mutant cow accurately, and with a bang, the stone broke into two pieces and splashed on both sides, but the hammer only shook his head......

Zhao Mo was shocked in his heart, he knew best how much strength he had.

This time.

Don't hesitate.

Zhao Mo directly turned over and rushed towards the azure knife that fell not far away.

With this knife, he can definitely kill this giant zombie.

"Let's do it, Celestial King"

Zhao Mo's plan was very good, but he would never have dreamed that Su Qiong was a human zombie.

In addition, he is a spiritual mutation, and his reaction ability is even more different.

Therefore, when Zhao Mo's afterglow spilled on the azure blue knife, he had already noticed it.

"Roaring ......"

With Su Qiong's order, the Dark Zombie Tyrant did not stand by and rushed out directly.

"Boom ......"

its heart.

The blood vessels are staggered and longitudinal slit, with different thicknesses, forming a three-dimensional transportation network extending in all directions, and various substances of blood in the blood vessels, including nutrients, energy, and oxygen, are transported to all parts of the body, and waste is also discharged outward......

It looks like a peach, beating rhythmically, and the blood flows through the atrium and ventricles and into the arteries under the pressure generated by the contraction of the heart muscle.

Puff, puff, puff......

It's like a pump, buzzing......

And with the agitation of the heart, everyone present, except for the zombies, all had slightly ruddy faces, as if they were congested.

"Roaring ......"

The Dark Zombie Tyrant roared, and directly swung his fist towards Zhao Mo.

"Click......" sound.

Silent void.

A sound similar to the breaking of a tree branch suddenly sounded.

The next moment.

I saw that Zhao Mo's fist seemed to hit a mountain, the muscles of the entire arm burst inch by inch, blood flowed sideways, and the skin of the fist was broken, revealing the white bones of Sensen......

(End of chapter)