"I've seen the abbot of Shaolin, and Aries is polite." The young man is not very tall and strong, but his muscles are tense all over his body, his muscles are like gold and iron, it is obvious that the kung fu of refining the body has been practiced to the deepest depth, and as he steps into the ring step by step, his momentum is also rising step by step, which can be called like a dragon and a tiger!

Zhao Zimo, who had already stood up, did not have a trace of nervousness, and smiled freely: "I have seen the Aries Zen Master, please." He held out his hand and signaled that he could strike first.

After all, the seniority is here, and as the abbot of Shaolin, he doesn't have to salute him.

But he returned the gift and let Aries strike first, which is the biggest courtesy.

In the innate realm, the master has made a move, and it is a move to be able to grab a move, especially for the white sheep who refines the body, if he does not breathe, with that infinite power, he can definitely hammer an ordinary innate realm martial artist to death.

Aries nodded, then ...... The figure rose violently, blinked his eyes and came to Zhao Zimo's body, and suddenly swung his fist away.

He hadn't learned any kung fu except for the dragon elephant Bo Ruogong, but his body was full of qi and blood, and he had reached the innate realm.

The shot was as fast as thunder, many people saw this scene, and couldn't help but gasp, if that punch hit themselves, it is estimated that their heads were beaten into rotten watermelons.

But Zhao Zimo's reaction speed was faster, his body leaned back, he wanted to fall down, he crossed the river with a reed, flew upside down against the ground, and listened to the thunder in an instant, the white sheep was like an arrow from the string, and instantly crossed the distance of more than ten steps, and the marble under his feet shattered in an instant.

He came to Zhao Zimo's side again, and smashed it quickly with one punch, and the little monk's body was almost about to fall to the ground, but the shocking flat ground moved sideways, only to hear the fists in his ears colliding, muffled sounds, punch by hole.

But after three blows of strength and exhaustion, the little monk carp turned over, clenched his right fist to form a big arc, and with the twisting body quickly swung out, with a 'bang', the two fists collided, Zhao Zimo turned over and retreated, three or four feet away......

After a short fight, it was really frightening, and it seemed that there was no victory, but Zhao Zimo knew that at this time, his right fist would not obey the call, and his hand bones were almost broken by a punch.

The white sheep had red eyes, but his consciousness was extremely clear, he walked towards Zhao Zimo step by step, his momentum became stronger and stronger, and he said lightly: "Do you know that I only used seventy percent of my strength?" ”

Zhao Zimo smiled casually: "Do you only know that this seat only used a reed to cross the river?" ”

"Okay." Zhao Zimo ignored the punch, and saw that he was about to hammer it in his chest, holding his hand on the fist that could not be discharged at all, but his body suddenly rose up, he was condescending, and slapped his claw on the head of the aries.

Aries drank softly, immediately crossed the knife, and was angry in the dantian, completely trying to resist this blow with a skull as hard as iron, the little monk immediately staggered and used a jack pendant, and the dragon claw hand instantly tore out blood marks on his back, but before the little monk burst back, Aries suddenly grabbed his arm, and suddenly dragged it, and the two got close again.

How dare Zhao Zimo fight to the death with such a desperate guy, before another punch came, he raised his leg high, kicked him in the chest, and stomped on the soles of his feet, and the white sheep's chest shook, after all, he couldn't stop this kick, and his legs dragged the marble backwards and slid far away.

But the little monk never expected that his kick did not let his palm release his arm, but dragged him backwards together.

The corners of the white sheep's mouth were oozing blood, with a sneer, and the palm of his hand was weighted, and he was about to pinch off his arm, but with the sound of 'stabbing', Zhao Zimo suddenly withdrew his severely painful arm, away from him.

"Bone shrinking?" Aries looked at the bloody sleeves and slowly looked up.

"Yes!" The little monk said in a deep voice, he has met a master at this time, an absolutely right master, he is considered one of the strongest enemies in the world, and he is the kind that disregards his life and intends to die together, which is really difficult.

At this time, the skin of his right arm, almost under his grasp, fell off most of it, and the flesh and blood were blurred, as if it was wasted, and everyone who watched was shocked, they never expected this person to be so strong, full of steel and iron bones, even the Shaolin abbot of the main refining body was not an opponent.

But Zhao Zimo knew in his heart that although his right arm was not scrapped, if he was caught, it was not as simple as shedding the skin, but even the flesh and bones were gone... Although he had just cultivated the Innate Golden Gang Hood, he was powerless to resist.

This kind of ability to release true qi can eventually block all weapons below the innate level, and the group battle can be called half invincible, but in the face of people of the same realm, they can't go up to the stage.

But to say that at this time, he will be defeated, it is not counted!

The white sheep rushed again, Zhao Zimo's right arm swung back, one arm met him, the white sheep laughed and shouted angrily, his fist showed his green tendons, the qi and blood and true qi in the body had climbed to the peak, and the arrogance of the innate realm was undoubtedly displayed, and the true qi was infused into the whole body with the operation, and the stone slab under his feet could sink every time he stepped on it.

He has no routines for punching, but he is like steel, no matter what move you use, he is a swift punch.

Crazy and powerful!

This kind of arrogant style of play really made Zhao Zimo a little helpless, he learned a hundred martial arts, but at this time, in the face of this person, it was useless, and he was about to be beaten to death by the master.

The little monk who was hammered twice in a row on the chest, his chest shrunk a piece, and bulged again, he vomited blood and retreated, and his ribs almost collapsed, but fortunately, he learned Tai Chi yesterday, not to mention that the unloading force was all removed, but after all, he could block a block.

But the monk who has been struggling to support him for so long, Zhao Zimo wants to scold people out loud, is it too much of a deception?

The two of them worked hard in less than half a cup of tea, and they made nearly a hundred moves, but they caused death, and the little monk at this time was dressed in blood, his face was pale, and his right hand was always in his back, and he could block the attack with his left arm.

If it weren't for the fact that he learned more kung fu on his hands and feet, he would have fallen by this time, and the Aries became stronger and stronger, and his eyes became redder and redder, as if he was crazy and demonic.

At this time, many Shaolin disciples looked at the scene in front of them uneasily, and the palms of their hands were sweating, although the little uncle was strong enough and was born with a congenital realm, but today he is only sixteen years old, and he has only been practicing martial arts for three years.

I don't know how many people looked at the acting abbot Jueyuan, trying to stop this competition, after all, in their minds, the life of the little uncle is much more important than the position of the leader of the alliance.

But whether it is the sub-character generation or the Juezi generation, they can only watch quietly, this competition is not a simple alliance leader, but also a contest between two rivers and lakes, how can others be allowed to interfere?

Because from the moment the two of them stepped into the ring, life and death have been reconciled.

Yuanzhu wanted to laugh very much, because the little junior brother was about to defeat the Shaolin abbot, but he couldn't laugh, because the little junior brother had completely fallen into a state of madness, and his little junior brother would never come back......

As the two of them punched each other, the real anger exploded.

Zhao Zimo slid out of a half-arc in mid-air before landing, and the dragonfly was a little watery, looking so chic, but in fact, it was to unload the force.

But even so, the white bones of his left arm were exposed, and everyone who watched it was shocked, and even Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but stand up!

And Zhao Zimo, who had lost all his arms and had almost no power to resist, watched Aries attack with one punch again!

That punch.

Ten thousand pounds, like a raptor crossing the river!

I don't know why, the little monk didn't retreat, but stepped forward out of thin air.

Point it out with one finger!

"Open the mountain!" The two words Lang Lang are deafening.