Such a flaw is fleeting, and it is difficult for the vast majority of monks to grasp it.

But the purple-robed monk was facing Su Zimo!

A killing move in the Great Desolate Demon King's secret book burst open the arm of the purple-robed monk, Su Zimo kept moving, and his originally slightly curled figure suddenly bounced away!

Cracking sound!

The muscles in the body tremble, and the bones tremble.

Rumble!

The soles of the feet fell heavily on the ground, and the ground shook!

With this huge momentum, Su Zimo stretched out a pair of sturdy arms, the muscles on which were knotted together, flashing with bronze light, and his five fingers were wide open, grabbing towards the shoulder blades of the purple-robed monk!

At the same time, Su Zimo bent his knees forward!

The whole person, like a galloping horse, rushed into the past!

After the blood ape offered the fruit, with the help of the body bouncing off, the strength of the muscles and bones stretched, the plough and the heavenly step, reversed the momentum, and then picked up the divine horse to split the corpse!

During the whole process, there is no stagnation, like flowing water.

This collision suddenly burst out with a tragic and incomparably fierce aura!

Even if a pure-blooded beast stood in front of him, Su Zimo could smash it to pieces!

The division of the body of the divine horse is the most ferocious style in the secret book of the Great Wilderness Demon King.

In addition to this collision, Su Zimo's outstretched hands are also where the killing move lies, once he clamps the purple-robed monk's arm, it will be torn off in an instant!

The purple-robed monk originally seized the opportunity.

But after being blocked by Su Zimo's Blood Ape Offering Fruit, a flaw was suddenly revealed, and his momentum took a sharp turn!

Seeing Su Zimo rampage, the purple-robed monk's expression changed slightly, his hands clenched into fists, and the knuckles of his middle finger were slightly raised, hitting Su Zimo's palms of both hands.

At the same time, the purple-robed monk's figure fell backwards, raising his foot against Su Zimo's knee.

Smack!

The two of them collided with their fists, and they were both shocked.

Bang!

Immediately afterwards, Su Zimo's knee slammed into the sole of the purple-robed monk's foot.

The purple-robed monk jumped backwards with the trend, his body fluttering lightly, and the whole person fluttered, powerless, and slowly fell backwards.

This kind of fierce and tragic divine horse split corpse was actually dissolved by the purple-robed monk with a soft force!

Su Zimo has practiced so far, and there have been countless battles.

But in close combat, there has never been a person who can compete with him.

The purple-robed monk in front of him was the first!

The purple-robed monk's figure floated in mid-air, paused slightly, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and the whole person pounced again.

Rumble!

The purple-robed monk punched over.

In the void, there was even a loud bang!

The purple-robed monk's black hair was scattered, his eyes were shining, and his whole person seemed to be integrated with the surrounding environment.

Whoa!

Su Zimo did not retreat or avoid, let the blood vein roll and gallop in his body, and the momentum of the whole person had climbed to the peak!

The front of melee war is the most dangerous.

If you make a slight mistake, you will probably be killed on the spot!

Even in the face of the seemingly invincible punch of the purple-robed monk, Su Zimo did not choose to retreat, the fierce light in his eyes jumped, and the battle intent was rolling.

"Hah!"

Su Zimo exhaled, and under tremendous pressure, he took a step forward and opened his arm, the green tendons on it were exposed, and the flesh and blood of his fist swelled, and it swelled in a circle!

This punch is like a big blue and black seal, falling from the sky!

The eyes of the two are firm and unshakable!

Rumble!

Punch and punch!

The whole void seemed to be still!

In the ears of Ming Zhen and the little fox, they heard bursts of oozing sounds.

The fists of both of them have bone cracks!

Lose both!

The purple-robed monk's eyes narrowed slightly, and anger swelled in his eyes.

In all these years, no monk of the same rank could hurt him!

He didn't expect that he would be injured in this dilapidated and inconspicuous ancient temple!

Su Zimo's face was expressionless.

He didn't have the luxury of hoping that this punch would be able to suppress the purple-robed monk.

After the punch, Su Zimo's palm suddenly softened, as if it had no strength, and landed on the purple-robed monk's arm like a soft bull's tongue.

"Huh?"

The purple-robed monk only felt that his scalp was fried, and his heart was shocked.

Rumble!

Before he had time to think about it, the spiritual power in the purple-robed monk's body gushed out, and all of it was condensed on his arm!

I saw Su Zimo's palm, a roll, a shock and a drag!

Sting!

The clothes on the purple-robed monk's arms were all torn apart, turning into rags and floating in the air.

The two of them are separated at the touch of a button!

Although the purple-robed monk's arm was intact, it was trembling slightly, as if it had suffered a lot of impact.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough, and his blood and spiritual power gushed out at the same time.

Otherwise, his arm would probably be broken on the spot!

"You-find-die!"

The purple-robed monk's face instantly became gloomy, staring at Su Zimo and saying slowly, the aura of the whole person changed, and there was a trace of palpitating power fluctuations around him!

Jindan Vision!

Although Su Zimo has no spiritual power, he is extremely sensitive to the power of vision.

The purple-robed monk suffered a small loss, obviously didn't want to entangle with him anymore, and was already ready to use the Jindan Vision to kill him!

Su Zimo's expression was calm.

If the purple-robed monk uses the golden pill vision.

That proves that the two of them will have to share life and death, and there is no room for maneuver!

When the time comes, he doesn't have to have any scruples, he will directly run the inner pill and demonize it!

After demonization, Su Zimo's combat power will skyrocket!

But even so, he was not sure to suppress this purple-robed monk.

The terrifying vision of this person's Jindan is probably beyond his imagination!

"Little junior brother, don't panic, I'm here to help you!"

At this moment, Ming Zhen came to Su Zimo's side with the powerful aura between the two, his eyes were clear, and a trace of terrifying power fluctuations appeared around him!

Ming Zhen knew the situation of Su Zimo's dantian, and knew that he had no spiritual power, so it was impossible to condense the Jindan vision.

Therefore, Ming Zhen hurriedly came over, intending to help Su Zimo resist the golden pill vision of the purple-robed monk.

"Huh?"

The purple-robed monk's eyes shone brightly, and his attention fell on Ming Zhen.

Su Zimo also looked sideways slightly.

Behind Ming Zhen, a jade-like bud emerged, stained with dew, pure and flawless.

The buds swayed gently, emitting a mysterious light, dispelling the darkness, as if it could purify the world of all evil!

The cyan buds will bloom at any time!

Pure World Blue Lotus!

Legend has it that the lost Pure World Blue Lotus actually reappeared at the bottom of the Burial Dragon Valley, this inconspicuous little novice!

Before the Pure World Qinglian was lost, it ranked extremely high on the Jindan Vision List.

The eternal green lotus, swaying and brightening, purifying the sins of the world, can enter the top ten of the vision list!

In fact, whether it is in the realm of cultivation, or from the many spiritual secret methods mastered, or in terms of strength, Ming Zhen is not weak.

It's even stronger than most of the Tianjiao that Su Zimo has ever seen!

But what Ming Zhen lacks is the experience of fighting to the death with powerful opponents.

He has been practicing at the bottom of the valley all the year round, isolated from the world, how can he have the experience of fighting people, let alone the experience of life and death.

It is often said that the combat power of a monk does not actually refer to the strength of the monk himself, but to how strong the monk can exert himself!

Even though he has a lot of strength, he exerts thirty percent, and this person's combat power is thirty percent.

In fact, Ming Zhen's power was enough to suppress Han Zhu.

But he fought with Han Zhu, but was injured by Han Zhu instead.

Here's why.

(End of chapter)