The timing is perfect.
Tang Yu’s appearance attracted Su Mo’s attention.
At this moment, Su Mo was slightly distracted and instantly Peichunyu shot.
If you don’t have a spirit sleep, this punch will kill Su Mo!
But even Su Mo, who has spiritual awareness, can take a slow step to compete without drawing out a blood quenching knife, which can make a hard shake with his bare hands.
Seeing this, Tang Yu’s eyes darkened.
Even if Su Mo reacts, the result will not change much.
You know Pei Chunyu’s cultivation level is two grades higher than Su Mo’s, and the glass palace exercises are the best in the wild mainland.
Pei Chunyu’s strength is higher than Su Mo’s!
More importantly, Pei Chunyu’s palm is a perfect spirit and Su Mo is flesh and blood.
Tang Yu seems that nine times out of ten, the two of them will be killed by a punch.
If he is lucky, he can get a life back by luck, and that arm will inevitably be abolished, and the fighting power will drop sharply, and the road repair may stop.
Bang!
Fists collide and burst into a muffled sound, such as beating leather.
The brilliance of the perfect spirit suddenly converges.
Pei Chunyu did not move.
Su Mo was shocked and pushed back three steps to stop the retreat.
Every step is consciously used to shift the center of gravity of the plough, leaving three deep footprints on the ground to shake the mountain!
Su Mo’s fist face is bloody and faintly reveals the bones inside.
Not white, but blood-red bones!
"Huh?"
Everyone almost fell out with their big eyes open. It’s unbelievable to watch this scene.
Not dead?
The arm didn’t fail either?
Is the fist bleeding and slightly injured?
How is that possible?
Even the spirit is smashed by this punch, and it will be blown into a pile of fragments. How can this Su Mo flesh and blood be …
Watching many monks is completely stupid.
If you hadn’t seen it with your own eyes, everyone wouldn’t have believed this scene.
The detective taught the magic Xue Yang to frown slightly and look thoughtfully at Su Mo’s right hand.
Pei Chunyu’s pupil contracted slightly without trace, and the palm of his hand was taken back behind him.
"Hehe"
Looking at PeiChunYu back palm Sue ink suddenly laughed.
No one except him knows exactly what happened at the moment when the two men fought.
Su Mo’s body is strong, but it can’t carry the perfect spirit force.
At that time, even if Su Mo was demonized, it was a level of strength, but it still could not stop the perfect spirit.
It’s like when a child grows up, his strength rises many times, but his flesh and blood still can’t stop the sharp knife.
But there is something special about Su Moshen.
His right hand
The outside of the right hand is flesh and blood, but the inside is wrapped in blood. The bone palm is so indestructible that even the edge of the blood quenching knife will be cut off!
Although PeiChunyu’s strength occupied the wind and repelled Su Mo by more than three steps.
But in fact, Su Mo didn’t suffer much impact, it was a little skin injury.
While PeiChunYu ate a dark loss pain unbearable.
No one noticed that Pei Chunyu’s sleeve robe covering his back was trembling slightly.
It doesn’t taste good to hit the iron plate with one punch.
This time, Tang Yu has arrived, and Liang Bo of the two has followed closely.
"Su Daoyou … are you all right?"
Tang Yu confused about looking at Sue ink behind him could not help but ask tone hesitation.
"nothing"
Sue ink shook her head.
"Really nothing?"
Tang Yu pulled out a Dan medicine from the bag and handed it to him. "Don’t bravado, are you hurt?" This Dan medicine is swallowed to stabilize the injury first. "
Sue ink smile shook his head refused.
"Pei Chunyu, what do you mean?"
Tang Yu turned to look sharp and asked, "I told you that I saved this man in Danyang and you still shot him?"
"Hehe"
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