The distance between the two men is very close, and the big man in linen has almost come to the monk in the blink of an eye.
Boom!
The soles of Ma Yi’s feet fell heavily on the ground. After the earthquake shook, the ground actually plowed out two huge gullies and the soil surged!
Ji goblin looked at this scene with a face of horror and attractive ruddy lips.
Where is this person?
Even pure-blooded fierce beasts have not seen such potential in the past!
Lu Wu, a pure-blooded fierce beast behind the monk, looked on coldly, but he felt that the momentum of Ma Yi’s big fellow was also startled, and his hair stood on end and his body swelled a whole circle!
This is the natural reaction of the monster beast when he feels extremely dangerous.
At this time, in the imposing manner, the big man in linen has completely crushed the monk!
Whoo!
The hemp-clad man leaned out of the palm of his hand and came down from the sky, carrying a wave of momentum to tear the vast earth apart and beat it to monk Juechen.
Pufan’s big palm and five fingers seem to want to cage the sky to suppress the famine!
Jue Chen, the monk, has lost the opportunity to change color in horror, and instead of pulling out the Buddhist spirit from the bag, he directly sets up his arms to carry the tripod.
Bang!
The palm of the hemp-clad man fell heavily on the arms of the monk Juechen.
I feel angry that the monk’s figure is short and his feet are deeply immersed in the soil, and he has not crossed his knees!
At this time, in the sight of Ji goblin, it is like a statue of indomitable spirit, looking down at the boundless sky, leaning out of the sky and crushing an ant with a big hand!
Open the Kongoji people in this moment momentum is really a worm in the soil!
Kaka, Kaka!
The two sides are still deadlocked.
However, I felt angry at the monk’s body, but there were waves of bone shaking, as if the skeleton were going to be scattered, and the friction was constantly making my teeth ache.
Chapter four hundred and thirty-five Give me back!
Juechen monk is like a wooden stake nailed to the soil by the giant palm of Ma Yi’s big man, and his skeleton creaks and rattles.
Melee fighting is the most dangerous, and the winner can often be won in three or two moves.
Jue Chen, a monk, first despised his enemy, King Kong, glared at him, and roared at him with a lion’s roar. Two kinds of Buddhist occult skills were broken one after another, and the hemp-clad man took the lead.
One step away from this
Jue Chen monk was held in place by a palm and could not move!
At this time, even if you feel angry with the monk, you won’t come out even if you carry a Buddhist spirit with you.
This is a power struggle!
Jue Chen, the monk, will be crushed to a pulp by the palm of Ma Yi’s hand as soon as his strength is released!
Ji goblin was dumbfounded.
Who on earth is this man?
Actually a palm will Kongoji people in situ could not move!
At this time, Ma Yi’s big fellow suddenly nodded his head, and his eyes flashed with appreciation. "It’s very good that you can carry this. Kongoji does have some means."
Ji goblin gaped.
What is this?
This tone is not too crazy, is it?
Which monk in the wild mainland is qualified to speak like this to Kongoji people?
Strangely, when Ma Yi said this sentence, it seemed to come from the heart.
Of course, it is even more frightening for Ji’s goblins that they are in such a dangerous and fierce confrontation that they feel so preoccupied with the monk that they dare not relax and even dare not breathe.
But this linen man can still talk!
That is to say, this person still has strength!
The man in linen is none other than Su Mo!
Peichunyu of Liuligong is also defeated by him, and he is naturally qualified to say this evaluation.