Chapter 2870 Melee Fight

"kill!"

Getting rid of the threat of the Immortal Execution Sword, Minghui God Child pulled out a golden sword from behind, flashing with radiance, divine light, shouting loudly, not retreating, but advancing, rushing towards Su Zimo!

In melee combat, the advantages of the bloodline of the Protoss can be brought into full play.

This golden sword is a pure Yang Lingbao of Nine Tribulations, sharp-edged and powerful.

With the golden armor on his body and the mysterious ancient pyramid behind him, the Son of Minghui carries endless divine brilliance and is dazzling.

Su Zimo's expression was calm, his mind moved, and there was a strange weapon in his palm, but it was a whisk with a jade handle and white silk.

"Um?"

Seeing this whisk, the black-clothed woman among the Ten Great Demons suddenly whimpered, thoughtfully.

on the battlefield.

In the face of Minghui's fierce attack, Su Zimo waved the whisk in his hand, and the three thousand white silk seemed to turn into endless weak water, wrapped around the golden giant sword in circles.

Every time it is wrapped around, the power of the golden sword is reduced by one point.

The woman in black saw this hand, and a strange light flashed in her eyes.

Others don't know Su Zimo's brushing technique, but she knows best that this is obviously inherited from the Nine Heavens Xuannv Great Emperor!

With this move, the femininity in the whisk was brought into full play.

Even if she used this trick, it was nothing more than that.

God Son Minghui's golden sword was sturdy, but when it fell, it was entangled in three thousand white threads, and its strength was completely exhausted.

The son of Minghui only felt that his sword was cut on cotton, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

Before he could react, he suddenly felt a violent vibration from the golden sword, which contained the power of twisting and tearing.

His palms were a little uncontrollable, and a sharp pain came from the tiger's mouth, and blood was already flowing.

The next moment, a shocking divine power came from the other end of the golden sword!

The son of Minghui couldn't hold the hilt of the sword, and the brush in Su Zimo's hand rolled back the golden sword and lost the magic weapon!

The golden sword is the pure Yang Lingbao of the Nine Tribulations, and it is very important to him.

Not surprisingly, the whisk with the jade handle and white silk on the opposite side should also be a pure Yang Lingbao.

Otherwise, there is no way to stop the edge of the golden sword!

"Bless me!"

Divine Son Minghui was furious, shouted loudly, took a step forward, golden blood surged, raised his hand and punched, and hit Su Zimo!

This strain showed Minghui Godko's incomparably powerful melee skills and experience.

If the golden sword is captured, he chooses to retreat, and Su Zhu gets two pure Yang Lingbao, which will definitely occupy a huge advantage.

But now, Su Zhu's whisk rolled back with the golden giant sword, and before the two pure Yang Lingbao had time to counterattack, the Minghui Divine Son had already killed him!

The two were close at hand.

Under this distance, there is not much room for Su Zhu to control two pure Yang Lingbao.

The son of Minghui forced Su Zhu to fight with his bare hands in melee combat!

To be able to cultivate to this stage and grow into a supreme true spirit, apart from comprehending supreme supernatural powers, I don’t know how many bloody storms I have experienced. Which one is Yi Yi?

Minghui Shenzi thought of almost everything, but he didn't think of one thing.

Su Zimo's flesh and blood is the body of a 12th-grade fortune-telling Qinglian.

With Qinglian's true body as the foundation, even if Su Zimo doesn't use qi and blood, his fleshly body has also experienced many baptisms of supreme supernatural powers, which is definitely not something his fleshly blood can compete with!

In the face of Minghui's punch, Su Zimo didn't dodge or evade, and punched him with a backhand.

"court death!"

Before the two words were spoken in the mouth of Minghui God, the fists of the two collided violently, and there was an earth-shattering loud noise!

boom!

The fists collide, the ground shakes!

At this moment, it seemed as if the heaven and the earth were trembling slightly, and time stood still.

The next moment, a flaming halo suddenly burst out from the center of the collision, spreading rapidly around, setting off a huge wave of true energy!

The Mang Mountain under the two had collapsed and collapsed into a pile of rubble when Su Zimo and Xia Yin fought against each other.

But now, the two of them are shaking with fists and fists, and they have not retreated half a step.

The wave of true vitality that burst out from the collision directly rolled up the countless gravel and gravel under the two of them and pushed them in all directions!

Under the two of them, a huge circular deep pit appeared!

"This Su Zhu, can actually catch a punch from the son of Minghui with a blood vision?"

"After all, he has experienced the baptism of the five supreme supernatural powers, and his mortal body has long since faded away, resulting in a qualitative change."

"It doesn't seem right..."

Among the supreme true spirits who were watching, someone found something abnormal: "It seems that Minghui has fallen behind, and there is a crack in his bloodline vision!"

"what!"

This sound caused an uproar around him.

At this time, the battlefield also changed.

The mysterious ancient pyramid that was originally behind Minghui Divine Son was trembling slightly, and countless rocks were falling off the pyramid.

The creatures of all races who were kneeling down below also stopped praying, showing panic and fleeing.

As the royal family of the Protoss, the son of Minghui actually lost in the melee physical duel!

The bystanders saw this scene, although they were extremely shocked, but they were far from being able to feel the situation, the horror in the heart of Minghui God Son!

Su Zimo's punch not only shattered his bloodline vision, but also shattered his pride and confidence!

Invincible!

There were only these three words left in Minghui's mind.

He didn't seem to be hurt, but there was a sharp pain in his right arm, and the bones all over his body seemed to fall apart.

"withdraw!"

Without any hesitation, the son of Minghui turned around and left.

The situation he faced was different from the blood pattern.

Just now, if the blood pattern is a little slow in response, it will be crushed by the yin and yang infinite grinding disc.

In front of him, although Divine Son Minghui knew that he was no match for Su Zimo, he did not feel too much danger, and did not immediately sacrifice the Fengtian token and withdraw from the demon battlefield.

Of course he has his own plans.

Now he can withdraw from the battlefield, avoid Su Zhu's edge, and wait for others to take action. In the chaos, perhaps he still has a chance to fight for Su Zhu's Dao Fruit!

"Want to escape?"

Su Zimo's eyes were cold.

The Son of God Minghui was obviously rushing to kill him, and he wouldn't be merciful!

Su Zimo swung Taiyi's whisk, rolled up the golden sword, and slashed it down towards the Minghui Divine Son!

Swish!

The speed of this sword is too fast.

Moreover, it is the golden sword of the Pure Yang Lingbao of Nine Tribulations, and the blade has come down as the wind howls.

Minghui Divine Son didn't seem to be able to dodge, and frantically turned the golden armor on his body, stirring up a godly brilliance.

when!

The golden giant sword fell on the golden armor.

With just one sword, the golden armor was almost shattered!

Cracks appeared on Minghui's vest and armor.

However, the tremendous force burst out from the golden sword pushed Minghui Divine Son, causing his speed to skyrocket, turning into a golden light, instantly opening the distance between him and Su Zimo.

"Ha ha!"

The son of Minghui laughed loudly and said, "Su Zhu, thank you for sending me off!"