Everyone in the audience looked at Zuo Zhicheng who suddenly appeared with surprise. They didn't expect that the other party would appear at this last moment.

At the same time, Jiang Qing exclaimed, and had already run onto the ring and helped Jiang Tianzheng down.

Styx didn't stop him, his eyes just stared at Zuo Zhicheng.

Although the other party seems unfathomable, how could it be possible for a few words to really make them retreat? What's more, they have to leave a hand.

Ah Hai smiled grimly and gently kneaded his wrist. He looked at Zuo Zhicheng's blindfold and said, "I'm blind, then you are Zuo Zhicheng?"

"It seems that you don't want to leave by yourself." His eyes swept coldly over the five people in front of him. The strength of the other party was clearly shown in front of him. The strongest one was the man in white with a sword. The purple innate qi coverage rate was 90%, followed by the strong man who just talked to him, with a purple innate qi coverage rate of 88%.

Their physical fitness is not as strong as before, such as Peter, Alice and others, but they have martial arts and fighting skills. If they really fight with those ghouls, they still have a chance of winning. But they are just some.

"What does he want to do?" Qing Yueqiu saw Zuo Zhicheng suddenly appearing and said worriedly: "Did he not understand the situation? Or did the ghost fist have any arrangements?"

Turning her head, she ordered Lin Ganghao: "Hurry up and let the school grow literature and literature, ww∷︽￠et all troops come over, and the situation has changed. The Red Sun Monk and the others may have to take action."

"Is he crazy?" He Minghai in the distance looked at Zuo Zhicheng's back with a look of surprise. Beside him, Bo Zhong sighed: "He came to die for his master. What a pity for this talent."

Hearing this, He Minghai nodded with some understanding and sighed: "It's rare, after he dies..."

Just as he was talking, he was stunned. His eyes were opened like bull's eyes, staring at Zuo Zhicheng's location. Not only him, everyone present looked at Zuo Zhicheng foolishly, everyone seemed to be a duck that was pinched by a handful of neck, and spoke speechless.

It turned out that Zuo Zhicheng had just said a few more words to the other party, and then suddenly raised one hand.

"Then die."

Just like the sound of a big bell hitting suddenly sounded. Zuo Zhicheng's words sounded rolling, and every word was clear, and it was directly rolled into the ears of everyone present, and then he saw a punch at Ah Hai.

And with this punch, Zuo Zhicheng took a step forward. As he stepped out like this, a loud thud came from the ground, like a prehistoric dragon stepping on the ground, giving people the feeling that the whole earth was shaking and everyone was standing unsteadily.

In Ah Hai's eyes, the opponent's punch directly filled his entire field of vision, as if it suddenly turned black in front of him. Before his fist arrived, the strong wind blew his eyes and mouth filled with air, just like an elephant hitting him.

The violent power and shocking power were directly stimulated and a hint of madness flashed in his eyes. Ah Hai had already raised his hands and almost drained every bit of his strength in his body. He put all his strength on his arms, just like a tiger fighting a trapped beast, launching a dying counterattack.

Bang!

The boxers met. At this moment, Ah Hai felt that he had completely lost control of his body, and his hands seemed to have completely lost consciousness, swinging to both sides, and his entire body was retreated by a completely unresisting force, as if he was hit by a mountain.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!

He flew into the ring made of wood, and all kinds of wooden blocks, smoke and stone chips flew everywhere. I don’t know how many pieces of wood were broken in a row. He had fallen to the center of the ring, and all around were broken wooden piles and fragments.

Ah Hai wanted to stand up, but found a sensation of soreness and blood tumbling up and down his body. Not to mention standing up, he couldn't even move.

One punch, just one punch, almost lost his combat power.

Just in his horrified eyes, the man, who was like a demon king, had already taken a step forward and slowly walked towards his position.

"Let's take action together!"

"Kill him!"

Amid the familiar shouts, several flying knives shot towards Zuo Zhicheng's head one after another. Each flying knives made a whistling sound of friction with the air. Obviously, the speed was extremely fast, and the people present could only see a flash of black shadows.

But Zuo Zhicheng didn't even turn his head back, and just swung his hand back and made a move to catch things. The flying knives were like small fish, and were caught by Zuo Zhicheng in his hand, and then threw them back in the opposite direction.

The flying knife flew back two or three times faster than when she came. Bai Ghost exclaimed and tried his best to dodge it, and a series of gases spewed out of the mechanism behind her to help her speed up.

But when she stopped, she was still surprised and scared. A flying knife wiped her thighs and blood suddenly filled her skirt.

Just fighting back...

After Zuo Zhicheng on the other side repelled the flying knife, another sword light lit up from his waist. Brother Yuwen, who was carrying the big knife, had already arrived behind him at some point. A big knife was lightly like a ghost, cutting silently towards Zuo Zhicheng's waist.

Just as he was about to succeed, a slightly bent finger blocked the blade.

This finger looked as white as jade, and seemed extremely fragile, but it firmly blocked his knife.

‘A finger wants to block me too?’ He sneered in his heart, strengthened his hands and tried to cut off the other party’s fingers and waist together.

But at this moment, the slightly bent finger suddenly straightened, and directly avoided the blade and bounced on the blade with one finger.

A strong shock, accompanied by the blade, passed to his hands, and then to his body. His whole body became numb, and then his eyes became dark. He felt a sharp pain coming from his stomach. He had been kicked away and directly knocked out of the ring.

The outside brother Yuwen, who was holding a gun, just aimed at Zuo Zhicheng's vest with a musket, and he felt a shadow flashing in front of him, and he had already collided with his brother and turned into a rolling gourd.
Chapter completed!