"stop!"

At this last moment, the silver sword of the Styx finally arrived. The tip of his sword kept trembling at high speed, like a drill bit, stabbing towards Zuo Zhicheng's vest with a sharp sound.

In the eyes of others, this sword was almost at its peak and sharp. I could only vaguely see silver light flashing by, but it gave people a sense of dazzlingness, even the sharpness of the sword tip sweeping across the face.

The mind, intention, thought, energy and momentum are all gathered in a sword. It can be said that this sword has reached the limit of the Styx in terms of power and speed. He is confident that there is a steel plate in front of him, and he can penetrate it.

Facing the full-strength sword of Styx, Zuo Zhicheng finally had to stop for the first time, then turned slightly, and at some point there was a tactical dagger in his hand. The dagger and the thin sword intertwined together, making a series of crackling sounds, and countless Mars flashed between the two.

Although Zuo Zhicheng could also use his empty hand to face the enemy's weapons, he never left room or thoughts of showing mercy in his heart.

The next moment, the sword shattered, the River Styx flew back, and was in mid-air, with several blood flowers exploding on his face.

He rolled and half-kneeled on the ground, his face full of horror. In just one second, he felt as if he was wandering on a tightrope. If he was a little careless, he would take his life away by the other party. The oppression force, the threat of death, and even his master, the Red Sun Monk, had never given him that.

The full-strength attack of Styx only blocked Zuo Zhicheng for a second. When his sword was broken and the person retreated, Zuo Zhicheng had already stepped forward in front of Ahai.

At this time, Ah Hai had just seized the time to get up, and saw a fist that was overwhelmed like Mount Tai. It was as if the entire sky was covered by the heavy fist as a mountain. Under the desperate force, the fist had not yet reached Ah Hai's body, and the strong wind that rushed towards him had already hurt.

"ah--"

He opened his mouth and let out a roar, trying to fight with Zuo Zhicheng, but just now he opened his mouth and before he could shout it out, the roar was suppressed by Zuo Zhicheng's fist wind.

But at this time he could no longer care about so much. He saw his palms spread open, his blood vessels and muscles swelling, and he grabbed Zuo Zhicheng's stomach like two blood-colored claws.

That was his famous martial arts. Blood Rain Tiger Demon killed the Blood Tiger Claw. When practicing, he had to fight an adult tiger with bare hands every day, cut off his claws with his claws and nourish his hands with tiger blood.

Over time, the claws become stronger and more flexible. Once you hold your breath and concentrate and ignite your energy, you will have the power to tear the tiger and leopard. Usually, there are countless people in the underworld who die under these tiger claws.

But at this moment, facing the man who was like a demon in front of him, Ah Hai had no confidence. The reason why he did not choose to resist Zuo Zhicheng's punch was to attack his stomach because he wanted the other party to take care of the injury, take back a move, and buy time for others to rescue him.

But he was completely wrong. Zuo Zhicheng's fist posture did not change even. Just as he could not see Ahai's blood claws, he still bombarded Ahai's head according to the original trajectory.

The blood claws were unblocked on Zuo Zhicheng's stomach. According to usual circumstances, as long as Ah Hai exerted a little force, the other party's stomach would be cut open all of a sudden, and even his intestines, stomach, and blood vessels would be pulled out.

But this time, Ah Hai felt that his palm was like a steel plate. Not only could his claws not enter at all, but a violent recoil force even shocked his hands sore and numb.

‘Golden Body of Yama?’

The look of astonishment flashed in Ahai's eyes. The next moment, the power of the mountain and sea had already exploded in his head, and there was no time to react to the pain. His head had completely exploded, splashing a pile of red and white, and even spread on Zuo Zhicheng's body.

However, when Yan Mo's golden body was activated, Zuo Zhicheng's skin seemed to have an invisible force field. The white and red liquid had just sputtered and was all bounced away.

On the other side, Brother Yuwen, Brother Yuwen, Bai Youling, and He Styx all looked at the headless corpse that was still twitching on the ground with ugly expressions.

The complex expression on his face was both shocked and angry.

From beginning to end, from Zuo Zhicheng's sudden action to Ah Hai being killed by a punch, it didn't take even ten seconds, and Ah Hai, the second most powerful among them, died like this.

If you want to die, you will die. No matter how many people guard you and protect you, you will die.

A boundless domineering was fully expressed by Zuo Zhicheng. Not only Styx and others, but other martial artists and apprentices nearby were shocked.

He Minghai's growing mouth has not closed until now, and his brain is even unable to accept all the development just now.

"What's going on? How is it possible? Why is Zuo Zhicheng so strong? How can he be so strong?"

Thinking that he wanted to conquer the other party before, a very absurd emotion surged from his heart.

Not to mention the surprise in A Fei and others on the other side. Although they knew that Zuo Zhicheng was very powerful, they never expected Zuo Zhicheng to be so powerful.

The most complicated relationship among the crowd may be Qin Wu. As the owner of the library who had a good relationship with Xiao Jingyang before, he always hoped that Zuo Zhicheng would disappear and failed. But at this moment, after Zuo Zhicheng turned the tide and dealt with the invading Hell Gate, he breathed a sigh of relief, and felt a sense of jealousy and disgust.

As for Qingyueqiu, it’s a completely different idea.

Zuo Zhicheng's strength seemed to have completely improved to another dimension, and a guess that had been thrown away before appeared in their hearts.

‘Is this guy Zuo Zhicheng...is a ghost boxing?’

But now is not the time to worry about this. Almost the moment when Zuo Zhicheng killed Ah Hai with one punch, Qing Yueqiu and others were completely nervous.

"Prepare to take action!"

"Dispel the crowd!"

"Send the signal!"

A sound arrow broke through the sky, and the soldiers who were ambushing several streets had already rushed to the location of the martial arts hall.

The next moment, a feeling of burning heat was extremely overwhelming over the entire martial arts courtyard, and everyone suddenly felt dry mouth.

Zuo Zhicheng looked up and saw a monk in red standing on the wall at some point, his eyes flashing with strange fire.

I saw the monk fold his hands together, like a red sun rising behind him, and everyone felt as if he had suddenly come from winter to the big sun in the Dok Day. (To be continued...)
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