"This guy……"

On the imperial stage, Yuan Yiyi, who was sitting at the head of the throne, shook his head and smiled.

Wei Xian also looked helpless, but had to accept it.

Xia Qiuchan was still as usual, looking adoring.

Compared with the surprise of others, these three people undoubtedly have different scenery.

Only those who have seen Zheng Zhi's methods can understand how terrifying the young man in front of him is.

"Then today, this Holy Son will come to treat you."

Pu Sheng shouted loudly.

He had already been angered by Zheng Zhi.

How can someone with such a lofty ambition like him tolerate others showing off their power in front of him?

Moreover, this man who showed off his strength and power was still a man of similar age.

After the shouts, Pu Sheng took action.

The fist light filled the sky, roaring like a dragon.

What he is best at is boxing!

That fierce fist force is in danger of breaking even if it is faced by an innate spiritual weapon.

"Boohoo!"

Zheng Zhi pointed his hands together and rowed in the air.

The sword light filled the sky, condensed and formed.

Swords of ice, sharp and soul-stirring, turned into a rain of swords all over the sky, attacking and killing.

"Crack!"

However, Pu Sheng's fist came, and the blood from the fist was extremely bright.

In just the blink of an eye, the countless ice swords shattered like glass.

At the same time, Zheng Zhi's figure was also retreating crazily.

"You can actually take a punch from me?"

Pu Sheng's eyes were filled with surprise.

The next moment, a bad smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "But this second punch, how do you block it?"

When the sound fell, he punched again!

The power of this punch is more powerful than the first punch.

The rolling fist movement was like overwhelming mountains and seas, it was extremely spectacular.

Zheng Zhi turned his eyes and saw that everything he saw was the color of blood.

He couldn't help but frown.

However, Zheng Zhi was also dissatisfied with his actions.

The hands formed seals, cold air burst out of the body, and countless sword shadows condensed again.

A huge ice sword condensed into shape.

Zheng Zhi clasped his hands together, lowered his head slightly, and pushed his clasped hands toward the Tianling Cap from the tip of his nose.

The giant sword also shot out, flying close to the ground and stabbing Pu Sheng.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise.

The ice giant sword shattered inch by inch under the fist edge.

But Pu Sheng's fist force was also resisted by the impact of the ice giant sword.
Chapter completed!