Whoosh!
The black talisman rolled up slightly and floated down with the wind. The sealing runes written on it could be vaguely seen.
In the end, before it fell to the ground, it turned from real to intangible and dissipated in the wind.
It was as if the talisman was only a phantom and not a real thing.
In fact, this talisman was the same as all the other black talismans at the scene. It was not a real thing, but a projection of the real talisman in the hands of the Kunlun Demon King.
The sealing talisman was written by the Heavenly Lord or even a King Stage Almighty.
Not only could it seal a martial artist's cultivation base, but it could also imprison living creatures in a certain area. It could even suppress the fortune of a small world. Its terrifying power was even above that of a high-grade magic treasure.
Although the power of the projection of the sealing talisman was far inferior to the real thing, its power was still above the Spirit Path Realm. It was naturally not a problem to use it to seal the martial artists captured by the Kunlun Demon King.
However, at this moment, the black colored talisman on the iron cage that imprisoned Lin Buzheng had inexplicably fallen off and vanished for some unknown reason. This caused besides causing Lin Buzheng to feel excited and delighted, he felt even more bewildered and disbelief.
Whoosh!
The falling of the black talisman was silent, and it was even softer than a gust of wind.
More than ten men in black stood silently outside the cage, their bodies motionless, and they did not notice the slightest abnormality.
Crack!
However, at this moment, Lin Buzheng felt as if an invisible rope had broken. The power that restricted the recovery of his cultivation base completely disappeared at this moment.
Rumble!
Waves of Martial Path True Qi rushed out from the Qi Sea World like a river opening a source. In the blink of an eye, it filled all the meridians in Lin Buzheng's body, and finally flowed back to the Qi Sea World, forming a perfect cycle.
In less than a hundred breaths, the Martial Path True Qi in Lin Buzheng's body had circulated more than a thousand times in his meridians. The dry and blocked meridians were all flushed, and the Wu River Great Perfection strength was completely restored.
After an ordinary martial artist's cultivation was sealed, they would need at least two hours to meditate and regulate their breathing before they could slowly recover their strength.
Even the top geniuses like Zhou Tianhao, Zhang Linger, and Genmizuhime, who were extremely talented in martial arts and had a profound cultivation base, still needed at least a quarter of an hour to recover.
However, Lin Buzheng was different from them.
Not only had his cultivation reached the pinnacle of the Qi Path, he had also reached the great perfection of the Wu River realm. Recently, he had been eating spirit meat, drinking spirit tea, and using spirit items to temper his body.
The amount of Martial True Qi in the Qi Sea World far surpassed that of martial artists of the same level by a thousand times. The meridians in his body had also been repeatedly tempered countless times, becoming even tougher than high-grade magical artifacts.
That was why he could easily recover his strength in less than a hundred breaths.
"I have to think of a way to get rid of these men in black …"
Lin Buzheng muttered to himself. His gaze passed through the iron pole, silently sizing up the dozen men in black outside the iron cage.
Now, as the seal on Lin Buzheng's iron cage quietly fell, not only did Lin Buzheng's strength completely recover, but he also only needed to push the door open and walk out of the cage.
However, if Lin Buzheng did not think of a way to get rid of the men in black outside the iron cage, even if he walked out of the iron cage, he would not be able to escape. Instead, he would be surrounded by a dozen men in black and be in great danger.
Through careful observation during this period of time, as well as the fierce battle between the mysterious men in black and Lei Mang, Lin Buzheng concluded that the cultivation of these men in black was around the middle stage of the spirit path. Their strength was similar to that of the clans, and they were stronger than the seven great geniuses.
If it was a one-on-one fight, Lin Buzheng would only need a dozen rounds to kill these men in black.
However, the difficulty was that there were a dozen men in black in the valley. If they worked together and cooperated with each other, not only would it be difficult for Lin Buzheng to kill one of them, but he would also be surrounded by them and be at a disadvantage.
Lin Buzheng sat upright in the iron cage, silently thinking and waiting.
Whoosh!
An hour later, a white cloud floated over and covered the scorching noon sun.
The light in the valley suddenly dimmed.
Whether it was the men in black or the martial artists trapped in the iron cage, their pupils naturally dilated.
Lin Buzheng sat quietly in the iron cage, without the slightest intention of making a move.
Swoosh!
Ten minutes later, the wind pushed the cloud away.
The scorching sun leaped out of the cover of the clouds, shining brilliantly.
Under the dazzling sunlight, everyone's pupils suddenly shrank, and their minds were momentarily dazed.
Now was the time!
Lin Buzheng's expression was resolute and his gaze was resolute.
The moment the scorching sun broke through the clouds, his body was like a white deer that dashed out of the iron cage, charging towards the man in black closest to him!
There were a total of 12 men in black under the Kunlun Demon King and they were scattered all over the valley.
Two of the men in black were closest to Lin Buzheng.
Lin Buzheng's plan was to catch them off guard and kill these two black-clothed men first. Then, he would fight the remaining ten black-clothed men. This way, the pressure he had to bear would be greatly reduced, and he would most likely be able to kill all the black-clothed men.
Whoosh!
Lin Buzheng used the White Deer Movement Technique and his speed was extremely fast, as though he had turned into a qilin that was flying in the wind.
In less than a breath's time, he had already rushed behind the man in black and punched out fiercely.
There was a loud boom!
The veins on Lin Buzheng's arms bulged. His entire body was like a taut bow, and the wind from his punch was like the roar of a nine-colored demon bull.
The punch contained at least a terrifying force of 300,000 kilograms. It was like the collapse of a mountain, and with an unstoppable momentum, it heavily struck towards the back of the man in black.
"Hit!"
Lin Buzheng had taken the man by surprise and attacked with all his strength, so he had absolute confidence in his punch.
He believed that even if his punch could not kill the man in black, it would still be able to severely injure him.
It would cause the man to lose his ability to fight and be unable to pose any threat to him in the following battle.
"Oh no!"
"I've been discovered!"
However, when Lin Buzheng threw out a punch, he was shocked to find that the black-clothed man, who was the target of his sneak attack, had tensed up. It was as if he had eyes on his back. The black-clothed man flew forward and easily dodged his punch.
Boom!
Not only that, at the same time that the black clothed man flew forward, he swiftly turned around, and then he formed a palm with his right hand and slapped it fiercely towards Lin Buzheng's chest with monstrous Martial True Origin.
"It's over!"
Lin Buzheng's heart sank seeing this.
In his plan, he had to kill the man in black with a single blow, and then kill the second man in black at the same time. Only then would he be able to reduce the pressure of the following battle.
However, Lin Buzheng's sneak attack had been discovered by the man in black, thus it was ineffective. It was foreseeable that he would be surrounded by more than ten men in black, and his chances of survival would be slim.
Boom!
As Lin Buzheng pondered, he once again raised his right fist and subconsciously punched at the man's right palm.
"AH! — — "
However, at that instant, something that surprised Lin Buzheng took place.
As the fist and palm collided, Lin Buzheng remained standing on the spot unharmed.
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