Everyone below the stage looked at Zuo Zhicheng, who had suddenly appeared. They had never thought that he would appear at the last moment.
At the same time, Jiang Qing screamed and ran up the stage to help Jiang Tien-cheng down.
Minghe did not stop him. He just stared at Zuo Zhicheng.
Although he looked unfathomable, how could he make them retreat with just a few words? Besides, he had to leave a hand behind.
He looked at Zuo Zhicheng's blindfold and said, "You're blind in one eye. So you're Zuo Zhicheng?"
"Looks like you guys don't want to leave." He glanced at the five people in front of him coldly. Their strength was clearly displayed in front of him. The strongest was the man in white with a purple innate Qi covering 90% of his body. The second strongest was the muscular man who spoke to him just now, with a purple innate Qi covering 88% of his body.
Their physical fitness was not as strong as Peter, Alice, and the others. However, they practiced martial arts and had a fighting style. If they really fought with those ghouls, they still had a chance of winning. However, it was only a chance.
"What is he trying to do?" Qing Yueqiu looked at Zuo Zhicheng who suddenly appeared and said worriedly, "Does he not understand the situation? Or did Gui Quan make some arrangements? "
She turned around and ordered Lin Gang Ho, "Hurry up and get all the troops here. The situation has changed. Red Sun Monk and the others might be about to make a move. "
"Is he crazy?" He Minghai, who was in the distance, looked at Zuo Zhicheng's back in shock. Beside him, Zhongbo sighed, "He's here to die for his master. What a waste of his talent."
Hearing that, He Minghai nodded and sighed, "It's rare. After he dies …"
Just as he said that, he suddenly froze. His eyes widened like a bull's as he stared at Zuo Zhicheng. He was not the only one. Everyone present looked at Zuo Zhicheng in a daze. Everyone was speechless, as if they were ducks whose necks were pinched.
It turned out that Zuo Zhicheng said a few more words to his opponent. Then, he suddenly raised his hand.
"Then die."
A sound that sounded like the ringing of a large bell suddenly rang out. Zuo Zhicheng's words were loud and clear, rolling directly into the ears of everyone present. Then, he threw a punch at Ah Hai.
Along with this punch, Zuo Zhicheng's figure took a step forward. Along with this step, there was a loud bang on the ground, as if a prehistoric dragon had stepped on the ground. It gave people the feeling that the whole earth was shaking, and everyone felt that they could not stand steadily.
In Ah Hai's eyes, Fang Xingjian's punch had filled up his entire field of vision. It was as if his vision had suddenly turned black. Before the punch arrived, the strong wind blowing against his face had already filled his eyes and mouth with air. It was as if an elephant had crashed into him.
That kind of violent power, that kind of shocking might, directly stimulated him to roar loudly, a trace of madness flashing in his eyes. Ah Hai had already raised his hands, almost squeezing out every bit of strength in his body, exerting all his strength on his arms. He was like a tiger fighting a trapped beast, launching a final counterattack before his death.
Bang!
The two fists collided. At this moment, Ah Hai felt that he had completely lost control of his body. His hands seemed to have completely lost feeling. They were swung to both sides. His whole body was pushed back by an irresistible force. It was as if he had been hit by a mountain. Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Boom! His whole body flew into the wooden arena. All kinds of wood pieces, dust, and stone fragments flew in all directions. He did not know how many pieces of wood he had broken in a row. His whole body fell in the center of the arena, surrounded by all kinds of broken pieces of wood.
Ah Hai wanted to stand up, but he found that his whole body was numb and his Qi and blood were in turmoil. Not to mention standing up, he could not even move.
One punch, just one punch, almost made him lose his fighting strength.
Amidst his horrified gaze, the demon-like man had already taken a step forward and was slowly walking towards him.
"Let's attack together!"
"Kill him!"
Amidst the familiar shouts, several flying daggers shot towards the back of Zuo Zhicheng's head one after another. Every flying dagger made a whistling sound due to the friction with the air. It was obvious that their speed was extremely fast. Basically, all the people present could see was a black shadow flashing by.
However, Zuo Zhicheng did not even turn his head. He just swung his hands behind him and made a grabbing motion. The flying daggers were like small fish that were caught by Zuo Zhicheng's hands. Then, he threw them back in the opposite direction.
The flying daggers flew back two to three times faster than when they came. Bai Youling cried out in alarm and tried her best to dodge to the side. A series of gas spurted out from the mechanism behind her to help her speed up.
However, when she stopped, her face was still full of shock and fear. A flying dagger brushed past her thigh and blood immediately covered her skirt.
It was just a casual counterattack …
On the other side, after Zuo Zhicheng repelled the flying daggers, another dagger flashed from his waist. Yuwen gege, who was carrying a large dagger on his back, had unknowingly appeared behind him. His large dagger was as light as a ghost, silently cutting towards Zuo Zhicheng's waist.
Just as he was about to succeed, a slightly crooked finger blocked the front of the blade.
This finger looked as white as jade and seemed extremely fragile. However, it firmly blocked his dagger.
'You want to stop me with a single finger?' He sneered in his heart and increased the strength of his hand. He wanted to cut off his opponent's finger and waist in one go.
However, at this moment, the slightly bent finger suddenly straightened and avoided the dagger. Then, it flicked the dagger.
"Ding!" A strong vibration was transmitted from the dagger to his hand and then to his body. His whole body went numb. Then, his vision turned black and he felt a sharp pain in his stomach. He had been kicked out of the arena.
Yuwen gege, who was the outermost with a gun, had just aimed his gun at Zuo Zhicheng's back when he saw a shadow flash before his eyes. He had already collided with his brother and was rolling on the ground like a gourd.
Not only did the series of attacks fail to hurt Zuo Zhicheng, but they also failed to stop Zuo Zhicheng's footsteps. In these few seconds, Zuo Zhicheng had casually dispelled the attacks of the three men while taking a few steps forward and arriving in front of Ah Hai.
From the beginning to the end, he had been chasing after his opponent.
Ah Hai looked at the man in front of him in horror and roared, "Come and save me!"
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