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Zuo Zhicheng's series of actions left Zhao Xingzhou and the others speechless. It was simply too shocking. The power of the Boundless Heavenly Light Holy Thunder Fire had greatly exceeded the expectations of everyone present except for Zuo Zhicheng.
Most importantly, they had wanted to surround and kill Zuo Zhicheng just now. When they thought of their own actions and the possibility of Zuo Zhicheng's Dao techniques landing on their heads, they all shuddered in fear.
Regardless of whether it was Huang Biao, Mu Yuanying, Ye Junxi, or even Zhao Xingzhou, they all looked at Zuo Zhicheng with a hint of fear in their eyes. It was all because of the series of Boundless Heavenly Light Holy Thunder Fire. Although they did not know the principles behind the Dao techniques and how powerful they were, they were not confident that they could survive from the effects of the Dao techniques.
At this moment, Zhao Xingzhou and Ye Junxi finally understood that Zuo Zhicheng's words on the Goddess Peak when he said that he would try his best not to kill the Holy Son of Hell was not a joke. He really did have the means to kill the Holy Son of Hell easily.
'Zuo Zhicheng, this guy... 'Ye Junxi almost crushed his own teeth from gritting them so hard.' To think that he would fight to the death in the Goddess Peak... So it turns out that dao techniques are his true strongest means. '
The others also had similar thoughts. As for Zhao Xingzhou, who had been the most confident, his face was now so gloomy that it seemed like water was about to drip out. His eyes were fixed on Zuo Zhicheng, and no one knew what he was thinking.
However, Zuo Zhicheng acted as if nothing had happened. He clapped his hands and turned around. Looking at the nervous faces of the crowd, he said calmly, "I still have something to do. I'll take my leave first."
"You don't have any objections, right?"
No one answered. Even when Zuo Zhicheng's gaze swept over them, they all lowered their heads. There were a total of three Dharma adepts, one Dharma adept, and thousands of soldiers, but no one dared to look at Zuo Zhicheng.
The difference was too great … It was to the point where no one dared to resist. Zuo Zhicheng did not intend to kill them. There were so many people present, most of the powers in the colony of the New World. Although it would be easy to kill them today, it would cause endless trouble in the future. It would mean that he would become the enemy of the four armies of the New World and the two patrols of the New World.. he would be in the future..
Moreover, there was no benefit for Zuo Zhicheng in killing these people now. Of course, he would not kill the people in front of him just to vent his anger. That would cause him endless trouble and war. This would be detrimental to his next goal, which was to increase his strength and prepare to fight against Shenzong's attack.
Instead, not killing them now and only revealing a portion of his strength to intimidate them so that they would not dare to go against him. This would give Zuo Zhicheng more time to collect the Life Cluster and condense the True Meaning of Martial Arts. Time to continuously become stronger was the most cost-effective.
Therefore, Zuo Zhicheng looked at Zhao Xingzhou and the rest of the people and walked over slowly.
One step … two steps … three steps …
It was as if there was an invisible force around Zuo Zhicheng. Wherever he went, all the soldiers automatically moved aside. Zhao Xingzhou and the rest, who were standing at the front, did not move aside. However, they all lowered their heads like statues and did not dare to make the slightest movement.
Until Zuo Zhicheng walked past them, Zhao Xingzhou did not say a word.
However, his face was gloomy and his veins were bulging. It was as if a demon had crawled out from the ground, revealing an extremely ferocious and terrifying expression.
Zuo Zhicheng's steps were on the ground, but in his heart, he felt as if the other party's feet were stepping on his pride. Step by step, his pride was being crushed to smithereens.
However, when he was halfway there, Zuo Zhicheng suddenly turned his head and looked at Ye Junxi. He said calmly, "Oh right, Sect Leader Ye. Do you still remember our arranged battle? I will be waiting for you in Haijing in two months. "
Upon hearing Zuo Zhicheng's words, Ye Junxi's face turned pale. It was as if his parents had died. He cursed Zuo Zhicheng a thousand times in his heart. However, he was too embarrassed to beg Zuo Zhicheng for mercy in front of so many people. In his heart, he regretted his arranged battle with Zuo Zhicheng so much that he wanted to die.
His chest heaved up and down as if he wanted to say a few harsh words. However, when he met Zuo Zhicheng's cold gaze, he could not say a word.
Huang Biao, Mu Yuanying, and the rest of the people around him also looked at him strangely. They looked at Ye Junxi as if they were saying, "Brother, is there something wrong with your brain? Why would you arrange a battle with such a monster? "
However, no one had any objections to Zuo Zhicheng's words. They all quietly watched him leave.
Therefore, in this silence, Zuo Zhicheng gradually disappeared from everyone's sight. Until he disappeared, no one dared to speak or make a move.
After he disappeared, many people let out a deep breath. Ye Junxi's face was ashen. The arranged battle in two months was like a death sentence to him.
Zhao Xingzhou also felt that he had relaxed all of a sudden. His back was instantly covered in cold sweat.
Zuo Zhicheng's every move affected the minds of everyone present. Zuo Zhicheng had already become so powerful.
When Zhao Xingzhou felt his own actions, the anger in his heart became even stronger. This meant that no matter how much he refused to admit it, his body and his instinct were very afraid of Zuo Zhicheng. He was afraid of his opponent's strength.
Zhao Xingzhou found it hard to accept that he was instinctively afraid of Zuo Zhicheng. However, now that Zuo Zhicheng's strength was completely above his, he had no choice but to accept it.
His face was flushed, and his veins were bulging. After Zuo Zhicheng disappeared, he suddenly roared and smashed the long spear in his hand on the ground with a bang. It was like a big iron stake. The ground was covered in dust, and even the whole spear broke into two pieces.
"Retreat!"
Zhao Xingzhou roared and led everyone to leave in the opposite direction of where Zuo Zhicheng had left. Compared to his high-spirited appearance, he was now in a very sorry state.
Ten days later, Zuo Zhicheng defeated the Holy Son of Hell Demon. Hundreds of Underworld Sect members were annihilated in the blink of an eye. He also forced Zhao Xingzhou and the others to retreat with just a few words.
Basically, everyone in the Dark World and the martial arts world knew that the Sky Snake King of the Shadow Corps had become a top expert in the New World with his martial arts and Taoist techniques.
Zuo Zhicheng's fame spread far and wide. Even the indigenous tribes in the west knew that there was an existence called the Sky Snake King among the people of the Da Qi state in the east. He had the power to destroy cities and strongholds and defeat an entire army head-on.
Even the New World Martial Arts Association and the Haoran Martial Arts Center, which were not very famous, suddenly became very lively. All kinds of young people who wanted to achieve something and be as strong as the Sky Snake King traveled long distances to come here. They wanted to become as strong as the Sky Snake King one day. (This is a good event where a pie falls from the sky. Cool phones are waiting for you! Follow ~ Click on the Chinese website's official account (Add a friend on WeChat – add a public account – type qdread) and participate immediately! Everyone has a prize. Follow the official account of qdread on WeChat right now!)
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