Zuo Zhicheng didn't answer Sedek Barak's question. Instead, he looked at Zhu Bang and scanned his body with his infrared vision. He could hear Zhu Bang's weak heartbeat.
Then, he looked at Fei Bai. Fei Bai had already woken up a little. He heard Zuo Zhicheng's voice, "Can you still move?"
Fei Bai said, "I … … I'm fine … …"
Halfway through his sentence, he suddenly realized something, "Sir, Zhu Bang … …"
"He's not dead yet."
"Ah?" Fei Bai struggled to stand up, "Then I'll send him to Master Shen Anan."
"No need. He can't move his body now," Zuo Zhicheng said, "Leave this to me. Go and find Shen Anan."
"I understand." If Fei Bai had just arrived, he would have hesitated. But now, he only used his psionic vision to take a deep look at Zhu Bang and left without looking back. However, after taking a few steps, Fei Bai suddenly turned around and said, "Sir, Shenzong's temple." Then, he turned around and left.
Zuo Zhicheng didn't understand what Fei Bai meant. On the other side, Sedek Barak was getting impatient.
"Are you done with your funeral?" Sedek Barak smiled provocatively, "Zuo Qingcang … …"
Zuo Zhicheng's eyes seemed to be able to pierce through the void. His eyes emitted a sense of death, "I spent a lot of money and energy on each of them.
You were having so much fun just now.
Now, pay with your life. "
After he said that, the bone spikes on Zuo Zhicheng's back screeched. Like a volcano erupting, the earth's fire surged. Waves of scorching hot air gushed out of the bone spikes. At the same time, the blood in his body circulated violently. Drops of green blood even spurted out of his pores.
The ground beneath his feet was shaking non-stop. It was as if the entire planet was trying to throw Zuo Zhicheng off.
Earth Roar, Destructive Tyrant Palm, Gale Green Mist Breath, and Heavenly River Overturn. These three extraordinary martial arts were unleashed at the same time. Zuo Zhicheng's palm instantly enlarged in Sedek Barley's eyes, covering the sky and the sun. It was as if the entire world had fallen into darkness at this moment.
Zuo Zhicheng slapped Sedek Barak's head and instantly sprinted a few hundred meters away. This was to stay away from Zhu Bang so that he wouldn't be affected by the battle later.
At the same time, he raised his left hand high in the air and blasted it toward Sedek Barley's head with destructive power.
Zuo Zhicheng's full-powered punch had already exceeded two times the speed of sound. However, to Sedek Barak, who was moving at the same time, the relative speed of this punch was less than two times the speed of sound.
Even so, this punch was enough to instantly kill most Mortal and Dharma Adepts. Sedek Barley was unbelievably strong in the face of this speed. It was as if this punch could turn the entire world upside down. He looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, returning the punch with the same punch.
The two fists collided. With the point of contact as the center, a storm swept out in all directions. Countless pieces of debris and debris flew in all directions. Zuo Zhicheng's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise. His other hand had already struck out again.
Fists, elbows, shoulders, knees, and feet collided continuously. Regardless of whether it was Sedek Barak or Zuo Zhicheng, both of them stood their ground and didn't take a single step back. Every time their bodies collided, there would be a sound like a meteorite crashing into the earth. Every time they collided, there would be waves of air that could be seen with the naked eye.
Sedek Barak's speed wasn't as fast as Zuo Zhicheng's, but he didn't make any defensive moves. He allowed Zuo Zhicheng to attack as he threw punch after punch at Zuo Zhicheng.
Although Zuo Zhicheng was faster than his opponent, he had to defend and attack at the same time. He didn't have the upper hand at all.
The ground beneath their feet had also completely shattered. The so-called pit that could only be created by decades of martial arts practice in the Shaolin Temple had already been created by the two in just a dozen seconds of fighting. Moreover, it would only get deeper and bigger.
Zuo Zhicheng's eyes grew more and more surprised. This was the first time he had met someone who could fight him head-on and not be at a disadvantage at all.
With a loud bang, Zuo Zhicheng's fist landed on Sedek Barak's face, while Sedek Barak's palm landed on Zuo Zhicheng's chest. Both of them were hit by a powerful force. It was as if they had been hit by a cruise ship. They were both sent flying more than ten meters away.
'Is this guy a robot?'
Zuo Zhicheng couldn't help but wonder. His opponent's body looked like it was made of metal. Moreover, after the repeated attacks, his opponent didn't seem to feel pain. He was extremely strong and invulnerable. The more Zuo Zhicheng looked at him, the more he felt that his opponent was some kind of robot terminator.
To be honest, Zuo Zhicheng had a lot of guesses about the inside story of this world. He had once suspected that this was Earth ten thousand years in the future. However, all kinds of modern equipment, as well as King Hante's armor and Prometheus's words, made him deny this guess.
Sedek Barak's appearance and combat power, which was similar to that of a robot terminator, caused ripples in his heart.
However, these were all off-topic. Zuo Zhicheng only thought about it for a moment before he focused on the battle again. He looked at the exoskeleton armor on his arms and chest. It was already slightly shattered and deformed.
'This guy's strength is on par with mine. No, if I don't use three extraordinary martial arts at the same time, my strength is inferior to his.
His strength is above mine, but his strength isn't as strong as mine. '
After coming to this conclusion, Zuo Zhicheng didn't plan to fight head-on with his opponent anymore. If he continued to fight head-on, his opponent might seem fine, but his muscle fibers, blood vessels, and bones wouldn't be able to withstand such great pressure for a long period of time.
Therefore, he raised his hand and released dozens of explosive arrows that were twice the speed of sound from the Mouth of the Underworld.
A series of explosive arrows hit Sedek Barak's body one after another and exploded. Terrifying waves of air swept past and shook his body, sending him flying more than ten meters away. During this process, Zuo Zhicheng's palms were aimed at Sedek Barak's direction, continuously releasing explosive arrows that were twice the speed of sound.
Roar!
Sedek Barak roared angrily and stomped his feet on the ground. His whole body sank, and his arms blocked in front of him. He actually charged towards Zuo Zhicheng while enduring the explosions of the explosive arrows that were twice the speed of sound.
Sedek Barak shot out more than a hundred explosive arrows in a row. The impact of these arrows could even destroy a reinforced concrete wall. However, Sedek Barak only paused a few times and continued to charge towards Zhang Heng, seemingly unharmed.
Hmph! Zuo Zhicheng let out a cold snort and retreated rapidly as if he was floating. He once again widened the distance between him and Sedek Barak. Then he reached out both his palms and aimed them at Sedek Barak's body.
In the center of his right palm, a large area of electric light emerged.
In the palm of his left hand, a series of light spots were condensing.
His left hand was the Heavenly Light Divine Thunder Fire, while his right hand was the flames stored in the Mouth of the Underworld.
The Divine Thunder Fire pierced through the air, ionizing all the air molecules in its path. The lightning could then shoot out through this ionized channel.
In the next moment, white light and lightning intertwined, completely engulfing Sedek Barak who was charging over.
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