The final appearance was naturally the Pluto Snake that followed Zuo Zhicheng all the way. As the Pluto Snake with monster-level power, Zuo Zhicheng went to Haijing, of course, chose to let it follow along as one of its hidden means.

Seeing the appearance of this giant snake, whether it was the Destruction Dharma King, the Wheel-Turning Dharma King or the Dao Jade Dharma King, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"Pearl Snake!" As soon as the Daoyu Dharma King said this, he felt a gust of storm coming towards her. A huge figure was already like a train, smashing towards her.

ah!

Accompanied by a harsh scream, the Pluto Snake had already fought with the Dao Jade Dharma King. In the rolling round, the snake shadow flashed wildly, rolling up thousands of snow waves and dust. The Pluto Snake naturally could not compete with this giant beast, so he could only fight and attack the Pluto Snake with the power of his mind.

This is naturally Zuo Zhicheng's order. Compared to the strange iron-green giant man, the young monk exudes a scorching artistic conception. It is obviously the spiritual power of the Taoist nun. At present, it seems that with the physical resistance of the Pluto Snake, it should have the most advantage in fighting. So Zuo Zhicheng let the Pluto Snake attack the Daoyu Dharma King.

I saw a man and a snake fighting and leaving, carrying the snowflakes soaring into the sky, gradually moving away from the battlefield.

The Destruction Dharma King and the Wheel-Turning Dharma King on the other side did not support him, but stared at Zuo Zhicheng one after another. The suffocating pressure came to his face. Qing Yueqiu and others were in this battlefield and even felt that they were having difficulty breathing.

"Excellent, Zuo Zhicheng, I didn't expect you to be able to subdue a Pluto snake." The Wheel-Running King moved his lips, and a dangerous light was released in his eyes: "But this time, the three of us will take action together, and you will be able to show off when you go to hell."

"Do it!"

Zuo Zhicheng knew that the other party was trying to increase their psychological pressure or anger them, so he didn't give them a chance to continue.

After a loud shout, he kicked hard, and the whole earth seemed to shake hard under the kick. The Wheel-Roller King, who was a hundred meters away, could even feel a little bumpy under his feet.

Then a terrifying murderous intent fell from the sky. The murderous intent was as strong as the essence. The Wheel-Running Dharma King even felt a bloody smell on his face. It came with the murderous intent. There was a strong chill that almost made the hairs behind him stand up.

However, the Wheel-Running Dharma King was also very fast. He saw his hands folded together, blooming like a lotus, and his tongue was blooming with spring thunder, and he was about to launch a long-range attack from the scorching sun.

But when the hand was pressed halfway, the Wheel-Turning King stopped by himself, because in front of him, Zuo Zhicheng's body flashed slightly. With one step, he had already flew over a distance of more than ten meters and nearly twenty meters. Then he kicked again. With the explosion on the ground, his body flashed again and advanced more than ten meters.

The whole movement looked like it was shrinking into an inch. After taking a few steps, he had already rushed to the position forty or fifty meters in front of him.

‘Seven Star Steps?!’

‘How could the Seven Star Step be so fast!’

Seven-star Fist is a widely circulated boxing technique. Just like Sumeru Changquan, many warriors have family traditions. The Wheel-Born King naturally knows this martial arts. He even knows the seven-star Fist technique himself. However, the seven-star steps in it usually explode, and it only jumps five or six meters. How could it be like Zuo Zhicheng, who jumps more than ten meters.

In this short moment, with the other party's flash, Zuo Zhicheng's heart scene also enveloped the body of the Wheel-Running Dharma King. The blood, limbs, and torso all felt a sense of freezing.

The Wheel-Running King immediately knew that the opponent's speed was far beyond his expectations and he had no chance to launch a long-range strike.

‘Hmph, can you kill me if you want to come up? It’s so arrogant.’ The Wheel-Born King saw Zuo Zhicheng’s actions and didn’t understand the other party’s thoughts. He sneered in his heart: ‘Even if you have better physical strength than me, can I not even block a few moves? When the Destruction Dharma King and Daoyu Dharma King solve the problem, the three of them will siege you and you will definitely die.’

But the next second, Zuo Zhicheng made the Wheel-Turning King understand completely that he really couldn't stop a few moves than the front.

Then he saw Zuo Zhicheng's body flashing for the last time, accompanied by the snowflakes flying all over the sky, and his whole body had already rushed to five meters in front of the Wheel-Running King. Then his mouth opened and his breathing sounded, accompanied by the violent vibration of his lungs and throat, sucking and spitting, and the rushing airflow surged out.

roar!

That was the sound fighting skill in the lion fist that Wu Zhian learned, but Zuo Zhicheng used it at this time, and it was more than ten times more powerful than Wu Zhian's lion roar. When this lion roar was in his hands, it was no longer just a mental and forceful effect, but a real power.

The air bomb that rushed towards him directly exploded the Wheel-Running Dharma King's head, but he was a figure at the Hell Gate Dharma King level. With this attack, it was a bit unexpected, but his hands still moved instinctively.

I saw him hugging his hands together, as if he was holding a sun, pushing violently towards the direction where Zuo Zhicheng was. In Zuo Zhicheng's eyes, the Wheel-Rolling Dharma King was really holding a sun in his hands. He actually pushed the red sun in his heart directly towards Zuo Zhicheng.

His hands were swollen and his strength was erect, just like the ancient legendary sun god, pushing the sun and the moon, pushing a sun hard towards Zuo Zhicheng's position.

It is rumored that in ancient times, the sun god "Mang" and the Taiyin god "Wheel" had a battle. The sun finally pushed the sun and smashed it towards the moon, killing the wheel alive.

The current move of the Wheel-Turning Dharma King brings the momentum of the sun and the moon in the story of the Sun God.

It can be said that this move is already the best in the world, whether it is the power of the **, the attack of the mind, or the artistic conception of the move. Just this move can easily determine that the Red Sun Monk is much worse than the Wheel-Running Dharma King.

Zuo Zhicheng faced the extremely fierce move of the Wheel-Running King. His eyes were cold and his face was expressionless. His body did not dodge or dodge. He just stretched out his left palm, pinched his five fingers, and slapped his hands hard at the Wheel-Running King's hands.

With a loud bang! With the explosive airflow sweeping, Zuo Zhicheng's punch was like the sky smashed down in the eyes of the Wheel King. It swept across with violent power and the coldest and quiet murderous intent.

If he was pushing the sun with both hands, then Zuo Zhicheng's punch was fierce, as cold as a black hole, swallowing and spitting out the most terrifying power in the universe. Even if you are the sun, you will still break up.
Chapter completed!