One hundred thousand spectators, no one made any noise.
Even the sound of whispering is hard to find.
Pu Sheng frowned slightly, and a solemn look flashed across his eyes.
Only at this moment did he feel the terror of the young man in front of him.
"Your second punch is pretty good, is there a third punch?"
Zheng Zhi smiled lightly and pretended to dust himself off.
Those three points of leisure, five points of provocation, and two points of ridicule made Pu Sheng's face turn blue and white.
But this time, although he was angry, he did not show it.
Because Zheng Zhi has used his strength to win his approval.
"I think your swordsmanship is pretty good, so why haven't you drawn your sword yet?"
Pu Sheng asked in a deep voice.
"You are not enough for me to draw my sword!"
Zheng Zhi responded calmly.
"This is so cool, full marks!"
There was a sound of discussion in the audience.
Someone said with admiration: "Although he looks like he deserves a beating, but in this situation, I can only feel happy."
"This Pu Sheng is arrogant, domineering, and arrogant. I have long disliked him. Now Brother Zheng can stand up and vent his anger on our Blood Underworld Empire. It's great."
"This guy must be so angry that his lungs are about to explode at this moment. He deserves to be so angry..."
Of course, not everyone is happy to meet Zheng Zhi.
The leader of the Sword Crane Sect, Nangong He, had a spiteful face at the moment.
He wished that Zheng Zhi would be punched to death by Pu Sheng.
No wonder he had such thoughts.
Lin Qiong is a genius cultivated by his Sword He Sect with all his efforts, and he is also the future heir of the Sword He Sect appointed by him.
Now, this genius was instantly killed by Zheng Zhi with one sword.
How can this make him happy?
Today, the Sword Crane Sect not only lost a peerless genius, but also lost its reputation and became a laughing stock...
On the martial platform, the battle continues.
Pu Sheng's face gradually became serious.
The star power around him rioted, blood surged, and he punched for the third time.
Zheng Zhi took out his Nether Armor, circulated the Immortal Body of the Sun, and stepped forward to meet the attack.
Of course, Zheng Zhi's refusal to draw his sword was not just showing off.
The more important reason is that you want to see how much of your strength you can unleash without using a sword?
In the same situation, Zheng Zhi has always been invincible.
If he still needs to dodge when fighting with people in the same situation, then Zheng Zhi has really spent all these years in vain.
So what about Tianjiao?
What about monsters?
As long as you are in the same situation, you should step on it with your feet.
Of course, if you want to say that he is showing off, Zheng Zhi is indeed showing off.
As his swordsmanship improved, Zheng Zhi's thoughts also changed, but this thought was strange.
He thinks that ordinary people are not worthy of letting him use the sword!
Sword cultivator, the sword in your hand should be used to kill those who can be killed.
If not, then you are degrading yourself!
However, Zheng Zhi ultimately underestimated Pu Sheng's strength.
The two sides clashed with fists and continued to exchange blows.
After a few rounds, Zheng Zhi fell into a disadvantage.
The two fists collided in mid-air, and the ice star power covering Zheng Zhi's fist was immediately shattered.
Zheng Zhi himself was also shaken back violently by Pu Sheng's fist.
How could Pu Sheng miss such a good opportunity?
Stomping the soles of his feet, he stepped forward.
The fist covered in bloody light poured out like a heavy rain.
Zheng Zhi responded with a fist, but was also suppressed.
His body shape kept shrinking.
A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Looking at his current appearance, he looked even more embarrassed.
A suit of shining armor, dull and full of cracks.
Especially the chest area has long been dilapidated.
"What a domineering boxing skill!"
Zheng Zhi was shocked.
His physical body is inherently tough, and the Nether Armor condensed with his peak cultivation in the Star Realm is even more indestructible.
Even the sharp edge of the innate spiritual weapons cannot cause any damage.
But this Pu Sheng's fist can not only break his Nether Armor, it can also damage his body while breaking his Nether Armor.
It can be seen that the opponent’s punch is strong!
Of course, this is reasonable, after all, they practice the ancient martial arts "Yelian Emperor Dao Fist"!
Every move contains domineering imperial power.
Zheng Zhi was frightened, and Pu Sheng was even more frightened.
His fist strength is extremely domineering, and the peak of the ordinary star realm is no match for him in one blow.
But the young man in front of him blocked his punch with just his physical body and the armor transformed from star power.
How incredible is this?
"If you don't draw your sword, you will definitely die."
Pu Sheng shouted violently.
The young man in front of him was obviously a swordsman, but when fighting him, he still refused to draw his sword.
In his eyes, this was no different than contempt.
"If I draw my sword, you won't be able to fight back."
Zheng Zhi smiled lightly.
"Then go die!"
Pu Sheng was furious.
No more nonsense, just punch him out.
As the fist light erupted, the entire martial arts platform trembled slightly.
The blood-colored fist light shines like the sun. As the fist light flickers, the shadow of a lotus flower is particularly eye-catching.
Ye Lian Huang Dao Fist was unleashed.
Feeling the terrifying power of the fist, Zheng Zhi's pupils shrank.
Without hesitation, the sword of judgment was unsheathed.
The sound of swords echoed everywhere.
A strong wind swept across.
"Wind Kill!"
A sword is as fast as a storm, as fast as lightning and thunder.
From all directions, swords were flying wildly.
Sword power, this is the magical power mastered by sword cultivators after they enter the realm of sword masters through kendo cultivation.
With the power of the sword, all the natural forces of heaven and earth are used for one's own use.
"boom!"
The violent wind violently collided with the domineering fist power.
But this time, Zheng Zhi did not fall into a disadvantage again.
That terrifying sword power had the potential to crush a fist power.
"Sword Master?"
Feeling the terrifying wind, Pu Sheng's eyes flashed with shock.
However, that look of surprise only flashed across his eyes.
Just the sword master!
What are you panicking about?
You need to know that Gu Haoran, who was defeated by him, was also a sword master!
But in the next moment, his expression completely changed.
Because, after Zheng Zhi struck the first sword, he had no tendency to stop.
I saw that his eyes were sharp and his sword power was changing.
The sword's power changed directly from a violent hurricane to a biting frost.
Another sword strike!
"Frost Slash!"
The light of the sword turned into a dragon, and the sword swept down with overwhelming force.
The cold current makes the soul tremble.
"Two sword movements?"
Pu Sheng's pupils shrank and he exclaimed.
But what shocked him was yet to come.
"Killing sword!"
Zheng Zhi's sword momentum changed again.
This sword is as red as blood, and its killing intent is like a knife.
The two swords came out at the same time, and Pu Sheng's fist strength collapsed inch by inch.
"Ye Lian Huang Dao Fist!"
Pu Sheng shouted violently and kept punching.
The power of Ye Lian Huang Dao Fist was pushed to the extreme by him.
Zheng Zhi's two swords also collapsed.
Seeing that his three swords were coming out at the same time, but they could not succeed, Zheng Zhi did not panic.
The aura around him changed again.
The fire of the prison soul burned blazingly, turning into a sword force that filled the sky.
The flames gathered together and condensed into a giant sword!
Yes, Zheng Zhi mastered four different sword movements.
When Pu Sheng fought against him, it was equivalent to fighting against four sword masters.
It is undoubtedly incredible for one person to master four sword movements.
And the power of the four swordsmanship, from the hands of the same person, is much more terrifying than that of four sword masters working together.
"Feng Tian!"
Zheng Zhi raised his sword and shouted loudly.
A giant flaming sword floated in the sky and slashed down.
With this sword, the void was shattered, and the sun and moon lost their light.
Countless spectators looked up and exclaimed, looking shocked.
Because, this sword has already surpassed the threshold that can be achieved in the Star Realm.
Even a strong man who has just entered the Silver Moon Realm may not be sure to take this sword head on.
No, some of the Silver Moon Realm powerhouses here have expressions of fear on their faces.
If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be unimaginable that such a level of means could come from the hands of a star-level person.
But Zheng Zhi no longer held back his hand. Under the burning sky, Pu Sheng's fist power could no longer be achieved.
The bloody fist shadows in the sky were all burned into nothingness under the power of the flaming sword.
Pu Sheng himself was also swept away by Zheng Zhi's sword.
He was half kneeling on the ground, looking miserable.
There was still a look of disbelief on that miserable face.
He... actually lost!
After Fentian slashed through it, a trace nearly a hundred meters long appeared on the huge martial platform.
You must know that this martial platform is built with special materials and supported by formations, making it indestructible.
Even a strong person in the Silver Moon Realm would find it difficult to cause damage.
And Zheng Zhi was able to leave such eye-catching marks, which shows how terrifying this sword is.
"I said that if I draw my sword, you won't be able to fight back. Do you think I'm bragging to you?"
Glancing at Pu Sheng, who was covered in blood, Zheng Zhi said softly.