"Even if I am only at the peak of the Nine Stars, it is more than enough to kill an ant like you."
Zheng Zhi's sarcastic voice was like a sharp knife, stabbing into Wu Hang's heart.
He roared angrily, the veins on his face throbbed, and his already ferocious face became even more terrifying.
Zheng Zhizhi's words spoke exactly to his pain.
At this moment, Wu Hang looked like a dog whose tail had been stepped on.
The next moment, the furious Wu Hang showed no mercy.
His whole body erupted with bright blood, and he used his blood-transforming magic to the extreme.
"No, go back quickly."
Seeing this, the surrounding geniuses quickly retreated.
Under this bloody light, the blood in their bodies began to stir uncontrollably.
It feels like having your blood drawn.
Some people with weak cultivation were even severely injured on the spot.
The blood in the body automatically leaves the body and the face becomes pale.
Zheng Zhi frowned, because under the bloody light, his body also began to react.
Previously, the reason why he was immune to the influence of the Blood Transformation Art was not because of how strong he was.
Instead, he practiced the Nine Nether Emperor Sutra, and the Nine Nether Cold Qi could freeze his own blood.
In this way, the power of the Blood-Transforming Divine Art has no way of affecting him.
"Are you angry from shame?"
Zheng Zhi chuckled: "In this world, strength must speak for itself after all."
As he spoke, the Judgment Sword appeared in his hand.
Without saying much, Zheng Zhi drew his sword and stepped forward.
The fierce sword force broke through the blood and cut Wu Hang directly.
Wu Hang's expression changed and he clapped his hand.
The blood palm appeared out of thin air like a whirlpool, and was about to swallow Zheng Zhi.
However, before the vortex could get close to Zheng Zhi, it was broken by a sword light.
The sharp sword edge struck Wu Hang.
Blood splattered and screams began.
Everyone then saw that one of Wu Hang's arms was severely chopped off by Zheng Zhi.
Wu Hang retreated abruptly, his face full of shock.
Looking at the broken part of the empty arm, his expression was still dull.
But the next scene made everyone look weird.
Because Wu Hang turned around and ran away without saying a word.
"It's better to stay!"
Zheng Zhi smiled lightly.
He had no intention of letting Wu Hang go.
In a flash, he caught up with Wu Hang and slashed him with his sword.
Wu Hang's face changed drastically, and a look of fear appeared on his face at the coming of death.
Still want to resist.
But Zheng Zhi's sword was too fast. Before Wu Hang could react, his vision felt like the world was spinning.
A bloody head was separated from the neck.
The gap is neat and a bit smooth...
"I am not willing to give in!"
These were the last words Wu Hang said before he died.
He really should be unwilling.
After being trapped for thousands of years, he finally got out, but before he could finish pretending, he was beheaded.
If you want to evaluate it, there are only four words, which are really pitiful.
Zheng Zhi put away the blood-stained sword, but he didn't feel much sense of accomplishment.
Unaffected by the Blood Transformation Divine Art, with his strength, it is really not too easy to crush a warrior who is at the peak of the Nine Stars.
He glanced at the dead headless body and said calmly: "I think what Long Chen said just now is good. Since it has disappeared in the long river of history, why come out to make trouble again?"
After saying that, he still glanced at Long Chen who was not far away with a smile.
When Long Chen heard this, he didn't say anything and just nodded towards Zheng Zhi.
This can be considered... a silent recognition?
From beginning to end, Long Chen never made a move.
However, Zheng Zhi did not think that Long Chen was not capable of fighting Wu Hang.
He even believed that if Long Chen took action, he might not be able to kill Wu Hang.
This is an intuition!
Because, unlike other geniuses, Long Chen was too calm when facing Wu Hang.
Even after Wu Hang performed the magical blood-transforming skill, his calmness still did not fade much...
"Is this...dead?"
After a while, the crowd of spectators recovered from the shock.
After seeing that Wu Hang's body was not a fake, they had to admit this fact.
At the same time, everyone looked at Zheng Zhi with even more awe.
He is a champion, and his popularity is unparalleled.
How could they be disrespectful now that he had three moves and two moves to kill the powerful Blood Demon clan who was intimidating to them?
Among the crowd, only Ouyang Xiu had the ugliest expression.
Even though it was ugly, fear was already growing in my heart.
The fear that arose was spreading in his heart.
He had witnessed Wu Hang's power with his own eyes, and it was truly terrifying.
If it were him, even if he wouldn't be as embarrassed as Tang Yan, the chance of winning would not be great.
But in Zheng Zhi's hands, he couldn't walk past the two swords...
Thinking of this, Ouyang Xiu felt a chill that went straight to the Tianling Cap.
"It's just that he just happened to practice the technique of restraining the blood transforming magic. If we fight head-on, I will never be weaker than him!"
Ouyang Xiu comforted himself in his heart.
Only this kind of comfort could calm his fearful heart.
Of course, Zheng Zhi ignored Ouyang Xiu.
He didn't even look at each other during the entire process.
In his eyes, Ouyang Xiu is just a dying person.
Die early or die later, it all depends on his mood.
After killing Wu Hang, Zheng Zhi returned to the two women and said with a smile: "The obstacle has been cleared, let's go!"
After hearing this, the two girls recovered from the shock and nodded.
Sai Xishi took a deep look at Zheng Zhi.
The man in front of her made her feel even more unfathomable.
Zheng Zhi didn't explain too much. He took the two girls and Duanmu You and took the lead on the stone steps.
No one dared to stop him, and no one dared to take a step ahead of Zheng Zhi.
Some geniuses who were closest to the stone steps even took the initiative to make way for Zheng Zhi and others.
This is the respect and prestige that Zheng Zhi earned with his strength.
Everyone respects him, is jealous of him, and is afraid of him, so they are afraid of offending him.
It wasn't until Zheng Zhi and others had walked a long distance that a group of talented people began to climb the stone steps.