Things developed beyond everyone's expectations.
No one expected that the Taichu Master from Longhu Mountain just said a few words casually, and without even giving Representative Quanxing a chance to speak, he directly started this crushing massacre!
"It turns out that killing people can be so easy."
A little-known swordsman from the northwest murmured to himself, looking at the exaggerated scene where he could easily bring dozens of strangers with him when lightning struck, he felt that his knowledge was constantly being refreshed.
He once asked his master, how far can a person reach the extreme level of cultivation? If his swordsmanship is perfected, can he penetrate gold and crack rocks from a distance of a hundred feet?
At that time, his master just smiled and replied: There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world.
But only today did he understand what a heavenly being is!
the other side.
In the battlefield.
Zhang Taichu's figure covered in thunder became the last scene that many people saw before his sudden death.
The people who were not affected by the thunder and lightning quickly dispersed at the moment they reacted. More than a thousand figures were distributed on the vast grassland with a radius of several hundred feet, like a dense group of black ants. .
There were also those who were least afraid of death, using their own methods to rush towards Zhang Taichu. They were the craziest type of people. When they accepted the decisive battle, they had already pinned their heads on their waists.
"Zhenren, are you really awesome? How about you give me a Vajra Palm?"
The strong man with golden skin and iron bones smiled ferociously, and swung the palm as big as a cattail leaf fan at Zhang Taichu fiercely. However, when he was about ten feet away from the opponent, he was struck by a small thunder snake as thick as a baby's finger. middle.
But with a muffled bang, the Vajra Palm that the strong man was most proud of exploded, and his flesh, flesh and bones began to collapse rapidly, and his body of gold and iron bones turned into ashes.
But Zhang Taichu never glanced at the big man from beginning to end. He just walked in the circle and felt a little bored.
After killing too many ants, it gradually became boring. This was actually a different state of mind from what he had been seventy years ago.
"Hey! Master Taichu, I have been wanting to challenge you for a long time!"
There was a short-haired man wearing tight-fitting training clothes, with a surging fighting spirit. He had tattoos all over his body, and his energy was much higher than that of his companions.
It was Ding Zhangan who succumbed to Zhang Zhiwei and was listed as one of the two heroes alongside Na Ruhu!
At this time, Ding Zhangan had fallen into an extreme state of excitement. He had already experienced the feeling of being cold at high places. He once fell into nothingness and felt that he had lost the direction of pursuit along the way of cultivation.
But now that he saw Zhang Taichu taking action, the fighting spirit in his heart surged like never before, and he felt that he finally had a chance to unleash all his power!
To this.
Zhang Taichu's expression remained unchanged, he just glanced at the other party indifferently, seeing through the other party's reality. Then with a flick of his finger, a blood-red thunderbolt as thick as an arm shot out and rushed towards Ding Shian.
There was a soft thud.
Ding Zhangan, who had a strong body and eight-pack abs, exploded into hundreds or thousands of pieces of meat of different sizes. Then, under the decomposition of the power of thunder and lightning, he turned into the tiniest ashes, and the self-proclaimed Vajra A strong man with palms will generally end up.
Poor man, one of the two heroes who made his name in the human world, disappeared into the world without even being able to deliver a single move.
The omnipotent demon who took all this in his eyes suddenly felt that he had no backbone, and his souls flew into the sky one after another. His movements were so frightened that his movements slowed down for half a beat.
As for the people from various forces who were watching further away, they were even more stunned and rubbed their eyes to make sure it was not an illusion.
Where Shi Lao and the company directors were, Na Ruhu licked his dry mouth and looked straight at the scene where Ding Shimaan was turned into ashes by a blow. Something clicked in his mind, and something broke again.
Only now did he know that Zhang Taichu's slap on Wudang Mountain was just for fun!
One of the two heroes, to a certain extent, already represents the top combat power in the alien world, but under Zhang Taichu's men, he seems to be no different from an ordinary ant.
"Under Zhang Zhenren, everyone is just an ant."
Na Ruhu murmured, feeling despair for the first time in his life.
…
At the same time, in the battlefield.
Just after Ding Zhangan's sudden death, the nearly one thousand surviving aliens also fell into deep despair, realizing that the gap between themselves and Zhang Taichu was like a chasm.
This may be a difference that cannot be made up by quantity!
Therefore, some demons who were thinking of getting lucky actually thought of retreating at this moment, and silently ran away into the distance, regretting that they couldn't figure out why they actually came to this grassland to keep their appointment.
What they want to do at the moment is to stay away from the God of Death. They can hide as far away as they can. At worst, they can escape from the country, make a comeback, and bring trouble to foreigners!
"I've come here, and now I'm leaving. Why, am I just a showpiece when I become a Taoist?"
Zhang Taichu chuckled and looked around at the many Quanxingzhong people who were fleeing in all directions. He felt that it was about to end before it even started.
With a thought in his mind, the energy that was already surging throughout his body easily broke through to another level at this moment.
At this moment, the clear sky suddenly darkened, and thick dark clouds condensed out of nowhere, like a vast expanse of ink, covering the entire sky in an instant.
Rumble, rumble!
Amid the muffled thunder, thunderclouds began to gather high in the sky and turned into a whirlpool, covering dozens of miles around. There were even blood-red thunder and lightning, rising and falling in the clouds like dragons.
This vision that spans the sky and the earth is exactly the same as the scene where all the gods besieged Longhu Mountain one night and thunder clouds filled the sky!
Click! !
As if the taboo was broken, dozens of thunder pillars penetrated the heaven and earth at this moment. The moment the thunder cloud appeared, they whipped down and bombarded the omnipotent monsters in all directions.
Each thunder pillar will take away the lives of several people around it.
Dozens of thunder pillars came down together, killing nearly a hundred people in an instant!
It wasn't until this moment that Zhang Taichu became serious, and had no intention of stopping. When he controlled the thunder with his mind, golden light like ocean waves filled the air all over his body!
"That sword move from seventy years ago could not be fully used."
"Then I will make up for the regret today."
Zhang Taichu whispered softly, and extended his right hand into a sword finger, and then slowly drew a trace, turning into a thin golden light that was frozen in the air.
The golden light was extremely thin, but extremely bright. In just a few breaths, it extended several feet. Compared to him decades ago, he was much faster and more powerful!
And on the distant grassy slope, where the juniors of the Lu family were, seeing this scene, the Hibiscus aurantium flower turned red, almost falling into madness, and about to completely lose her mind!
She knew clearly in her heart that this move might be what she had been waiting for for a long time, the sword that could break mountains!
(End of chapter)
