But what happened today?

Could it be that as his cultivation level increases, Zhang Zichen's ability to kill people above the level is gradually declining.

Could it be that Zhang Zichen really can’t do it?

Just as he was thinking, he heard Zhu Huang say again: "Zhu Hongyu, I think you are thinking too much and worrying too much. I have never seen a weak cultivator at the early stage of the Holy Lord, who can reverse and defeat a master at the middle stage of the Holy Lord. This is 100% impossible."

"This...ah!" Zhu Hongyu sighed, but was still very worried and said, "Elder Zhu Huang, I still feel that things are far from as smooth as I imagined. Something must have happened just now."

"What went wrong? What happened?" Zhu Huang shook his head, his face filled with a smug smile, "Zhu Hongyu, don't think so much. Wait until Zhu Feihu kills Zhang Zichen later, we will be the first to rush up and snatch the fire-rolled Huangyun Tianshu and the nine three-legged golden crows!"

"Yes!" Zhu Hongyu nodded slightly, looked at the competition arena with his eyes.

In fact, Zhu Hongyu was right. Just now, Zhang Zichen did make a mistake.

How could he have thought that the damn Zhu Feihu had started to attack without saying hello, which led to his injury.

...

Zhang Zichen slid dozens of feet on the ground, and finally stopped easily. Next, Zhang Zichen saw another fiery red light rushing towards him.

"Hide first!"

With a loud shout in his heart, Zhang Zichen's body became backwards.

boom!

There was a loud bang, but Zhu Feihu appeared where Zhang Zichen was just now, holding a flame spear in his hand and stabbing it on the ground.

Although this solid competition are extremely hard and cannot explode a big hole, this blow caused turbulence in the surrounding air.

A stream of hot power spread to both sides with Zhu Feihu as the center.

"run?"

Zhu Feihu sneered, and did not give Zhang Zichen any time to breathe. He twisted the spear head and chased forward again.

call out!

The spear was very fast and it reached Zhang Zichen's eyes in the blink of an eye.

Fortunately, Zhang Zichen urgently dodged sideways, and a golden sword appeared in his right hand.

A golden light flashed, and a sword slashed at Zhu Feihu.

"Hmph! Just you!?"

Zhu Feihu shouted loudly, fought with a spear, and instantly broke off Zhang Zichen's golden sword edge.

Then, the spear continued to be like a long snake, sticking out its tongue and attacking the enemy.

Zhang Zichen couldn't bear it, but he was not anxious to dodge. While retreating, he used the golden sword to block it.

Clam clang clang clang clang clang clang clang!

The flame spear and the golden sword kept colliding, and the light burst out like fireworks, which was very beautiful.

However, only Zhang Zichen seems to understand the dangers in this.

"Zhang Zichen, is this your power? Humph! I actually kidnapped my maid and concubine, Zhang Zichen, when I kill you, I will definitely ruin Xiaoxiao first, and then rape her first and then kill her! Then rape her again and again! I want you two dogs, men and women to die without a place to die!"

Zhu Feihu became more courageous as he stood, and more fiercely as he fought. He burst into murderous aura, and his mighty pressure made Zhang Zichen unable to resist.

Even with every resistance, Zhang Zichen could feel the tiger's mouth was about to split, and the blood in his chest almost vomited out many times.

Zhang Zichen knew very well that if he had only his own strength, he would not be able to defeat Zhu Feihu.

There are two ways to kill Zhu Feihu. One is to use the Tao map! The other is to use the "Ancient Chaos Art"!

After being repelled hundreds of feet in a row, Zhang Zichen suddenly turned into a golden light and rushed backwards.

After leaving a distance, Zhang Zichen stood firm and looked at Zhu Feihu coldly.

However, Zhang Zichen was already very serious at this time.

Although the big hole on the left shoulder was cured by the peach tree spirit, it had not yet been cured. Blood rolled down like a fountain.

Moreover, after Zhu Feihu's repeated power impacts, Zhang Zichen suffered considerable internal injuries.

Seeing Zhang Zichen's face pale and blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, Zhu Feihu was not in a hurry to kill people, but laughed: "Zhang Zichen, what's wrong with you? How did you know how to escape? What about the first genius of practicing Taoism on the heavenly continent? What about the promised killing people above the level? Are you sad?"

"Hmph!" Zhang Zichen spit out a mouthful of blood and sputum and said dissatisfied, "Zhu Feihu, wait for me! Today, I will kill you for Sister Xiao!"

"Sister Xiao? Are you talking about Xiaoxiao? Why are you calling so happy? Zhang Zichen, how does it feel when you put my torn shoes?" Zhu Feihu giggled, "Oh! That Xiaoxiao, who has the best skills on the bed, is there any? Yes, um! That place is tight and compact, and when I entered the spear, wow, warm, hot, so cool! It's so cool!"

Zhu Feihu said while fantasizing and drooling was about to flow out.

Zhang Zichen became more and more angry as he listened, gritting his teeth and making a crackling sound.

As if he felt the anger on Zhang Zichen's body, Zhu Feihu joked: "Oh, Zhang Zichen, are you angry? What's wrong? I'm just talking about Xiaoxiao's bed skills. Why are you angry?"

"You..." Zhang Zichen raised his left hand, pointed at Zhu Feihu, then made a thumb downward move, and said coldly, "Zhu Feihu, you have successfully angered me, so don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!"

"Ouch! Are you angry? Hahaha! I'm so scared! I'm really scared!" Zhu Feihu raised his head and laughed a little sarcastic, but it was more proud and arrogant, and he was a little bit disregarded to take Zhang Zichen seriously.

But at this moment, Zhu Feihu seemed to have seen something wrong. When he opened his eyes, he saw that Zhang Zichen's body was turning red quickly.

Moreover, as Zhang Zichen's skin changed color, a huge force emanated from him.

"This...this is..."

Zhu Feihu has heard that Zhang Zichen has practiced the "Ancient Chaos Art"!

"This is "The Ancient Chaos Art"!"

Feeling the changes in aura and power on Zhang Zichen's body, Zhu Feihu's face was a little unfair.

Zhu Feihu has long heard of the ancient secret technique of "The Ancient Chaos Art".

Most of the people who practice this secret method will die without good deeds, but the few people who practice will all become the best, with a terrifyingly high power.

Although Zhang Zichen is not a big threat now, if he continues to practice, he is very likely to become a powerful emperor in the future.

For such a person, he must be strangled in the cradle!
Chapter completed!