Under one person: I am alone, and I dominate the world

Chapter 92 You Just Know You're Going To Die
Seeing the young Taoist walking not far away, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on Quan Xingzhongren's face.

"You know we're here, but you still dare to go this way? Kid, you're quite arrogant!"

The inch-cut young man who claimed to be the number one little iron fist in Shanghai sneered, while clenching his fists, he turned his head and said to his accomplices: "Everyone, this head is on me, let's make it together."

As he spoke, he took the lead and rushed towards the lonely Taoist.

The rest of the Quanxing people did not fight with him, but were very interested, wanting to see how the little iron fist ravaged the blind Taoist priest.

"Jie, Jie, Jie, it took me 20 years to make this punch, how can you block it!"

The short-haired young man said harsh words, and when he was approaching the young Taoist several feet, he kicked his legs, jumped up high, and transmitted the power from the soles of his feet to his waist, and then to his shoulders, and delivered the most proud punch. , wanting to finish off the opponent with one move.

However, when his narrow eyes saw the Taoist's face clearly, he shrank suddenly, and his originally evil smile became distorted in an instant, filled with extreme fear!
At the same time, suddenly popped up in his mind, the figure standing alone under the thunderclouds above the back mountain yesterday!
Zhang Taichu!
At the moment of recognizing the identity of the young Taoist, and looking at the other's indifferent expression, the inch-headed man who had already swung his fist a foot in front of him, at this moment desperately wanted to stop his movements.

Even if the force hurts his internal organs, he doesn't dare to move forward an inch!
The only thought in his mind was to turn around and run away!

Run as far as you can!

But Zhang Taichu would not give him this opportunity.

He looked at the short-haired man who was still extremely rampant at that moment, but he just stretched out one palm, and with those slender two fingers, he pinched the opponent's fist.

There was a bang.

The falling iron fist stopped abruptly and was held by two fingers that did not move at all. It was like facing an insurmountable chasm. Even the violent energy lingering on the surface of the fist withered and disappeared in an instant.

"Gollum!"

The inch-headed man swallowed his saliva, his face trembling, his pupils narrowed to a point, fixedly staring at his fist that could not penetrate an inch, and beads of sweat oozed out of his whole body at the same time, his clothes soaked in the blink of an eye.

And farther away, the whole-sex people watching here have also froze their faces and stopped laughing.

Looking at the No. [-] Iron Fist in the Demon City being restrained by the Taoist's two fingers, I couldn't help but rub my eyes, feeling unbelievable.

As for Zhang Taichu, he narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the young man who was punching him, looked at the other person's terrified expression, and said with a soft smile: "I heard you little guy said that you don't look down on me, Longhushan. Golden Light Curse?"

Hearing Zhang Taichu's words, the short-haired man with a strong desire to survive had a mournful face, his head shook like a rattle, and said in a trembling voice: "Wrong, Master Taichu, I was wrong, just think I'm farting!"

Zhang Taichu's lips curled up: "Oh? Is that so?"

The inch-cropped man immediately nodded repeatedly, with snot and tears streaming out together, subconsciously, as if he was facing the terrifying oppression of a peerless fierce god, which made him abandon all dignity.

The short-haired man cried, "I'm still a child. Please spare me, spare my life. I know I was wrong."

Looking at the whole-sexed person in front of him like a wild dog begging for mercy, there was no slight fluctuation in Zhang Taichu's eyes, but he said softly: "You don't know that you are wrong, you just know that you are going to die. "

As he said that, Zhang Taichu gently pushed the other two fingers holding down the opponent's fist.

I saw the steel gloves made of unknown alloy. At the next moment, tens of millions of cracks appeared on the surface. Then there was a click, and it turned into countless tiny fragments. They were crushed into powder, and the things wrapped inside were The fist also had broken bones and bloody flesh!
Boom!
The inch-cut man suddenly choked out a mouthful of blood, only to feel that he was hit head-on by a big mountain, and he flew upside down in mid-air!

But Zhang Taichu just hooked his fingers again, and suddenly a strong golden light burst out, wrapping and imprisoning the inch-headed man, making it impossible for him to escape.

Then, he clenched his palm, and the almost substantial golden light collapsed and closed!

Immediately, the pinched blood vessels of the inch-headed man burst, his bones separated, his head collapsed into his abdominal cavity, his spine turned into twists, and his whole body was twisted into a round ball of fleshy paste, without a single trace of human appearance.

In just an instant, the other party died suddenly in front of everyone without even uttering a cry!

Seeing this, the accomplices of the short-haired man and everyone who was still watching felt as if their spirits were flying to the sky, the hairs all over their bodies stood on end, and their bodies were shaking like chaff.

Even the disciples of Longhushan who were knocked down all around widened their eyes in disbelief at this moment, subconsciously feeling a little nauseous.

With just one move, a whole-sex monster was turned into a mass of "meat paste" in the true sense. This revealed the bloody thunder method and shocked everyone!

But Zhang Taichu didn't even glance at the body of the inch-headed man. He just waved his hand, and let the golden light, wrapped in the horrible lump of meat, hit the bluestone wall on one side, and stuck to it firmly. .

Then he took a step forward and walked towards the bloodless, all-sexual monster with limp and trembling legs.

"Woo, run! Run! Run!" Someone was so frightened that he could not speak, whimpering, but his legs were too weak to move.

When people are in extreme fear, they cannot even escape!
Some people, after finally reacting, turned around and ran recklessly, trying to climb over the wall on one side and stay away from the murderous figure!

In response, Zhang Taichu just used a trick on his sleeve to activate the golden light spell from a distance of more than ten feet, creating cages and trapping all those people.

Then with a thought, it collapsed and compressed at the same moment, causing those few people to end up like the young man with the short hair.

After doing all this, he continued to walk forward as if nothing had happened.

However, the disciples of Longhu Mountain, who saw all this in their eyes, couldn't restrain themselves even more when they were shocked by the terrifying power of their grand master. Their stomachs rolled and they couldn't help vomiting.

Although they are strangers, most of them have been practicing in the mountains since they were young. They have never seen a few dead people, let alone such a scene!

All of a sudden, those miserable lumps of living human flesh, and the extremely heavy smell of blood impacted their spirits and provoked their nerves, making them feel as if they were in hell!

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