Chapter 625: Zhang Fei

"Boom~"

The fist shadow and the lightning instantly came into close contact, and with a roar, the two dissipated directly into the air and disappeared.

"Zi~Zila~"

The lightning on the ancient Zhang Fei's body made a sound on its own, and it traveled all over the body at great speed. Every time Zhang Fei took a step, a bolt of lightning the thickness of chopsticks would break away from his body and be quietly suspended in the air, temporarily out of the battle area.

When Zhang Fei took more than ten steps, his right hand clenched into a fist and blasted out. There was no shadow of any fist when this punch came out, but this punch was the most powerful and domineering shadowless fist that it had ever been best at. As soon as the shadowless fist came out, there was no trace, and there was no grass and no chickens and dogs left in the place where it passed.

"Boom~......"

Although the shadow of the fist could not be seen in the strike, its strength caused a continuous roar to erupt in the air, and the space that passed through it was vibrating, and there was a danger of collapse at any time.

"Poof~"

Zhang Lang didn't dodge or fight against the Shadowless Fist at all, he was directly hit, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly with a muffled sound, and he rolled in the air for nearly three kilometers before stabilizing his body.

As soon as Zhang Lang stabilized his body, the ten bolts of light with chopsticks left behind when Zhang Fei stepped were wrapped around his body, swimming at high speed on his body, trying to control his body and make it unable to move.

"No, the boss is in trouble! But we can't save him, if we are forced into his range, we can't afford it, and we will definitely die. Huang Tian said.

"Withdraw~" Yang Yu said directly.

As soon as Yang Yu finished speaking, Huang Tian and Long Wei smeared oil on the soles of their feet and hid far away.

"I'm damn it~ You two are too direct! Yang Yu scolded. After scolding, the speed of his dodge was twice as fast as that of Huang Tian and Long Wei.

"Get out of the way~ Destroy!"

Zhang Lang roared in the catastrophe, clenched his fists with both hands and vigorously supported him, and when the lightning of the thickness of the chopsticks that was swimming at high speed on his body was held up to a certain distance from his body, his hands quickly loosened and his five fingers opened to grab the lightning from the bottom to the top.

In a quick and unforeseen manner, the lightning bolt with the thickness of ten chopsticks didn't have time to react at all, and was grabbed by Zhang Lang's left and right hands and grabbed five of them and pulled them on his chest. The right hand was on top and the left hand was slammed down, and then both hands were turned into palms violently, turning the lightning of ten chopsticks into nothing.

"Bump~"

Zhang Lang had just destroyed the lightning and was about to fight back, but Zhang Fei was already close and still punched. With a muffled sound, on a large mountain more than thirty kilometers away from Zilai City, a humanoid pit appeared, and everything in the half-mile range next to the humanoid pit turned into powder.

The humanoid pit shook and a figure rushed directly into the sky, this person was disheveled, his clothes were in tatters, his chest was directly dented, and the blood in his mouth was constantly spurting out.

When the silver light dissipated, the figure returned to a clean appearance, the blood in the mouth was gone, the clothes were new, the chest was not concave, and the hair was not scattered but neatly draped behind the head.

This figure is a candidate for the existence of the sky, the contemporary emperor of the abolished royal family, and the lord of the Huaxia territory, Zhang Lang.

It turned out that Zhang Fei's punch directly smashed Zhang Lang into the inside of the mountain, causing him to suffer a certain amount of damage, but fortunately, he recovered from the injury in time.

"Uncle, this emperor has already suffered your two blows, do you still want to come? Please make a third punch, after three punches, if your nephew is not dead, your nephew will rescue you from the heavenly realm, and you will no longer be a slave. Zhang Lang said to Zhang Fei.

"Bump~"

As soon as Zhang Lang finished speaking, a muffled sound came out. Zhang Fei died 10,000 years ago, his soul was sealed in the physical class, and was enslaved by the heavenly realm to become his puppet, no matter what Zhang Lang said, he couldn't listen to it at all, even if his parents appeared in front of him, he would see each other with fists and feet, he didn't have any thoughts, only obeyed the orders of the heavenly calamity, and killed the robbers.

Zhang Fei raised his fist and punched out, and Hao Wu hit Zhang Lang's chest directly, but there was no scream, and Zhang Lang was not seen flying out.

Although Zhang Lang said that he would only make a move if he received three punches from Uncle Zhang Fei, he said so casually. The purpose of saying this is to see if Zhang Fei's soul has been completely sealed and whether he has a trace of sobriety. Helplessly, the soul was completely sealed, and he directly punched each other, and Zhang Lang was also fully prepared for defense when he spoke, otherwise he would really be hit by a circle, and he would have to lose half of his destiny if he didn't die.

"Zi~"

Zhang Fei's punch failed to damage Zhang Lang, and the fist was locked and could not be withdrawn, launching a new attack. At this time, the lightning on his body made a sizzling sound, and it hit his right hand at high speed, wrapping around Zhang Lang's whole body.

Zhang Lang is not a person waiting to be beaten, he has always acted automatically, and he will not let himself suffer a little loss. When the silver light resisted the attack of the fist, a part of the silver light broke away and invaded Zhang Fei's fist, and quickly invaded all parts of his body along his arm.

"Uncle, you can be free, and you will no longer be a slave of the Heavenly Tribulation. Zhang Lang said.

After Zhang Lang finished speaking, he clenched his right hand into a fist, and forced Zhang Fei out with difficulty. At the same time, the remaining silver light on his chest burst out with a strong brilliance, instantly covering his whole body, controlling the lightning that was wandering around his body, forcibly pulling it away from himself, and invading Zhang Fei's body, which was still tumbling.

"Explosion~"

Zhang Fei rolled in the air, just stabilized his body, and under Zhang Lang's word 'explosion', his whole body exploded in response. The silver light exploded in Zhang Fei's body, directly blasting it into ashes along with the lightning.

"Boom~"

The moment Zhang Fei was eliminated, the clouds let out a huge roar, and an arm-thick lightning bolt directly slashed Zhang Lang.

"Seven Killing Punches Against the Sky ~ Seventh Style ~ Ten Thousand Punches to One ~"

Zhang Lang roared, and his right hand clenched into a fist and swung into the sky. At the moment of punching, the entire fist was covered with silver light, and one after another fists rushed out of the silver light and went straight to lightning, and at the moment when it was close to lightning, thousands of fists merged into one and made intimate contact with lightning.

"Boom~"

A huge roar erupted, lightning and fists collided together, and a mushroom cloud slowly rose into the air, and at the same time, the huge shock wave generated by the explosion rushed in all directions, directly reducing the surrounding clouds to nothing. At the same time, the gravity generated by the explosion made the surrounding space unstable, forming spatial cracks and fragments, but fortunately, it disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the space returned to stability.

"Ah~"

Suddenly, Zhang Lang let out a miserable scream, and the whole person fell from the air at a high speed, smashing the earth into a shallow humanoid pit.

Although Zhang Lang's Seven Killing Punches hit the lightning that was thick in his arm, he did not completely destroy the lightning, but rushed out a bolt of lightning the thickness of his thumb and hit it.

"Boom~"

Before the mushroom cloud had completely disappeared, the cloud of calamity let out another roar, and this time the roar was not earth-shattering, no different from ordinary thunder. However, a thumb-thick purple lightning bolt was about to fall.