I didn't notice the changes in Wu Zihao's fist at all, and he was also very excited, all he was thinking about was how to get more combat merits, how to get the reward of the overlord general, how to break through the shackles of this senior commander, and truly enter the forest of the strong.

I didn't notice the difference between Wu Zihao's punch at all, the fist that was almost condensed into a substance was monstrous, and it was like a mountain when it was bombarded, if it weren't for the fact that the opponent was a person in the death realm and had a strong physical body, if it was replaced by a person in the cultivation world, he would have fled a long time ago, how could he dare to defeat this blow.

The flickering white thunder lingered on the fist, and the moment it burst open, it released a terrifying power, and if such a thunder exploded on the body, it was enough to blow up any living being.

Bang!

The two fists bombarded one place, but the next moment it made the face of the Commander of the Dead white, and the irresistible power of destruction directly crushed him, and the thunder arc directly shattered and exploded his fist when it burst, and it was difficult to resist it for a short time.

Collapse Collapse Collapse!

The huge ball of light fist power continued to collapse at this moment, turning into an arc of light in the sky, wantonly dispersing, but it was brilliant and bewitching, as beautiful as a meteor rain.

But under this beautiful splendor, what is hidden is a huge killing machine, a blow full of confidence was directly crushed, and the commander of the dead was also shocked, how could he not have imagined that such an ordinary kid would have such a powerful force, from this majesty, it was not his ability to match at all.

retreated, and quickly retreated without hesitation, wanting to avoid the bombardment range of Wu Zihao's fist, but Wu Zihao had already moved his murderous intent, how could he let him escape like this.

Just after the Commander of the Dead retreated a hundred meters at full speed, Wu Zihao, who was still in front of him just now, disappeared in an instant, and just when the Commander of the Dead's heart was shaken and he didn't know what to do, Wu Zihao's cold and cold voice full of endless killing intent suddenly sounded behind him.

"Since you're here, don't leave, your strength is qualified to be one of the demons!"

Creepy, the Commander of the Dead was like a mouse that had been stepped on by his tail, and the blood in his whole body stopped instantly, and even the divine soul was a little unresponsive, and his thinking paused for a moment at this moment.

It's so hot!

Wu Zihao immediately seized the gap of this moment, and closely leaned on the martial arts cultivation on the Wildfire Fist Sutra to be cast by the Commander of the Dead, if it was changed to the Ten Directions Realm, he would still consider whether the identity of the deity would be exposed, but at this moment, he had no scruples in this realm, and he used all kinds of means.

Rumble!

A huge roar came from the void, and the whole heaven and earth seemed to tremble, and the crimson flames seemed to break the confinement of the void, gathering frantically, not giving the Commander any time to react, and he had been completely wrapped in it.

Bang!

The Thunder Fist bombarded and slashed, directly hitting the body of the Commander of the Dead who had been wrapped in flames, and there was still a chance to let go and break free from the shackles of the flames, but at this moment it became a swan song, and the entire void was only left with the last miserable scream of the Commander of the Dead.

Wu Zihao beckoned, like a stream of water flowing fire covered his body, a flame rune was impressively sealed with the soul of the Commander of the Dead who had just been killed, and with a throw of his hand, he was immediately swallowed by the black banner in the sky, and then there was endless black gas pouring into his soul, slowly refining it, completely becoming a demon who had lost his self-consciousness, completely controlled by demonic nature.

Killing a senior commander with one blow is not to say that the strength of this senior commander is weak, but Wu Zihao's shot is too violent, and he doesn't give him any time to react at all, otherwise, with the strength of a senior commander, how can he fight a few moves, and he won't be killed by a single blow.

But it was the carelessness of the martyrdom that there was a shocking ending to life and death, with the death of the martyr, the remaining dozens of senior commanders were all shocked, how could they not expect the martyr to be killed by someone with a punch, if the opponent's strength is really strong enough, it is the strength that only the general level can have.

The commander was killed, and the remaining junior commanders were also at a loss, just standing in the void blankly, not that they didn't want to make a move, but Wu Zihao's speed was too fast, and he didn't give them time to react at all, and at this moment, Wu Zihao was already covered by flowing fire, and the blazing flames were difficult to get close to, and the range of 100 meters had become a blazing place, even they felt that the blood seemed to be boiling, and it could burst at any time.

Only this move made everyone choose to give up completely, unless their own strength can reach a certain level, and their own qi and blood control has reached the peak of Cheng dù, otherwise fighting with Wu Zihao is simply self-defeating.

According to the strength of the Barbarian Realm, only those who have reached the Melting Blood Realm can perfectly control the qi and blood in their bodies, and they can be unaffected by external forces, but it is obvious that the people of this Death Realm do not understand the mysteries in it, and the command level has not yet reached that perfect control ability.

"You guys come along, you don't have to go!"

Wu Zihao grasped the void, and the violent flames in his hands were like well-behaved tentacles, quickly condensing into a flame palm of hundreds of meters, and grabbed towards the few junior commanders who were standing, and the blazing fire Lang followed, almost able to melt gold and iron, how could their physical bodies resist it.

Those junior commanders quickly retreated in terror, and at the same time released a series of magic attacks, although the power was insufficient, but they also thought that they could resist even one breath of Wu Zihao, they didn't want to face such a terrible opponent.

These several spells roared in, and the power was also amazing, after all, the cultivation of the commander level, but the moment it touched the palm of the flame, it was only a ripple on it, and it was not enough to stop it.

Wu Zihao's clone is so strong, he fought with the battle style of the intermediate Martial Emperor level that day, if it weren't for some things that couldn't be taken out, otherwise he might not lose to him, the Intermediate Martial Emperor was probably already the strength of the pinnacle of domination, and he had his own Dao, so he couldn't fight with the general.

"What a big courage, dare to kill people in front of me, I really don't know whether to live or die, it seems that not all of this place is waste, this seat will reluctantly make a move, let you die decently, white bones lock the soul, break me!"

The Night Brake Commander, who had been sitting, finally couldn't help it, although she despised Wu Zihao in her mouth, but she also understood that even the high-level commanders were turned into smoke and dust under a punch, and I am afraid that other people may not be able to fight against them, not to mention that the Dead Jade Commander still left with more than half of the commanders, leaving behind undoubtedly the commanders who wanted to make war achievements, even if they were also high-level commanders, they were still slightly weaker.

At the moment of the night brake, a cloud of gray gas immediately emerged from the white bone throne under him, and a pair of white bone giant palms were formed in mid-air, and they slapped towards Wu Zihao, and the strong death breath made people extremely uncomfortable, and what was really terrifying was the power contained in these palms, the powerful power of the stars, only those who truly and thoroughly comprehended the power of the stars could give it into play, just like the wind of war that day, but the people of the dead world had a much worse understanding of the power of the stars than the people of the ten directions, and the secrets of this were worth scrutinizing.