Chapter Ninety-Five: The Fierce Battle Shakes the Sky

Mu Xi casually threw the corpse aside, looked at the group of people indifferently, looked a little disappointed, didn't say anything, turned around and walked back to Douding, carefully helping them heal and feed medicine.

Seeing this, Li Zizhuo sneered and said, "She killed someone, and according to the rules of the hospital, she needs to pay for her life, it seems that you will definitely die today." ”

"Paying for your life? Even you, an old dog, deserve to say such things as making us pay for our lives? ”

Shen Hao clenched his fists, the spiritual power in his body was running rapidly, and the battle intent and killing intent in his eyes were undisguised.

Li Zizhuo's cultivation was running, and the momentum of the early stage of shaking the sky spread unreservedly, setting off a gust of sand and gravel wind.

"Broken!"

Shen Hao shouted, and with his momentum alone, he broke the vision of heaven and earth set off by Li Zizhuo.

However, when the surroundings returned to clarity, Li Zizhuo's figure disappeared.

Just when Shen Hao was a little surprised, suddenly, a pair of metal claws stretched out from the ground and grabbed his arms.

"Huh?!"

Suddenly, a powerful force came from the pair of metal claws, directly dragging Shen Hao to a depth of more than ten meters underground.

It was pitch black in front of him, the mud and stone sealed Shen Hao's mouth, nose, eyes and ears, and it was pitch black in front of him, as if he was going to be dragged into the abyss by that pair of metal claws.

Shen Hao no longer had any reservations, and displayed the artistic conception of the sword with a clear sword heart.

The Frost Sword immediately flew away, slashing at the pair of metal claws.

But in the next second, the pair of metal claws suddenly disappeared again.

Shen Hao regained his freedom, and as soon as he stepped on his feet, he was about to rush out of the ground, intending to return to the ground.

But at this moment, a strong force fluctuation suddenly came from the top of the head, and once it was hit, even if the head was not blown up, it would inevitably lose the ability to move.

In desperation, Shen Hao could only punch and block the force, but his body also returned to the ground under the effect of the power of the anti-shock.

"Boy, now that you know how powerful Elder Ben is, obediently tie up your hands and scrap yourself for cultivation, and Elder Ben will let you up, otherwise, just wait to be buried alive underneath!"

Li Zizhuo stood above, and his voice was wrapped in true qi and transmitted into the ground.

Seeing this, the sword demon and the others next to him were about to step forward to help, but they were stopped by the curtain.

Bai Min'er was a little puzzled, and said: "This Li Zizhuo's cultivation has reached the peak of the early stage of shaking the sky, and it will soon advance to the middle stage, and it will be difficult to deal with Shen Hao alone." ”

Muxi shook his head and said, "I believe in him." ”

"I also believe in Brother Shen!" Wen Ya subconsciously followed, but then she suddenly felt that it was a little inappropriate for her to say this?

But fortunately, everyone's eyes were attracted by the battle ahead, and they didn't think too much about it.

With Shen Hao's cultivation, even if he stays underground for two days, he will not be suffocated.

"If you want to bury me alive, I'm afraid you don't have that much ability."

Shen Hao stood at a depth of more than ten meters, releasing the space realm and expanding outward.

The space around his body became larger and larger, and after a moment, there was a bang, and the space field broke through the ground.

Shen Hao stood in the space realm, instantly soared into the sky, and returned to the ground.

Li Zizhuo stood not far away, holding two metal chains in his hands, and the other end of the chain was connected to a pair of metal claws, which were obviously his weapons.

"What kind of martial arts did you perform just now, could it be a ground-level martial art?"

Li Zizhuo was extremely surprised, he couldn't see the space realm, so in his eyes, Shen Hao directly pushed the ground and rushed out.

"It's impossible for you to learn any martial arts, judging from the fighting, you, a martial artist in the Shaking Light Heaven realm, are not very good, and you are not even as good as those demon beasts on the battlefield." Shen Hao scoffed.

Li Zizhuo was annoyed and embarrassed, a pair of thick arms waved suddenly, and the pair of metal claws flew towards Shen Hao again.

Although Shen Hao ridiculed him for being inferior to demon beasts, he knew in his heart that Li Zizhuo's strength was much stronger than those demon beasts, and even the Daozi of the Earth List that he had met before was definitely not his opponent.

The two metal claws continued to wave, performing a claw technique, forming thirty-six claw prints, completely enveloping Shen Hao in the claw prints.

Shen Hao's sword path artistic conception is clear in the sword heart, and even many elders have not reached the sword path artistic conception.

The Flying Frost Sword in his hand was extremely exquisite, and its defense was so impenetrable that the two metal claws could not touch his body at all.

Li Zizhuo also saw Shen Hao's powerful kendo artistic conception and exquisite swordsmanship, if it was a competition of skills and martial arts, even if it was him, he had to bow down.

"This son's talent is so high, he hasn't stepped into the Shaking Light Heaven, he can compete with me, it seems that he can't be kept, and today he must be killed before the dean comes back."

The killing intent in Li Zizhuo's eyes skyrocketed, and he directly changed his tactics, intending to crush Shen Hao with absolute strength.

In the next second, he withdrew his metal claws, and then, like an ape, pounded his chest with both hands, making a sound like metal colliding.

Li Zizhuo's skin turned golden, and a golden point of light appeared in the center of his eyebrows, which was the light of the sea of qi.

"It turned out to be the Vajra Demon Spirit Body, it's not easy to do now." The sword demon's eyes were solemn, and he was ready to strike at any time.

Mu Xi asked, "What kind of martial art is this, is it very powerful?" ”

Sword Demon Dao: "This is a kind of Xuan-level high-level martial art that is widely spread in the martial arts world, by constantly devouring the blood of brute beasts, tempering one's own body, so that the martial arts become stronger and stronger. ”

"Once he cultivates to the peak realm, he can even burst out with a power comparable to that of a ground-level beginner martial art, Li Zizhuo has already cultivated this martial art to the peak, and his physical body is stronger than the demon beast he needs."

Li Zizhuo's body exuded a terrifying martial arts aura, and he stepped on the ground, stepped out of a big pit, and rushed out.

"Flame Kong."

A punch came out and hit the Flying Frost Sword, knocking Shen Hao backwards.

Shen Hao felt as if he had been hit by a steel mountain, the spiritual power in his body surged, his arm was extremely painful, and he retreated back more than ten meters before stopping.

The power of this punch was very powerful, and just one blow caused Shen Hao to suffer a lot of internal injuries.

Without waiting for Shen Hao to adjust himself, Li Zizhuo stepped forward, and a huge golden fist slammed into Shen Hao's face again.

This punch is a few points more powerful than the previous punch.

The sharp fist wind stabbed Shen Hao's cheeks painfully, and it seemed that his skin was about to be cut.

Shen Hao relied on the subtlety of Xuanji's steps to avoid the golden fist, and then his body was short, and a sword stabbed Li Zizhuo's chest.

"Huh."

Shen Hao's sword was as fast as lightning, and almost in the blink of an eye, it pierced into Li Zizhuo's flesh.

However, Li Zizhuo was a powerful martial artist at the level of Shaking Light Heaven after all, and he had already retreated backwards at the moment when this sword attacked.

When he stabilized his body again, he was already ten feet away, and there was a faint pain in the position of his left chest.

Drops of blood, escaping from his golden skin, soaked his clothes red.