Seeing the young Taoist who was walking step by step not far away, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the faces of all the people in the middle of the sex.

"Knowing that we are here, you still dare to go this way? Boy, you're pretty sideways! ”

The inch-headed young man who claimed to be the No. 1 Little Iron Fist in the Demon Capital sneered, clenched his fists, turned his head to his accomplices and said, "Everyone, this head is on me, make up a whole." ”

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

The rest of the people of all sexes did not compete with it, but were interested, wanting to see how the little iron fist ravaged the Taoist priest who was not long-eyed.

"Truly, Lao Tzu's twenty years of hard work, what are you holding on to it!"

The inch-headed young man said cruel words, and when he approached the young Dao Jizhang, he kicked his legs, jumped high, and transmitted his strength from the soles of his feet to his waist, and then to his shoulders, sending the most proud punch, wanting to finish the opponent with one move.

However, when his narrow eyes saw the man's face clearly, he shrank suddenly, and the expression that was originally smiling evilly became distorted in an instant, full of extreme horror!

At the same time, in his mind, he suddenly jumped out of the sky above the mountain yesterday, standing alone under the thunderclouds!

Zhang Taichu!

At the moment of recognizing the identity of this young Taoist, and looking at the other party's indifferent expression, the inch-headed man who had already swung his fist to a foot in front of him was desperate to stop his movements at this moment.

Even if you let your strength hurt your internal organs, you don't dare to move forward an inch!

The only thought in his mind was to turn around and run!

How far to run, how far to run!

But Zhang Taichu would not give him this opportunity.

He looked at the inch-headed man who was still rampant at that moment, but he just stretched out a palm and used his slender two fingers to pinch the opponent's fist.

There was a soft thud.

The falling iron fist stopped abruptly, and was held by the two fingers that did not move at all, as if facing a moat that was difficult to cross, and even the violent true qi that lingered on the surface of the fist withered and disappeared in an instant.

"Gollum!"

The inch-headed man swallowed his saliva, his face trembled, his pupils shrunk into a little, staring at his fist that could not be entered, and at the same time all over his body, beads of sweat the size of beans oozed out, and his clothes penetrated in the blink of an eye.

And farther away, the crowd of all sexes, who were watching here, had similarly frozen their faces and stopped laughing.

Looking at the first little iron fist of the demon capital that was restrained by the two fingers of the Taoist, he couldn't help but rub his eyes and felt incredulous.

Zhang Taichu, on the other hand, squinted his eyes slightly, looked at the young man who was swinging his fist at him, looked at the other party's frightened expression, and laughed softly: "Listen to you little guy, do you look down on my Golden Light Spell of Dragon and Tiger Mountain?" ”

Hearing Zhang Taichu's words, the inch-headed man with a strong desire to survive cried with a sad face, his head shook like a rattle, and said in a trembling voice: "Wrong, I was wrong in the beginning, you just thought I was farting!" ”

The corners of Zhang Taichu's mouth hooked: "Oh? Is that so? ”

The inch-headed man suddenly nodded again and again, snot and tears flowed out together, subconsciously, as if facing the terrifying oppression of a peerless fierce god, which made him abandon all dignity.

The inch-headed man cried: "I'm still a child, wow, please, spare the junior, spare the junior's life, the junior knows it's wrong..."

Looking at the full-sex person in front of him, he became like a wild dog wagging his tail and begging for mercy, Zhang Taichu's eyes did not fluctuate at all, but said softly: "You don't know that you are wrong, you just know that you are going to die." ”

As he spoke, Zhang Taichu's two fingers that grabbed the opponent's fist and gently pushed it.

I saw that the steel glove made of unknown alloy, in the next moment, thousands of cracks appeared on the surface, and then with a click, it turned into countless extremely fine fragments, which were crushed into powder, and the fist wrapped in it was also shattered, and the flesh and blood were blurred!

Boom!

The inch-headed man choked out a mouthful of blood, only to feel that he was hit head-on by a mountain, and the whole person flew upside down in mid-air!

But Zhang Taichu just hooked his fingers again, and suddenly a rich golden light burst out, enveloping and imprisoning the inch-headed man's figure, making it impossible to get out.

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

Suddenly, the inch-headed man who was in it, the pinched blood vessels burst, the bones separated, the head collapsed into the abdominal cavity, the spine turned into twists, and the whole person twisted into a round pulp, and there was no human appearance at all.

It's just that in an instant, the other party didn't even let out a wail, and died violently in front of everyone's eyes!

Seeing this situation, the accomplice of the inch-headed man, and the all-sex people who were still watching, only felt that their souls were flying out of the sky, their sweat and hairs stood on end, and their bodies trembled like chaff.

Even the disciples of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, who had been knocked down around them, widened their eyes in disbelief at this moment, and subconsciously felt a little sick to their stomachs.

With just one move, he turned an all-sex demon into a ball of "meat paste" in the true sense, which revealed a bloody thunderous method and shocked everyone!

And Zhang Taichu didn't even glance at the inch-headed man's body, but just waved his hand, so that the golden light wrapped in the miserable lump of flesh and mud bombarded the bluestone wall on one side, firmly sticking to it.

Then he took a step and walked towards the bloodless, limp-legged all-sex demon.

"Woo, run! Run! Come on! The stranger was so frightened that he was speechless, whimpering and wailing, but his legs were too weak to move.

When a person is in extreme fear, he can't even run away!

Others, after finally reacting, turned around and ran desperately, trying to climb over one side of the wall and get away from the god-like figure!

In this regard, Zhang Taichu just made a move in his sleeve robe, and at a distance of more than ten zhang, he urged the golden light spell to turn into cages and trap all those people.

Then his mind moved, and at the same moment collapsed and compressed, so that those few people also ended up like the young man with the same head.

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

However, the disciples of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, who saw all this, were even more unable to restrain themselves when they were shocked by the terrifying power of their own master, and their stomachs were tumbling, and they couldn't help but vomit.

Although they are aliens, most of them have been practicing in the mountains since they were children, and they have never even seen a few dead people, let alone seen such a scene!

All of a sudden, the miserable mass of living flesh and the incomparably thick smell of blood impacted their spirits, provoked their nerves, and made them feel as if they were in hell!