The man in black shot like a ghost, fast without a little wind, or her speed had surpassed the sound, and when she slapped Wang Zhong with a palm, the sound did not reach the palm first.

The golden Buddha light erupted from Wang Zhong's body, and the "Golden Bell Jar" of the thirteenth level erupted with dazzling golden light, which seemed to blow away the black fog on some black-clothed people.

"Golden bell jar?!" The man in black withdrew his hand in vain and looked at Wang Zhong in puzzlement.

"Are you a Shaolin disciple?"

"Golden Bell Jar" is a Shaolin stunt, there are many Shaolin disciples to practice, but there is no one who has practiced to the point of Wang Zhong, and it can even be said that for thousands of years, except for Dharma, no one has been able to cultivate the "Golden Bell Jar" to the point of Wang Zhong.

It is also natural that the man in black misunderstood.

"Girl, may you give way?"

Although Wang Zhong was fighting with the man in black, he was actually attracted by a faint aura in the wooden alley.

This breath was ethereal and majestic, coming and going, but it brought tremendous pressure to Wang Zhong.

More pressure than the god of boxing.

"Whether you are a Shaolin disciple or not, don't think of entering Muren Alley today!" The man in black looked at him with a fierce gaze, faintly revealing a murderous aura.

Wang Zhong saw that the man in black should be protecting the people in the wooden alley.

"Today, I have to enter Muren Alley!"

The man in black said angrily: "Look for death!"

In the next moment, a black qi floated out of the man in black, this black qi had an extremely strong aura of death, and no matter what was touched, it would decay.

The stones and flowers around the man in black quickly fell and turned into flying ashes, and the black qi seemed to be alive, turning into Dao palm power and shooting towards Wang Zhong.

The black gas contains the breath of the "law of death", and the man in black is a master who is no less than the god of boxing, and the skill of the man in black is obviously above the god of boxing.

Wang Zhongyun pointed into a sword, and the sword intent of Tongtian was born, and the ability of "Sword Twenty-Three" to freeze space directly solidified the black qi of the man in black in the air.

After a long retreat, Wang Zhong became more and more proficient in the control of the "Sword Twenty-three", and his ability to freeze space with this hand alone was stronger than when he fought the fist god.

The man in black cultivated above the god of boxing, but after being locked by the "Sword Twenty-Three", he couldn't even move his fingers.

At the beginning, the boxing god could still use his own "vibration law" to move his hands and feet in the solidified space, and the black-clothed man who cultivated to be stronger than him couldn't even move.

It's not that the man in black is not strong, but that Wang Zhong has become stronger.

Since breaking through the eight-star level and comprehending the power of the laws of solidifying space, Wang Zhong's strength has increased dramatically every day, and it seems that the power accumulated before has gradually been triggered.

Wang Zhong's cultivation for several generations is profound, rare in ancient and modern times, and the solid foundation is unique in hundreds of millions, which also causes his breakthroughs in each realm to be more difficult than ordinary people.

However, once he breaks through, the accumulation of several generations turns into strength, and Wang Zhong's progress is so fast that ordinary people can't compare.

This is not a few months after comprehending the "Sword Twenty-Three", and his use of the law seems to have been encroached upon for decades.

Space is king, time is respected.

The "breath of death" of the man in black could not break through Wang Zhong's "spatial blockade", and could only watch him walk into the "Wooden Man Alley".

"Ahh

"Death Crossing, Death Hand!"

The black qi of the man in black turned into a giant hand, and with a "bang" it slammed into the void, space collided with death, and Wang Zhong had to stop.

Wang Zhong took the initiative to disperse the "Sword Twenty-Three", and the man in black regained his mobility, but she was weakly half-kneeling on the ground, and blood-red blood leaked out of the gap in the mask.

In order to crack the "Sword Twenty-Three", the man in black paid a great price, and he had no strength left to prevent Wang Zhong from entering the "Wooden Man Alley".

"Is it worth it?" Wang Zhong turned around and looked at the man in black.

The eyes of the man in black shone with the aura of death, and the pitch-black pupils were like black holes, and he couldn't see any emotion.

"Unless I die, you must not set foot in the Wooden Man Alley!"

"You just used the hand of death!" Wang Zhong said thoughtfully: "In this way, you are the black pupil, the only survivor of the black family!"

"The person you want to protect is the Demon Lord!"

When the man in black heard this, his eyes widened, and the death intent in his pupils became stronger and stronger.

"With Bai Suzhen's martial arts, who can hurt her, and needs your such lifeless protection?" Wang Zhong was puzzled.

"You and King Jing are in the same group?!" The black pupil of the man in black suddenly became angry, and his silver teeth were bitten, and his momentum soared again.

When Wang Zhong heard the name of "King Jing", he nodded thoughtfully, but it caused a misunderstanding of Hei Tong, thinking that he had admitted it.

The black pupil went berserk again, the magic crossing, and the power of the hand of death increased again, and the aura of death was twice as thick as before.

Wang Zhong could see that Hei Tong was going to work hard, go beyond the limit to exert his own skills, and had the desperation to die.

Hei Tong wanted to die, but Wang Zhong didn't want to fight with her, just when Wang Zhong was about to speak, a sound of breaking the air came, and Wang Zhong turned slightly sideways to avoid the unknown object that attacked.

The unknown object is a person, a man who is seriously injured and wants to die, and when the black pupil sees him, his pupils can't help but shrink.

"Snow Dharma?!"

This man did not come out of the air by himself, but he was knocked into the air, fell to the ground, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"The king is here, protect the master!" Xue Damo spit out a mouthful of blood with difficulty, and warned the black pupil despite his serious injuries!

Or to the people in the "Wooden Man Alley".

After seeing the tragic image of Xue Damo, Hei Tong became even more determined that Wang Zhong and King Jing were in the same group, not only did not retreat, but blocked the entrance of Muren Alley, preparing to be a husband and a man!

Xue Damo fainted after saying a word, but Wang Zhong saw that although he was seriously injured, he had a strong strength to protect his heart, and he couldn't die for the time being.

What really made Wang Zhong care was the one who walked in later.

"Hero?!"

Wang Zhong didn't expect to see Xiongba again, let alone see Xiongba in the "Shaolin Temple".

At this time, Xiongba is no longer a vegetative person, wearing a bright red robe, full of red light, and his complexion looks good.

What Wang Zhong cares about the most is that the qi exposed by Xiongba is very strong, even surpassing the previous time when the "three points return to the vitality" was completed.

After Xiongba saw Wang Zhong, he was obviously stunned for a moment, but he showed a thoughtful look, as if he didn't know him.

It stands to reason that it shouldn't, Xiongba should hate Wang Zhong to the core.

"Who are you, the Demon Lord's helper?" said Xiongba to Wang Zhong.

"Huh?" Wang Zhong sighed lightly, and carefully glanced up and down at Xiongba, only to find that something was wrong.

At this time, although the qi on the body of the male bully is strong, it is different from the "Huiyuan Bloody Hand" and "Three Points of Returning to the Yuan".

The person in front of him is like a stranger wearing the skin of a tyrant?

Hei Tong also saw at this time that Wang Zhong and Xiongba were not in the same group!

"This friend, can you help me repel the King of the Scriptures, after the matter is completed, there will be heavy thanks!" The black pupil was already injured and was unable to resist the strong enemy, so he could only ask Wang Zhong for help in humiliation.

This is also the first time that Black Hitomi has opened his mouth to beg for help.

Although Wang Zhong didn't want to meddle in the Demon Lord's household affairs, he had a trace of interest in the male tyrant in front of him.

"You're not a hero, who are you?" Wang Zhong said to "Xiongba".

"I am the king of the rivers and lakes, the king of the Tao Sutra, no matter who comes today, I can't save the demon lord!"

"That's not necessarily!" Wang Zhong said with a light smile.