Seeing this, many Qingquan Sect monks couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Even the mountain wall could not withstand his impact, and if a person was hit head-on, wouldn't he be crushed into meat sauce on the spot?

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but look at Liang Zicheng, imagining the scene of his tragic death in their minds.

Just when many Jindan monks looked at Liang Zicheng, the ruins in the distance suddenly exploded, and the dusty middle-aged strong man jumped out of the ruins and fell to the ground like a meteorite, directly smashing the ground into a pit with a diameter of five meters.

"Drink!"

The middle-aged strong man burst into a shout, slammed his feet in the pit, and his entire body rose into the air again, raising his metal giant fist high in mid-air, and smashed it towards Liang Zicheng's head impartially.

On top of the metal giant fist, it also carried an extremely dense air mass, making a whistling sound of breaking through the air, like a meteorite falling from the sky.

Obviously, the middle-aged strong man has also put a lot of effort into refining his body!

In the face of such a terrifying punch, Liang Zicheng not only did not dodge, but also swung his fist head-on.

Although the punch looked ordinary, it actually carried an invisible shock wave, rippling ripples around the fist that were imperceptible to the naked eye.

Seeing Liang Zicheng swinging his fist head-on, many Qingquanmen Jindan monks smiled one after another.

That's a punch that can break a mountain wall!

With Liang Zicheng's small body, can he really withstand it?

Even their senior brother didn't dare to pick up this big man's fist with his bare hands.

Under the gaze of everyone with bated breath, two fists met each other in mid-air.

One is a huge, hammer-like metal fist. It gives people a sense of infinite power and indestructibility.

The other is an ordinary fist that is not much different from ordinary people and looks unremarkable.

Everyone subjectively thinks that the seemingly ordinary fist will be crushed into meat sauce by the metal giant fist.

However, the real situation completely subverted everyone's imagination!

When the two fists approached, the ordinary fists instantly pierced through the high-pressure air mass, carrying an invisible shock wave and slamming towards the metal giant fist.

At the moment when the two fists collided, an invisible shock wave began to transmit from the impact point to the metal giant fist, and along the metal arm to the whole body of the middle-aged strong man.

Bang!

With a heavy, muffled thud.

The violent and raging high-pressure air wave exploded from the place where the two fists collided, sweeping the entire scene like a tsunami.

The middle-aged strong man was blasted and flew out directly, spewing out a large mouthful of blood mist from his mouth, and then fell to the ground without any life.

And Liang Zicheng is still like a sculpture, standing still in place, still not even moving half a step backwards.

Everyone no longer knew what kind of expression to use to express the shock in their hearts at this time.

A punch that can break a wall can't be matched by this young man's punch at all, and this picture simply ruins everyone's three views!

"Why can't the junior brother move, it can't be dead." It took a long time for a Jindan monk to react.

"Impossible". The senior brother in the late stage of Jin Dan shook his head and then said: "Even I can't take his fist, how can someone use his fist to kill the junior brother directly..."

"Senior brother, senior brother has no breath..". A monk from Qingquanmen ran to the corpse of the middle-aged strong man to inspect it, and immediately said loudly.

"This..". Many Qingquanmen monks gasped one after another, they didn't expect that there was actually a Jindan early stage monk who directly killed their junior brother with his fists.

"The three of you killed him to avenge your brother..". The leader of the late stage of Jindan said to the three people around him.

"Yes". The three Jindan monks stepped forward.

The three of them glanced at each other, and then began to activate the aura in their bodies.

"Whirlwind Legs!"

A sharp-faced Jindan monk burst out with a large amount of vitality, his body bounced up from the ground, and swept his legs condescendingly, like an iron whip swept towards Liang Zicheng.

That leg carried a large amount of aura, and wherever it passed, even the air was shaken and churned.

This is exactly the Qingquan Sect's peerless learning-Whirlwind Legs.

When the sharp-faced Jindan monk suppressed Liang Zicheng from top to bottom, a young man in a brocade robe attacked head-on.

"Savage Charge!"

The two-meter-tall brocade-robed young man burst into a shout, like a crazy buffalo, rushing towards Liang Zicheng with a fierce momentum.

His muscular body was a massive collection of aura, and his muscles were as hard as steel, making it easy to smash through the walls of a building.

If an ordinary person is bumped into, he will definitely be knocked apart on the spot.

Savage collision is also a high-level exercise of the Qingquan Sect.

At the same time as they cast their spells, the last old man in black also moved.

He stepped back with one foot, and his figure shot out like an arrow from the string, turning into a black shadow, and in a few steps, he circled behind Liang Zicheng.

"Break the empty palm!"

After accumulating a large amount of spiritual energy, he blasted towards Liang Zicheng's back with one palm.

At the moment when his palm exploded, a large amount of spiritual energy detached from his palm, forming a blue palm in the form of energy, which continued to bombard forward.

All three of them showed their mastery of Liang Zicheng at the same time.

All three of them showed hideous expressions at the same time.

"Die!"

At that moment, the rest of the Qingquan Sect monks all showed confident smiles, they didn't believe that under the siege of the three of them, an ordinary Jindan early stage monk could still survive.

At this time, Liang Zicheng sneered disdainfully.

"A bunch of waste"? Liang Zicheng didn't look at the three of them, as if he didn't take them to heart at all.

When the sharp-faced Jindan monk's foot swept towards Liang Zicheng, the vitality carried by his feet came towards him like a mountain.

However.

Liang Zicheng just raised his hand suddenly at that moment.

Punch forward with one finger.

A bolt of finger qi shot out like a laser, instantly piercing through the chest of the sharp-faced Jindan monk.

One finger through the heart!

The sharp-faced Jindan monk's pupils shrank inward, his expression instantly froze, and his movements froze in mid-air.

Before he could hit Liang Zicheng, the sharp-faced Jindan monk fell from mid-air.

At the same time that the sharp-faced Jindan monk fell.

Liang Zicheng's backhand is an understatement.

Another bolt of fingers shot out, instantly piercing the steel-like body of the brocade-robed youth.

Before the brocade-robed young man bumped into Liang Zicheng, his body was dominated by a sense of powerlessness.

The unstoppable momentum also disappeared in an instant.

One finger.

Still a finger!

In the blink of an eye, among the three, two have been defeated.

Bang!

With a loud bang.

The brocade-robed young man fell to the ground, his sturdy body smashed the ground into a dent, and then moved forward several meters along the inertia before stagnation at Liang Zicheng's feet.

Liang Zicheng stepped on the head of the brocade-robed young man, and without even looking back, he stretched out his right hand backwards.

Feel free to point a finger.

The third finger suddenly shot out backwards, instantly dispersing the blue palm of the energy form, and then piercing through the body of the black-clothed old man with lightning speed.

Poof!

Blood flowers bloomed on the back of the old man in black.

The old man in black's movements froze instantly, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

He stretched out his hands weakly, his body stiffened and fell to the ground, his eyes staring up at the blue sky blankly, his gaze was as dull as a pool of stagnant water.

And Liang Zicheng stood unscathed, like a statue that could never be shaken.

There was a dead silence throughout the scene.

Everyone's expressions were instantly petrified, and they all looked at Liang Zicheng, and their expressions were extraordinarily exciting.

The scene in front of them completely subverted their concepts.

One finger.

Or a finger!

Whether it is a sharp-faced Jindan monk, a young man in a brocade robe, or an old man in black.

These three monks, whose strength was in the early stage of Jindan, were like chickens and dogs in Liang Zicheng's eyes, completely vulnerable!

Let the martial arts of the three of them be fancy, the momentum will be overwhelming, and the momentum will be earth-shattering.

Liang Zicheng is just an understatement.

One finger pierces the fancy and powerless martial arts.

One finger pierces the overwhelming momentum.

A finger piercing the earth-shattering momentum.

The offensive formed by the three of them completely collapsed under this finger!

Whether it is a monk in the early stage of Jindan or a monk in the middle stage of Jindan, for Liang Zicheng, there is no difference, just one finger, all of them are killed in seconds.

The whole scene was silent for a full ten seconds before everyone came back to their senses from the shock and couldn't help but gasp.

The remaining two Jindan monks looked at the late Jindan senior brother one after another, as if they were waiting for him to make a decision.

Liang Zicheng turned around at this time, and casually glanced at the senior brother in the late stage of Jindan, his eyes were so deep and indifferent, as if the supreme god was looking down on the next ant.

"Senior brother, what should we do?" A young man in black seemed a little scared.

Senior Brother Jin Dan pondered for a while before saying: "What are you afraid of, he only has one person, and we still have three people...".

Liang Zicheng glanced at the three Jindan monks, and then said, "Let's go together..."

"This kid has humiliated us like this, let's kill him together!" The leader of the late stage of Jindan looked at Liang Zicheng angrily, and formed a bulge in his throat as he spoke, which moved from his chin to his throat and then disappeared.

What the senior brother in the late stage of Jin Dan swallowed was not saliva, but a berserk pill that could improve combat effectiveness in a short period of time.

At first, he didn't take this pill, and Senior Brother Jin Dan had no intention of taking it at all. Because he thought that his own strength, as well as the strength of their junior disciples, was enough to kill Liang Zicheng.

But when Liang Zicheng killed several of his senior brothers in seconds, the senior brother of Jin Dan realized in hindsight how strong Liang Zicheng's strength was.

With his strength, it is absolutely impossible to be Liang Zicheng's opponent.

Even if he united with the two juniors and the three of them to deal with Liang Zicheng together, he still had an inexplicable weakness in his heart, so he still secretly took the Berserk Pill, thinking that it was safer.

After taking the Berserk Pill, his cultivation was equivalent to that of a Jindan Great Perfection monk, and it was definitely not comparable to an ordinary Jindan early stage monk.