Seeing Zhao Zhuheng showing such momentum, Mo Lengyan's eyes lit up, at this moment, he couldn't see through the reality of this powerful subordinate, as if it was like a calm sea that converged all the edges inside. Although Zhao Zhuheng did not make any moves, Mo Lengyan was convinced that when he broke out, it must be the power of the earth-shattering ghosts and gods!

When and where did this subordinate develop such a profound skill?

When he set off, Mr. Tang Ling had a private chat with Zhao Zhuheng for a while, could it be that at this moment, Zhao Zhuheng got some guidance that made his strength increase greatly?

Zhao Zhuheng's reputation is not loud in the sea of blood, but in front of the underworld, Qixia Fort and other forces and organizations that dare to oppose the sea of blood, this name is equivalent to "trouble", and it is enough to "kill trouble".

Under the whole world, as long as it is a force organization that has clashed with the sea of blood, who doesn't know that this martial arts skill is not profound, and Zhao Zhuheng, who seems to be honest and loyal on the outside, actually hides a bloodthirsty beast in his heart? Once he stimulates the mad killing intent in his body, I believe that few people in the world can easily deal with it, and if he is not careful, he will even get some lessons that hurt his muscles and bones.

It was already terrifying earlier, but now Zhao Zhuheng's strength has obviously improved by a thousand miles, and to what extent will he increase his murderous reputation?

The people in the sea of blood, including Mo Lengyan, are all waiting and seeing.

On the underworld side, facing Zhao Zhuheng alone, he didn't dare to step forward, for fear that a wrong move would cause irreparable consequences.

Zhao Zhuheng in front of him was already unfathomable, so what about Mo Lengyan and Yin Bingxin behind him? And the mysterious young man who could stun the gold, silver, iron, and bronze four servants in one move, what step had his cultivation reached? In front of him, what price should these hundreds of members of the underworld pay to defeat him?

Everyone in the underworld is thinking about these questions.

It's just that Qin Jingsheng, who was far behind, didn't have such concerns, but was furious because of the hesitation of his subordinates: "It's just a sea of blood, can you be scared like this?

"Although he is just a gentleman, what he said is not bad at all, with your guts, how can you be worthy of being on an equal footing with our sea of blood?" Zhao Zhuheng, who had been silent, finally spoke, perhaps because he understood the relationship of the Broken Wave Palm, but it was just a simple sentence, and it was actually full of surging coercion like a mountain and a sea, which only made the members of the underworld feel that what was standing in front of them was not just a mortal who was no different from them, but wave after wave of earth-shattering waves.

Yet they still stood still.

Zhao Zhuheng was obviously not far away from a stalemate, his palms were slightly raised, and he strode towards the enemy in front of him. And when those broad palms swept through the originally empty atmosphere, there was a sound of gusts of wind and thunder.

In a few moments, Zhao Zhuheng had already reached a position where the blades of the members of the underworld could reach.

A member of the underworld finally couldn't stand the feeling of oppression exuded by Zhao Zhuheng, and the long sword in his hand shook, stabbing straight at Zhao Zhuheng's heart.

It doesn't matter if you are not afraid of death or are pretty, I stabbed out with this sword, but I don't believe that you will still maintain such arrogant behavior!

When the members of the underworld with such thoughts stabbed out this sword, they were already measuring in their hearts what kind of response Zhao Zhuheng would take, and at the same time, they had already sorted out all the possible next countermeasures in their hearts, no matter how Zhao Zhuheng made corresponding moves, he also had more than three tricks to take advantage of the victory and pursue.

Zhao Zhuheng just let out a sneer, raised his left palm and greeted him, looking like he was going to fight the sword stabbed in front of him with flesh and blood.

Strange and stupid at the same time!

The member of the underworld almost burst out laughing, and with a flick of his wrist, the sword in his hand twisted away, just to grind the palm into crumbs.

But the moment the two sides touched, his smile was frozen in everyone's eyes.

The sword palms collided, and the one who dissipated and defeated was actually the sword in his hand!

Zhao Zhuheng's left palm glowed with a sea-blue light at this time, shaking the stabbing sword into iron filings, and it seemed that there was no weakening of Wan Jun's coercion, and there was no delay in forcing the member of the underworld who was stunned by the destruction of the weapon.

Seeing that his colleagues were in trouble, several members of the underworld attacked Zhao Zhuheng at the same time, and the member of the underworld who was standing on the spot had already been pulled back by the colleagues behind him to avoid the oppression of that palm.

In the face of the sudden siege, Zhao Zhuheng's face did not change, his footsteps swirled, and his palms had met the attacks that came from all directions.

Seeing that Zhao Zhuheng could fight with countless weapons with only a pair of iron palms, the people in the sea of blood couldn't hold back the excitement in their hearts, and applauded loudly, and at the same time, they couldn't help but secretly exclaim: The Wave Breaking Palm of the Wild Waves Hall really deserves its name! Then they also paid a little more fanatical respect to Mo Lengyan, who was standing on the sidelines watching the battle.

It's just that Zhao Zhuheng, who is a little prominent in the Wild Waves Hall, has such a prestige, so what kind of attainment will Mo Lengyan, the hall master who has been immersed in this set of palm techniques for several years, have?

As everyone knows, Mo Lengyan, who was expressionless at this moment, was even more excited in his heart than they did! Before that, he didn't even expect that the Wave Breaking Palm actually had such power.

After all, it was not him, the hall master, who awarded this wave breaking palm to Zhao Zhuheng, but Mr. Tang Ling, who was in the rear, blocking those underworld elites with only three air-breaking arrows that had not yet been stringed, but still calm and light.

Observing Zhao Zhuheng's moves with his own eyes, Mo Lengyan did not dare to relax at this time. Although this set of palm techniques is his famous skill, but now he personally unleashes it, and the power and momentum are far less than one-tenth of Zhao Zhuheng's. Obviously, when Tang Ling was teaching Zhao Zhuheng the moves, he also channeled a force into his body, so as to show the real Wave Breaking Palm in front of everyone.

In the battle array, Zhao Zhuheng's palms flew at this time, and the wave-colored light on his palms became more and more intense, completely covering his figure. Unlike Tang Ling, who was stuck in the rear, he only focused on attacking forward, and there was no reservation between his moves. The enemy who had besieged him earlier had already been defeated in front of the surging and domineering palm, and now he was a member of the third wave of the underworld. However, the Wave Breaking Palm showed no signs of slowing down, and its power gradually increased with the passage of time. Now every palm Zhao Zhuheng struck out carried the sound of thick angry waves, ordinary weapons, touched and destroyed, as for those mortal body members of the underworld if unfortunately passed by the palm force, they were already doomed to the end of broken muscles and bones, and they could no longer stand up to participate in the battle.

"Today, let me fight!"

With a loud shout, Zhao Zhuheng pushed out his palms side by side, and the four members of the underworld who had not yet had time to rush close had been slapped into the air. At this point in the battle, more than fifty members of the underworld have fallen to the ground, but there are still many people coming one after another. It's just that Zhao Zhuheng no longer stands in place to face the enemy, and his steps move forward, colliding with the members of the underworld who rushed in front of him. It doesn't matter what soldiers come to block the water and cover the enemy's art of war, but whenever there is an attack, he just raises his palm and pushes it away.

Mo Lengyan, who was standing on the sidelines watching the battle, took the opportunity to order: "Keep up!"

After more than a dozen members of the Blood Sea were instructed, they moved forward with Zhao Zhuheng's pace, although they still subconsciously maintained a cautious and vigilant posture, but at this moment, even they felt in their hearts that this move was completely redundant.

Zhao Zhuheng, who has a majestic face, is opening the way ahead, why should they worry about being attacked?

Finally, Zhao Zhuheng, who had been like a bamboo, finally stopped, his eyes lowered, as if he had fallen into another understanding.

The members of the underworld who were fortunate enough to be able to stand were holding weapons and standing opposite Zhao Zhuheng, who had already turned into a god of war in front of them, but no one dared to come forward to test it.

Is he exhausted? Or is there another trick ready to go?

The answer was obvious, just because the sea-blue light that had been tumbling in Zhao Zhuheng's palms not only showed no signs of weakening at this moment, but instead became like a set of armor, covering every skin on his body.

With such stamina, how can it be exhausted?

"Hahahahaha......"

Facing the overwhelm of the underworld, Zhao Zhuheng suddenly laughed. At first, it was just a whispering chuckle, but gradually the laughter grew louder and more arrogant, completely ignoring the enemy in front of them, as if they were just crumbling walls made of sand, vulnerable to attack.

Being in the rear, Qin Jingsheng, who felt that he was no longer safe, heard Zhao Zhuheng's wild laughter, only felt that his face was lost, and he gritted his teeth and took out a ringing arrow from his arms and released it to the sky.

The sound of the arrow exploded in mid-air, and the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became a little more solemn again.

The hearts of the members of the Blood Sea were all tight, even so, the feeling of disdain still appeared in their hearts: it seems that the underworld really lives up to its reputation, and with the advantage of ten out of one, it is still necessary to arrange the back hands in advance, and now they actually have to summon those backup forces, why are they called the three respects with the Blood Sea? Is it because they are too cautious?

In the face of the upcoming enemy reinforcements, no one in the sea of blood had the idea of worrying, on the contrary, Zhao Zhuheng and Tang Ling's one enemy had already made the blood of these few dozen people boil, and they actually had the urge to fight with weapons in hand. It's a pity that there is no room for them to intervene in today's conflict.

Zhao Zhuheng still laughed non-stop, and when his palms flew, a gust of wind had already stirred up, and the trick that had been brewing for a long time was no longer unhappy.

Tang Ling, who was resisting the attack in the rear, heard this burst of arrogant laughter, and a satisfied expression appeared on his face: "The real Wave Breaking Palm is finally going to appear!"

On the other hand, Qin Jingsheng also felt the danger hidden in this laughter, and ordered hoarsely: "Boss, kill Zhao Zhuheng immediately at any cost!"

When the members of the underworld heard Qin Jingsheng's order, dozens of them finally mustered up the courage to rush towards Zhao Zhuheng.

They also feel the impending crisis.

It's just a pity that they are still a step late.

Zhao Zhuheng took a step forward, and his palms pushed out at the same time as the footsteps advanced, and the wave-breaking palms that had been gathering momentum for a long time were finally launched. At this moment, he had turned into a furious wave, carrying the power of thunder, and swept past the enemy in front of him.

"Ride the wind and waves to wash the world!"

Mo Lengyan, who had been observing the battle situation, could no longer hold back the shock in his heart at this moment, and whispered to himself: "Wild Wave Hall, crazy devouring the enemy, surging victorious waves." It turns out that this is the height that the hall master of the Wild Waves must reach, and this is the true power of the Wave Breaking Palm!"

The Waves Hall stunt that has appeared in the world since the establishment of the Blood Sea has finally truly shown its proper appearance at this moment!