"Today, I challenge you all on my behalf!"

A sonorous voice like a war drum suddenly reverberated between heaven and earth like thunder. For a moment, this sound was the only one left, which vividly interpreted the word heroic.

What is lofty sentiments, what is sky-high courage, what is majestic heaven-swallowing courage, all are in this sentence.

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There was a rumbling sound, but no one spoke except this sound.

Everyone wants to doubt whether their ears are hearing something wrong. How can anyone dare to challenge so many people? Someone dares to challenge hundreds of soul monks of the same level. Could it be that he wants to die? Is this person so arrogant?

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Even since ancient times, no one has ever done such an arrogant act, wanting to fight hundreds of soul monks of the same level with their own strength. Not even the most legendary Ancient King Lin dared, nor has he ever done this.

It is clearly the most incredible and arrogant act since the beginning of the world. It should be noted that not to mention that they are both Martial Lords. Even the Soul Martial Lord will not be able to defeat these hundreds of Martial Lords together.

The crazier you are, the more heroic you become.

Just one word can instantly create a magnificent momentum!

For a moment, everyone was shocked and shocked, but there was dead silence!

Zuo Wuzhou is like a dragon walking like a tiger. He walks forward step by step. His behavior is seamless and natural. There is not even a single flaw.

Every step he takes makes the earth tremble, just like a moving mountain range, majestic and boundless. With every step he takes, his momentum and fighting spirit increase. His eyes are as hard as steel. There is nothing in the eyes, and it seems that he has nothing to do with it.

The enemy is alone in the world, focused and without any distractions.

Zuo Wuzhou's momentum quickly climbed to the top, like the God of War Lingtian. A star burst out in his eyes, quickly burning into flames, and his fighting spirit was like madness.

There is only one thought that echoes repeatedly in my heart, stimulating my fighting spirit: "Come and fight with me. Let me use you as a whetstone to sharpen how to face absolute adversity, and then be the grindstone for my breakthrough."

"The battle in the arena. Not only do I want to win, I also want to win Liudong City and leave the world speechless!"

A hearty laugh burst out from Zuo Wuzhou's mouth, full of pride and enthusiasm. All thoughts have been forgotten. Only the blood spurred the fight, and there was no other thought. Only one word lingered.

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war!

"Six of us will fight against all of you! How dare you fight me!" Zuo Wuzhou's eyebrows were as cold as a knife, and his murderous intent was crazy. He let out a loud roar that reached the sky: "Come up together!"

The sky roared fiercely, the fighting spirit was boundless, the pride was boundless. The rest were all terrified and moved!

The heroes aroused a sense of trembling and panic: "He is an arrogant and crazy lunatic!"

"He must have lost his mind and gone crazy. Is he really not afraid of death?" Liu Dongcheng was shocked. He couldn't believe it. With one against a hundred, even Liu Dongcheng didn't know if he could escape intact. He was the Emperor Wu.

Zuo Wuzhou is Wu Zun!

We simply have to fight. Why don't we fight thoroughly, cleanly and neatly? The people in the world will be speechless, the world will be shocked, and the world will be moved.

Since we are going to kill, why not fight and kill happily, until the rivers of blood flow, until the ground is thousands of miles away, the sky is stained with blood, and until the heaven and earth are overturned.

"Impassionate and impassioned. A flood of water pours out. Heaven and earth are at one with each other. It fills my heart with excitement."

One word shocked the heroes and made them restrain their hands. Regardless of the victory or defeat, Zuo Wuzhou will be famous for eternity.

In this way, it can be said that it is a unique feat that has never been done before or since. It is a feat of unparalleled pride that cannot be dared to be done!

"kill!"

Zuo Wuzhou's body suddenly swayed. His movements were as fierce as fire, and his movements felt as if they were thousands of miles apart. His body swayed, like a tiger coming out of a gate, with his fists rising and falling.

The two Soul Martial Lords who were the first to bear the brunt of the attack only reacted at this moment. Their faces turned pale and they hurriedly parried. They caught and punched each other, and one of them spat out blood. He was suddenly three feet shorter, and was shocked to be punched by Zuo Wuzhou.

This man's head was hammered into his chest.

The other person was grabbed by the throat in the blink of an eye, and thrown into the sky with great force. With a loud bang, it exploded into a rain of flesh and blood all over the sky. It was really terrifying and terrifying.

"Come, fight with me!" Zuo Wuzhou roared like a tiger in the forest. Two people were killed in succession, which finally made these completely shocked and dumbfounded masters wake up.

In fact, Zuo Wuzhou's feat is unprecedented. It should be noted that it is extremely shocking for a Soul Martial Lord to be able to defeat ten of the same level. Since ancient times, no one has ever accomplished such a feat, which is tantamount to suicide.

The impact and shock that this gave to the great masters was so strong that for a moment, their hearts were filled with waves, they were at a loss, and their minds went blank. Everyone saw that the two great masters were killed with their hands raised, and they finally came back to their senses.

When God comes, the anger in his chest becomes even more intense: "This man is really so crazy that he knows no bounds."

"They are simply treating us like pigs and dogs. How could we, so many great masters, not be able to defeat him alone?"

Countless great masters were furious, but they were finally completely angered: "I don't believe he really has the tyrannical strength to fight one against a hundred! Even the Soul Martial Emperor may not be able to do it, let alone a mere Martial Master!"

It should be noted that the biggest difference between Wu Zun and Wu Jun is the transformation of soul power attributes. It cannot be seen from the surface alone, but the aura can be sensed. A Wu Zun is a Wu Zun, and a Wu Jun is a Wu Jun. The auras are different.

.It's impossible to describe, but everyone knows the difference.

Therefore, Zuo Wuzhou's aura is definitely that of Wu Zun. There is absolutely no way to hide this. Talking about Wu Zun, even if he is Wu Zun, if one is against a hundred, what should they have to fear?

Just like a tiger entering a herd of sheep, Zuo Wuzhou's eyes turned bloody, and he flew past in the form of light, punching continuously! Each punch was like a punch, and each punch was stronger than the other!

There were several thunderous snaps. The two warriors retreated in succession. They plowed two deep ditches. The two were panicked. In the blink of an eye, they were forced back dozens of meters. A mouthful of blood poured into their throats, and they were hit by a fierce net.

Force back with punches.

One punch and one retreat, then another punch and then retreat. One punch after another. Suddenly, they heard bursts of thunder and shock from the shocked fists. The two of them were beaten to pieces by Zuo Wuzhou for more than ten consecutive punches.

No breath at all!

"Death to the madman!" roars came from all directions. The terrifying mental pressure of these hundreds of people alone was enough to make people collapse!

But Zuo Wuzhou was unaware of it, immersed in his own killing battle. With his excellent sensing ability, he could sense the surprise daggers from each side in time. He was so excited that he drew the sword in an instant and turned around. With a swipe, a golden glow was like a golden cloth.

The colored sword shines brightly, whistling and slashing for a week!

"Okay, okay, okay! This is how fighting should be." Zuo Wuzhou's blood boiled and his whole body was boiling hot: "It should be so enjoyable and hearty!"

From the beginning of the war, Zuo Wuzhou chose the best way to deal with one enemy against many.

The best way to deal with a melee is to get mixed up and never give the enemy a chance to attack in an orderly and step-by-step manner.

Hundreds of great masters were enraged and surrounded with livid faces, intending to surround and kill the madman in black. It seemed that Zuo Wuzhou was trapped in a net and a wave, but it should be noted that the great masters were layered on top of each other.

It is difficult for everyone to attack Zuo Wuzhou.

In particular, Zuo Wuzhou was deeply devoted to the art of melee fighting, the way of fighting with a small number of enemies. Seeing the change of the battle situation, he immediately integrated a set of tactics that he had learned on the battlefield into a martial art level. He quickly applied it skillfully.

When Zuo Wuzhou used the fire-based body technique, he went straight forward. Not only was his power extremely violent, but he was also as fast as fire. Combined with his fist technique, which was as fierce as the waves, it was even more unstoppable.

If the Hundreds of Martial Lords regard Zuo Wuzhou as a heart grinder and intend to kill and encircle him, then under Zuo Wuzhou's tactics, they have turned into a net, and he is the center of the net. Where does he go?

, it affects where this net will go!

One thing is going down, the other is going up, and the situation of the war is developing in a direction that is favorable to Zuo Wuzhou.

"I have to move. I have to move. Otherwise, if they figure it out, I will die."

Zuo Wuzhou punched one person in the chest with an extremely cruel punch. It hit the person with a loud bang. The power of this punch alone actually caused the person's heart to burst out from the back of the heart and hit the person in the face!

Move. He had to move. The benefits of moving were huge, which shocked hundreds of warriors who all followed him around. He took the initiative for a moment. Once he took the initiative, he could kill him at any time.

Join a large number of martial arts masters and use the close-quarters combat techniques that he is very good at!

The more people there are, the more chaotic it will be, and the more chaotic it will be, the easier it will be to fish in troubled waters. Zuo Wuzhou truly understood this truth on his third day on the battlefield.

The dividing line is the release of soul power. Below the Soul Martial Lord, close combat is the main focus, while above that, close combat is increasingly rare. Therefore, the vast majority of soul monks are not good at close combat.

Especially in a close-quarters battle where Zuo Wuzhou was so desperate and fierce.

Kicks, kicks, shoulder leans, elbow swings, you can use them all. Every part of your body can be turned into the most terrifying and fatal killing moves. What Zuo Wuzhou used is clearly a complete set of close combat techniques.

It can be called an encyclopedia of close combat techniques and a humanoid secret book.

With his killing moves everywhere, he entered the midst of the Martial Lord. It was truly like a wolf entering the flock of sheep, letting him slaughter them.

"kill!"

If you offend me, you should be killed!

Let's make the roar of the dragon, roaring in the nine heavens and nine ways. The words will never be finished, the heart will be heroic, and the heart will be full of generosity.

Zuo Wuzhou forgets himself and is immersed in the ethereal realm of killing. He is full of passion and calm at the same time. In the ethereal realm, he can observe every subtle change in the battle situation and capture every fleeting opportunity in time.

He is born with a good courage and can kill thousands of enemies.

The brutal and ferocious boxing techniques were used vividly and vividly every time, and he suddenly felt an unprecedented pleasure in fighting. Zuo Wuzhou was almost excited by the killings, and his mind and nerves, which had been tense due to hard training in the past, suddenly became so relaxed that he felt as if he were in heaven.

Just as happy!

Most of the soul monks use music, chess, calligraphy and painting as a way to achieve solitude and emptiness, as a way to soothe their hearts. Little did they know that Zuo Wuzhou is one of the few aliens in the world. He actually ranks fighting and killing. Please note that fighting ranks first. Killing only

It's just an accessory to fighting. It's not a way to soothe or relieve the murderer.

He was actually addicted to the battle, enjoying this unique happiness.

The fists flew up and down, and the blood-soaked heart was ripped out alive and crushed to pieces.

In the eyes of others, Zuo Wuzhou is as terrifying as a killing machine. Like a mad tiger or a flock of sheep, every move and every move is a bloody death.

Zuo Wuzhou's momentum went straight to the top. He fought all the way down. His momentum shot straight into the sky. He was unstoppable.

Tragic. Incomparably tragic aura. Zuo Wuzhou combined it with extremely violent fire-based body movements. His aura was dazzling the world, and his boxing net was so fierce and boundless that every punch seemed to collapse the sky.

terror.
To be continued...