Seeking the Way of Immortality

One punch was faster than the other, and one punch followed another, without giving Luo Tong any chance to react. Luo Tong's eyes were shining, but he was directly hit back into his body by the domineering power of Wu Zheng's fist.

"Wu..."

Before Luo Tong finished speaking, he was hit on the mouth. He was in a state of confusion. Not to mention Luo Tong on the battlefield, even the demons watching the battle were also confused. How could Wu Zheng, who was just beaten bloody by Luo Tong, suddenly become so powerful?

He beat a late-stage demon master without any power to fight back, and he used the physical strength that the demons were most proud of.

"I heard from the tribesmen who went to Xuanhuang before that Wu Zheng's strongest point is not his magical power, but his physical body."

"Oh, is there anything special about his physical body?"

"I heard that this person's physical body has reached the state of great perfection of physical body sanctification. Not to mention fighting the Demon Lord, even fighting the Demon Emperor is not a problem."

"Oh no, this person has been hiding his abilities before!"

"No wonder Kasa called him 'Master Wu', it seems that Kasa has heard about it a long time ago!"

"If we had known this, we shouldn't have bullied the minority with the majority. If it was a one-on-one, Wu Zheng would definitely not say much."

A group of demons talked a lot, and the look they looked at Wu Zheng also changed.

"Hmph, now you know how powerful he is."

"How can you guess my elder brother?"

"Damn it, you have no memory!"

"If the tiger doesn't show its power, you think my eldest brother is a sick cat!" Seeing Wu Zheng showing his power, Wuxing Jinshen squatted on Duguba's shoulder calmly, holding a snow date in his hand and eating it happily.

"Who do you say is a sick cat?" Wu Xueting glared at Wuxing Jinshen with a bad temper.

"Hehe, I'm just talking, just talking!"

When Wu Xueting showed her power, Wuxing Jinshen softened immediately, with a flattering smile on his face.

Over there, Luo Tong, who was approached by Wu Zheng, was beaten so hard that his bones seemed to be broken, and blood was flowing from his seven orifices, which was extremely tragic.

"Luo Tong, today is your death!"

After speaking, Wu Zheng grabbed Luo Tong's neck with his right hand, and the power of time and space were running at the same time. Luo Tong was about to die, and at this moment, Chongxiao, who was healing, suddenly appeared.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, please show mercy."

"Chongxiao, are you okay?"

"Fellow Daoist Wu, leave him to me."

Wu Zheng nodded, shook his wrist, and threw Luo Tong far away.

"I will spare your life today. When Chongxiao recovers from his injuries, you will fight him one-on-one. You will be responsible for your own life and death. I will never interfere."

"Thank you."

"And you, I will be here today. I don't care how many of you come together, but after leaving Huangfeng Town, if there are still demons who dare to bully the few with their numbers, don't blame me if I kill you in your ancestral mountain one day!"

"Are you serious?" A powerful demon said in a deep voice.

"Sir, don't joke!"

As Wu Zheng finished speaking, three powerful demon lords in the late stage stepped forward and surrounded Wu Zheng.

"Wu Zheng, how about we take on this battle?" Kunlun stepped forward and said in a deep voice.

"I have killed the Ghost Emperor before. How can a few demon lords be stronger than a Ghost Emperor?" Wu Zheng said nonchalantly.

"Zheng'er, don't be careless!"

"Mom, don't worry!"

"Wu Zheng, your strongest part is your physical body. Just now you crushed Luo Tong with your physical body. Do you dare not use your cultivation and only fight with your physical body?" One of the demon lords said in a deep voice.

Wu Zheng was stunned, and his spiritual consciousness was silently exerted. He couldn't help but be speechless. It turned out that the three demon clans that stood out were the Demon Stone Clan, the Demon Bull Clan, and the Demon Ape Clan. All three clans were famous in the demon world for their strong physical bodies.

These three demon lords, even if they have not reached the great perfection of physical body sanctification, are not far away!

"Are you sure you want to compete with me in physical strength?"

"Life and death are your own responsibility. Do you dare or not?" The demon lord of the demon ape clan asked in a deep voice.

Wu Zheng was happy, and the group of people from the Xuanhuang Realm were also happy. In the physical strength competition, Wu Zheng seemed to have never lost in these years.

"Come over there!"

After speaking, Wu Zheng stood on the prototype of the Yin-Yang Supreme Treasure with his hands behind his back, looking calm and composed.

Wu Zheng's appearance made the three demon lords furious, and they were about to attack immediately. At this moment, one of the demon lords reacted.

"Niu Hai, Shi Tao, don't be fooled by him." The demon lord of the demon ape clan spoke in a deep voice, looking at Wu Zheng with a playful look.

"Yuan Xiao, what do you mean?"

"Wu Zheng's mind is mostly on forging the Yin-Yang Supreme Treasure and comprehending the Yin-Yang Spirit. The reason why he is acting calm and composed is to let us relax our vigilance." Yuan Xiao analyzed confidently.

"I've heard that the Demon Ape Clan is extremely intelligent. Today, I see that it's true!" Wu Zheng said with a smile, his face still indifferent.

"Wu Zheng, I hope you can still be like this later!"

After he finished speaking, a flash of light appeared in Yuan Xiao's hand, and a dark iron rod appeared in his hand, and then Yuan Xiao approached Wu Zheng instantly.

At the same time, Niu Hai and Shi Tao, two demon lords, also attacked at the same time. Niu Hai held a pair of axes in his hand, and Shi Tao held two hammers in his hand, which looked very heavy.

The three of them attacked almost at the same time, whistling towards Wu Zheng in a Chinese character.

Wu Zheng sneered, no longer looking calm and relaxed as before. His eyes were as deep as the abyss, his face was firm, and the 128 acupoints on his body shone brightly at the same time.

At the same time, Wu Zheng's thin body suddenly swelled to about three feet, like a giant. He was seen with his bare hands, punching like the wind, smashing towards Yuan Xiao and the other two.

There was a strong light flashing on his fist. At this moment, even the phantom of the fire phoenix did not appear, but pure fist intent.

The fist intent roared up, from the first level to the second level, and then soared to the tenth level of great perfection. Countless fist shadows condensed into a mountain, blocking all the demon soldiers attacked by Yuan Xiao and the other two.

Even though Yuan Xiao and the other two were all powerful demons in the late stage of the Demon Lord, and had extraordinary attainments in the flesh, they could not make any progress at this time.

"The boss's fist intent has reached the tenth level of great perfection!"

"This kid, who usually does not show off his skills, never thought that he has honed his fist intent to such a level!" Dugu Ba smiled, and the worry on his face was swept away.

The strong men of the Xuanhuang tribe were all shocked when they saw Wu Zheng showing the tenth-level great perfection of fist intention, but they were relieved after thinking about it. Wu Zheng himself had the magical power of time, and Wu Zheng himself was extremely hardworking in cultivation. It was not surprising that he could quietly cultivate the fist intention to the tenth level of great perfection.

"Humph, a trifling trick!"

Niu Hai snorted coldly, and the pair of dark curved horns on his head suddenly broke away from Niu Hai's head, instantly breaking Wu Zheng's tenth-level great perfection of fist intention, and reached Wu Zheng's neck and dantian at lightning speed.