Zheng Yuan looked at Wang Zhengyi without any permission and said lightly: "When you can take my move, it's not too late to brag again."

He said, then stretched out his right hand.

In an instant, his right hand became dark.

However, he did not intend to summon the Hand of Hell.

He is now at the eighth level of cultivation and Qi training, so he can easily deal with the innate people without using the real power of the hand of hell.

If it weren't for defeating Wang Zhengyi in one move, he wouldn't even need to use the power of the Hell Hand.

Seeing Zheng Yuan's right hand turn black, Wang Zhengyi's face changed and he thought to himself: "What's going on with his hand? Did he practice some poisonous palm?"

Generally, only those who have practiced the poisonous palm can turn their hands into black or green.

He became even more disdainful of Zheng Yuan.

Only the incompetent people can practice the poisonous palm.

A truly capable strong person does not need to win by using extremely despicable means such as poison.

Poison Palm can scare others, but I can't do it if I want to scare him, Wang Zhengyi.

Wang Zhengyi said with disdain, "Boy, I thought you had any skills. It turned out that he was just practicing the poor poisonous palm."

"Do you really think that you can defeat this sect with these inexplicable means? You can only say that you are not ordinary ignorance."

"Today, this sect leader will let you see what a real strong man is."

Ouyang Long had seen Zheng Yuan use the hand of hell, so he didn't think Zheng Yuan was a poisonous palm.

He whispered: "Sect Master, that kid doesn't seem to use a poisonous palm, it feels much more powerful than a poisonous palm."

Wang Zhengyi snorted coldly: "No matter whether he is a poisonous palm or a magic clutch, nothing is considered in front of this leader."

Ouyang Long dared not say anything more.

He had confidence in the head and thought to himself: "Yes, this kid is only in the middle stage of the innate stage. No matter how powerful his right hand is, he can't beat our head."

"Stop talking nonsense, take the call."

Zheng Yuan shouted loudly and grabbed it with one claw.

His attack looked very casual, as if he had no strength.

If it is another opponent, he will definitely feel contempt and think that Zheng Yuan is just a bad product.

Now most people at the Earth level and above in the masters think so.

"This kid's move is very ordinary, and he dares to defeat our leader with one move."

"This move can be easily broken even if I am the leader."

"That's right, this guy is just a silver gun wax gun head that is not good. I'll see how he's throwing all his face away."

But Wang Zhengyi's eyesight was much better than them, and he could tell at a glance that this move must be powerful.

Real strong people like to play this.

He also uses it frequently.

Wang Zhengyi praised in his heart: "This kid is indeed a trick. No wonder he can reach the middle stage of innate at a young age."

However, he still didn't take it to heart, and then a trace of disdain flashed across the corner of his mouth: "But just want to defeat me with this move? I can only say that you are too naive."

Soon, Zheng Yuan approached.

At this moment, he was only about five steps away from Ouyang Long.

A glimmer flashed in Wang Zhengyi's eyes.

He knew that Zheng Yuan's move was about to show his power.

However, he was too lazy to be afraid.

Because he had already made complete preparations.

He planned to defeat Zheng Yuan in one fell swoop when he was exercising his power.

However, what surprised Wang Zhengyi was that Zheng Yuan's attack was always dull and there was no sign of showing his power.

"What's going on? Is this guy just an ordinary attack move now? But how can he have lethality in this way? Or is he at this level?"

Wang Zhengyi was puzzled.

However, he could not think much at this moment, because Zheng Yuan's attack was getting closer and closer.

He snorted coldly in his heart: "Boy, no matter whether you are pretending or your level is low, you will be dead today."

He no longer hesitated and hit him hard with one punch.

However, just as his skills burst out, his eyes suddenly blurred and his whole body was covered with black.

"What's going on? Is it dark?"

Wang Zhengyi couldn't help but be shocked and looked around quickly.

But there is no more thing around except for the endless darkness like the sea.

His face began to change drastically.

Because in the past, even in the darkness, with his extraordinary eyesight, he could still see clearly what is within a radius of ten meters.

But now, I can't even see my own hands.

This is a very abnormal thing.

Soon, he realized that he must have been trapped in Zheng Yuan's Taoer.

After thinking about this, he quickly raised his vigilance to the highest level to prevent Zheng Yuan from attacking him.

He was extremely depressed now: "How could this kid make the sky dark all of a sudden? Could he be a magic trick?"

When he thought that Zheng Yuan's right hand was black, he really believed that he could use magic.

Wang Zhengyi finally understood now that Zheng Yuan was not using poison palms.

Although he is a strong-willed and very calm person.

But I slowly became a little irritated.

This is not difficult for him.

No matter who stays in the boundless darkness, it is easy to lose calm.

His heart is now as if it is shrouded in darkness, and it is extremely difficult to suffer.

If he hadn't been well-educated, he would have been crazy long ago.

"Bastard, I'll tear you apart."

About ten minutes later, Wang Zhengyi finally couldn't stand it anymore.

He lost his patience, his hands were clawed, and he kept grabbing the darkness, as if he was going to smash it.

However, no matter how he attacked, the darkness still existed.

And it became darker and colder. In an instant, the whole person seemed to be trapped in hell.

Suddenly, Wang Zhengyi discovered that countless evil ghosts slowly appeared in the darkness.

They roared and rushed towards Wang Zhengyi.

"Get out, get out, don't get close to me."

Wang Zhengyi felt a moment of fear that he had never been before. While screaming hysterically, he attacked frantically, trying to drive away all the evil ghosts.

When Ouyang Long and other spectators saw Wang Zhengyi staying on the spot, shouting like a madman regardless of his image, and attacking him constantly, they all felt inexplicable.

"What's wrong with the leader? Are you going crazy? But it was obviously fine just now."

The disciples of the Master Sect were puzzled.

Originally, Wang Zhengyi was a god-like existence in their eyes, and no one dared to be disrespectful to him at all.

But now seeing him like this, I couldn't help but feel a little contempt in my heart. In other words, from now on, in the hearts of all the disciples of the master sect, Wang Zhengyi is no longer a god, but an ordinary mortal strong man.
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