The thirty-six bandits, taken individually, were not particularly strong.
In fact, most of them were at the Eighth Gate Realm, some stronger than Yin Wuxie and the others, and some weaker.
Of the entire Thirty-Six Great Bandits, less than half are actually at the Seven-Star Realm. Even in a group attack, Yang Cheng is confident he can handle it.
But now, with Yang Cheng locked in a fierce battle with Zuo Yuan, most of his energy was tied up by Zuo Yuan, making the attacks from others quite dangerous for him.
In that instant, Yang Cheng's Prison Suppression Barrier and Netherworld Barrier simultaneously appeared, resisting the enhancement of flames and ice.
The City Emperor's Golden Body and Ying Gou's Body erupted simultaneously, and the powerful physical strength instantly shattered the golden halo surrounding him.
At the same time, the giant bandit who had transformed into a raging bear had arrived behind him. Yang Cheng suddenly released his confrontation with Zuo Yuan and was directly blasted away by the powerful force.
However, Yang Cheng used this force to directly crash into the giant bandit who had transformed into a raging bear, striking the bandit's abdomen with his elbow. The powerful force caused the bandit's over five-meter-tall body to shudder, and its chest instantly caved in.
With a swift movement, Yang Cheng stepped directly onto the other person, grabbed their head with both hands, and twisted it violently!
With immense force, Yang Cheng twisted the bear's head off, and the headless corpse crashed to the ground, gushing blood like a fountain.
"Brother Lei Zhen!"
Zuo Yuan's eyes were bloodshot with rage. He never expected that even with their combined attack, one of his brothers would still die!
"Don't engage him in close combat!"
Sikong Zhaixing shouted sharply, and at the same time, the silver bullet in his hand flashed with sharpness, instantly turning into a silver meteor and striking Yang Cheng's brow!
Sikong Zhaixing timed it perfectly, almost exactly the instant Yang Cheng unleashed his full power and snapped Lei Zhen's head off.
The silver bullet was incredibly fast, as if it had torn through the void, carrying boundless sharpness, and appeared in front of Yang Cheng almost instantly!
The prison-suppressing barrier descended with a roar, but it was useless!
Although this thing is a silver bullet, it is more like the sword pellet that the Heavenly Sword Sect once gave to Yang Cheng. It contains boundless extreme sharpness and actually tore through the Prison Suppression Barrier.
To be precise, it wasn't a tearing apart, but rather that this thing was so sharp that it pierced through the surface, creating a small hole in the prison-suppressing barrier.
Yang Cheng held his hand to his forehead, but the silver bullet shattered his hand bones and struck him directly in the forehead!
The golden divine light and the dark yin energy gathered almost simultaneously between Yang Cheng's eyebrows, but were pierced by the silver bullet.
With a deafening roar, Yang Cheng was blasted away, blood splattering from his forehead.
Sikong Zhaixing's face was now pale, and cold sweat was streaming down his forehead.
Driving this silver bullet almost exhausted all his strength, which is why he was able to unleash such a powerful attack.
Moreover, the moment he made his move, Sikong Zhaixing was constantly calculating the success rate of his attack, and he had to be absolutely certain before he could unleash it.
Now it seems that my attack was successful?
Yang Cheng, who had been blasted away, stood up with one hand supporting his weight. The silver bullet on his forehead was embedded in his dark skull, from which countless vengeful ghosts howled and roared, relentlessly counteracting the extreme sharpness of the silver bullet.
Blood stained half of Yang Cheng's face, making him look even more ferocious and monstrous.
Sikong Zhaixing stared at Yang Cheng in disbelief, his heart filled with extreme horror.
They all estimated Yang Cheng's strength based on that of a normal martial artist, but the various supernatural powers and abilities that Yang Cheng displayed had long since far surpassed the concept of a martial artist.
Especially the existence of these ghost bones, they're simply not human!
Could it be that Yang Cheng's body contains the eighteen levels of hell?
"I underestimated you. You're quite capable."
Yang Cheng removed the silver bullet from his forehead. The bullet was still gleaming with sharpness and bounced incessantly in his hand.
Sikong Zhaixing quickly formed a hand seal, and the silver bullet transformed into ethereal, sharp energy that scattered before coalescing back into Sikong Zhaixing's hand.
"interesting!"
Yang Cheng turned his gaze to Sikong Zhaixing, and the moment Sikong Zhaixing was locked in by his gaze, he felt a chill run down his spine.
The next moment, Yang Cheng's figure blurred, and he headed straight for Sikong Zhaixing.
Lei Zhen, the tyrannical bear, had just been killed by Yang Cheng. How could Zuo Yuan possibly allow Sikong Zhaixing to be harmed as well?
He stood directly in front of Sikong Zhaixing, and the Dragon Devouring Cold Beauty Saw slashed straight down to the ground, then fiercely flicked upwards!
In an instant, the ground, which was dozens of feet wide, was torn apart, and it crashed down on Yang Cheng like a small mountain!
Boundless bloodthirsty energy gathered around Yang Cheng, and the extreme power and sharpness enveloped him. When he thrust out his spear, it seemed as if even the void itself would be torn apart.
The mountain of ground debris was torn apart, and Yang Cheng's shot arrived in front of Zuo Yuan almost instantly.
Zuo Yuan slashed down with his sword, the power shaking the void. Layers of ripples of power erupted, as if the void was being folded, and the power burst forth layer by layer!
The Soul-Severing Spear in Yang Cheng's hand was instantly enveloped by this power, and its indestructible sharpness was blocked.
But the next moment, endless netherworld energy erupted from the Soul-Severing Spear, the void trembled, cracks opened, and the power of the icy hell suddenly descended!
This power sent a chill down Zuo Yuan's spine. The Dragon Devouring Cold Beauty Saw in his hand was instantly covered with a layer of frost. The power even extended to Zuo Yuan's physical body, instantly freezing the layers of power around him!
Yang Cheng moved like lightning, directly bypassing Zuo Yuan and heading straight for Sikong Zhaixing behind him!
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