Wu Gengji, I will become Zi Yu's apprentice at the beginning! ! !

In an instant, the dark power around him rushed towards his fist like a black tide. The fist instantly became huge and emitted a terrifying light.

Then, he swung this powerful blow at the enemy with lightning speed. Wherever his fist passed, the air was torn apart, making a "sizzling" sound. It carried huge physical damage and surging dark energy impact, like a black lightning that approached Zongheng Tianxia.

“Hmph! Such a trifle!” Zongheng Tianxia’s eyes flashed with determination, and he faced the enemy head-on without fear. The soul power in his body instantly boiled up: “Wild Soul of Heaven and Earth, Explosive Soul Fist!”

I saw a layer of strange light on his fist, and the soul power was wrapped around it like a burning flame. The Explosive Soul Fist was swung out as swiftly as a burning black meteor, with a terrifying force that could smash and break everything, and collided fiercely with Radamanthys's Shadow Strike.

For a moment, the sky and the earth changed color, the light shone, and the huge impact force spread in all directions. The surrounding soil and rocks were blown away, forming small whirlpools.

The power of the two men was deadlocked for a long time, neither of them gave in, and it was difficult to tell who was stronger. Every collision of power seemed to tear the space apart.

In the end, both of them were shocked by each other's powerful force and retreated repeatedly, each keeping a distance from each other.

"Hmph! It's not that easy to defeat me!" Zong Heng Tian Xia steadied his body, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and glared at Radamanthys.

At this time, Luanwu Kuangdao and Xingxing Youlei saw this, looked at each other, and rushed out to help without hesitation. Luanwu Kuangdao held the hilt tightly with both hands and shouted: "Kuanghun Dadao!"

In an instant, the big knife in his hand burst into dazzling light, and a powerful soul power was injected into it. He jumped high, and with a tremendous force, he slashed at Radamanthys fiercely. Wherever the big knife passed, the space seemed to be split in half.

At the same time, Xingxing Youlei also quickly bent his bow and drew his arrow, muttering to himself: "Soul Arrow Rain!" In an instant, countless arrows shining with soul light attacked Radamanthys like raindrops. Each arrow contained a powerful soul power, which cut through the sky and made a "buzzing" sound.

"Hmph! You can't interfere in such an interesting battle!" Another man in black flashed in front of Radamanthys like a ghost and said coldly. Then, he slowly took off his black clothes and revealed his true face.

This man had long black hair that was as messy as weeds and dancing wantonly in the wind. His face was handsome but with a bit of evil in it, which made people afraid.

His eyes flashed with cunning and ambition, as if he was always calculating something. There was a barely perceptible sneer on the corner of his mouth, as if everything in the world was under his control.

He was wearing a dark red armor, which was inlaid with dense and extremely sharp spikes. Under the sunlight, it flashed a bloodthirsty light. Each spike seemed to be telling of his past killing and ferocity.

The man looked at the rain of arrows and the powerful sword strikes, and sneered disdainfully: "What a trifle! Watch me, the Evil Wind Barrier!"

He waved his hands quickly, and in an instant, he summoned a powerful barrier formed by evil wind in front of him. This barrier was translucent, emitting a faint green light, and the wind was howling inside, as if countless wronged souls were howling inside.

The barrier had extremely strong defensive power. When Kuang Dao's sword chopped on it, it was as if it had chopped on a ball of cotton. Not only did it fail to hurt the opponent at all, but it was changed in direction by the powerful force. The sword slid to the side along the barrier and almost made Kuang Dao lose his balance.

When the rain of arrows from the Stars and Tears hit the barrier, they were instantly swept away by the strong wind, or blown to the ground and turned into a pile of ashes.

Seeing this, Luanwu Kuangdao and Xingxing Youlei were both shocked. They had never seen such a strange and powerful force. Luanwu Kuangdao frowned and asked loudly, "Who are you?"

The man laughed loudly, his laughter full of arrogance and pride: "Listen carefully, I am Aiacos, the judge under Hades, the god of the underworld! You are unlucky to have met me today!"

At this moment, the third man in black, who had not taken any action, stood quietly aside, watching everything silently. His eyes were deep and calm, as if this fierce battle had nothing to do with him.

But from his slightly trembling hands, it can be seen that he is suppressing a powerful force deep in his heart, as if he is waiting for the best time to take action.

When Luanwu Kuangdao heard the name "Aiacos", he was stunned at first, and then he burst into a hearty but mocking laugh: "What's Si? Oh, Ai Ya Ge Si? This name is so weird! Today I will let you know that in this land of the underworld, you so-called Ge Si have to get down on your knees. If I don't die, you will die!"

The laughter echoed in the surroundings like a loud bell, carrying with it the unique heroism and unruliness of the Hades warriors, as if they did not take the enemy in front of them seriously at all.

Xingxing Youlei couldn't help laughing as well. He raised his hand and gently covered his mouth with a smile in his eyes. That smile seemed unusually relaxed in the tense atmosphere, but people who were familiar with him knew that underneath this relaxation was a powerful force that was about to erupt.

Aiacos's face was as gloomy as water, completely different from the impulsive and irritable Radamanthys. He did not fly into a rage immediately, but his deep eyes were even colder, and he squeezed out a few words coldly from between his teeth: "You're dead!" The voice seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell, carrying a trace of eerie air that made people's backs chill.

At this tense moment, suddenly, two figures appeared beside Zongheng Tianxia like ghosts. One of them was wearing a black robe that rustled in the wind, and in his hand he held a long sword that flashed with silver flames. The runes on the sword were faintly jumping. This person was Han Fenglinlin.

He stood tall and straight, like a green pine or cypress, and there was an aura of majesty just standing there. His eyes showed determination and courage, as if he had gone through countless life-and-death battles and had long since put life and death aside.

There was another person, with a strange mask on his face, revealing only a pair of eyes like cold stars. In his hand was a long whip emitting a black murderous light, with a faint black mist wrapped around the whip. This person had the look of death.

He exudes a mysterious and dangerous aura that is hard to fathom, like a deadly hunter hiding in the darkness, who can plunge people into endless fear with just a glance.