Time Travel: The Survival of Li Zhi

Chapter 260 White Mist

Wusheng crossed his arms over his chest, looking down at Li Zhi, who was lying on the ground not far away and looked quite embarrassed.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, his eyes full of sarcasm, he said sarcastically: "What do you think? Can you see the gap between us now?"

However, what Wusheng never expected was that Li Zhi, who was lying on the ground, actually endured the pain in his body and struggled to stand up.

Although his body was unstable, his eyes showed an unyielding determination. Li Zhi clenched his fists, and then shouted at Wusheng with all his strength: "Come again!"

The hoarse voice echoed in the silent space.

Wusheng was stunned when he heard this, and then an even more cruel smile appeared on his face. He suddenly shouted: "You want to die, can't I satisfy you?"

After saying this, his aura suddenly changed, and his already extremely powerful aura became like a volcanic eruption, surging and spreading out in all directions.

Wusheng launched a swift attack on Li Zhi again like a flash of lightning. The mysterious totem tattoo on his body flashed with dazzling light, as if it was injected with endless energy.

In the blink of an eye, he came in front of Li Zhi with that amazing speed, then turned around suddenly, and his body spun with a sharp wind. Then, he swept out with an extremely swift whip kick like a steel whip.

The whip kick lashed towards Li Zhi fiercely, as if it was going to knock Li Zhi away.

However, Li Zhi did not dodge or evade at this time. There was a ruthlessness in his eyes, as if he had already put life and death aside.

He tightly grasped the black sword in his hand, and at the moment when Wusheng's whip kick was about to hit him, he suddenly stabbed Wusheng in the face. The black sword flashed with a cold light under the sunlight, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Wusheng's brow.

Wusheng saw that Li Zhi wanted to trade injuries with him, and his eyes suddenly showed a stronger sense of sarcasm. He secretly laughed at Li Zhi's stupidity, thinking that Li Zhi's move was just a mantis trying to stop a chariot, and was courting death.

But just when he was about to hit Li Zhi hard with his whip kick, suddenly, his eyes inadvertently fell on the black sword.

When he saw the scarlet eyes suddenly open on the black sword, his heart skipped a beat and an ominous premonition instantly surged into his mind. He knew that the situation was not good.

Wusheng didn't want to fall into the hands of a nobody like Li Zhi.

He stopped his movements instantly, leaned back, and bounced his body back like a flexible spring, trying to avoid Li Zhi's sudden and strange sword.

But at this moment, something even more unexpected happened to Wusheng.

The black sword in Li Zhi's hand actually flew out and flew towards him.

The next moment, the seemingly ordinary black sword suddenly underwent an astonishing change. It turned into a ferocious monster with eyes all over its body.

The monster exuded an eerie and terrifying aura, and its scarlet eyes flashed strangely in the darkness.

The monster opened its bloody mouth, let out a deafening roar, and then pounced towards Wusheng, as if it wanted to swallow Wusheng in one gulp and eat him alive.

Wusheng frowned suddenly, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.

Then, he stretched his muscles and punched the hundred-eyed insect hard, which had turned into a ferocious appearance.

There was a loud bang.

The already hideous head of the hundred-eyed insect was instantly knocked to one side by Wusheng's punch, and its entire body swayed backwards involuntarily.

At this moment, Wusheng suddenly sensed a chilling and cold wind, like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark, attacking him silently and rapidly.

The gloomy wind seemed to carry a strange aura that made people feel chilly.

Wusheng reacted very quickly. Almost subconsciously, he raised his foot and kicked fiercely towards the cold wind.

However, what he never expected was that his kick, which was so sure to win, actually missed.

Just as his foot was about to touch it, the dark wind suddenly exploded and instantly turned into five balls of dark wind that were even stronger but half the size.

The five gusts of cold wind were like five hungry wolves, rushing towards Wusheng again with bared fangs and claws. They were so fast that they were in front of him in the blink of an eye, bringing with them waves of cold air that seemed to condense the surrounding air.

Wusheng's expression remained unchanged, still stern and disdainful. He couldn't help but curl his lips slightly and whispered, "You have quite a few tricks."

As he spoke, the aura around Wusheng's body suddenly rose again like a burning flame. He suddenly opened his mouth towards the five groups of gloomy winds, and then a deafening tiger roar erupted from the depths of his throat.

"Roar!"

The tiger's roar sounded like the roar of a ferocious beast from ancient times. It carried an extremely powerful momentum and instantly created a strong sound wave vibration in the air.

The five gusts of dark wind were blown away without a trace in an instant under the impact of the tiger's roar.

As the cold wind was blown away, five hideous and terrifying little ghosts appeared.

However, the moment they appeared, they were blown away by the powerful force contained in the tiger's roar. Their bodies rolled uncontrollably in the air, emitting shrill screams, and then flew away, and no one knew where they would fall.

And in this chaos, Wusheng had somehow passed the hundred-eyed insect that had not yet stabilized its body, and his body was as fast as lightning, rushing towards the direction where Li Zhi was.

Li Zhi saw Wusheng coming towards him, and there was no fear in his eyes. He clapped his hands together, and then a ball of blazing flame suddenly ignited from his palms.

The flame was a dazzling orange-red color with a very high temperature. Once it ignited, it quickly spread to his entire body. In the blink of an eye, Li Zhi seemed to be in a sea of fire, and his entire body was enveloped by the blazing flames.

Li Zhi, covered in burning flames, rushed towards Wusheng like a burning meteor, using all his strength to smash him hard.

"Tiger!"

Wusheng greeted Li Zhiru with a roar like thunder.

Then, his hands turned into claws in an instant, and with a fierce murderous look in his eyes, he rushed towards Li Zhi fiercely!

Li Zhi's body, which was blazing with flames, was torn open by Wusheng's powerful tear. The flames seemed to be impacted by some powerful force, and suddenly spread to both sides, making crackling sounds and sparks flying everywhere.

Li Zhi suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if two sharp blades had cut through it. He looked down and saw that his clothes were torn on his chest, leaving a cross-shaped wound and blood splattering.

But Li Zhi gritted his teeth, endured the piercing pain, and used all his strength to smash Wusheng's face with his fist wrapped in burning flames.

In an instant, the two figures crossed each other, and there was a dull "bang" sound, as if two huge rocks hit each other.

Li Zhi only felt a huge reaction force coming, and his body fell forward uncontrollably. His steps staggered, his body was shaky, and he was about to fall to the ground, falling miserably.

At this moment, a cloud of mist suddenly appeared like a pair of gentle hands, rising silently from below and holding Li Zhi steadily, preventing him from falling to the ground.

Wusheng was hit hard on the cheek by Li Zhi's fist that was wrapped in fire. He felt a burning pain on his face and subconsciously reached out to rub the place where he was hit.

But his eyes did not look at Li Zhi, but looked at the other side with a vigilant look.

They saw that they were surrounded by thick white fog without knowing when.

And in Wusheng's sight, a figure was slowly walking out of the vast white fog.