Zhang Ruochen's sword move is indeed a mood of Jian Three.

With the strength of the Holy One, the power of the sword three is unfolded, which is naturally incomparable to the past.

Mr. Nie waved the sacred scepter upwards, with a cyan wooden property force rushing out, condensing into a virtual image of a towering ancient tree.

"Wow."

It was the shadow of the sacred tree of 10,000 years of meditation, with a force of life, tenaciousness, and destruction, which shook the entire space slightly, forming waves of ripples.

That's right.

Space is indeed shaking.

The strength of the Holy One is too powerful, it can break the rules of heaven and earth, and naturally can affect the stability of space to a certain extent.

The strength of the Holy One is so strong that it can even break up space.

The reason why Mr. Nie mobilized his strength to make the space slightly fluctuate is actually suppressing Zhang Ruochen's space power.

Once the space is not stable enough, even if it is passed on from time to time, it will be difficult to control the power of space, forcibly exerting it will likely hurt yourself.

"Boom", the sacred scepter and Shen Yuan's ancient sword hit hard.

The imaginary image of the towering sacred tree shattered all the sword energy. At the same time, Mr. Nie and Zhang Ruochen stepped back and opened a distance of ten miles.

Mr. Nie twisted his beard and laughed, "Zhang Ruochen, Ben Changchang, Fengwenwenwenxue, ww≤w.cfw︽x.ne⌒t. Suppress your space power, you can still play How much combat power? Young people, the power of the Holy One, is not something you can measure. "

"Wow."

Mr. Nie grabbed the sacred scepter and shook it violently. The huge shadow of the holy tree shook with it, causing the space within ten miles to tremble again.

The huge shadow of the holy tree brought a thunderous wind and thunder sound, like a blue **** cloud, pressed down, completely covering Zhang Ruochen.

The sacred sacred staff is the treasure on the "Hundred Patterns Sacred Artifacts", and the power erupted is comparable to the Thousand Patterns Sacred Artifacts. A sage controls the power of such a powerful warrior, which is enough to wipe out all living beings within tens of miles.

Yao Ji glanced in the direction of Zhang Ruochen, showing a worried look. Mr. Nie's cultivation was much stronger than she imagined.

"Zhang Ruochen, you must stay a little longer, as long as this saint suppresses the four jihad kings first, then the scale of victory will be reversed."

Yao Ji speeded up his attack speed, hit a kind of holy art, hit a king of jihadist bones, sank it to the ground, the holy bone of his body melted for a little half, and he could not continue fighting.

The four jihadist bone kings are all made of sacred bones, and can be used to control them by using runes and inscriptions.

Although they only have 10% to 50% of the combat power of the true saints, they are quite difficult to deal with, and ordinary attack methods cannot destroy them at all.

Now, Yao Ji is very anxious, and if Ruan Chen can't resist Mr. Nie's attack, she falls down one step first, then her situation will become quite dangerous.

Facing the attack of the sacred tree, Zhang Ruochen seemed extraordinarily calm. Using the eyes of the **** mark, he observed the positions with the slightest spatial shock.

As soon as his body moved, Zhang Ruochen exhibited space movements, changing his orientation seven times in a row, each stepping on the weakest position in space shock.

At the sixth change of position, Zhang Ruochen passed through the sacred tree and appeared above Mr. Nie's head.

At the seventh change of position, Zhang Ruochen passed through the realm of Mr. Nie's holy spirit, snorted, and stabbed a sword into his heart.

The bright red blood, burning red flames, poured out of Mr. Nie's heart.

Zhang Ruochen stared at Mr. Nie's old face up close, and whispered, "It is not the power you can pass on in time and space."

"You ... are not ... controlled ..."

Mr. Nie's pupils gradually enlarged and finally came to his senses. Zhang Ruochen was not controlled by Yao Ji at all and was always sober.

Originally, Mr. Nie had warned himself that he must never make the mistake of teaching two saints to demons, and never despise Zhang Ruochen.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that he still underestimated Zhang Ruochen.

In fact, you can't blame Mr. Nie, everyone will make such mistakes.

Even if Zhang Ruochen's current practice is facing a ninth-level semi-sacred powerhouse, and a junior who changes first to a ichthyosaur, although he will not despise his opponent, there must be some differences in his mentality. .

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen noticed an extremely dangerous breath, pouring out of Mr. Nie.

"Muff, he's going to blow himself away?"

Zhang Ruochen's sweaty hair stood up, and his arm drew back Shen Yuan's ancient sword.

If Mr. Nie really detonates the Holy Source, then within 100 miles of defense, it must be completely destroyed.

Zhang Ruochen didn't have to escape at all, because it was too late to open the world of scrolls, let alone escape, it must be dead.

However, Mr. Nie apparently did not have the courage to explode the holy source. He just blocked the blood of his heart and made every effort to make a handprint, knocking Zhang Ruochen back dozens of feet.

Subsequently, Mr. Nie flew out and used an escape technique to fly away at five times the speed. In a blink of an eye, he disappeared at the end of the sky.

Zhang Ruochen was covering his painful chest, and a trace of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, saying: "The vitality of the Holy One is too powerful, breaking the heart and not dying. It must be remembered in the future, otherwise it will be dangerous."

Mr. Nie's escape technique also surprised Zhang Ruochen. The speed was too fast, and it was definitely several times as usual. Even if he is ten times higher than him, he may not catch up with him.

Of course, it is necessary to pay a huge price for such a secret escape technique.

"It's too difficult to kill a saint." Zhang Ruochen sighed.

The Holy One's vitality is strong, and even if his head is cut off, he may not die. Moreover, most sages are proficient in escape secrets, even if they are not opponents, enough to survive.

The most important point is that the Holy One can use the "Self Explosion Source" as a deterrent. If so, you can't kill in one shot, it is likely to cause the situation to end together.

It has to be said that Zhang Ruochen's ability to kill the two sacred giants in the demon religion is simply a fluke. With this record, he is enough to become a figure that all the saints in the world must pay attention to.

As Mr. Nie escaped with serious injuries, in addition to the two jihadist kings broken up by Yao Ji, the other two jihadist kings also retreated immediately, bringing a large amount of death into the woods.

Yao Ji did not chase, but stared at the young man with a war sword with a rather surprised look. The more he looked, the more handsome he became. The more he looked at him, the more he refused to kill him.

Such a powerful Tianjiao, if she can always obey her, within a hundred years, Tianluozong will surely develop and grow into one of the most powerful schools in Taizhou.

Even if you let him be her man, what's so wrong?

However, everything is just a fantasy, Yao Ji does not think that with her ability, she can always control Zhang Ruochen.

"Zhang Ruochen! Zhang Ruochen! My elder sister really likes you more and more, she is very reluctant to send you on the road, but unfortunately, you are a natural talent, my elder sister is very scared to be in control of you in the future. You, this guy, is not one "Pity incense and jade, if your sister dies under your sword, where does your sister cry?"

Yao Ji's slender jade finger, gently touching Zhang Ruochen's chin, her pupils gradually turned red, her smile closed, her chill was revealed.

Pinch your fingers into claws, forming a circle of vortex momentum, quickly grasping Zhang Ruochen's heart.

"Well."

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen, who was standing still, stabbed at it faster than her.

The ancient sword of Shen Yuan was very sharp. With a slap, it penetrated Yao Ji's palm and penetrated through the back of his hand.

"Since you know I'm not a fragrant and precious person, you shouldn't make up my mind."

As soon as Zhang Ruochen's fingers turned, Shen Yuan's ancient sword also quickly turned, emitting a black sword light, completely crushing Yao Ji's right arm.

"You are not under the control of illusions?"

Yao Ji's superb beauty revealed a terrifying look, and immediately inspired the secret escape technique, turning into a purple gloom, and wanted to escape.

"Want to escape?" Zhang Ruochen sang coldly.

"The Quartet changes in a moment."

Scaled swordsmanship erupted, making the time flow around the time slower.

Zhang Ruochen's sword speed has accelerated a lot, dragging out a dazzling sword gas, chopped to Xiang Ji flying in the air.

"Well."

Holy blood, flying down.

At the same time, Yao Ji's muffled sound, with three white fox tails, fell from the sky.

"Zhang Ruochen, today, you cut off your sister's three tails, and you will surely double your return in the future." Yao Ji's voice came back from hundreds of miles away.

"It's fast enough to escape."

Zhang Ruochen ignored Yao Yao's body style immediately, came back to the top of the snow mountain, picked up Shi Mei, wearing a meteor cloak, and rushed out.

An hour away, getting closer and closer, Zhang Ruochen has felt the strength of his body, slowly receding.

You must flee immediately to a safe place.

Zhang Ruochen believes that, by virtue of the war just now, one after another hitting Mr. Nie and Yao Ji enough to deter the black market evil sages hiding in the dark, making them afraid to catch up quickly.

Yao Ji stood on the bank of a stream ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ The position of the hips was bloody, and there was no fox tail left. As the master of the suzerain, the sacred realm was naturally miserable and quite shameful.

She looked at the direction where Zhang Ruochen was leaving, and her pretty face showed an angry look: "Hello guy, one day, sister, I will eat your heart."

Speaking, Yao Ji stuck out her fragrant tongue and licked her bright red lips.

Just then, Yao Ji smelled a **** breath, her pretty face became a little pale, she looked up, and found that the whole sky became blood red.

A mighty cloud of blood flew over from the sky, and in the cloud, she exuded a sense of fear.

That direction was exactly the direction in which Zhang Ruochen escaped.

"The blood king of the undead blood ... and more than one."

Yao Ji immediately took out a stealth bead and hid it, until the cloud of blood completely flew past, she walked out again and sighed: "The blood king of the undead blood tribe must have come from a monstrous sword. Today. "(To be continued.)