Tan Zhongli's body was suppressed and buried in the yellow sand.

"Well."

A flash of silver light.

Tan Zhongli rushed out from under the desert and coughed a little blood in his mouth. It was all mud and sand, and looked extremely embarrassed.

In the distance, Wanhuayu quickly glanced at the battlefield of Zhang Ruochen and Tan Zhongli, revealing a surprised look, secretly saying: "Gu Linfeng's cultivation seems to have improved a lot. With his cultivation speed, I am afraid it won't take long , It will become the top overlord in Qinglong Market. "

Wan Huayu and Tan Zhong have played against each other, knowing his power.

If she is alone, even she is not sure of winning.

The direction of winning the sand city, Shangguan Xianyan's eyes locked on Zhang Ruochen's body, and felt a tremendous pressure.

"Is his strength able to compete with a strong man of that level?"

Shangguan Xianyan didn't know Tan Zhongli's identity, but was able to see that Tan Zhongli's cultivation had reached the pinnacle of the ninth-order half-sage.

Observing the outbreak of combat power of Tan Zhongli, I am afraid that it can already be compared with the strong man who has passed through a quasi-holy calamity.

Originally, Shangguan Xianyan thought that the gap between her and Gu Linfeng was not large, and she had a chance to surpass him. Now, it seems that Gu Linfeng has reached a height beyond her reach.

"The strong man of the undead blood race should not have used the real ≡ ± length ≡ ± wind ≡ ± ≡ ± learning, w ※ ww.cf⊙wx.ne → t force, otherwise, Gu Linfeng would never occupy Have the upper hand. "

Immediately afterwards, Wei Longxing sneered again: "When Gu Linfeng was fighting the brute, he dared to offend the strong of the undead blood tribe. It is not easy to live today."

Among the alliance formed by the blood gods, the Shangguan family, and the Cai family, there are some high-level officials who very much hope that Gu Linfeng will die in the belly of the wild beast or be sucked up by the undead blood.

The monks in the blood dragon religion and the semi-sacred realm are quite excited. Some of these monks even cheered on His Highness His Son from afar.

Tan Zhongli licked the blood on his lips, revealing a sloppy expression, and laughed: "With your current fighting power, it is enough for me to use real power."

"Really? I really want to take a look. How strong is your true power?"

Zhang Ruochen seemed very calm. Anyway, the rules of the heavens around the colorful cloud group have not yet been exhausted. It is precisely by using this battle with Tan Zhongli to test his current strength.

"Guiyuan knife."

Tan Zhongli lifted his hands, the position of his chest, and a silver sword, flew out of the body.

He waved the sword at will, and immediately thousands of blades emerged, forming a sword field.

"My King's Guiyuan sword is an ancestor of my tribe. Using his own eight silver wings, the magic sword is indestructible, and even the holy weapon can be cut with a knife."

Tan Zhongli's momentum became extraordinary, giving him a domineering, sharp, and magical feeling.

Snorted.

The next moment, Tan Zhongli's body disappeared from the place, turned into a silver awn, rushed to Zhang Ruochen's body, and slashed across.

Zhang Ruochen did not evade, and hit a handprint again.

"Wow"

Originally, there was only one knife shadow, but suddenly it was divided into eight, forming eight layers of sharp knife light.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes narrowed, and he gave a flick, and immediately punched out his right palm again, forming a second fingerprint.

After a violent collision, the two separated again.

Zhang Ruochen wore seven-kill gloves on his left hand and collided with Guiyuan Knife. He was not injured, but he felt slightly numb.

However, a bloodstain appeared on his right hand, which penetrated under the flesh and could see the bones.

The Guiyuan sword is indeed very sharp. Even if Zhang Ruochen's palms are all sanctified, they still cannot defend.

"Simply left a bloodstain? The strength of his palm is already comparable to that of the Holy Saint."

Although Tan Zhongli was surprised, he didn't show it on his face, but said in a stance of a victor: "Are you still not using the Ten Holy Blood Armor?"

"For you, why use the Ten Holy Blood Armor?"

Zhang Ruochen ran the "Jiu Tian Ming Emperor's Sutra", forcing the knife gas that poured into the wound out, and the wound on the palm healed quickly.

Tan Zhongli's eyes sank, and he said, "In this case, the King can only use the Holy Art to end the battle early."

"Give Yuan a knife."

The silver sword draws an arc.

Immediately afterwards, a layer of silver light wall appeared, and moved outward, turning into a light ball of ten feet in diameter.

Strands of blood flew around the silver sword, adding a bit of strange power.

"Your progress has also been great. Have you cultivated that kind of holy art to great success?" Zhang Ruochen said.

In winning the city of sand, when Tan Zhongli used his fist to make this move, he could only explode 27 times.

At this moment, Tan Zhongli was holding a sword and standing there. The burst of breath was a lot stronger than it was then.

It should have been completed.

"It's not just you who are making progress."

Tan Zhongli slashed his sword and broke out thirty-two times of attack power. The blade shadow became tens of meters long and hit Zhang Ruochen's head.

"Seven strokes of blood."

Zhang Ruochen's palms were raised, and behind the body, a blood-red figure with a height of nine feet stood up slowly, releasing a mighty spirit.

There are twelve wings on the back of that figure, and just the breath that emanates from it suppresses Tan Zhongli's power to a certain extent.

"That's ... Master Hades ..."?

Tan Zhongli's momentum was slightly relieved, and even the slashing knife was not as sharp as before.

Zhang Ruochen shot the past with a palm, forty times his attack power broke out, and directly hit Tan Zhongli out.

Immediately after, Zhang Ruochen hit a second blow, and continued to burst out forty times his attack power, hitting Tan Zhongli's body, and hit him into the ground again.

Tan Zhongli bleed from the seven holes, rushed out of the ground and yelled, "Even I can't attract the breath of Lord Pluto, why can you?"

"Because, you are too weak." Zhang Ruochen patted it out again, and huge **** fingerprints emerged.

"Give Yuan a knife."

Tan Zhongli slashed out with a stab, breaking the power of the Holy Art to the extreme.

Being able to practice a kind of sacred art in the semi-sacred realm, Tan Zhongli is definitely one of the best.

However, Tan Zhongli's Dao Mang just couldn't withstand the palm of Zhang Ruochen's palm for two breaths, and spit blood in his mouth and fell to the ground.

Blood-red handprints fell down, leaving a large footprint of more than 50 meters in the desert in the desert.

All the beasts around the big pit were shot dead.

"It's amazing. A quasi-sacred strongman can't escape the palm of his hand, and is suppressed one after another."

Feng Wanli's eyes were quite dignified. At this moment, Gu Linfeng was finally regarded as a strong man of the same level, and he dared not despise him.

Other undead blood races also found Tan Zhongli's crisis, but they were unable to go to the rescue, because they were being attacked by a beastmaster and more than a hundred sixth-tier barbarians.

Tan Zhongli's vitality was very tenacious, he climbed out of the fingerprint pit, spread out four silver wings, and fled away.

"Gu Linfeng, when the king passes the first quasi-sacred robber, it will surely make you dead without burial." Tan Zhongli said bitterly.

"Do you think you can get away today?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Xiu has been difficult to kill to reach the level of Tan Zhongli.

In Yingshacheng, Wanhuayu, Purple Man, Huang Yanchen and Zhang Ruochen, the four masters shot together, but they failed to kill him.

Tan Zhongli naturally did not believe that Zhang Ruochen had the power to kill him, but sneered and continued to fly deep into the desert.

Zhang Ruochen's arm fluttered, hitting the mirror of life and death, hanging in midair, inspiring a thousand patterns of destruction.

The mirror of life and death immediately spun up, releasing a force that made the Beastmaster also feel jealous.

"Wow!"

A beam of light flew out and hit Tan Zhongli's body, smashing his lower body directly into a cloud of blood.

"No ... you dare to use Qianwen to destroy the power ..."

Tan Zhongli's mouth made a scream.

His upper body was still flying, but the mirror of life and death absorbed the blood from him.

After a while, Tan Zhongli turned into a dry corpse, fell from the air, and fell into a ball of powder.

The Guiyuan knife has a highly intelligent instrument, and the blade has gradually shrunk to the size of a palm, showing the shape of a silver wing. It is like a smelt made of pure silver.

The silver brilliance flashed, and Guiyuan's sword penetrated the bodies of dozens of wild beasts and flew into the hands of an undead old man.

The old man of the undead blood tribe gave Zhang Ruochen a cold glance, and issued a ruthless saying, "The blood **** teaches the **** son, this vengeance of the Qitian clan!"

Zhang Ruochen glanced at the old man, only showing a faint smile, and then retracting the mirror of life and death.

"Breaking through to the sixth-order semi-holy, playing a thousand patterns of destruction, still consumes 40% of the sacred power. Playing two thousand patterns of destruction, should be the limit."

Zhang Ruochen slammed in the direction of the colorful clouds while running the exercises to restore the Holy Spirit.

"It's a powerful human being."

Huojinwu Beastmaster's eyes stared at Zhang Ruochen's body, showing a coldness in his eyes.

It took out the horns and skulls, held them in the palm of the hand, and began to gather strength, preparing to kill Zhang Ruochen first, so as to avoid accidents during the scramble process of the Holy Spring.

Xiao Hei noticed the intention of Huojinwu Beastmaster, and two slick cat eyes showed a smile, and immediately gave an order to a sixth-order superior beast.

The sixth-ranked first-class barbaric beast rose to the sky and flew over to Huojinwu Beastmaster.

At first, Huojinwu Beastmaster didn't care. It wasn't until the sixth-ranked first-class barbarian rushed within twenty feet of him that he realized that it was not good.

"Not returning yet?" Huojinwu Beastmaster snapped.

The sixth-order first-class barbaric monster not only did not obey his orders, but exploded into the sea, forming a destructive force, and rushed out in all directions.

"Boom!"

A circular energy aperture spreads out quickly.

How terrible is the destructive power of a barbaric beast comparable to the ninth-order half-sage?

The Huojinwu Beastmaster got closest, turned into a firelight ~ lightnovelpub.net ~, flew out and crashed into the cliff of the earth fissure.

All the feathers on the surface of his body fell, his blood was red and he was severely injured.

Fortunately, at the last critical moment, the Vulture King Beastmaster used a horned skull to block a huge part of his power.

Otherwise, the consequences are unthinkable.

"Not dead."

Xiao Hei felt the breath of life in the Huojinwu Beastmaster, shook his chubby head, and made a long sigh in his mouth, feeling quite disappointed.

It's almost time to kill a Beastmaster. This kind of insidious move works best for the first time, and the second time, those Beastmasters will have protection and it will be difficult to have a chance of success.

"Look at it, all the thunder and lightning around the colorful clouds are gone!" A voice exclaimed.

The sixth-order first-class barbaric beast exploded into the sea, and the devastating energy formed broke the rules of the heavens around the colorful cloud group, revealing the holy source spiritual spring in the center of the cloud group. (To be continued.)