Immediately after the Great War, the Holy Power of All Saints was released and filled the ancient city of Taiyin.

Although the moat of the Taiyin Ancient City could not be opened, there were still many defensive formations in the city, and the monks in the city hid in.

Yao Sheng flew out of the night, banged, fell to the ground, and appeared behind Zhang Ruochen.

"Why do Lord Death Knight need to do it by myself? Me alone is enough to kill him." Yao Sheng said in a loud voice.

In the battle of Mo Yougu, Yao Sheng fought with Zhang Ruochen and injured Zhang Ruochen.

He thought he had fully grasped Zhang Ruochen's true level, and had enough confidence to kill Zhang Ruochen.

Yao Sheng had just surrendered to the Death Knight and became a member of the Immortal Temple. In order to improve his status, he naturally wanted to make a contribution.

The beheading of Zhang Ruochen is a great achievement.

"Ghost King Lock."

Yao Sheng opened his mouth and spit out a chain with a thick arm, which extended like a steel dragon.

Thousands of inscriptions emerged from the ghost king's lock, exposing the thousand patterns of destruction.

"Boom."

Carrying a chain of destruction, he failed to hit Zhang Ruochen, but spread to the Qingfeng Saint who flew in the air, hitting his waist.

The Qingfeng Saint stunned secretly, quickly squeezed out the sword tactic, and sipped softly in his mouth: "Shan Ziju."

The holy sword on the back flew out of the sheath, shaking violently, forming tens of thousands of swords.

The sword qi quickly converged, condensing into a five-finger sword mountain.

"Well."

The ghost king lock smashed Jianshan and slammed on the Qingfeng Saint. The Qingfeng Saint fell sharply to the ground. The powerful impact caused a neatly distributed manor to turn into ruins.

The Qingfeng Saint had a pale face, bloodstained from his mouth, and came out of the ruins, staring at Yao Sheng in amazement: "Also the saints from the upper world, is the gap so big?"

The saint of the Qingfeng is not weak among the saints of the upper realm. However, how could he not be surprised that he and Yao Sheng were injured just after a fight.

Yao Sheng, as the deputy chief of the Youzi Temple, has a great reputation. Some of the older generations and sages in the ancient city of Taiyin recognized him.

"Yao Sheng turned to the undead."

"It is said that Yao Sheng has one man, one woman and two sacred bodies. Once he is shot, it is like two holy saints. In the Xuanhuang Realm, few people can compete with him."

"You can't stop his attack without seeing the Qingfeng Saint. Such a character, it is estimated that only the Saint of Xuanhuang Realm can suppress it."

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Yao Sheng didn't put the Qingfeng Saint in his eyes, only Zhang Ruochen in his eyes, stepped forward, rushed up, and Shen laughed: "It's quite fast to hide, but how long can you hide?"

"Wow."

Under Yao Sheng's control, the Ghost King Lock flew out again and quickly rotated to form nine circles with a diameter of three feet.

At the top of the Ghost King's lock, a sloppy human head stretched out, as large as a grinding disc, appeared in the center of the nine chain circles, with green ghost fire burning on it.

It was the skull of a true saint, containing the Holy Power of the true saint.

The power of this blow is much stronger than that just now.

The Qingfeng Saint took a breath and said secretly in his heart, "Yao Sheng's combat power is really horrible. If he hit this attack just now, I'm afraid I won't just suffer from some minor injuries. Today, Zhang Ruochen is probably too fierce Only when the big man of Liang Yizong arrived earlier might he be able to save his life. "

Even if Zhang Ruochen is strong, after all, he is still too young, and the state of cultivation is too low, and it is impossible to contend with the Holy One.

The strength and energy radiating from the Ghost King's Lock made countless monks feel suffocated. No one believed that Zhang Ruochen could resist it.

Perhaps the wine strength was too violent. In the face of the ghost king lock, Zhang Ruochen was fearless and took the initiative to meet him.

"Oh!"

"Roar!"

Zhang Ruochen's arms were raised, and a huge shadow of a dragon and an elephant appeared, striking forward with both palms at the same time, colliding with the head of the ghost fire.

The strength of Zhang Ruochen's palms was as high as ten, and dozens of palms were attacked in a row. The head of the ghost and the lock of the ghost king flew back.

"How could it be, how could he be so powerful?"

Yao Sheng was surprised and somewhat skeptical. Was Zhang Ruochen taking care of Linfeng?

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen was much stronger than Gu Linfeng's power. Without using the Ten Holy Blood Armor, he could already fight against him in the courtroom.

If so, Zhang Ruochen is really Gu Linfeng.

Did Zhang Ruochen's power double in just a few days?

how is this possible.

Zhang Ruochen was in a state of insanity, and his blood and sacred air became very violent.

Of course, he did not completely lose his mind, he still had a clearer consciousness, and felt very incredible in his heart. In the case of drunkenness, he was twice as powerful as usual.

"Ten holy blood armor."

Zhang Ruochen didn't think too much, and a long whistle made the ten holy blood armor.

Ten sacred shadows appear, ten directions around the body.

With the blessing of the Ten Holy Blood Armor, Zhang Ruochen's body exudes a stronger wave of power than just now.

"Well."

Zhang Ruochen patted it out with a palm, and Yao Sheng shot backwards by dozens of feet. The streets under his feet all burst.

Zhang Ruochen continued to shoot, and every palm fell like a five-finger mountain. Yao Sheng could only passively defend, no matter what method was used, he couldn't resist it.

Gradually, Zhang Ruochen also noticed the clues, guessing in his heart, "It should be the strength of the dragon scale mad cow wine that has made me double the power. Otherwise, with my current cultivation, it is not Yao Sheng's opponent at all. . "

The saint of Yashe frowned, and said, "Yao Sheng is not Zhang Ruochen's opponent. The airspace saint, the Qingyi saint, and the Wanxin saint, you can help him."

The saints of the airspace, the saints of the Qingyi, and the saints of Wanxin are all saints of the upper world. They are from the Huangtian tribe, but the Huangtian blood emperor personally ordered them to follow the death knight, and they must remove Gu Linfeng .

The three great saints spread their blood wings on their backs and rushed to Zhang Ruochen who was fighting fiercely with Yao Sheng from three different directions.

"Original blood fingerprints."

"Jing Hong You Long Jian Jue."

"Destroyed."

The three sacred sages played a holy spell at the same time.

Yao Sheng scolded in his heart, and felt that the undead blood tribe was too much, because the holy arts played by the three great sage saints also enveloped him.

Yao Sheng stole the attack and fled immediately.

"Where to escape?"

Taking this opportunity, Zhang Ruochen struck Yao Sheng's male body with a single palm, and the palm strength was stacked one layer at a time, and 36 layers of power burst out.

"Well."

Yao Sheng's chest sunken inward, his ribs collapsed, and he flew out like a shell and fell into the ruins.

In order to hit Yao Sheng hard, Zhang Ruochen also paid a price.

The holy art played by the three holy saints fell down and hit him.

Even with the resistance of the Ten Holy Blood Armors, Zhang Ruochen still suffered some injuries. However, he was sanctified physically, his defense was amazing, and his injuries were not too serious.

"It's so perverted that it's worthy of being sanctified in the flesh.

"The defense of the Ten Holy Blood Armor is really strong. Without real hole cards, Zhang Ruochen cannot be damaged."

"Go all out and shoot, this saint cannot believe him."

The three holy saints once again performed the holy arts, mobilizing more powerful forces.

Will Zhang Ruochen give them another chance?

"Oh!"

When Zhang Ruochen's figure moved, he displayed the means of space movement, appeared in front of the saint in the airspace, and slammed into the past.

The saint in the airspace had no time to react, and had been hit by Zhang Ruochen and fell to the ground.

Zhang Ruochen's legs and knees were pressed against the sage's abdomen, and his hands squeezed fists, and his fists fell like raindrops.

"Well."

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen punched more than a hundred punches in a row, and each one went all out.

The sacred skull of the airspace shattered, his chest collapsed, and half of his body was smashed into blood mud. Zhang Ruochen reached out and grabbed a fist-sized holy source from the **** mud.

In less than a breath, a holy sage had fallen and was killed alive.

In the distance, the Saint Qingfeng felt scalp numbness, and it was him who encountered Zhang Ruochen, a fighting madman.

Yao Sheng crawled out of the rubble, and spit a blood spout, "Dare to attack me, and deserve to be killed, is Zhang Ruochen such an easy figure to deal with."

The minds of the Qingyi Saint and Wanxin Saint were calm enough, and were not scared. They continued to shoot, playing sword tactics and fingering, respectively.

"Sword Five."

Qingyi Saint's strongest hole card is Sword Five.

With his age, there is at least a half probability that he will become a swordsman in the future. Even now, among the saints in the upper realm, the Qingyi saint rarely encounters opponents.

The Qingyi saint's body was combined with the holy sword, dragging out a sword-length of more than ten meters, and hit Zhang Ruochen's brows.

Zhang Ruochen patted it with a palm, colliding directly with the holy sword.

The holy sword at the level of the Thousand Patterns Holy Sword, coupled with the Kendo artistic conception of the sword five, the power burst out is already among the top level saints, and few people can resist it.

"Booming."

Under the impact of that force, Zhang Ruochen exploded backwards, and he retreated more than a hundred feet away, half of his body sinking into the ground.

Even though he was wearing seven killing gloves and wearing the ten holy blood armor, Zhang Ruochen's right arm was numb with pain and suffered some injuries.

The Qingyi Saint held the holy sword, looked down at Zhang Ruochen below, and sneered: "Zhang Ruochen, aren't your accomplishments above Kendo very high? How could you be hurt under this holy sword?"

Zhang Ruochen didn't say a word ~ ​​lightnovelpub.net ~ The holy spirit in the body worked for a small week, and the right arm recovered consciousness again.

Subsequently, he took out the ancient sword of Shen Yuan, and pinched the hilt of his sword with both hands.

"Wow--"

The dense scent of swords automatically appeared, just like Wan Jian Chaozong, flying around Zhang Ruochen anxiously.

The holy sword in the hand of Saint Qingyi shivered slightly, making a low sword sound.

"The sword he released was so powerful."

The Qingyi saints forcibly controlled the holy sword that they wanted to fly out, a little more suspicious look in their eyes.

"Sword Six."

Zhang Ruochen held Shen Yuan's ancient sword, flew off the ground, and struck Qingyi Saint.

The Qingyi Saint has long been ready, with a block of Hengjian, he wants to block Zhang Ruochen's attack. However, the holy sword in his hand had just come into contact with Shen Yuan's ancient sword, and it was broken with a bang.

"Well."

This sword, Zhang Ruochen pierced the Qingyi Saint.

The sword qi was too harsh. In the midair, the sacred body of the Qingyi Saint was broken into two pieces, and a large sacred of blood was sprinkled.

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