"Well."

The palms and swords intersect, and a booming sound comes out.

The shape of the green fangs is shifted backwards.

Yu Wenjing Shi exhibited a trick of soft hands, hitting the back of Qing Fangya from the air to help him resolve the decline. "The other party has a king-level killer 傀儡, is not a simple role, need me to help you? "

"No need to."

Qing Tuya showed his long fangs in his mouth, and said excitedly, "The breakthrough of the three-step holy king realm has not yet fully harnessed the surge of power in the body. It is precisely with this battle that I have tested what my combat strength has achieved. degree?"

"Being able to repel my green fangs, you are definitely not a nameless person. Which killer, King of the Heavenly Killing Organization, should you report your name?"

Zhang Ruochen's figure stood upright, standing across the sword, saying, "If you can pick up my ten swords, I will tell you my real name."

"You really don't know the heights and heights of the earth. To tell you the truth, I only used 50% of my strength just now. If I go all out, you may not be able to stop me." Qing Yao said.

Zhang Ruochen said, "Is that right? I only used 30% of my strength just now."

"Arrogance."

Thousands of texts radiating the Holy Light emerged from the green and gold sacred armor on Qingya's teeth, and the momentum of the whole person became extremely powerful.

A trace of the annihilation of God's fire and three hundred rules of ruling converged on his right palm.

Suddenly, in the whole Taoist temple, the sound of "cracking and crackling" sounded.

This is a middle-level holy hand technique. It is displayed by the green fangs. The power is quite amazing. The palm print has not been hit yet, and the flames at the feet have spread to Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen does not intend to use the power of time and space. He wants to try and use kendo to defeat the top level of heavenly pride in the universe.

At the same time, he also wanted to fight the surge of strength in the body through a battle with Qing Tuya.

Zhang Ruochen raised the sword above his head, and the powerful sword surged out of his body, and then a ten-foot-long gossip imprint appeared at his feet. In this area, sword qi is vertical and horizontal.

"Sword eight, dry sword."

The heaven and earth sacred air in Taoism converges on the mark of gossip and transforms into a layer of Kendo Xuanzang, condensed on the epee of Zhang Ruochen.

"Wow--"

Kendo Xuanzhang is indestructible.

With a heavy epee, he broke the palms of the green fangs and banged on his fist, making a squealing squeal.

Seeing Zhang Ruochen condensing Kendo Xuanzhang, Qing Yaoya knew that the opponent was stronger than he had predicted, so he burst into twelve points of strength. However, even so, his arm fell numb with the epee falling and his body moved backwards.

His fist was a shining sacred weapon that blocked Kendo Xuanzhang and was not penetrated.

Zhang Ruochen's swordsmanship had long been fused, the gossip mark at his feet spun up, and the second sword attacked, "Kun Jian."

This sword is a thorn, as fast as a light shuttle, and thorns towards the heart of the green fangs.

Zhang Ruochen used the sword eight, and the sword tricks exhibited were divided into eight hexagrams between heaven and earth by the influence of "Xuanyuan Sword of the Holy Sword of Eight".

Knowing the power of Sword Eight and Kendo Xuanzang, Qing Yaoya did not go to the hard-wired position, but instead performed a sacred magic "Fire Peng Fei Ying", with speed rules, flying rules, flame rules, and lightning rules incorporated into it. .

"Well."

On the back of Qing Yan's Tooth, a pair of flaming wings of Dapeng emerged. The body flickered, disappeared in place, and appeared behind Zhang Ruochen.

The speed is like space moving.

Zhang Ruochen's sword was actually slightly slower, but only penetrated the shadow of the green fangs.

"Intermediate level of holy art." Zhang Ruochen felt a little incredible.

It is no easy task to cultivate the middle-level Holy Art to the end.

Intermediate level holy spells are more difficult to cultivate.

In addition, the green fangs' body method incorporates a variety of sacred rules. Obviously, it is not a medium-level holy art of ordinary level, but a medium-level holy art of exquisite level.

Ordinary and subtle.

"Well."

Qing Tuya stood three feet above the ground, grinning again, and burst into speed again. This palm not only incorporates the rules of the Cause, but also mobilizes a large number of rules of truth into it.

Four times the power of the outbreak.

The accomplishment of Qing Tuo's tooth on the way of truth far surpasses Zhang Ruochen.

At this stage, Zhang Ruochen can only allow the Holy Art to erupt twice as much.

Zhang Ruochen has n’t practiced the intermediate-level holy spells, and his speed is not as good as that of Qing Tuo, but his nerve response is extremely fast. When Qing Tuo came out of the palm, he attacked with a backhand sword. "

With this sword, Zhang Ruochen also mobilized more than two hundred rules of truth into his swordplay, while Kendo Xuanzhang condensed into layers of waves and collided with the palms of the green fangs.

Each layer of Kendo Xuanzang hits the palm print, and the palm force of the green fangs will be reduced by one point.

When all Kendo Xuanzang was crushed, Zhang Ruochen's epee finally collided with the palm of Qingyao's teeth. However, Jian Feng swept from the position of the wrist of the green fangs, spraying out a grain of Mars.

"Well."

The epee, four or two pounds, shook the palms of the green fangs, and the tip of the sword pierced the center of the brows.

The face of Qing Yaoya changed, and she displayed her body style, turning into a fire-flying shadow and flying back into the distance.

Ten feet away, a deep blood mark appeared on the cheeks of the green fangs, revealing Bai Sensen's cheekbones, and the holy blood continued to drip downwards, as if gorgeous petals sprinkled on the ground.

"How is it possible ..." Qing Tuya was unbelievable.

The other party, whether it is the speed of the body law or the accomplishment of the Word of Truth, must weaken him, but it hurt him.

This person's use of power has reached such a fascinating level?

Zhang Ruochen looked at the holy blood on the epee, but secretly sighed, "Unfortunately, if the sword in my hand is Shen Yuan, this sword is not just as simple as marking a bloodstain on his face."

Only Shen Yuan can make Zhang Ruochen perfectly perform sword moves and exert the most powerful kendo power.

This epee in his hand is still too strange.

Yu Wenjing stopped and didn't immediately go to collect the remaining two highest fruit on the holy tree, staring at Zhang Ruochen and Qing Tuo.

He can see that the self-cultivation state of the assassin ’s killer Tianwang is not much higher than that of the green fangs, but this person can suppress the green fangs, which is somewhat strange.

Yu Wenjing said: "The entire field of truth, in the same realm, can suppress your life. There are only a few people who can suppress your truth. Moreover, the attainment of this person's truth is only ordinary. Three. "

Qing Yaoya's heart moved, and he stared at the killer Tianwang again, his eyes suddenly shrank, "Is this guy Zhang Ruochen?"

"It's not impossible."

Yu Wenjing walked towards Qing Tuya, raised his palm, and the twelve **** bones flew out, falling into the twelve directions of Taoism. Each piece of **** bone releases a faint light of God, making the space more stable.

This is just in case.

If it was the killer Tianwang, it was really Zhang Ruochen, and they would not be caught off guard by the other's space power.

"A divine disciple, a arrogant first day of the yin and yang world, really are very people, and guessed me so quickly." Zhang Ruochen knew secretly.

Seeing the person on the opposite side, Qing Yanya didn't deny it, and she affirmed a bit, saying, "Whether you are Zhang Ruochen or not, people like you should not live in the world."

"Wow!"

On top of the green gold sacred armor, the words flew out one by one, protecting the green fangs from airtightness.

At the same time, those words released a force of blessing on the body of the green fangs, which made the breath from the green fangs stronger and stronger.

"Give me death."

Qing Qiyao's body was wrapped in a giant text, raised a big palm, and banged against Zhang Ruochen's head. That green and gold sacred armor is extraordinary, and the cultivation of green fangs is blessed to a rather horrifying level.

The wonderful young man felt that Zhang Ruochen couldn't stop the blow, and asked, "Do you need help?"

"I can handle it."

Zhang Ruochen stood proudly, looked up at the big hand with words, and said, "The power of blessing exceeds the armor of hundred sacred blood. Your letter armor is a good treasure."

The sacred air and truth in Zhang Ruochen's body gathered to the Vulcan armor gloves on his arm.

Suddenly, the flames of Vulcan gloves emit a raging flame, the flame envelops the epee, and merges with the Kendo Xuanzang, then the arm suddenly waves, and a sword splits out.

"Well."

Thousands of words burst open, the body of the word giant collapsed, and a mighty force rushed out in all directions.

In the Taoist temple, Feisha walked away.

The two assassins were shocked and flew backwards straight, hitting the walls of Taoist Temple.

Even with Yu Wenjing's cultivation, he went back and forth, and finally, with the strength of the twelve **** bones, he resisted that strength.

Qingya's teeth fell to the ground, and a large piece of bone in her body was interrupted. She couldn't stand up, trembling, and howling angrily: "It's you ... it's you ... Zhang Ruochen ..."

In the Sea of ​​Truth, Qing Yaoya saw Zhang Ruochen use the power of Vulcan's armor and recognized him at this moment.

"It wasn't dead ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Zhang Ruochen frowned.

Just that sword, Zhang Ruochen's epee of the Sanya Wanwen sacred weapon level was smashed, leaving only a section of the hilt. It is conceivable how horrible the power is.

That was the power of truth mystery and the armor of Vulcan.

Zhang Ruochen saw the flow of the divine pattern on the body of the green fangs, and suddenly realized: "It turned out that the divine pattern was engraved on your body, and it seems to be a child of God's attention."

God's longevity is long, with many sons and daughters, thousands.

And God, every retreat practice is calculated based on centuries and thousands of years. Therefore, even the so-called **** sons and goddesses, the number of times they see God is very small.

Only the children and offspring that God attaches the highest importance to, can have God-patterned bodyguards.

It is obviously not an easy task to kill a godson with a god-patterned body. Moreover, when killing ordinary goddesses and goddesses, God rarely gets angry because of this. At most, he asks his subordinates to deal with it.

But the consequences of killing a godhead with a divine pattern will be serious.

Zhang Ruochen said: "It seems that only by using space power can you be killed."

If he changed to another person, Qing Yaoya would not believe that the other party dared to kill him, but the guy on the opposite side was definitely Zhang Ruochen. What would Zhang Ruochen dare not do?

"Zhang Ruochen, this is Fengshentai. In the presence of a disciple of disciples, how dare you even dare to murder?" Yu Wenjing said coldly.

Zhang Ruochen said, "When Qing Tuya was about to kill me, as a disciple of God, you didn't say such righteous words."

Yu Wenjing was speechless for a moment, then his eyes became gloomy, and he was too lazy to talk with Zhang Ruochen, and said, "I have used twelve **** bones to hold space. Can you still use space power?"

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