Confucianism emphasizes self-cultivation.

As a disciple of the Confucian ancestors, the deeds of the princess Shenyu made the ancient gods and Huang Daozi angry. A few days ago, she acted too much, how can there be half the upright and upright spirit of Confucian disciples?

On the other side, the emergence of the famous sword **** made Zhang Ruochen vigilant.

In the famous sword god, I felt the breath of Bess.

Each of the black feathers contains great power, like a light stroke that can cut the body of a god.

The strange light patterns flowing around Black Feather contained power far superior to the Great God Taixu, but it was very thin.

"Huh!"

The figure of the famous sword **** disappeared.

The divine formation pattern here seems to have no effect on him.

The speed is extremely fast.

Perceiving the crisis, Zhang Ruochen took a step back, and the six swords flew out together, aiming at the sword.

"Boom!"

All of a sudden, the sword light was everywhere, and the black figure of the famous sword **** appeared from time to time like a phantom, but was blocked by Liu Jian.

With every hit, it screamed like a **** of thunder, and a storm of energy overflowed.

In the space, there are countless feather marks.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen folded his hands together, and his strong divine power vented outward, and the Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagram appeared, shaking all the feather marks to annihilation.

Shaoyang, who was like a sacred mountain, collided with the war sword split by the famous sword god.

With a "bang", the famous sword **** flew backwards, with an incredible look in his eyes. Obviously he did not expect that with Xitian Yuyi's help, he would still be repelled.

Zhang Ruochen chased after him, pulling the famous sword **** back to within eighteen feet.

"Be careful, he wears a feather garment made from Bexi's sacred feather, which is blessed by the power of the heavens." Xiu Chen Tianshen chased after him and reminded him.

Zhang Ruochen's fingers just clasped the wrist of the famous sword god, and strands of dark power beyond the level of the great **** poured out from the black feathers on the famous sword god's arm, entangling him.

A smile appeared in the eyes of the famous sword god, and said: "Junior, this **** admits that you are very strong, and Xuanyi, who is known as the number one in the world, may not be your opponent. But you underestimate the enemy!"

The dark power affects the soul. In an instant, Zhang Ruochen seemed to fall into the dark lake, surrounded by ice cold, feeling suffocated, and his body gradually becoming numb.

"You could have risen quickly and become the myth of this age. But all this will be ended by the **** today."

The famous sword **** raised his sword's hand.

The sword body burned, and dense inscription patterns appeared.

The gods of Xiu Chen played a long river of time, the water was gurgling, and the time stamp was bright. But it was too late, the sword of the famous sword **** had already been cut.

Suddenly, Ming Sword God's body twitched, as if he was suffering from epilepsy, the sword in his hand was unstable and dropped.

"You...you are the Lord of Darkness..."

Zhang Ruochen's pupils have regained brightness, and with the dark secrets, the dark energy gushing out of the feathers is continuously sucked away.

And, as the Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram rotates, this dark energy transforms into an air that belongs to Zhang Ruochen himself.

The quality of air is constantly getting stronger.

It should be noted that because the cultivation time is too short and the lack of precipitation, Zhang Ruochen's current spirit quality can only be compared with the ordinary peak of Taixu. It's totally incomparable with the great **** who stops in mind and soul.

For this reason, Zhang Ruochen always believed that he was just the cultivation base of the ordinary Taixu peak.

However, the quality of the dark energy Bech left in the feathers is high enough.

Darkness originally meant devouring.

As Zhang Ruochen, the master of darkness, encountering Bess' dark energy is like encountering the best tonic.

The famous sword **** is also an extraordinary generation, quickly stabilizing his twitching body, trying to break free from Zhang Ruochen's wrist clasped by Zhang Ruochen. After the failure, he was fortunate to rush directly to Zhang Ruochen.

The two bodies collided, and Zhang Ruochen's chest became bloody.

The black feathers are too sharp, and with Zhang Ruochen's powerful physical strength, they can't even hold it.

Moreover, under the blessing of the black feather clothing, the body of the famous sword **** has been strengthened a lot, and Zhang Ruochen is a little unable to bear it because of its strength.

Not long after the famous sword **** got the black feather garment, he was also in a hurry just now, that triggered the deeper strength of the feather garment.

After careful investigation, the famous sword **** had a preliminary understanding of his own physical strength, and he was immediately more confident: "The power of the heavens is indeed tyrannical, junior, this **** will send you on the road now."

The famous sword **** struck out with a sword finger and collided with Zhang Ruochen's fist.

The extremely powerful divine power drove Zhang Ruochen out.

A long river of time flew, the famous sword **** was not afraid, and took back the lost sword. The black feathers on his body released dense patterns of gods from the heavens, intertwined into a large black net, washing away the long river of time.

The comprehension in times of danger deepened the sword god’s understanding of black feather clothing, and he could use it more as he wanted.

"Chaos is locked in time."

The **** of Xiuchen was angry, and felt that this time he had to suppress the famous sword **** and avenge the humiliation of the past.

Her current spirit is close to 70% immeasurable, and this immeasurable magical power is displayed, which locks time and space and launches a time attack.

Rao is that the gods of the heavens are powerful, and she can also contain it at this moment.

"The gods and spirits contained in that feather garment are very thin. You suppress him for a while."

Zhang Ruochen called out the tripod and urged it to move the tripod, and then smashed the tripod against the famous sword god.

On the tripod body, the original divine light is gorgeous, and the ancient pictures and texts appear, colliding with the dark patterns of the gods on the net.

There was a stalemate for a moment, and the gods of the heavens were penetrated.

The earth tripod fell heavily, and the famous sword **** swung his sword out.

The swords and tripods struck each other, like two metal mountains colliding.

Withstanding such a huge force, the famous sword **** actually blocked it, and the physical strength was simply tyrannical to the limit below the limit.

But that sub-divine level supreme holy weapon war sword couldn't stop it, and there was a crack with a "pop".

The famous sword **** mobilized the power of the black wings, and slapped it out with one palm with his other hand, hitting the cauldron.

"Boom!"

The tripod was blown off.

"The so-called Jiuding is nothing more than that."

The famous sword **** was suddenly alert, and his eyes caught Zhang Ruochen beside him. The world of the gods under his feet was constantly unfolding, but Zhang Ruochen was stepping on it again and again.

Zhang Ruochen split out the divine sword in his hand and fell heavily on the right shoulder of the famous sword god.

The black feathers flickered and the divine sword could not enter.

However, the viscera in the famous sword **** was shattered, the blood poured out from his mouth, and his body fell down rapidly.

The **** of Xiuchen was willing to let go of such a good opportunity, driving the sundial to fly over, hitting the chest of the famous sword god.

The sound of bone breaking sounded, and the sword god's chest collapsed inward.

"Stripping!"

On the sundial, light spines flew out and stabbed into the body of the famous sword god.

Xiuchen Celestial God finally showed the strength that Celestial God should have, and with the ultimate secret technique, he pulled out the black feather clothes that had been planted into the body of the famous Sword God little by little.

The sword **** wanted to break free, but was attacked by the soul of the **** of Xiuchen, and his consciousness was difficult to condense.

"boom!"

Zhang Ruochen stepped on the ground tripod and fell from the sky, suppressing it to the head of the famous sword god. The barren ancient world on the tripod body fell off and manifested into a world of light and shadow, making it difficult for the famous sword **** to move.

There is even more original power, which turns into shock waves, constantly falling on the famous sword god, attacking his body and will.

"Don't pay attention to the ancient **** of plough marks, and help me suppress the spiritual will of the famous sword god." Zhang Ruochen worried that the famous sword **** would explode to the source of the gods and spread the voice to the princess.

It is not easy to completely refine and kill a Taixu Ancient God, and it cannot be done in a short time.

The princess goddess turned into a cloud of blood fog, and temporarily suppressed the ancient **** of plow marks, and then flew to the top of the light and shadow of the barren ancient world, suppressing the spiritual will of the famous sword **** with spiritual power.

The famous sword **** was bleeding from his whole body, and his mouth let out a long, unwilling scream.

With Xitian Yuyi, he could have been invincible under boundlessness, but he encountered several abnormal opponents in the first battle.

A former deity whose soul is close to immeasurable, a demon who has cultivated a first-grade divine way, even the weakest one is the peak of the 84th-order spiritual power.

The black feathers on his body were pulled out by Xiuchen's secret technique, and every one was bloody.

"Junior, now you know the methods of the gods, right?"

The **** of Xiuchen took away the dense black feathers and suppressed it in the sundial. The snow-white and crystal clear five fingers shot out and beat the body of the famous sword **** into a skeleton form.

Xiu Chen Tianshen continued to shoot, and one supernatural power fell.

The famous sword **** who lost his black feather clothes and suffered heavy injuries was not at all an opponent of Xiuchen Heavenly God. Without blocking a few blows, the sword in his hand was completely shattered.

"Aren't you crazy in the Dark Triangle Star Territory? That's what you can do?"

"The so-called infinite kendo is number one, may it block the unparalleled supernatural power of the god?"

"It's too slow. It seems that the true famous sword **** has already fallen when he lost the magic sword and the profound meaning of swordsmanship."

Every time the **** of Xiuchen hits a famous sword god, he will issue a soul torture, which hurts a lot and is very insulting.

Zhang Ruochen had already put away the tripod, standing by and watching the battle, frowning slightly, feeling that Xiuchen had a strong vengeance mentality, and if she got out of control in the future, she might be transferred to deal with herself.

It can be imagined how frustrated the famous sword **** at this moment, the physical pain is enough, and the wound in his heart is torn apart by the **** of Xiuchen again and again.

In this area where the Yasha Ancestor Temple is located, the battle has ended, and the Lord of the Soul World of Huang Daozi has been suppressed.

Master Yuling Shenxu Wenzhi Limo came to Zhang Ruochen's side and bowed his hands slightly.

In the past, although Zhang Ruochen was the lord of Xinghuantian, in their eyes, he was only a junior after all. But just now, the combat power that Zhang Ruochen showed was so amazing that even the famous sword **** who controlled the power of the heavens could not stop it.

This is truly the first person under the limit!

"The strength shown by Xiuchen~lightnovelpub.net~ is very close to those who have entered infinitely. The famous sword **** is in her hands, and there is no power to fight back at all." Xu asked.

Zhang Ruochen heard the reminder in his words to make himself beware of Xiuchen.

After a long while, the famous sword **** was beaten into a pile of blood mist and broken bones by the **** of Xiuchen, and handed it to Zhang Ruochen.

"Famous Sword God has a very strong cultivation base. If he can absorb his spirit, the original **** will be able to truly return to the immeasurable level soon." Xiuchen Tianshen showed expectation.

The blood mist and broken bones of the famous sword **** wanted to reconsolidate his divine body, but Zhang Ruochen suppressed it under the Shaoyang Sacred Mountain.

Zhang Ruochen directly ignored Xiuchen Tianshen, looked at Princess Shenyu, and said, "Shall we ask Tianjun's secret place now? Don't worry, there are trustworthy monks present."

Princess Shenyu nodded and took the lead to fly out.

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