Under the control of Zhang Ruochen, nearly Qiangan Bingjian turned into a beam of light, soaring into the sky, leaving a sword path, stabbing to Emperor Yi. ∏∈,

Emperor Yi took a cyan elixir into his mouth and began to recover his vitality.

At the same time, he no longer performed ghost-level swordsmanship, but relied on a powerful holy body to make a claw mark, constantly crushed the ice sword, and rushed towards Zhang Ruochen.

He decided to make a quick decision and couldn't give Zhang Ruochen a chance to consume his energy.

"Wow!"

Until rushing to Zhang Ruochen, Emperor Yi finally mobilized Qi and injected the black dragon ghost claw.

A pair of fist gloves emerged from the black brilliance, becoming like two black dragon claws, and drew towards Zhang Ruochen's abdomen.

"Diyi, you think you're fighting close, I must be worse than you?"

Zhang Ruochen's body moved to the right one side, avoiding the paw prints of Di Yi, and at the same time, he slammed on the left shoulder of Di Yi.

"Oh!"

The congenital magic flickered violently, and the emperor stepped back two steps. In the palm just now, Zhang Ruochen almost clicked to break Emperor's defense.

Di Yi was very angry. "Zhang Ruochen's speed is really faster than me."

Now, Emperor Yi is almost certain that Zhang Ruochen must have reached the extreme state of the polar region. To him, this is a rather unfavorable information.

Reaching the extreme state means that Zhang Ruochen attracts "resonance with the gods."

The resonance of the gods can allow the warrior to gain unimaginable benefits, thereby bridging the gap between the non-holy body and the holy body.

"Oh!"

Zhang Ruochen exhibited his speed again, appeared behind Di Yi, and slashed his sword, slicing towards Di Yi's back cervical spine.

"Wow!"

The white bone sword embedded in Emperor Yi's spine flew out automatically, like a bone whip, and struck Shen Yuan's ancient sword.

The power of the tenth-order real martial arts weapon bursts out, and it is far from comparable to the ninth-order real martial arts weapon. Every time Shen Yuan's ancient sword collided with it, Zhang Ruochen felt that his chest was hit by a rock, and his whole body was sore and cracked.

However, Zhang Ruochen still insisted, and continued to wield his sword.

Almost in a breathing time, Zhang Ruochen chopped out more than eighty swords in a row, and each sword exerted its best efforts.

Jianguang fell like a torrential rain, colliding with a white bone sword, and making a "chirping" sound.

Emperor Yi did not turn around, but controlled the white bone sword, constantly resisting Zhang Ruochen's attack, and laughed out: "Zhang Ruochen, you just have a broken sword, and you want to compete with my tenth-order real sword weapon level ? "

Suddenly, Di Yi's face changed, because he heard a crackling sound from behind.

I only heard a "snap".

When Zhang Ruochen split the 103rd sword, he finally cut off the white bone sword.

"No ... no, how can you ..."

Emperor Yi felt a hot pain coming from his back, and a heat flow ran down his neck, soaking Emperor Yi's robe.

That's blood.

The last sword of Zhang Ruochen not only cut off the white bone sword, but also slashed on Diyi's neck, leaving an inch deep wound, cutting off the muscles of the cervical spine, exposing the bones.

Although he cut off the white bone sword, Zhang Ruochen was also wounded by the sword energy of the bone sword.

Shen Yuan's ancient sword is indeed extremely sharp, but after all, it is only a ninth-order real martial arts weapon, and its power is far less than that of the white bone sword. It was only with the sharpness that the white bone sword was continuously chopped to cut the white bone sword.

In the previous battle, the sword qi erupted from the white bone sword left dozens of sword qi scars on Zhang Ruochen's arms. Blood was flowing from his arms, his flesh was blurred, and the blood in his arms was cut in half.

Originally, the sword just now, Zhang Ruochen wanted to cut off Di Yi's neck.

When Shen Yuan's ancient sword collided with the bones of Emperor Yi, the bones emitted colorful lights, blocking the sword.

A closer look revealed that Diyi's bones were not white, but multicolored.

From this we can judge that Emperor Yi has cultivated the "Five Elements Eucharist".

"The bones of the Eucharist are really not comparable to ordinary martial arts."

The strength of the skeletal body is no less than that of the semi-holy.

It was with hard bones that Emperor Yi escaped once.

Zhang Ruochen did not succeed in a sword, and immediately attacked again, transporting his qi to the meridians of his legs, kicking him on the back of Diyi.

"Oh!"

A strong impact force hit the back. Emperor Yi felt the pain in his five internal organs. His body seemed to make a "click" sound, a sweet throat, and a mouthful of blood spit out of his mouth.

As soon as Emperor flew out, the pain in his body made him vomit blood continuously. To be sure, his internal organs have been severely traumatized and may even be broken.

His eyes were dark and light-headed, as if he was going to pass out.

In the distance, everyone watching the battle was frightened.

All the warriors who felt that Emperor Yi would win are all surprised. "How could this be? How could Zhang Ruochen oppress Emperor Yi? The Eucharist's heart was so vulnerable?"

"It's not that the Eucharist's demon heart is not strong enough, but Zhang Ruochen is too against the sky. Didn't you find out that Zhang Ruochen's speed is faster than Di Yi? And Zhang Ruochen has also cultivated a sword heart, but Di Yi is not so profound. realm."

"Maybe ... Long Sheli was really obtained by Zhang Ruochen." Someone guessed so.

After hearing this, everyone was silent, and then nodded gently.

Without Long Sheli, Zhang Ruochen would definitely not be able to defeat the Eucharist.

This is the only reasonable explanation!

Even Lei Jing and Chen Yan also showed a solemn expression, because they also felt that Zhang Ruochen was likely to get the dragon relic, and inherited from the Buddha and the Golden Dragon.

Once the matter spreads, it will surely shake the world, and may even alarm the Wanfo Road and the high-level of the First Central Dynasty.

The nine emperors are inherited.

Lei Jing frowned, and said, "Today's battle, once spread out, Zhang Ruochen, the road ahead will be difficult!"

"It's not necessarily all bad for him," Chen Yi said.

Thunder nodded his head, his eyes showed a terrifying spirit, and said, "As long as I have a breath, I must take shelter of him. Whoever dares to touch him must pass me first."

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"No, I have the Eucharist, how can I be defeated by a nameless man in a remote country?"

Emperor Yi's heart almost collapsed and he was very reconciled.

He relied on his strong will to stabilize his body and prepare to fight back.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen descended from the sky, holding the sword in both hands, and splitting a waterfall-like sword qi, like a young sword fairy descending from above nine days.

Emperor Yi knew that in his current state, he would certainly not be able to block the sword.

"Zhang Ruochen, you forced me ..."

Emperor Yi's hands were brought together, and the eyebrows of the mark of the **** and military emerged. A small vortex was born centering on the mark of the **** and military. The vortex became larger and larger and swept Zhang Ruochen in.

Zhang Ruochen immediately controlled his body and looked towards the center of the whirlpool. It could be seen faintly that there was a crimson ancient seal floating in the depths of Diyi's brows.

That's ... it's a holy weapon.

Emperor Yi wanted to use the power of the sacred weapon, Zhang Ruochen's heart was a little surprised, and immediately displayed the shadow of the imperial flying dragon, ready to escape from the whirlpool.

The holy weapon, even if only a burst of power erupted, it is not that Zhang Ruochen can now resist.

"I want to escape, it's late! Haha!"

Emperor Yi's face was extremely embarrassed, and made a wild laugh.

The crimson ancient seal in his anger, flew out under the urging of qi, levitating above Zhang Ruochen's head.

Looking up, I saw that the ancient seal became more than thirty meters high, and the whole body burst into flames, slowly spinning over the sky, exuding an ancient majestic might.

The ancient red seal, which is more than thirty meters high, is as tall as ten-story buildings, and looks extremely huge. Zhang Ruochen stood under the ancient seal, like a little ant.

When Emperor Yi hit the holy weapon, Lei Jing and Chen Yan rushed towards Zhang Ruochen at the same time, preparing to rescue Zhang Ruochen.

However, the Qisha Xingshi rushed out, arranged a seven-star battle array, dragged them both.

"Two people, today, Zhang Ruochen will die under the sacred artifact, you can't save him." The purple wind star said coldly.

Lei Jing roared: "Emperor Yi is obviously not Zhang Ruochen's opponent. Even if he wins with a holy weapon, what is it?"

The purple wind star said: "As long as Zhang Ruochen dies, the young master is victory."

Lei Jing no longer talked nonsense, and immediately stimulated the bleeding **** shadow, condensed into a huge bull head **** shadow, and went to impact the seven-star battle formation.

"Zhang Ruochen, you can hold on and don't die under the sacred artifact."

The Seven-Star Battle Array fully connected the powers of the Seven Shakespeare, dragging Lei Jing and Chen Yan to death, not giving them the opportunity to rescue Zhang Ruochen.

"Zhang Ruochen, today I teach you a truth, the living is the king, the dead is the pirate. Everything should be over!"

Emperor laughed loudly, controlled the huge ancient seal, and suppressed it to Zhang Ruochen.

Emperor's face was full of pea-like sweat beads, his whole body was shaking, and the meridians burst out. Obviously, it is not an easy task to control holy objects.

At the same time, Zhang Ruochen immediately injected the Qi into Dragon Ball, inspiring the power of Dragon Ball.

"Wow!"

A layer of golden brilliance rushed out of Zhang Ruochen's body, like a huge golden dragon egg covering his body, even blocking the sacred artifact.

The use of the sacred weapon almost exhausted the true energy of the emperor in an instant, and even the blood in his body was burned.

One shot failed to kill Zhang Ruochen, and Emperor Yi never used the power of the holy weapon again.

"Why ...?" Emperor felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and he couldn't grasp the ancient seal.

In the end, the true energy of the emperor was completely exhausted.

"Oh!"

Losing strength and blessing, the ancient seal turned into a light spot and flew back to Di Yi's brows.

How could Zhang Ruochen miss such a good opportunity?

His forefinger and **** formed the sword tactics, performed the sword technique, mobilized Shen Yuan's ancient sword, and pierced Diyi's heart.

"Oh!"

The ancient sword of Shen Yuan turned into a streamer, penetrated the body of Emperor Yi's body, a sword penetrated Emperor Yi's heart, pierced the heart's arteries, and passed through the body, leaving a large blood hole in the mouth. A magic heart was dug out.

"Do not……"

Emperor Yi made a scream ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ and stretched out a hand, trying to catch the demon's heart.

Unfortunately, Emperor Yi's energy was exhausted, and even his vitality was greatly damaged. There was no energy but to watch the magic heart like a fireball fall into the water.

"Oh!"

The magic heart went into the water, and the whole water boiled, with bubbles popping up.

The change happened too suddenly. Obviously, the previous Emperor Yi still had the absolute upper hand, playing the holy weapon, and he could kill Zhang Ruochen by sight.

It was only a moment when the style of the painting changed, and Zhang Ruochen launched a counterattack under the crushing of the sacred artifact, not only seriously hurting Yiyi, but also digging out the magical heart of Yiyi.

Even the seven evil spirits who were still pinning Lei Jing and Chen Xuan were all holding on. The seven of them looked at Emperor Yi who fell from the sky in the distance.

The young master had cast his holy implements, but he still failed miserably.