For a moment, Wanji suppressed the evil pressure of death and sealed it on his right arm, unable to invade the viscera and air.

Wan Ji's right arm was very stiff and could not move, but the sacred spirit released from his body was still quite arrogant. He walked towards Zhang Ruochen step by step, and said with an angry smile: "Good boy, you are really good. In the battlefield of the market, the king has not encountered such a danger, but almost planted it in your hands. "

Zhang Ruochen raised his sword, slowly stood up, smiled, and said, "What about it, am I not defeated?"

Wanji saw the smile on Zhang Ruochen's face and felt quite displeased. Obviously his practice far surpassed the opponent, but he could not deter the opponent.

Did Zhang Ruochen think that his right arm was temporarily unusable and he became a waste?

If so, he has to wonder if Zhang Ruochen is too arrogant.

In his practice, just be careful and don't repeat the same mistakes. Even with one hand, you can easily clean up Zhang Ruochen.

Han Yan's hands were pulled tightly together, and he felt sorry for Zhang Ruochen. It was just a great opportunity just now. He could just kill the strong man in the Ministry of Defense.

However, the other party's response speed was too fast to escape the disaster.

As a result, Zhang Ruochen fell into passive again, and even ... has no power to fight back. Because the other party will never make the same mistake again.

...

Outside the city of Shentai City, a gray-haired old man and a middle-aged man in a red robe stood at the top of a maple tree, looking towards the direction of the city.

The middle-aged man, who is about forty years old, has soft eyes but exudes a majestic spirit, saying: "This son has not yet entered the semi-sacred realm, and can fight with Wanji in such a situation. It is rare. However, he should have also exhausted all his strength. If we don't take another shot, I am afraid he will die in the hands of Wanji. "

The gray-haired old man's eyes seemed extremely deep, and his voice was hoarse: "No hurry, I see that kid's expression is very calm, and there should be a backhand."

"Is there a second hand?"

The middle-aged man frowned, and said, "Wan Ji is one of the commanders of the Leopard Army. Even in the military department, he is a well-known figure. Even if the boy has a second hand, can he defeat him?"

"Look again, look again." The white-haired old lady smiled.

Below the white-haired old man and the middle-aged man lies a comatose man, Cao Gu, one of the two powerful warriors under Wanji.

Beside Cao Gu, there is also a Diwu Shengguang Cannon.

These two people are really powerful. They can knock down a semi-sacred man silently and silently, and even a strong man like Wanji is unaware of it.

It's really curious, who are they?

Shentai City.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head gently and sighed: "The gap between repairs is too big, even if you don't accept defeat."

"If you had such an awakening already, you would capture it, and the king would not be determined to kill you. Unfortunately, you regret it now, and it is too late."

Wanji no longer concealed his murderous spirit, and the voice of speaking also carried a strong chill.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, "I have no regrets, but I have to use the hands of outsiders to clean up you, so I am a bit sorry. If my cultivation has broken through to the semi-sacred realm, how good?"

Hearing this, Wanji froze slightly.

At this moment, he saw a picture scroll flying out of Zhang Ruochen's brows and floating in mid-air.

A black ghost cloud emerged from the scroll, exuding a sense of anger.

In the center of that cloud of ghosts, stood a woman with a very beautiful appearance, wearing a long coat, and outlined a very proud figure.

But her eyes were extremely cold.

Even Wanji trembled when she saw her eyes.

"Ghost King."

Wanji's eyes widened, his face became quite pale, and even his legs began to tremble.

Zhang Ruochen sighed and said, "If it is absolutely necessary, I really don't want to invite her out."

Zhang Ruochen is telling the truth from his heart. Even though the Blood Moon Ghost King has been loyal to him, he doesn't like it, and if anything happens, the Blood Moon Ghost King will help him to solve it. If so, he will lose the ability to deal with danger.

However, his words, while listening to Wanji's ears, were rather harsh.

Wanji felt that Zhang Ruochen was teasing him completely, and there was a ghost king beside him, who was completely invincible, but also deliberately pretended to be quite strenuous to fight him. Not teasing what?

The Blood Moon Ghost King was very indifferent, and said, "Zhang Ruochen, is the person you want me to deal with? Will it be too weak?"

Wanji glanced at the Blood Moon Ghost King, his face flushed, and said, "Zhang Ruochen, if your life is too big, the King will let you go today. However, you must not think that if a ghost king shelters you, you will be lawless. ? ”Wanji took out a roll of imperial edict and injected the Holy Spirit into it.

"Oh!"? The power of the imperial envelops Wanji, turning it into a white streamer, and in a flash, it rushed out of the city of Shentai.

Zhang Ruochen frowned, staring at the Blood Moon Ghost King, and said, "Why not hold him down?"

The Blood Moon Ghost King said lightly: "I have come forward to scare him out, what do you want me to do?" Seeing the blood Moon Ghost King's expression of "have the ability, you bit me", Zhang Ruochen was very speechless.

Obviously, Zhang Ruochen's use of intimidation and temptation to convince her at first really made her quite dissatisfied. Fortunately, they still have something to use each other, so they can maintain a very delicate relationship.

Unless Zhang Ruochen's practice can surpass her, otherwise, I'm afraid she can't completely subdue her.

The Blood Moon Ghost King didn't dare to offend Zhang Ruochen too much, so he said, "Furthermore, the imperial edict that the man possessed contained extremely powerful divine power, and it broke out faster than me in an instant. I am afraid there is only a 50% chance that he can be left. "

People from different realms, the decree promulgated, and the strength of the sacred power are naturally different.

The decree of Wanji is written by a saint who is stronger than the Blood Moon Ghost King. If he wants to flee, even if the Blood Moon Ghost King wants to leave him, it will not be easy.

Just then, outside the city of Shentai City, Wanji screamed.

"what happened?"

Zhang Ruochen was quite surprised. Wang Ji hadn't been taken away, why was he still nearby?

The blood moon ghost king's eyes stared out of the city of Shentai City, revealing a dignified expression, saying: "Someone intercepted him."? "Alas."

The Blood Moon Ghost King and Zhang Ruochen rushed out one after another, soon rushed out of the city, and came to a forest full of fallen leaves.

At this moment, Wanji was kneeling on the ground, trembling, looking at the white-haired old man standing in front of him with extremely frightened eyes.

Beside him was a broken scroll of imperial edicts.

Wanji kept hoeing and said, "I'm sorry, I'm wrong. I shouldn't offend your old man. Please be kind to your old man and spare me once ... in the future ..."

The white-haired old lady did not look at him, but just stretched out a finger and moved forward, hitting Wang Ji's brows.

"Snapped!"

A bang.

Wanji's body was cracked like ceramics, turned into pieces of crystal clear, and fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Ruochen felt a little suffocated.

Who is the old man with white hair and how can he frighten Wanji to kneel on the ground and scratch his head? When Wang Ji saw the Blood Moon Ghost King, he was not so afraid.

Moreover, the killing method of the white-haired old woman is also extremely weird.

At the moment of killing the opponent, he even refined the opponent's body into an energy crystal. The shards of crystals on the ground are enough to compare with holy stones.

"Baohuang * Gong, are you a demon?" Zhang Ruochen's eyes were quite condensed.

Bahuang * Gong is the top method of demonism. Cultivating it to a very high level can transform everything in the world into crystals.

Once the soul becomes a crystal, nature means death.

The Blood Moon Ghost King stood beside Zhang Ruochen, his eyes were extremely cold, staring at the white-haired old man and the middle-aged man opposite. Especially the white-haired old lady, she also felt that she could not see through, and was definitely a relatively dangerous person.

The white-haired old lady gathered up the whispered crystal fragments, carefully looked at Zhang Ruochen, nodded, and said hoarsely, "You actually know the Bahuang * gong, should Xingling tell you?"

The white-haired and old-fashioned are very old. Each hair is like white crystals, and their eyes are like two black holes, completely absorbing the surrounding light and heat.

Mu Lingxi and Han Yan also rushed out of the city and hurried over.

When Mu Lingxi saw the white-haired old man and the middle-aged man, Jiao's body shook slightly, and she immediately lowered her head and walked carefully.

She bowed down to salute the two, and said, "See Master, see ... Father."

The middle-aged man is Yun Ling, Mu Lingxi's father. Yun Yan's eyes fell on Mu Lingxi's body, revealing a very severe look, saying: "Not yet kneeling?"

Mu Lingxi bit her lip tightly ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ her eyes were extremely stubborn, and she did not even look up to look at the middle-aged man on the opposite side, saying, "I did not make a mistake, why should I kneel?"

At this moment, Mu Lingxi's expression is in stark contrast to the usual smile-like appearance. Zhang Ruochen's heart guessed that Mu Lingxi's relationship with her father might not be so harmonious.

Yun Yan snorted coldly, and said, "Dare you say that you did not make a mistake? What did you do at the Jiezi Banquet? The Son of God wrote a letter in person and gave it to me, so that I can discipline you well."

Mu Lingxi's eyes were sharp, and he said, "If he has the ability, he will directly sue the Night Palace and let the night messenger come to judge me?"

"The Son of God has not accused the Night Palace, but he has left a feeling for the Mu family, do you still wonder?"

Yun Yan's eyes widened, shaking with anger, raising one arm, he was about to fan Mu Muxi.

...

(Mu Lingxi does not have the same surname as his father, it is not a bug, and will be explained later.)