Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ruochen's fingers moved forward, using a sword intention to control Shen Yuan's ancient sword to fly out.

"Well."

The ancient sword of Shen Yuan penetrated through Dongdong's eyebrow, brought out a large piece of blood, and flew from the back of his head.

With a bang, the corpse of Dong Dong fell.

As soon as he got on the gladiator platform, he became a dead man.

Everyone was stunned and their chins fell to the floor.

Everyone originally thought that Luo Dong would surely be able to kill Zhang Ruochen, but who can think that Zhang Ruochen still has the power to fight against the deities?

"It was ... a mental attack. It turned out that Zhang Ruochen was still a powerful spiritual power semi-sacred. No wonder he dared to use Qianwen to destroy the power, and sure enough he had a hole card."

"Zhang Ruochen, it is really difficult to deal with."

All the semi-holy soldiers in the Ministry of War looked at each other, and no one dared to take it easily.

After all, no one knows how strong Zhang Ruochen's mental power is? ? Ten trillions of eyes, staring at the holy book talented girl, said: "Master female is a spiritual master, should you be able to see Zhang Ruochen's mental strength?"

The sacred girl's look remained unchanged, and she did not answer the trillion trillion exactly, saying: "In order to deal with a first-order semi-sage, not only did the Ministry of Defense lose its reputation, but it also lost three titans. This is how Wantian King dealt with Zhang Ruochen? "

The trillions could feel the dissatisfaction of the talented lady in the Holy Book and frowned.

To be honest, he didn't feel that there was any problem with his own means. The only mistake was that he underestimated Zhang Ruochen's strength.

Of course, the attitude of the sacred girl still made him feel some pressure. After all, the talented lady is the closest celebrity around the queen. Not only that, but the talented lady also has an extraordinary influence throughout Confucianism and Taoism.

It would be really troublesome if the talented sage of the Holy Book was present in the presence of the Queen.

Behind the trillion trillion, Jian Kongzi uttered immediately, saying: "Master, let me take the shot, and I must take down Zhang Ruochen's first class."

With a trillion gaze, he glanced at Jian Kongzi, and then took out a diamond from his sleeve and gave it to him.

"If you make another mistake, the king will take your nine races." Trillion trillion.

Jian Kongzi took the walnut-sized diamond, but felt extremely heavy, as if holding a mountain, even some of the arms of the half-sacred, could not hold it.

"The Thousand Patterns of Saintly Artifacts" is the 347th place, King Kong. "Jian Kongzi secretly startled.

The King of Heaven handed him all the diamonds. From this we can see that in this battle, he must be foolproof, and he must not fail again.

The talented girl's eyebrows froze slightly, worried for Zhang Ruochen.

After all, she can clearly see that Zhang Ruochen's mental strength is only forty-sixth level, and it is impossible to block the sword void in the seventh- and semi-sacred state.

The heart of the sacred book is more contradictory, but there is no alternative but to restrain the fluctuation of the sacred heart as much as possible, so as not to be detected by trillions.

Zhang Ruochen saw Jian Kongzi ascending the gladiator platform, but was not panic-stricken, still quite calm.

Because he still has a hole card, that is relic.

Until now, only the third layer of the relic of the relic can be unlocked, and the killing can be solved.

Unraveling the third layer of seal, Zhang Ruochen can gain the saint-level combat power in a short time, which is naturally more than rubbing against Jian Kongzi.

It is just that there is some waste. In the future, when he encounters despair, he will no longer have external power to borrow, but can only rely on his own strength to solve it.

Jian Kongzi stared at the opposite Zhang Ruochen and shook his head gently. For a top sword repairman like him, killing a badly wounded first-order semi-sage is really not a sense of accomplishment.

However, by killing Zhang Ruochen, he would definitely be able to obtain a large amount of military power and rewards.

Just before Jian Kongzi was ready to shoot, a white sword light flew from the sky.

"Wow--"

Sword Qi, like a dazzling light, penetrated through the void, tearing apart the formations around the gladiator platform.

I saw the figure flash, and a tall woman in a purple dress was already standing in the center of the gladiator platform, separating Zhang Ruochen from Jian Kongzi.

On the body of the woman in purple, there was an extremely strong beam of holy light, so few people could see her true body clearly.

Even the semi-sacred soldiers in the presence of the soldiers could only see a graceful figure, a moving silhouette, crystal clear snow skin, and a lilac veil on their faces.

Both the trillion trillion and the talented sages are also stunned. After all, the defensive formations around the gladiator platform are connected to the central altar. Even with the cultivation of the two of them, it is difficult to break.

The woman in the purple clothing, however, used only one sword to tear up the defensive formation. The powerful practice was really appalling.

The sage talents knew the strong among the world and knew the identity of the woman in purple quickly.

What made her even more curious was that the Ziyi woman was so aloof, and she was a legendary woman who was above the earth. How could she rescue Zhang Ruochen?

The woman in purple is naturally the master of the sacred maiden's palace, Ling Feiyu.

Ling Feiyu's star eyes, with a cold chill, said: "The people in your army are really more and more prestigious. They dared to break into the ancient jail of the prison to kill people. It really is your imperial imperial elder, Is it just a piece of waste paper? "

Every word spoken by Ling Feiyu was like a punch, hitting Jian Kongzi's chest, shaking Jian Kongzi back.

Jian Kongzi retreated to the edge of the gladiator platform, couldn't hold it anymore, and half-knelt on the ground, spit out blood.

Trillion trillion naturally also guessed the identity of the woman in purple, so stood up and yelled out: "Predecessor Ling, the emperor of the emperor, the king has always kept in mind, how dare to violate? This is not the Ministry of Defense and Zhang Ruochen The contradiction is the personal enmity between them. After discussions between the two sides, they finally decided to go to the gladiator battle.

Ling Feiyu's eyes stared at Wan trillion, revealing an unhappy expression, saying: "In the ancient people of Zhenli, is there a place for you to talk?"

10 trillion and Ling Feiyu each belong to the pinnacle of an era, deterring a generation. One has been the king in the last 100 years and is undefeated in all battles. The other swept the world three hundred years ago, and no one can fight.

Of course, trillion trillion is not just a hundred years of practice, he has entered the Tianlun Seal practice four times before and after. Adding four times, he practiced in the seal of the sky for more than a hundred years.

There is indeed a big gap between the two of them, but trillion trillion is also a very proud person and naturally will not bow to Ling Feiyu.

With trillions of arms on his back, the blue dragon armor on his body exudes eye-catching blue brilliance, straight into the sky, condensing into a huge blue dragon, coiled on his body.

He said: "Senior Ling's words were bad, and now the ancient people of Zhenli and the imperial court have joined forces to deal with the undead blood. In this ancient city of Zhen, there is naturally a place for the king."

Ling Feiyu's gaze stared at the trillion trillion, saying: "Since you know, the undead blood tribe is entangled in Yuanfu. Then, the enemy now should combine all the forces that can be combined to deal with the strong enemy, but why the Ministry of War is still Regarding personal personal revenge, self-harm and strong soldiers? You juniors who ignore the overall situation, do not know if the empress has looked away, so that you can sit on the title of King of Heaven? "

Upon hearing Ling Feiyu's words, trillion trillion eyelids jumped, his eyes flickered, but he could not refute.

Zhang Ruochen stood aside, glanced at Ling Feiyu, admired secretly, I did not expect the maiden's chief, not only the sword skill Tongxuan, but also his kung fu.

No one of the sages of the Gospel is a fuel-efficient lamp.

"Elder Swordmaster, Zhang Ruochen is a lurker of the undead blood tribe. This is everyone who wins. If you favor him so much, you will not only offend the soldiers, but also make the ancient members of the town prison to misunderstand you.

The speaker is Wang Ye.

Wang Yan had a deep grudge against Ling Feiyu. At this moment, the soldiers backed up, so he naturally jumped out and attacked Ling Feiyu with words.

However, he failed to see the situation clearly, thinking that the Ministry of Defense could calm Ling Feiyu.

But I do n’t know. Even trillions of yuan are trying to restrain their anger as much as possible, without provoking Ling Feiyu.

However, he jumped out and threatened Ling Feiyu with the soldiers and the members of Zhengu Ancient Tribe, wasn't he trying to die?

Sure enough, Ling Feiyu wasn't very good-tempered. When he heard Wang Xi ’s words, his eyes became quite cold, saying: "You ancient people in the prison, if you haven't protected the sword holders who haven't grown up, just give up Saint is too lazy to pay attention, anyway, after Xuan Ling Sword Master returns, he will slowly calculate this account with you. But, what kind of thing do you dare to threaten this Saint? "

"Boom."

Ling Feiyu's body was flooded with tens of thousands of electric lights, centered on the gladiator platform, with a radius of hundreds of miles, completely turning into a sea of ​​thunder and lightning.

At this moment, she was obviously quite angry, and the magnificent Shengwei swarmed over Wang Xi.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, Wang Xi and a large group of Zhenzhen ancient people could not bear the mighty sacred power, all kneeling on the ground.

The sweat pores flowed out of Wang Ye's pores. Until now, he really realized how terrible Ling Feiyu's cultivation was.

In his heart, he was quite regretful. He knew that he should follow his father's advice and should not provoke Ling Feiyu.

"Feiyu Swordmaster, rest in anger." Wang Zhenlie, the patriarch of the Zhenyu ancient clan, dressed in a black suit, flew over from a distance and landed next to Wang Yan.

Seeing his father's appearance, Wang Yan immediately showed his joy: "Father ..."

It was just that Wang Ye hadn't shouted out yet. Wang Beilie's palm prints had been punched out, hit Wang Ye's face, and beat Wang Ye in the air two times before rolling to the ground.

With this slap of Wang Beilie's slap, he ruthlessly smashed the left cheekbone of Wang Xi, and half of his face was blurred with flesh and blood.

Wang Yan lay on the ground and said with trembling, "Father, you ..."

"Shut up, you inverse, dare to be so disrespectful to Feiyu Swordmaster, my husband must kill you today."

The palm of Wang Beilie's palm ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ A flame of fire, a strong holy wave, spread to the Quartet.

If this slap continues, I am afraid that Wang Zhenzhen will be killed.

However, Wang's sorrowful palms had not yet been hit, and a group of old people from the Zhenzhen ancient rushed over to stop him.

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(Explain that the child had a high fever yesterday. He slept for three hours the night before. He got up at 5:30 in the morning and went back to his hometown. Then he went back and forth from his hometown to the hospital in Chengdu. He had no time to code.

I didn't go home until 10pm. I hurriedly ate a meal, and my head was so dizzy that I couldn't keep it, and I stunned for two hours. I wrote it at two in the morning, stayed up all night, and finally finished writing!

Honestly, it's really painful for our authors who have very slow codewords. With a little bit of things, the update will be unstable.

I used to overestimate myself so I wo n’t make any promises to update. I will try to keep two chapters a day anyway. Tomorrow's update is estimated to be unstable, and it will be relatively late. ) (To be continued.)