Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ruochen moved his finger forward and used a sword intention to control Shen Yuan's ancient sword to fly out. ¡ÌNet
"Pfft."
Shen Yuan's ancient sword penetrated Tong Dong's eyebrows, bringing out a large amount of blood, and then flew out from the back of his head.
With a bang, Tong Dong's body fell down.
As soon as he stepped onto the arena, he turned into a dead man.
Everyone present was stunned and their jaws dropped to the ground.
Originally, everyone thought that Tong Dong would be able to kill Zhang Ruochen, but who would have thought that Zhang Ruochen would actually have the power to kill the Half-Saint?
"That'sa mental attack. It turns out that Zhang Ruochen is still a powerful half-saint with mental power. No wonder he dares to use the Qianwen Destruction Power. Sure enough, he still has a trump card."
"Zhang Ruochen is really difficult to deal with."
The semi-saints from the Ministry of War all looked at each other, no one dared to take action easily.
After all, no one knows how strong Zhang Ruochen¡¯s mental power is? ?Wan trillion eyes stared at the talented lady of the holy book and said: "The talented lady is a saint of spiritual power. You should be able to see the strength of Zhang Ruochen's mental power, right?"
The Holy Book Talented Girl's expression did not change, and she did not give an exact answer to Wan Zhaoyi, saying: "In order to deal with a first-order semi-saint, the Ministry of War not only lost its reputation, but also lost three powerful generals in a row. Is this how King Wan Tian dealt with Zhang Ruochen? "
Wan Zhiyi could feel the dissatisfaction of the talented woman with a holy book, and couldn't help but frowned.
To be honest, he didn¡¯t think there was anything wrong with his methods. The only mistake he made was that he underestimated Zhang Ruochen's strength.
Of course, the attitude of the talented woman with holy books still made him feel some pressure. After all, the Holy Book Talent is the closest celebrity around the Queen. Not only that, she also has an extraordinary influence on the entire Confucianism and Taoism.
????????????????????????????????? It would be really troublesome for the talented lady of the Holy Book to participate in a performance of one of his books in front of the Queen.
Behind Wan Zhiyi, Jian Kongzi immediately spoke out and said: "Your Majesty, if you let me take action, I will definitely take down Zhang Ruochen's rank."
With billions of eyes, he glanced at Jian Kongzi, then took out a diamond from his sleeve and handed it to him.
"If you make another mistake, I will take the lives of your nine tribes." Wan Zhaoyi said.
Jian Kongzi took the walnut-sized diamond, but it felt extremely heavy, as if it was holding a mountain. Even the half-saint's arm could not hold it.
"No. 347 of "Thousand Patterns of Sacred Artifacts", King Kongzi." Jian Kongzi was secretly surprised.
The king of heaven actually handed over all the diamonds to him. It can be seen that in this battle, he must be foolproof and never fail again.
The eyebrows of the talented woman with a holy book were slightly condensed, and she became worried about Zhang Ruochen.
After all, she could clearly see that Zhang Ruochen's mental strength was only at the forty-sixth level, and there was no way he could stop the Jian Kongzi at the seventh-level semi-saint realm.
The talented woman with the holy book was even more conflicted in her heart, but she had no choice but to restrain the fluctuations of the holy heart as much as possible to avoid being noticed by Trillions.
When Zhang Ruochen saw Jian Kongzi on the fighting stage, he didn't panic at all and remained quite calm.
Because he still has a trump card, which is the relic.
At this point, the only way to solve the murderous situation in front of us is to unlock the third layer of seals on the relic.
By unlocking the third layer of seals, Zhang Ruochen can gain saint-level combat power in a short period of time, which is naturally more than enough to deal with Jian Kongzi.
"The only thing is that there is some waste. If he encounters a desperate situation in the future, he will have no external power to borrow and can only rely on his own strength to solve it.
Jian Kongzi glanced at Zhang Ruochen opposite him and shook his head gently. For a top swordsman like him, killing a seriously injured first-order semi-saint is not really a sense of accomplishment.
However, killing Zhang Ruochen would definitely result in a large amount of military merit and rewards, which he looked forward to very much.
Just before Jian Kongzi was about to take action, a white sword light flew from the sky.
"Wow¡ª¡ª"
The sword energy was like a dazzling light, passing through the void and tearing apart the formations around the arena.
As soon as a figure was seen, a tall woman wearing a purple dress was already standing in the center of the arena, separating Zhang Ruochen and Jian Kongzi.
There was an extremely powerful holy light coming out of the purple-clothed woman, so few people could see her true form clearly.
Even the half-saints from the Ministry of War present could only see a graceful girl.At this moment, Wang Jie and a large group of Zhenyu Ancient Clan members could not bear the tyrannical holy power, and they all knelt on the ground.
Wang Jie¡¯s whole body was covered with beads of sweat. It was only now that he truly realized how terrifying Ling Feiyu¡¯s cultivation was.
In his heart, he felt quite regretful. If he had known earlier, he should have followed his father's advice and not provoke Ling Feiyu.
"Feiyu Sword Master, calm down." Wang Beilie, the leader of the Zhenyu Ancient Clan, wearing a mysterious suit, flew over from a distance and landed next to Wang Jie.
Seeing his father appear, Wang Jie immediately showed joy: "Father"
However, before Wang Jie could shout out, Wang Bei Lie's palm print had already been punched out, hitting Wang Jie on the face, causing Wang Jie to roll twice in the air before falling to the ground with a bang.
Wang Beili¡¯s slap was so cruel that it shattered Wang Jie¡¯s left cheekbone, leaving half of his face covered in blood.
Wang Jie lay on the ground and said tremblingly: "Father, you"
"Shut up, you traitor, how dare you be so disrespectful to Feiyu Sword Master, I must kill you today."
A ball of holy fire appeared in the palm of Wang Beilie's hand, and a powerful wave of holy energy spread out in all directions.
If this slap is continued, Wang Jie may really be killed.
However, before Wang Beili¡¯s palm could be struck out, a group of elders from the Zhenyu Ancient Clan rushed over and stopped him.
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(To explain, my child had a high fever yesterday. He slept for three hours the night before, got up at 5:30 in the morning, went back to his hometown, and then returned to the hospital in Chengdu from his hometown. He went back and forth and had no time to write.
I didn¡¯t go home until 10 o¡¯clock in the evening. After eating in a hurry, my head was so dizzy and painful that I couldn¡¯t hold on, so I squinted for two hours. I woke up at two in the morning to write it, stayed up all night, and finally finished it!
To be honest, for writers like us who are very slow in coding, it is really painful. If something happens, the update will be unstable.
I overestimated myself in the past, so I won¡¯t promise any more updates in the future. Anyway, I will try my best to maintain two chapters a day. Tomorrow's update is probably not stable and will be late. ) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com