As soon as the war was about to begin, the holy power of the saints was released and flooded the ancient city of Taiyin. ?
Although the Taiyin Ancient City¡¯s defensive formations were not activated, there were still many defensive formations in the city, and the human monks in the city hid in them one after another.
Yao Sheng flew out of the night, fell to the ground with a bang, and appeared behind Zhang Ruochen.
"Why does the Death Knight need to take action himself? I can kill him by myself." Yao Sheng said loudly.
In the battle at Moyou Valley, Yao Sheng fought against Zhang Ruochen and injured Zhang Ruochen.
He thought he had fully grasped Zhang Ruochen's true level and was confident enough to kill Zhang Ruochen.
Yao Sheng had just surrendered to the Death Knight and became a member of the Immortal Temple. In order to improve his status, he naturally wanted to make contributions.
Killing Zhang Ruochen is a great achievement.
"Ghost King Lock."
Yao Sheng opened his mouth and spit out a chain as thick as an arm, extending out like a long steel dragon.
In the Ghost King Lock, thousands of inscriptions emerged, exploding with thousands of lines of destructive power.
"Boom."
The chain carrying the destructive power failed to hit Zhang Ruochen, but it affected Qingfeng Saint who was flying in the air and hit his waist.
Qingfeng Saint was secretly startled. He quickly took out the sword formula and shouted softly: "Shan Zi Jue."
The holy sword on his back flew out from its sheath, trembling violently, forming tens of thousands of sword energy.
Those sword energy quickly gathered together and condensed into a five-finger sword mountain.
"Bang."
The Ghost King Lock shattered the sword mountain and struck Qingfeng Saint, causing Qingfeng Saint to plummet to the ground. The powerful impact turned a manor with neatly distributed pavilions and pavilions into ruins.
Qingfeng Saint's face was a little pale and his mouth was full of blood. He walked out of the ruins and stared at Yao Sheng in surprise: "They are both high-level Saints, is the difference so big?"
Qingfeng Saint is not considered weak among the Saints of the Upper Realm. However, how could he not be surprised when he and Yao Sheng were injured after just one blow?
Yao Sheng, as the deputy palace master of Youzi Tiangong, is very famous. Some of the older generation of semi-saints in Taiyin Ancient City recognized him.
"Yao Sheng actually took refuge in the Immortal Vampire Clan."
"It is said that Yao Sheng has two holy bodies, one male and one female. Once he takes action, he is like two saints in the upper realm. In the Xuanhuang realm, few people can compete with him."
"I didn't see that the Saint of Qingfeng could not block his attack. It is estimated that only the Saint of Xuanhuang Realm can suppress such a person."
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Yao Sheng did not pay attention to Saint Qingfeng. He only had Zhang Ruochen in his eyes. He took a step forward and rushed forward. He said with a deep smile: "You can hide pretty quickly. Let's see how long you can hide."
"Crash."
Under Yao Sheng¡¯s control, the Ghost King Lock flew out again, spinning rapidly to form nine circles with a diameter of three feet.
From the top of the Ghost King Lock, a ferocious human head protruded, as big as a millstone, appearing in the center of the nine chain circles, with green will-o'-the-wisps burning on it.
That is the head of a true saint, which contains the holy power of a true saint.
The power of this blow is much stronger than the one just now.
Saint Qingfeng took a deep breath and thought to himself, "Yao Sheng's fighting power is really terrifying. If he had hit this blow just now, I'm afraid I wouldn't have just suffered some minor injuries. Today, Zhang Ruochen may be in trouble." , only if the big shots from the Liang Yi Sect arrive earlier, maybe he can be saved."
No matter how strong Zhang Ruochen is, he is still too young and his level of cultivation is too low to compete with the upper-level saints.
The power emanating from the Ghost King Lock made countless human monks feel suffocated. No one believed that Zhang Ruochen could withstand it.
Perhaps because the alcohol was too strong, Zhang Ruochen was fearless when facing the Ghost King Suo and took the initiative to attack him.
"Ouch!"
"Roar!"
Zhang Ruochen raised his arms, and a huge shadow of a dragon and an elephant appeared, striking forward with both palms at the same time, and colliding with the will-o'-the-wisp's head.
Zhang Ruochen's palm force was extremely strong and powerful. He struck out dozens of palms in a row, causing the head of the will-o'-the-wisp and the ghost king's lock to fly back.
"How is it possible? How could his power be so strong?"
Yao Sheng was surprised and had some doubts. Is Zhang Ruochen actually Gu Linfeng?
At this moment, Zhang Ruochen was much more powerful than Gu Linfeng. He did not use the Ten Saint Blood Armor.; Qingyi Saint¡¯s strongest trump card is the Five of Swords.
Based on his age, there is at least half a chance that he will become a sword master in the future. Even now, among the saints in the upper realm, Saint Qingyi rarely encounters opponents.
Saint Qingyi¡¯s body combined with the holy sword, dragging out a sword light more than ten meters long, hitting Zhang Ruochen between the eyebrows.
Zhang Ruochen swatted it out with a palm and collided head-on with the holy sword.
With the Thousand Marks Saint Weapon-level holy sword, coupled with the kendo conception of Sword Five, the power it unleashes is already at the top level among the upper-level saints, and few can withstand it.
"Boom."
Under the impact of that force, Zhang Ruochen exploded backwards, retreating more than a hundred feet, and half of his body sank into the ground.
Even though he was wearing the Seven Kills Gloves and the Ten Saint Blood Armor, Zhang Ruochen's right arm was still numb from pain and suffered some injuries.
Saint Qingyi held the holy sword, looked down at Zhang Ruochen, and sneered: "Zhang Ruochen, aren't you very accomplished in the way of the sword? How could you be injured by this saint's sword?"
Zhang Ruochen said nothing, and the holy energy in his body circulated for a short while, and his right arm regained consciousness.
Then, he took out Shen Yuan's ancient sword and held the hilt with both hands.
"Wow¡ª¡ª"
Dense sword energy appeared automatically, like ten thousand swords flying around Zhang Ruochen.
The holy sword in Saint Qingyi's hand was trembling slightly, making a low sword sound.
"The sword intent he released is so powerful."
Saint Qingyi forcibly controlled the holy sword that was about to fly out, with a look of uncertainty in his eyes.
"Sword Six."
Zhang Ruochen held Shen Yuan's ancient sword and flew up from the ground, striking at Saint Qing Yi.
Saint Qingyi had been prepared for a long time. He blocked Zhang Ruochen's attack with his sword. However, the holy sword in his hand broke with a "bang" just as it came into contact with Shen Yuan's ancient sword.
"Pfft."
With this sword, Zhang Ruochen stabbed Saint Qingyi straight through.
The sword energy was so powerful that in mid-air, the holy body of Saint Qingyi was broken into two pieces, and a large amount of holy blood was spilled.
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