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Chapter 1891 Gate of Destiny

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    ¡°It¡¯s not that easy to take something from me.¡±

    Zhang Ruochen raised his two arms at the same time, and his bones and muscles made a thunderous sound, shooting out thirteen dragon souls and thirteen elephant souls, which rapidly rotated around his body, forming a palm-power light shell with a diameter of dozens of feet.

    "Boom."

    The mountains kept falling, colliding with the light shell of the palm, and being torn apart by the backlash.

    Finally, the chain, which was thicker than a bucket, struck down, causing the holy light on the surface of the palm's light shell to shatter, and the thirteen dragon souls and thirteen elephant souls also flew out in all directions.

    Seeing that the chain was about to fall firmly on Zhang Ruochen.

    "Haha, this emperor's chain is forged from the cold iron of the abyss. It is a sacred weapon with eight radiant and ten thousand patterns. I hope I won't turn you into ashes with one blow, but it will be a waste of a jar of delicious blood.  ." The Emperor of the Martial Realm smiled.

    "Don't be so self-righteous, you're not that strong yet."

    On Zhang Ruochen¡¯s arms, each acupuncture point emits a dazzling light, spurting out a large amount of holy energy, blending into the Vulcan gloves and Vulcan arm guards.

    The gloves and arm guards burned, ancient lines emerged, and powerful divine power erupted.

    Zhang Ruochen raised his palms up, and one of his palms turned into a cloud of fire and violently collided with the chain.

    The sound of metal colliding resounded throughout the world and was quite harsh.

    In an instant, the ground beneath Zhang Ruochen's feet burst into flames, and even the air was filled with flames.

    "Have you been broken into pieces by a blow from the Emperor of the Martial Realm?" The long-faced Emperor's daughter stared into the distance.

    "I'm afraid it's not that easy. The descendants of time and space will not be so vain."

    "That's not necessarily the case. After all, the level gap is too big. Even if Zhang Ruochen is a young god, he will still die."

    ¡­¡­

    The Emperor of the Martial Realm stood in the air, staring at the field of fire below. The smile on his face had long since faded. Because he was the one who directly fought with Zhang Ruochen, he knew very well that the blow he just made was blocked by Zhang Ruochen.  Come down.

    "Wow¡ª¡ª"

    In the sea of ????fire, a beam of light rushed out, and it turned out to be a golden dragon, with a deafening roar from its mouth.

    "Is this the intermediate holy art you practice?"

    The emperor of the martial arts world is not an ignorant person. Through the previous fight, he already knew that the gloves and arm guards on Zhang Ruochen's arms were ancient artifacts relics of the gods. They contained divine power and should not be underestimated.

    If it is combined with the mid-level holy art, to what extent can the two powers be superimposed?

    "The dragon travels through the nine heavens."

    Zhang Ruochen mobilized all the palm rules in his body, integrated them into the dragon's claws, and struck out with one claw.

    On the other side, the Emperor of the Martial Realm was not afraid. The chain in his hand exuded an astonishing cold air. As it continued to rotate, pieces of snowflakes fell from the sky, and thicker and thicker ice crystals appeared on the ground.

    The cold air formed by the chain rotates and collides with the dragon's claws.

    "Bang."

    A powerful energy storm flew out, tearing the ground around the two into pieces, causing powerful destructive power.  The destruction extended all the way to the vicinity of the divine patterns left in the Middle Ages, and was finally blocked by the broken divine patterns.

    "You are quite capable. In a fight with the Emperor of the Martial Realm, you actually have a chance to attack." Emperor Yun said.

    An emperor's daughter said with some contempt: "Do you know that cats catch mice? The real method of the emperor of the martial world has not been used yet! Now, she is just playing with him. When the cat really wants to eat mice, it will  Kill him with one blow.¡±

    Xia Wen thought: "If the emperor of the martial world really thinks Zhang Ruochen is a mouse, then it is not certain who is the mouse or the cat in the end."

    "What does Xia Shenzi mean?"

    Xia Wenxin said calmly: "Keep reading, and you will know."

    The Emperor of the Martial Realm waved his chain and continued to dissolve Zhang Ruochen's palm prints. He smiled and said: "If you only have this little ability, everything should be over!"

    "The storm destroys the whirlpool."

    The densely packed rules of the holy way emerge from the bodies of the martial arts disciples and merge with the chains of the Eight-Glory and Ten Thousand Patterns Saint Artifacts.

    Immediately, the chain rotated rapidly and turned into a nine-layer vortex, with wind blade canyons that could tear the world apart, flying in the vortex.

    This is a high-level mid-level holy art!

    After all, the gap in realm is there, so Zhang Ruochen will not underestimate the enemy, so he must be very energetic, continuously mobilize the rules of truth, and combine them with his palm skills.

    ??bsp; The chain could have hit him, but as it approached him, the speed became slower and slower, and finally it was almost completely still.

    "not good."

    The emperor of the martial arts world has experienced countless life-and-death battles. In this flash of lightning, he immediately reacted and used an intermediate holy art-level footwork to quickly dodge.

    "Chi."

    Shen Yuan's ancient sword, which was supposed to penetrate his head, passed across his cheek.

    On the cheek, the Blood Armor of the Hundred Saints was shattered.

    The sword struck his face, leaving a shallow trace of blood.

    "Damn it."

    A strong anger surged out of the heart of the Emperor of the Martial Realm.

    An Eight-step Holy King actually has the power to threaten his life. This is something that should not happen at all.

    What makes the Emperor of the Martial Realm even more frightened is that if no one had reminded him before that the human man in front of him was Zhang Ruochen, the descendant of time and space, he would have underestimated the enemy and would not have been wary of the other party's use of time and space power.

    Under such circumstances, could he still avoid the sword just now?

    It is really possible that Baihuan God's Son died in Zhang Ruochen's hands.

    The emperor's sons and daughters who were watching the battle from a distance all had expressions of disbelief.

    "How could this happen? The Emperor of the Martial Realm has obviously been reminded. Could it be that he still underestimated the enemy and did not expect Zhang Ruochen to use space power?"

    "With the rich combat experience of the Emperor of the Martial World, such mistakes should not have occurred."

    "This was not a mistake, it was almost a loss of life."

    Xia Wenxin said: "Do you really think that knowing that the other party is a descendant of time and space must have the means to deal with space and time? It can only mean that the time monks and space monks you have encountered before are not strong enough to use power.  It¡¯s not even hot yet.¡±

    "Xia Shenzi means that the Emperor of the Martial Realm didn't expect Zhang Ruochen's attack, but that he had already expected it, but couldn't avoid it at all?" an emperor's daughter asked for advice.

    Xia Wen thought: "You are half right." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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