Three thousand inscriptions of the Chenyuan Ancient Sword emerged at the same time, like more than three thousand chains, connecting the sword body and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The sword energy was passing through the world.

Faced with such a powerful force, Liao Teng felt huge pressure.

Liao Teng also mastered a thousand-patterned holy weapon, but only had two thousand inscriptions, which could not be compared with the ancient sword of Chenyuan.

Zhang Ruochen stood in mid-air, holding a sword, and said, "Prince Liao, haven't you used your true power?"

"Junior, don't be rampant. No matter who you are, you will never escape death today."

Liao Teng snorted coldly, and a dazzling blood-red light surged out from his body, and the dense rules of the holy path rushed out, woven into a holy figure hundreds of feet tall.

The holy appearance of the saint in the middle realm is much more powerful than the holy appearance of the saint in the lower realm. It is not a phantom, but a huge statue made of blood-red crystals. It is as majestic as the statue of the gods in the temple.

Liao Teng practices the palm path. The rules intertwined in the holy form are mainly the rules of the palm path. In addition, there are some other small rules. The holy form moves casually, and the world is trembling.

"Pedit the heaven and earth."

Liao Teng controls the holy image, uses the rules of the holy path, and casts a palm technique, killing thirty-six times the attack power.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes condensed, and in an instant, he entered the realm of unity of human and swords, used sword five, and turned into a meteor-like light, and with a bang, he penetrated the palm seal of the world that Liao Teng made.

The Ten Saints Blood Armor, the Ancient Sword of the Abyss, and Zhang Ruochen's own power, three powerful forces gathered together to collide with Liao Teng's saint.

There was a rumbling sound.

At the abdomen of the Holy Star, a large area of ​​the rules of the Holy Dao were broken, making a bang sound.

Zhang Ruochen used the second strike again, the third strike... and attacked seven swords in a row, finally penetrated the Holy Eye, swung the sword and slashed the slanted, carrying the Thousand-patterned Destruction Power, and slashed towards Liao Teng's neck.

Liao Teng avoided the vital points, but a large piece of his right shoulder was cut off, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

"This kid is too irritating. He can even stop the Thousand-Secret Destruction Power. Don't you worry about the exhaustion of the Holy Energy?"

Liao Teng rushed up quickly and avoided Zhang Ruochen's second sword.

Liao Teng took out another bottle and wanted to swallow the holy blood in the bottle to recover from his injuries.

This time, Zhang Ruochen did not give him a chance, and the shadows of Qingluan and Fire Phoenix appeared on his legs. He stepped on the two divine birds and chased after him.

Chen Yuan swung the ancient sword and took Liao Teng's head straight.

Liao Teng dodged again to avoid the attack of the Chenyuan Ancient Sword, but the bottle in his hand was hit and exploded and all the holy blood was sprinkled out.

"Damn it, you really think that this holy cannot kill you."

Liao Teng's eyes glared, and blue veins all over his body were prominent, stretching his skin to the point of cracking. His body bones became larger and larger, fangs grew in his mouth, and his nails turned into sharp claws.

"Thorn."

A pair of blood-red flesh wings rushed out from their backs, stretched out, and turned into more than thirty feet long, scattering a vast evil spirit.

Seeing this scene, Ji Shui's mood was violently shaken, "Liao Teng, the deputy palace master of the Luan Tian Palace, is actually an immortal blood clan. There are too many undead blood clan lurkers in the Blood God Sect, right?"

It is simply unimaginable that two saints are immortal blood clans in an ancient tradition.

"I finally revealed my true face."

Zhang Ruochen's expression became serious because he knew that since Liao Teng showed his true body, he would no longer be restrained like before, and the aura emitted became stronger.

"Swish!"

Zhang Ruochen used the sword six to attack Liao Teng with the strongest power.

Although his sword six has not reached the level of Great Perfection, it is still very mysterious and has the power to sweep the world.

Liao Teng stretched out a palm and pressed forward.

In his palm, there was a silver bracelet that whirled rapidly, forming a vortex that actually blocked the ancient sword of the Chenyuan.

Immediately afterwards, Liao Teng quickly slapped out and hit Zhang Ruochen in the chest.

"Bang."

All the ten holy soul phantoms shattered, and Zhang Ruochen only felt a wave of overwhelming force hitting his body, and his eyes went black and his body flew backwards uncontrollably.

Even though the Ten Saints Blood Armor blocked most of Liao Teng's power, Zhang Ruochen suffered serious injuries, his internal organs were dislocated, and his bones all over his body seemed to be disassociated.

"In order to hide your identity until you are restricted, now you must understand that the gap in realm cannot be made up with a few powerful magic weapons."

Liao Teng's blood wings were like two sharp blades, cutting through the void and slashing towards Zhang Ruochen's head.

Zhang Ruochen raised his arms, one arm showed a phantom of the blue dragon, and the other arm showed a phantom of the blue elephant, slapped the tenth palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm.

"The dragon travels to the nine heavens."

The sound of dragon roar sounded, and a dragon claw condensed above the two palm prints and hit Liao Teng.

Liao Teng's blood wings collided with the dragon claws, cut the dragon claws from the center and hit Zhang Ruochen's head.

Zhang Ruochen blocked the sword and resisted the power of the Blood Wing. His throat suddenly became sweet, blood flowed out of his mouth, and his body fell to the ground.

"Boom."

Zhang Ruochen smashed a temple and disappeared into the ruins.

The magnificent temple collapsed, and even the surrounding ground became dilapidated.

Liao Teng swayed his wings, flew to the top of the ruins, and then punched the silver bracelet in his hand and hit it down, hoping to completely kill Zhang Ruochen.

The silver bracelet is a thousand-patterned holy weapon, with infinite power. If it is hit, not to mention a person, even an iron mountain will be broken.

"Bang."

A sound of metal collision sounded under the ruins.

Immediately afterwards, the silver bracelet bounced back.

Liao Teng was secretly shocked. Gu Linfeng still has enough energy?

He grabbed the silver bracelet that flew back and saw a shallow crack appeared on the bracelet, causing some damage.

"What a sharp sword."

A flash of inspiration flashed in Liao Teng's mind, and he suddenly remembered a person, which was very similar to the methods used by Gu Linfeng.

That person is quite familiar, but for a moment, he couldn't remember who it was.

Zhang Ruochen walked out of the ruins with the ancient sword of the Shenyuan, his whole body was wrapped in the Ten Saints blood armor. He could not see the expression on his face and said, "Even if I try my best, I can't stop your attack. Lord Liao, is it really just a saint who has just broken through to the Central Realm?"

Liao Teng couldn't see how seriously Gu Linfeng was injured, so he did not rush to take action and said, "If it were a senior saint of the Middle Realm, you would have died long ago. How could you last until now?"

"It seems that I still have to work hard." Zhang Ruochen said.

Liao Teng said: "It is a good thing to have such an awareness, but you no longer have the opportunity to work hard."

Liao Teng once again supported the holy star, waved his palm print, and a holy force that ruined the world surged out, trying to give Zhang Ruochen a fatal blow.

Zhang Ruochen raised his head, looking calm, and stroked his fingertips and said softly: "Open!"

A dark crack appeared between heaven and earth, just like the door of void being opened, directly breaking the holy goddess and flying towards Liao Teng.

"How is it possible? The space is torn apart... I know... You are Zhang Ruochen..."

Liao Teng finally remembered that Gu Linfeng and Zhang Ruochen, the successor of time and space, were really acquainted with each other, and it was very likely that they were the same person.

The transformation technique of the Immortal Blood Clan is famous all over the world and no one can see it. However, Liao Teng did not expect that the transformation technique that Zhang Ruochen mastered was also so powerful.

Liao Teng did not dare to touch the space crack and immediately dodged to the right.

When Zhang Ruochen teared the space apart, he had already expected that Liao Teng would dodge to the right, so he used the space to move and appeared above Liao Teng's head.

"Zi Jian."

Zhang Ruochen used the sub-sword in the twelve hour sword technique, and the time mark and sword moves merged into one, and the time flow of the surrounding heaven and earth became extremely slow.

"Puff."

The ancient sword of Chen Yuan swept across and cut off Liao Teng's head.

The vitality of the immortal blood clan saint is indeed quite terrifying. Even though he is separated, he still has consciousness. The two parts of his body flew in the same direction, trying to condense into one again.

"Kill again."

Zhang Ruochen rolled up thirty-six sword energy in a row and hit Liao Teng's body.

A holy body suddenly split into pieces and flew in dozens of directions.

Liao Teng's head flew into the sky, and a strange sound came out of his mouth, and the fluctuations of holy energy and the rules of holy path spread out.

"Bang bang."

All the fragments of the holy body burst into dozens of blood and flew towards the direction where the head was.

"I've been shattered like this, can I still reshape my body?"

Zhang Ruochen was a little scared and took out a semi-saint-level blood-suppressing talisman, injected the holy energy into the talisman, and hit Liao Teng's head.

When the blood-suppressing Talisman flew near Liao Teng's head, it burst out with a bang, turning into a ball of white energy, wrapping around the head.

Those white energy is very similar to a white net, imprisoning Liao Teng's head and sealing the blood and energy in the head.

"What?"

Liao Teng roared, and the powerful power of the holy path surged out from the seven orifices on his head, which actually cut off all the white nets formed by the blood-suppressing talisman and escaped.

On the other end, dozens of blood and energy have flew back and will soon merge with the head.

"So great, so badly injured, he is still so strong."

Zhang Ruochen was reluctant to use the only Saint-level Blood-Suppressing Talisman, so he took out nine semi-saint-level Blood-Suppressing Talismans in a row, just as he was about to hit it out.

Liao Teng obviously realized the danger and actually used a magic method to burn the entire head, exploding with a terrifying power than his heyday.

"Zhang Ruochen, even if this saint falls back to the semi-saint realm, he will kill you." Liao Teng yelled.

Liao Teng, who has used the magical method of enlightenment, is obviously no longer something that Zhang Ruochen can compete with.
Chapter completed!