A blood-red long sword flew out from the depths of Xianji Mountain, fell from the sky, and roared to the ground.

The sword disappeared, and only a gray-haired old man stood there. He had four wings on his back and sword energy flying around his body.

The old man stared at the direction of Stu Fengcheng and Zhu Qingyi, and said, "It seems that he is one step late."

Stu Fengcheng's eyes stared at Zhu Qingyi without moving away, and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Master, should you give me an explanation?"

"According to the order of the Blood Emperor, I went to the depths of Xianji Mountain. Therefore, it was not that I came late on purpose." The old man said.

Hearing the name of Stu Fengcheng to the old man, Qingxiao's expression condensed, and he quickly used his body technique, rushed to Zhang Ruochen's side, and said as if facing a great enemy: "That old man is likely to be the junior brother of the King of Zhongying, known as the Sword Saint. I didn't expect that he would come over."

"A sword saint!"

Zhang Ruochen stared at Mingdong Sword Saint, and it was at this moment that the other party's eyes also stared at him.

With just two gazes, Zhang Ruochen felt as if two holy swords were flying over and stabbed his eyes.

Zhang Ruochen is different now. Even if he is a sword saint, it is impossible to hurt him severely if he wants to use one gaze.

"Chichi."

Zhang Ruochen mobilized the Jingmiao Divine Fire, and gushed out from his pupils, turning into two pillars of flame light, colliding with the two gazes of the famous sword saint, resolving his offensive.

The famous Sword Saint was not surprised, and nodded, saying, "It is indeed the Jingmiao Divine Fire, and it is worthy of being a human genius who has cultivated the destiny of divine destiny. I don't know if you can seize your destiny after sucking your blood?"

"It's not that easy to suck my blood." Zhang Ruochen said in a row.

"I want to give it a try."

The famous sword saint pointed forward a little, and the space shook slightly, and a sword energy flew out from the fingertips.

It seems to be a random blow, but it shows unfathomable sword attainments, and its power is quite condensed without a trace of overflowing.

"careful."

Qingxiao knew the terror of a sword saint, blocked Zhang Ruochen's body, stimulated the Heavenly King Seal, and punched it out, colliding with the sword energy flying from the front.

"Paila."

The fist gloves on Qingxiao's hand were penetrated and turned into metal fragments. The sword energy made one of his arms bloody.

The powerful impact force carried on the sword energy was so shocked that Qingxiao flew straight backwards, and the blood in his arms flowed out, sprinkling a long floor.

The famous Sword Saint said lightly: "Your master Xuan Ji Sword Saint may not be my opponent when he is alive. As for you, it is best to hide when you see me before you reach the realm of True Saint."

Xuan Ji Sword Saint has never returned from the underworld. As time goes by, many creatures in Kunlun world think that the "Resurrection of Xuan Ji Sword Saint" is a scam fabricated by Zhang Ruochen. In fact, he has already died long ago.

The same is true for the famous Sword Saint.

You should know that although Qingxiao has not reached the realm of True Saint, he is also standing at the peak of the Tongtian Realm and using the power of the Heavenly King Seal. Those figures in the early stage of True Saint and the middle stage of True Saint are not his opponents at all.

However, the famous Sword Saint made a random sword wave and seriously injured him.

What level of force is that?

The battle between the human race and the Immortal Vampire stopped. Princess Bai Li, pot pot, demon ape, Huang Yanchen, and Qing Mo all gathered next to Zhang Ruochen, revealing a solemn expression.

The battlefield that had been turned upside down became extremely quiet.

But at this moment, there was a voice that broke the silence, "Just you deserve to fight with my master?"

The person who talks is Zhang Ruochen.

The famous Sword Saint tightened his five fingers, and countless sword-shaped sword energy condensed, saying, "Junior, what did you say?"

"I said, you are not worthy of fighting with my master, so don't gild yourself on your face." Zhang Ruochen said bluntly.

Qingxiao was seriously injured. Not only could his arms not be lifted, but even the internal organs in his body were traumatized by sword energy. At this moment, he noticed that a cold air was emitted from the Mingdong Sword Saint. He realized that something was wrong. His face changed and he hurriedly said, "Sixth Junior Brother, don't show off, hurry up and retreat. That is an immortal monster that has lived for nearly a thousand years. You can't compete with him yet."

However, the famous sword saint has already taken action, using the sword to unite, and the speed is as fast as a ray of light.

Not long ago, Mingdong Sword Saint received a message from the Immortal Temple, asking him to capture Zhang Ruochen alive. Of course, before capturing Zhang Ruochen, he must be severely injured to prevent this junior from using strange space means to escape.

The momentum erupted from the Mingdong Sword Saint was extremely amazing, and the speed was so fast that it was unaware of it. Even the Blood Moon Ghost King lit up his eyes, and a ghost energy appeared between his five snow-white fingers.

She was about to take action, but she exclaimed again, staring at Zhang Ruochen's back, "This guy... is mobilizing the power of the Qiankun Realm...it's interesting..."

Except for Zhang Ruochen who was still standing there, the rest of the people were all shocked by the momentum of the Ming Ding Sword Saint and flew backwards.

Zhang Ruochen's body shone with a thousand rays of light. He waved his sword and collided with the sword stabbed by the famous sword saint.

"This power..."

Mingdong Sword Saint realized something was wrong and increased his strength as soon as possible and burst out with all his strength.

"Boom."

With the two of them as the center, the earth that covers dozens of miles is sinking downwards, dust is flying, and sword energy covers the world. The picture is extremely shocking, just like the arrival of the doomsday.

When the dust fell to the ground, everyone looked over and saw that Zhang Ruochen was still standing in his original position, because the earth collapsed, as if he was standing in the void.

On the other hand, the famous Sword Saint was beaten to the ground, and his robe became torn and ragged, covered with small bloody cracks, and his hands holding the sword were trembling constantly.

All the monks were stunned, staring at Zhang Ruochen like a monster, even Qingxiao and Pei Yutian were no exception.

The famous Sword Saint was beaten down?

"You can't even fight me, and you still want to fight with my master?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Just now, Zhang Ruochen only mobilized part of the power of the Qiankun Realm, not his full strength.

Zhang Ruochen was preparing to mobilize the power of Qiankun Realm again to completely kill the famous sword saint, but found that there was no reaction in his body and couldn't help but feel a little depressed. What was going on?

I tried several more times, but I still had no strength to support myself.

The previous attack was the first time Zhang Ruochen mobilized the power of the Qiankun Realm to fight. He had never used it before, so he had no idea what was going on.

"We can only wait until the end of this battle and then study it slowly." Zhang Ruochen said intimately.

The famous sword saint flew up from the ground and stared at Zhang Ruochen again, feeling a little afraid in his heart. The power of the sword just now was far greater than that of him.

"What the hell is going on? Even if a saint in the upper realm is against the will of heaven, can he still go to such an extent?"

The famous Sword Saint did not dare to take action easily, and a mental power was heard: "Wang Beilie, go and test that kid for me to see what method he used?"

Wang Beilie carried a holy sword, covered with sixty-four layers of holy light, and rushed out of the white mist in the distance.

Princess Bai Li frowned and said, "Another sword saint comes? No, it's just a blood slave."

Huang Yanchen said: "This person was once the patriarch of the ancient clan of Zhenzhu. He was indeed a sword saint. He was captured by the Qingtian Blood Emperor and was refined into a blood slave."

Princess Bai Li's eyes moved away from Wang Beilie's body, stared at Zhang Ruochen, and said, "Zhang Ruochen should have mobilized the power of the Qiankun Realm just now, and he was injured by Mingdong Sword Saint. But now, his condition is a little wrong, and he is probably not the opponent of the blood slave."

Princess Bai Li's figure moved and rushed towards Wang Zelie, trying to intercept him, but found a gray figure faster than hers, so she attacked Wang Zelie first.

The gray figure was Pei Yutian.

The stone knife in Pei Yutian's hand was made of a huge rock. At that time, when the huge rock was unearthed, it shook the entire northern region because it was extremely huge, known as the "No. 1 giant stone in the Northern Region". Moreover, the texture on the giant rock actually corresponds to the mountains, rivers and rivers in the Northern Region, which is extremely strange.

Many monks speculated that the stone might have been born together with the northern land, and in the future, it may not necessarily lead to consciousness and transform into a stone god.

Even if it is cast into a knife, the patterns on the blade can already reflect the mountains and rivers in the northern region.

Every time Pei Yutian slashed, he had infinite power, and he actually fought with Wang Beilie in no way.

The Blood Moon Ghost King was indifferent to his interest and stopped watching. He locked his eyes on the famous swordsman and said, "If you kill you, today's battle will end, right?"

Zhang Ruochen retreated and said as he passed by the Blood Moon Ghost King: "You should have taken action long ago."

"I thought you could solve it yourself, but who knew you were just hard?" The Blood Moon Ghost King looked sideways with a look of contempt.

Zhang Ruochen was also very depressed. He did not argue with the Blood Moon Ghost King, mobilized his mental power to investigate internally. He wanted to know what was going on. Why was he unable to continue to mobilize the power of the Qiankun Realm just by just taking a blow?

The attention of the famous Sword Saint was locked on the Blood Moon Ghost King, revealing a strange look: "The Three Tribulation Ghost King, it turns out that you are the real strong man."

A layer of blood light appeared on the crescent mark between the blood moon ghost king's eyebrows, saying, "Do you hand over the holy soul yourself, or do you come and take it yourself?"

"So what about the Three Tribulations Ghost King? Since you appear, today, you will be wiped out."

The famous Sword Saint clasped his fists with his hands, bowed to the depths of Xianji Mountain, and said, "Senior of the Dead Clan, Lord Blood Emperor will agree to your conditions. Now, please take action to kill our enemy. You only need to leave one life for the successor of time and space."

"call!"

In an instant, the whole sky became dark.

A cold and cold force that made all living beings in the holy realm feel trembling, surged out from the depths of Xianji Mountain, causing hundreds of thousands of mountains to shake.

There were dense black shadows running on the ground, crossing the mountains and ridges, and rushing towards the direction of the South Cliff. From a distance, the entire Xianji Mountain looked like a black sea, and those black shadows were a layer of rapid surging waves, which seemed to destroy everything between heaven and earth.
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