"Immortal Mo Yang."

Nan Sheng shouted lightly, and his powerful mental power was released, condensing a round of dark Mo Yang.

Mo Yang and his head merged into one.

The bright moon carried by the ancient sword of Chenyuan touched Mo Yang, forming two arcs of white and black. Then, extremely violent energy surged out of the moon and sun.

The sword edge could never touch Nan Sheng's scalp.

"Crash."

The ruins at Nan Sheng's feet were broken and his body sank a lot.

The energy gushed out from the ground rushed out the ruins around it, clearing out a vast and flat ground. Not far away, an ancient and broken formation was touched, and densely packed sharp sword energy flew out of the formation.

Before the sword energy could approach Zhang Ruochen and Nan Sheng, it was shattered by the powerful force emitted from the two of them.

Not long after, the time imprint light spots disappeared and dimly.

Nan Sheng took this opportunity to mobilize the 300 billion rules of the Dao Dao Dao in the Dao Realm, turn it into destructive power, and surround Zhang Ruochen from all directions.

The holy path rules cultivated by Zhang Ruochen are only more than one billion ways. How can he withstand the attacks of the three hundred billion ways of holy path rules?

"Wow!"

Use the space movement again and get out of here.

Nan Sheng grabbed the flaw that happened when he used the space movement, and flew out of his hand, spinning rapidly, slashing the afterimage of Zhang Ruochen when he left.

A hundred feet away, Zhang Ruochen appeared again.

There was a three-inch-long hole on the white clothes.

It was extremely thrilling just now because the gap in cultivation was too big, so Zhang Ruochen would never be hit by the Nan Sheng. Once hit, he would definitely be seriously injured.

This is a person who has cultivated the rules of seven trillion Taoist holy paths, and is not comparable to the peak of the Ten Thousand Death Realm of the Iron Blood King Yunhuan who has cultivated more than one trillion Taoist paths.

"What a fast reaction speed, the mystery of space and the sword technique of time, can't do anything to him." Zhang Ruochen said in his heart.

Nan Sheng had already put away his contempt and said to himself: "What a powerful Zhang Ruochen, who was almost trapped in his hands just now, was only at the Hundred Shackles Realm, but his cultivation level was already greater than that of some supreme saints. "

Those figures in the distance did not expect that the confrontation between Nan Sheng and Zhang Ruochen would be so intense, rather than being one-sidedly crushed.

In particular, Zhang Ruochen could actually move forward and retreat freely in the Dao Realm of the Southern Saint, subverting their former cognition. At the same time, he had a deeper understanding of the power of the Tao of space.

The Southern Saint mobilized the rules of the three trillion holy paths, condensed into a huge black bell that rotated rapidly, covering its body.

Then, the remaining four trillion Taoist rules in the Taoist realm were mobilized to condense into forty light knives, and attacked Zhang Ruochen from different directions.

No matter how mysterious the way of space is, you can stand invincible with a giant bell to protect your body.

No matter how fast you escape, you will definitely have a flaw when you move the space. Forty light swords, any one that grasps the flaw and slashes on you can severely damage you.

Zhang Ruochen mobilized the 670 million rules of gold burial rules and integrated it with the ancient sword of Chenyuan, emitting a thousand feet of golden light, and slashed the slashed light sword one by one.

Nan Sheng chuckled, controlled the black giant bell, rushed out from behind the light knife, and hit Zhang Ruochen hard.

"Sword Eleven."

Zhang Ruochen had a long gap. He was calm and calm, swung his sword and slashed it horizontally, dragging out a straight sword light. This sword merged with the Way of Truth, bursting out thirty times the attack power, hitting the black giant bell.

This is the Great Perfection Sword Eleven!

"Hao!"

The bell rings.

The black giant bell was slashed, and the rules of the holy path were shaken and a long hole was cracked.

Nan Sheng's face changed slightly. Zhang Ruochen inherited the rules of the White Tiger's Ruochen, which was powerful. All his powers gathered on the front line, and actually made him break his own rules and defense with a sword against the will of heaven.

Nan Sheng immediately mobilized Jin Yu's divine flame and formed a golden shield seal, hitting Chen Yuan's ancient sword.

"Bang!"

After breaking through the huge black bell, the power of the ancient sword of Chenyuan was exhausted. He was hit by the golden shield seal. Suddenly, the huge power surged back, causing Zhang Ruochen to fly out again.

Zhang Ruochen retreated under a broken wall, fixed his body, and stared at Nan Sheng.

It has to be admitted that Nan Sheng is also a strong man with no flaws at all. Whether it is attack, defense, or response speed in actual combat, they are all top-notch.

At the same level, Zhang Ruochen could of course directly crush him with his strength.

However, in this situation, it is obviously difficult to find the weakness of the Southern Saint and seek a glimmer of chance to win.

If you continue to fight for a long time, Zhang Ruochen will definitely be defeated, because Nan Sheng is also looking for his flaws.

A low level is Zhang Ruochen's biggest flaw.

The black giant bell condensed and formed again. Nan Sheng stood inside and said, "I have heard that your truth is quite powerful. When I see you today, it is indeed worthy of your reputation. However, the sword just now should have exhausted the blood evil energy in your body, right?"

"Do you think I can't break your defense?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Nan Sheng said: "I heard that there is a big world in your body that can mobilize the power of the world and make your power reach the level of being close to the supreme Great Saint. Haven't you used this power yet?"

Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen fought each other, and there were many spectators.

Zhang Ruochen owns a big world, and it is not a secret among the high-level monks in the Hell Realm.

However, Nan Sheng also knew that when Zhang Ruochen mobilized the power of the world close to the supreme realm saint, he almost couldn't bear the power of the world and died. Therefore, he had no fear of Zhang Ruochen's trump card in his heart. He just wanted to know that Zhang Ruochen could force him to display some strength with all his strength.

He always has a curiosity about the Yuanhui-level genius.

Both Da Sikong and Er Sikong showed a worried look. This Nan Sheng was a bit perverted. Uncle had already given all his trump cards, but he could not do anything to him. Instead, he almost encountered danger.

Zhang Ruochen calculated in his mind that to defeat a strong man like Nan Sheng, his cultivation level must at least reach the peak of Qianwen Realm, so that he can do it more easily.

After all, for Zhang Ruochen at present, the cultivation level of the Hundred Shackle Realm can only account for less than 10% of the combat power. The power and secret power of the demigod's body account for 90%.

Even if you break through to Qianwen Realm, your combat power will be minimal.

As long as you reach the peak of the Thousand Questions Realm, the rules of the Holy Dao have accumulated enough, and the holy energy and blood evil energy in your body are sufficient, you can form combat power.

Zhang Ruochen said: "It's really meaningless to continue fighting like this. It seems that you can only use external forces to defeat you."

"You try to pick up my sword."

"Swish!Swish!Swish..."

Zhang Ruochen used seven space movements in a row, avoiding the regular light swords, and in an instant, he reached the top of Nan Sheng's head, raised his sword with both hands and slashed straight down.

The light emitted by the purple divine stone on the sword is as bright as the stars.

At the same time, the power of the world in Qiankun Realm rushed towards Zhang Ruochen's arms like a roar of rivers, causing the four heavenly tribulation marks "wind", "fire", "water" and "thunder" on the ancient sword of Chenyuan also emerge.

Nan Sheng looked up at the sword that was slashing, and felt a trace of invisible pressure.

"Chichi."

All forty light swords dissipated and turned into four trillion holy rules, rushing towards the black giant bell, making the giant bell bigger and thicker, as if it had turned into a real state.

"Bang!"

The ancient sword of Chenyuan slashed on the black giant bell, and the earth-shaking sound of the bell was heard, and the slightly closer Da Sikong and Er Sikong flew away like scarecrows.

Nan Sheng's legs trembled slightly, gritted his teeth, and tried his best to support him.

"This is...the power close to the supreme realm...this is clearly beyond some supreme realm great saints..."

"Crash."

Chen Yuan Ancient Sword broke through the black giant bell and slashed on the right shoulder of Nan Sheng.

Half of Nan Sheng's body was pressed into the ground, blood was coming out of his shoulders, and a large mouthful of blood was spurted out of his mouth.

However, Zhang Ruochen was slightly stunned.

This sword can split the black giant bell, but it can't even break Nan Sheng's body?

Zhang Ruochen saw that in addition to the thirty-six beast pictures appearing on Nan Sheng’s skin, there were blood-red talisman inscriptions appearing.

He engraved the runes on his body.

Nan Sheng, who was only half of his body exposed outside, slowly raised his head and showed a ferocious smile: "You can actually force me to use the possessed blood talisman. I'm going to settle the big world in your body!"

"Wow—"

The blood-colored runes on Nan Sheng's body radiated greatly, and they condensed into a blood-red talisman hand and slapped Zhang Ruochen.

This blood-red talisman hand is three meters long and bursts out with powerful divine power.

Zhang Ruochen quickly pulled away the sword and then slapped it out with a palm, smashing the blood-red talisman hand into pieces and turning it into wisps of blood.

Taking this opportunity, Nan Sheng flew straight from the ground, retreated to the distance, opened his mouth and sucked it, swallowing all the blood and energy that had broken into his talisman hand.

Nan Sheng said: "It will be a bit of a loss of reputation for continuing to fight with you like this."

"It seems that you have to use your true ability!" Zhang Ruochen said fearlessly.

Nan Shengdao: "You should know that for the dead, the most powerful and mysterious method is death mind power. And Tiannan teaches not the holy way, but the spiritual power cultivation method, the spiritual power cultivation method. The holy way and physical body are just auxiliary cultivation methods to me."

"Tiannan's power has always been spread to such a magical and strange thing. I have wanted to see it for a long time." Zhang Ruochen said.

“As you wish.”
To be continued...