"Space distortion."?

Zhang Ruochen raised his hands, and almost all the meridians on his face and body were highlighted. He was frantically mobilizing the rules of space and holy power, trying his best to distort the space above his head.

Finally, the nine swords shifted direction and stabbed down from the side of Zhang Ruochen's cheek.

The moment the stab fell, even with the protection of the Hundred Saints Blood Armor, a long blood mark still appeared on Zhang Ruochen's cheek. The blood mark connected from his temple to his chin, and the crimson holy blood flowed along.

It dripped down from his chin.

It is conceivable that as long as the power of space distortion is slightly weaker, Zhang Ruochen's body may have been pierced.

"Boom."?

The sword of Jiuyou Sword Master struck the ground next to Zhang Ruochen, sending Zhang Ruochen flying. There were thousands of sword energies, and it hit the Hundred Saints Blood Armor on Zhang Ruochen's back, making a series of roars.

Voice.

Jiuyou Sword Master saw that this sword failed to kill Zhang Ruochen, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he pulled out his long sword and swung it towards Zhang Ruochen again.

Zhang Ruochen, who was thrown into the air, suddenly turned around, formed a sword formula with his fingers, and when the Jiuyou Sword Master felt that he had a chance to win, he pointed at it.

"Morning Sword."

In an instant, time stopped.

On Zhang Ruochen's fingertips, the sword energy and the Divine Fire of Purification merged into one. He seized this very short time and struck the Jiuyou Sword Master's eyebrows with one finger.

You must know that just now Zhang Ruochen was blown away by the power exploded by Jianba and Jianqi Xuangang. He was destined to be defeated. How could Jiuyou Sword Master have expected that Zhang Ruochen would counterattack under such a disadvantage?

Power?

Zhang Ruochen's finger failed to stab him in the end, and the flame at his fingertips was only an inch away from Jiuyou Sword Master's eyebrows.

The Jiuyou Sword Master stopped, did not make any more moves, and stuck the Nine Swords on the ground. The expression on his face became dull, and his mood fluctuated greatly. After a while, he said with difficulty: "Is this the Time Sword Technique?"

"That's right." Zhang Ruochen said.

"Why didn't you use this trick in the first place?"

"Time Sword Technique is my biggest trump card. Naturally, I cannot use it casually. Once used, I must ensure that I can kill the enemy and win." Zhang Ruochen said.

Jiuyou Sword Saint said: "But why did you hold back your strength and didn't kill me?"

"People like you should not die in the hands of your own people. Even if you die, you should die in battle with the Rakshasa tribe." Zhang Ruochen said.

Jiuyou Sword Master laughed out loud. After a while, the smile turned into a bitter smile: "I lost!"

Zhang Ruochen retracted the finger that was pointed at Jiuyou Sword Master's eyebrows, then formed a palm print with his five fingers, and quickly struck out with his palm, hitting Jiuyou Sword Master's chest.

"Bang."

Jiuyou Sword Master spat out a mouthful of blood, flew backwards, half-knelt on the ground, and his face became extremely pale.

"Back then, you stabbed Master with a sword. Today I slap you. From now on, no one will owe anyone any more." Zhang Ruochen said.

After striking out this palm, within an hour, Jiuyou Sword Master would no longer be able to fight anyone.

Without the fighting power of Jiuyou Sword Master, the strength of Chu Siyuan and Jiutian Xuannv was still unable to take away the merit book wall from Zhang Ruochen's hands.

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Chapter completed!