Zhang Ruochen's words are not astonishing as hell, every sentence is arrogant, every word is like thunder.

All monks in the world are suppressed.

The entire ocean seemed to have suddenly become calm.

After a moment, everyone was in a state of great emotion, feeling that Zhang Ruochen was as arrogant as the rumors in recent days, and was so arrogant that he was almost swelling.

The old master of the Temple of Destiny was furious and shouted: "I'm so arrogant. Who do you think of? I'm missing the Lord, kill this crazy disciple!"

The monks who had grudges and resentment with Zhang Ruochen were all overjoyed, and they never expected that he would commit suicide like this.

Very good!

You can't live if you commit sins.

In the distance, on a black island, Xia Yu was already shocked.

This guy...

Didn’t you agree to be OK, just come and watch the battle?

Although Xia Yu had long guessed that Zhang Ruochen might take action, he would never have thought that he would make such a big fuss.

Do you want to be so crazy?

Is this to be an enemy of the monks in the world?

Fortunately, I didn't make it with him on a secondary god-level battleship.

Nan Sheng's eyes were as bright as a torch, and he smiled and said, "Zhang Ruochen, you are too conceited. Are you really the heroes in the world an ant? If you want to be the master of the ten realms, you can take it for you in the ten realms?"

Zhang Ruochen looked at him, pointed at him bluntly, and said, "I know you, a defeated general of thousands of years ago, a vulnerable person."

With the status and status of Nan Sheng, who dares to speak to him like this?

The most powerful person in the Dead Clan, do you want to be faced?

Nan Sheng's smile was gone, and anger appeared on his elegant face. He almost wanted to rush forward and compete with Zhang Ruochen.

But I restrained it.

If Zhang Ruochen dares to be so arrogant, he must be persistent. It is better to be cautious, and there is no need to be the first to be a leader.

When Zhang Ruochen saw that Nan Sheng could bear it, he was secretly disappointed.

He was not afraid of a battle at all. What he was most worried about was that everyone would not give him a chance to fight and did not recognize that he was qualified to participate in the Battle of the Ten Realms.

The most embarrassing thing is to not be able to fight.

So, Zhang Ruochen continued to provoke Nan Sheng and said, "I heard that you won a battle and captured the world of dust for the world of hell. The world of dust should belong to me when you hear the name. Do you dare to come over and fight? Let me see how much have you grown in this thousand years?"

Nan Sheng's eyes were cold and his face turned pale.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Does the successor of Tiannan Life and Death Ruins have no courage at all? You say that you have a strong and mediocre cultivation, but you still don't recognize it? If you dare not respond, get out of here and don't show up in front of me. Trash!"

"Rareless, how can you humiliate Lord Nansheng?"

The Nan Sheng was restraining, but the Great Saint of the Temple of Death could not bear it. Five of them fought out the strongest warriors on their bodies and bombarded Zhang Ruochen from the air.

They are all supreme saints, the elders of the temple, and all of them have great supernatural powers.

Zhang Ruochen snorted and waved his sleeves, which motivated the power of heaven and earth. The five kingly holy weapons that flew in were directly taken away by him.

Five kingly holy weapons rotated around Zhang Ruochen's head, flew backwards, and bombarded the temple where the monks of the Temple of Death were located.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

...

Five loud noises in a row.

The five kingly holy weapons collided with the formation outside the temple, which made the palace sway. The monks standing outside the temple were all tilted and unable to stabilize their bodies. They shouted and scolded each other, both shocked and angry.

Where can Nansheng still bear it?

A roar came out of his mouth, flew out of the temple, and a rich aura of death emanated from his body, turning into a black cloud covering thousands of miles.

The rules of the holy path of more than 30 trillion are flowing in the black clouds.

No one expected that the first person to attack Zhang Ruochen was not Que or Yin Yuanchen, but actually Nan Sheng.

However, after thinking about it carefully, they realized that Nan Sheng was not trying to steal the limelight from Que and Yin Yuanchen. It was because Zhang Ruochen was too bullying and scolding him too ruthlessly.

Nan Sheng was forced to fight.

If he does not fight, how could he have such great influence in the Temple of Death and the Death Clan in the future? Who would still regard him as a banner figure? He is a hero in the world?

The monks of the Dead Clan were full of honor and excitement as the powerful power burst out from the Southern Saint, as if the gods were born.

"Zhang Ruochen is too ignorant of the greatness of the world, Lord Nansheng taught him a lesson."

"Kill this jumping clown, and the heroes of this era emerged in many ways, and it no longer belonged to him. He deserved to die a thousand years ago, and now he deserved to die even more."

...

Even though Nan Sheng had analyzed Zhang Ruochen's combat power before, it was probably equivalent to a representative of the jutsuyuanhui level, he still did not dare to underestimate his opponent. It should be noted that there are countless examples of people who suffered great losses in the hands of representatives of the jutsuyuanhui level when they were careless and underestimated by the enemy.

"Well, you have a habit. If you defeat you, the world of dust will belong to me."

Regardless of whether Nan Sheng agreed or not, Zhang Ruochen shouted like this first.

Zhang Ruochen grabbed the void with his right hand and pulled it backwards.

"Wow!"

The space between him and the Southern Saint rolled violently, and a special space channel appeared under the support of spatial rules and spatial mysteries.

Nan Sheng was shocked to find that he had fallen into a rapidly rotating space channel. At the other end of the space channel, Zhang Ruochen could be seen standing there with his claws pinching his claws.

At the same time, a terrifying suction force fell on him.

It is the world and space that is pressing on him.

The Nan Sheng was uncontrolled and flew towards Zhang Ruochen as if he fell into the abyss.

After all, Nan Sheng is a representative figure at the Yuanhui level. He is a genius. He has experienced many battles and suppresses his panic. He does not fight against the suction force and releases the power of death.

The strongest method of the dead clan is the power of death.

As the successor of Tiannan Life and Death Ruins, Nan Sheng not only reached the sixty-nine and a half-level mental power, but also cultivated the power of death to the point of being superb. It is not an exaggeration to call him the strongest spiritual power saint under the divine realm of the Hell Realm.

The body of the blue silk and snow is so powerful that it has obtained the true teachings of the Lord of the Truth Palace. The attainments of the Way of Truth can reach the pinnacle. It can burst out ten times the attack power at any time, and even master the secret technique of truth that burst out twenty times the attack power at any time.

However, when encountering Nan Sheng, he was suppressed by the opponent's powerful mental means and eventually defeated.

"Wow!"

The power of death condensates thousands of demon butterflies, which are in five colors, and their wings are sharper than holy swords, and they rushed out along the space channel.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes contracted. Thousands of years ago, Nan Sheng, who was at the peak of his life, condensed the Death Demon Butterfly, was only three colors. Now, he can condense so many five-colored Demon Butterfly. It is conceivable that his cultivation must have increased countless times.

The ancient sword of Chenyuan flew out and fell into Zhang Ruochen's hands.

Zhang Ruochen pulled the lunge, holding the hilt of the sword in one hand and holding the sword body in the other.

"Wow!"

Man and sword are combined into one.

The sword and space blend into one.

The sword saint's holy intention "one" instantly merges with people, swords, and space, turning into a dazzling and dazzling light, rushing into the space channel at an unparalleled speed.

"Bang bang!"

Wherever the sword light hit, all the death demon butterflies burst.

In the end, the sword light collided with the Nan Sheng.

Thirty-six great holy beast phantoms flew out from Nan Sheng’s body, including white-scaled flying dragons, real giant beasts, red-feathered divine birds... Each great holy beast phantom is blended with a talisman.

Even so, at the moment when Zhang Ruochen activated the Way of Truth and burst out with thirty times the attack power, all the phantoms of the thirty-six Great Saint Holy Beasts collapsed.

"Puff!"

The sword light hit Nan Sheng’s chest, and blood mist suddenly scattered.

The hundreds of miles of space passage shattered, and Nan Sheng flew out of it, and a blood hole the size of a bowl appeared in his chest. When he fell to the sea, he finally barely mobilized a trace of strength to control his body's center of gravity and stepped on the water with his feet.

The water surface exploded and the waves splashed.

Nan Sheng's skin was extremely pale and dense cracks appeared, like ceramics, which seemed to break if you touch it lightly.

It was him who could withstand this sword.

His talisman attainment was a master of heaven. He had already carved runes on his body, and the runes were integrated into the skin, muscles, bones, and blood. It was precisely because of the protection of the runes that his body did not explode and could barely maintain it!

Just a sword, he severely damaged a representative Yuanhui-level figure with the identity of the Talisman of the Talisman.

The entire sea area was quiet, the noise disappeared, and only the sound of wind and water waves.

Even though Que and Yin Yuanchen's eyes were condensed, they were a little unbelievable. They no longer believed that Zhang Ruochen, who had been said to have only one life state of death. Because even if they wanted to severely damage Nan Sheng with one sword, it would be difficult for them to ascend to heaven.
To be continued...