When Zhang Zichen heard this, he was stunned for a moment. Of course he knew that the power of a powerful Saint King would not be so. Zhang Zichen also believed that Wuxin must have hidden some power.

Sure enough, Wuxin snorted and said aloud: "Zhang Zichen, I originally wanted to exhaust your true energy and kill you again, but now you are aggressive, so I can't blame me. In short, today, one of us must die and one of us must live. Since that's the case, I will use my greatest strength to fight you!"

The words "Defend" are very serious.

In fact, before, during the encounter between Zhang Zichen and Wuxin, he also showed mercy everywhere.

Zhang Zichen really didn't want to separate from Wuxin from his life, but Wuxin was unchanged from his own will, saying that the master's fate was hard to violate...

"Zhang Zichen, be careful!"

Before Zhang Zichen could finish his work, Wuxin, the opposite side, suddenly shouted loudly, interrupting Zhang Zichen's thoughts.

When Zhang Zichen came back to his senses, he saw Wuxin throwing out his golden Zen stick.

At first, Zhang Zichen thought he was unintentionally throwing away the broken golden Zen stick and using other weapons to fight him.

However, when Zhang Zichen saw the trajectory of the Zen Staff being thrown out, Zhang Zichen stared at the Zen Staff with his eyes.

This golden Zen Staff was thrown into the air by Wuxin.

Then, Wuxin quickly pinched his fingers and chanted loudly: "The Buddhist sect is the true Dharma of Xuanxin! Suppressing demons and eliminating demons, and thunder and thunder attacks!"

As soon as this said, a trace of thunder and lightning was generated on the golden Zen staff that was thrown out immediately.

"Golden Zen Staff, fast!"

Wuxin shouted loudly, and the golden Zen staff aimed at Zhang Zichen and suddenly stabbed him.

"Just just a broken Zen stick, can you still play tricks?"

Zhang Zichen sneered. This time, he did not use the artifact armor to resist, but directly waved the black broadsword in his hand and smashed it suddenly.

Bang!

With a huge crisp sound, the unintentional golden Zen staff was immediately smashed into pieces by Zhang Zichen.

Countless fragments, like countless gold powder, were scattered all over the space.

"not good!"

But at this moment, Zhang Zichen was shocked.

Because Zhang Zichen saw that although the golden Zen stick was broken, its fragments were connected by a trace of lightning.

Wherever these fragments float, they will stick tightly.

Some of these countless pieces floated within a radius of more than ten feet of Zhang Zichen, while others stuck to Zhang Zichen's body, on the sword and armor.

Silly

And those lightning connected to the fragments kept making terrifying hissing sounds.

"What a numb!"

The first time Zhang Zichen was exposed to the power of lightning on these fragments, he felt that these powers of lightning only gave people a numb feeling, which made Zhang Zichen feel very comfortable.

But Zhang Zichen understood that the matter was not over yet. Since Wuxin blessed the power of thunder and lightning on this golden Zen stick, he definitely did not want to make himself feel comfortable.

Sure enough, after Zhang Zichen's thought, he saw a smile appearing on Wuxin's mouth.

But when Wuxin saw his hands changing his fingers, he shouted: "Thunder Wrath, Thunderstorm!"

As soon as this said, the golden pieces wrapped around Zhang Zichen trembled, and then all exploded with a bang.

These fragments exploded, and strong white lights were blown out. Among the white light, huge lightning filled the entire space.

"Ahhh!!!"

Zhang Zichen screamed loudly.

At this moment, Zhang Zichen's whole body was deeply painful by a huge thunder and lightning.

The damn thunder and lightning strike on the body, as if it was thrown into the fire and burning him, as if it was thrown into the ice for thousands of years, as if it was bitten by millions of ants, as if it was pierced by thousands of arrows, as if it was a lot of poisons in the body, which made people feel unbearable pain.

This strange feeling, let alone ordinary people, even powerful monks can't help feeling pain.

Thinking about the fact that some people were burned to black by lightning under the sky, they could tell the danger Zhang Zichen was facing at this time.

Zhang Zichen seemed to be corroded by sulfuric acid, as if he was bitten by millions of ants, or as if he was being punished by Lingchi. Every inch of his skin was gradually falling off.

This kind of fall off is not an ordinary fall off, but is melted by the powerful power of lightning.

Yes, Zhang Zichen's face, hands and feet, as long as his skin exposed in the air was burned like a candle by this huge lightning and melted!

It is conceivable that if Zhang Zichen had not worn this artifact armor, what would he be burned to?

But even if Zhang Zichen wore this artifact armor, the temperature above the artifact armor was still yelling that no one could say whether this temperature was thousands or tens of thousands of degrees.

However, Zhang Zichen, who was wearing the artifact armor, could feel that his skin had been scalded and ripe.

This feeling of being hit by a huge lightning is really uncomfortable.

However, the air around Zhang Zichen was covered with golden fragments, and golden fragments were stuck in every place on Zhang Zichen's black crystal sword and artifact armor.

Accompanied by waves of bangs, these golden fragments gradually exploded, and streams of lightning shot out, continuing to heat up Zhang Zichen.

For a moment, the space within a radius of more than ten feet of Zhang Zichen was shrouded by countless interlaced lightning.

Puchi puff puff puff puff puff puff!

Countless lightnings intersected, and the light kept flashing, making people unable to open their eyes.

"Ahhh!!!"

In this thunderous lightning, only Zhang Zichen's screams came again and again.

However, at this moment, Wuxin did not laugh. His mood was very complicated. He killed Zhang Zichen just to obey the teacher's order.

However, Wuxin seemed to go against his own wishes.

"Are you, Master, sent yourself, the Four Great Vajras, the Eighteen Bronze Man and the Seventy-Two Jedi to chase Zhang Zichen for the treasures on Zhang Zichen?"

Wuxin seemed to have already obtained the answer, but before he could ask his master in person, he would not label his master such a hat to betray the Buddha.

Is Zhang Zichen dead?

I'm afraid he will be seriously injured if he doesn't die!

Wuxin let out a long sigh.

...

At this time, Tan Lu and Feng Ruotan, who were tens of thousands of kilometers away, were completely shocked.

They suddenly thought that Zhang Zichen could win, and suddenly thought that Zhang Zichen would lose.

When Zhang Zichen sacrificed the Supreme God of War armor, he was chasing and attacking Wuxin. In the eyes of Tan Lu and the others, Zhang Zichen was definitely sure to win, but at this last critical moment, Zhang Zichen was defeated.
Chapter completed!