One thousand two hundred and nineteen chapters cross life and death calamity
Looking at the body of Saint Qingyi falling down, Saint Yao Sheng, Saint Wanxin, and Saint Yashe all felt their hearts beating with fear.
Sword cultivator is the strongest in the same realm.
However, Saint Qing Yi, who has the qualifications of a sword master, was instantly killed by Zhang Ruochen with one sword. How could one not be surprised? How could one not be afraid?
"Zhang Ruochen has actually cultivated the Sixth Sword Master to perfection. I'm afraid it won't be long before he understands the Seventh Sword Master and becomes a new generation of Sword Master."
"It is said that Zhang Ruochen's Shen Yuan Sword and the Queen's Blood-Drying Sword were forged from the same material. I thought it was just a legend, but now it seems that it is somewhat possible."
"The Shen Yuan sword is even sharper than the legend. It broke a thousand-marked holy sword with just one strike. It was simply unstoppable."
Killing Saint Qingyi with one sword, Zhang Ruochen showed his peerless style, like a white-robed swordsman emerging from the world.
Shen Yuan's Ancient Sword refined Saint Qingyi's Thousand Patterns Holy Sword, and the light on the sword body skyrocketed.
It drew a beautiful arc, flew back, and hovered above Zhang Ruochen's head, manifesting thousands of sword shadows.
The holy eyes of Yao Sheng, Wan Xin Saint, and Ya She Saint were all staring at the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword in Zhang Ruochen's hand.
They also believed that Zhang Ruochen could only defeat Saint Qingyi with the help of Shen Yuan Sword. Otherwise, Saint Qingyi would have been able to withstand his attack with his cultivation.
"The Shen Yuan Sword must be a magical weapon. Not only can it cut off the Thousand-Pattern Sacred Artifact, but it can also refine the Thousand-Pattern Sacred Artifact to improve its own level. It must be captured and brought back to the Blood Emperor.
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Saint Wanxin thought so in his heart, but did not take action rashly, not wanting to follow in the footsteps of Saint Kongyu and Saint Qingyi.
Saint Wanxin stared at the Death Knight and Saint Yashe, hoping that they could take the lead.
The cultivation level of the Death Knight and the Saint of Yashe far exceeds that of the Saint of the Upper Realm. As long as any one of them takes action, Zhang Ruochen will never think of making any big waves again.
Saint Yashe stood up, holding the bronze disc with one hand, and said in a deep voice: "Sir of Time and Space, I did underestimate you before, and let you kill Saint Kongyu and Saint Qingyi one after another unexpectedly.
.Next, you won’t have any chance again.”
"Wow——"
Driven by the spiritual power of Saint Yashe, the bronze disc rotated rapidly, and a blood-red light pillar flew out from the center of the disc.
It was formed by condensing spiritual power and specifically attacked the spiritual will and holy soul of the monks. Ordinary defense methods could not withstand it at all.
Zhang Ruochen used spatial movement again, spanning a distance of tens of feet, appeared above the head of Saint Yashe, and stabbed him with his sword.
A black sword glow shot out from the tip of the sword.
Saint Yashe did not panic. Instead, a sarcastic look flashed across his old eyes. He moved his left foot slightly and turned his body sideways.
Behind Saint Yashe, the Death Knight also wearing the blood armor of the Ten Saints appeared, grabbed the spear with both hands, and struck out suddenly.
Spears and swords fighting.
"Chichi."
A series of sparks shot out from the spear.
The energy generated by the collision of the two forces caused the space to vibrate slightly.
Zhang Ruochen flew out to the right, hit a six-story building, penetrated the wall, and fell to the ground with a bang.
"What a powerful force."
Zhang Ruochen rested on the ground with one hand and held the sword with the other, staring closely at the Death Knight not far away.
The Death Knight's voice was cold as he said, "If I hadn't been seriously injured, that blow just now would have been enough to kill you." Yao Sheng appeared on Zhang Ruochen's left side and said, "Before I came to Taiyin Ancient City, I also suffered a lot.
The injury is serious, otherwise, you would never have the upper hand in the previous duel." Saint Wanxin came behind Zhang Ruochen without saying a word, but just folded his hands, and a bright holy light emerged from his two index fingers.
Gather your finger strength.
Saint Yashe stepped on the void and appeared on the right side of Zhang Ruochen.
The bronze disc in the hand of Saint Yashe flew up, flipped over, and became as huge as a dustpan. It kept spinning, and in the center of the disc, there was a ball of crimson energy.
Zhang Ruochen's four directions are all blocked. It can be said that there is no way to go from heaven to earth.
"Zhang Ruochen, it is quite remarkable that you can kill Saint Kongyu and Saint Qingyi. However, it should stop here. From now on, you will not have any chance again." Saint Yashe said.
Zhang Ruochen stood up straight again, looking quite free and easy, and said with a smile: "If I want to leave, even if you join forces, you can't stop me."
"Do you want to use the power of space to escape? I can tell you clearly that you can't leave today."
The Death Knight raised his blood-red spear, struck the ground, and roared: "Light of Death."
A blood-red halo with a diameter of a hundred miles appeared, covering the entire ancient city of Taiyin. It also confined the space to prevent Zhang Ruochen from using space movement to escape.
"Now, do you still think you can escape?"
The Death Knight's voice was very cold and oppressive. He thought he had secured the victory and controlled Zhang Ruochen's life and death.
Zhang Ruochen mobilized the power of space and tried to move in space, but found that the space had become extremely stable and it was impossible to travel through it.
However, Zhang Ruochen did not panic and smiled softly: "The methods of the Temple of the Immortal are indeed extraordinary. However, do you think that my trump card is only the power of space?"
"No matter what means you have, you can't change the ending of death today." Saint Yashe said coldly.
Zhang Ruochen knew very well that with his current level of cultivation, even with the blessing of Longling Mad Cow Wine, there was still a big gap between him and the Death Knight and Yashe Saint.
In this case, there is no need to fight head-on with them.
Today, being able to kill two high-level saints is considered a great victory.
"Yeah?"
Zhang Ruochen touched his fingers inside his sleeves, and a talisman appeared between his two fingers. He raised it in the air and said, "Your Excellency is the silver-robed elder of the Temple of the Immortal. He is very knowledgeable. You must know this talisman, right?"?
Saint Yashe's eyes were fixed on the talisman. He observed it carefully and quickly recognized it. He said: "One calamity, two calamities, three calamities, four calamities... Five calamities suppressing the holy talisman. Back away quickly and don't get close to him.
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Saint Yashe was so frightened that he immediately ran away and did not stop until he rushed out of Taiyin Ancient City.
Saints Yao Sheng and Wan Xin also knew the power of the Five Tribulations Suppression Talisman, so they also escaped from Taiyin Ancient City and stayed as far away from Zhang Ruochen as possible.
Only the Death Knight still stood there, looking calm and calm, saying: "I don't believe you dare to use the fifth-level Holy Suppression Talisman, unless you want to kill all the human monks in the entire Taiyin Ancient City."
The fifth-level Saint Suppression Talisman indeed has terrifying power and can kill saints. However, if it is really used in Taiyin Ancient City, I am afraid that all the monks in the city will be wiped out.
It is precisely because of this that the Death Knight is not afraid of the Five Tribulations Suppressing Talisman at all.
Saint Qingfeng did not dare to let down his guard, and tightened his nerves, fearing that Zhang Ruochen would really trigger the Five Tribulations Suppression Talisman, and hundreds of thousands of monks would become the burial objects of the Death Knight.
"Zhang Ruochen, please don't trigger the Five Tribulations Suppressing Holy Talisman. Stay calm. The big shots from the Liangyi Sect will arrive soon. By then, none of the blood saints will be able to escape." Qingfeng Saint said.
Zhang Ruochen shook his head and sighed. He originally planned to use the Five Tribulations Saint Suppression Talisman to scare the immortal vampire saints, but now it seems that this trick doesn't work at all.
I have no choice but to fight hard.
Zhang Ruochen put away the Five Tribulations Holy Talisman and said: "Okay! Then we won't use the Five Tribulations Holy Talisman."
Saint Yashe, Yao Sheng, and Saint Wanxin knew that Zhang Ruochen did not dare to use the Five Tribulations Suppression Talisman in Taiyin Ancient City, so they rushed into the city again.
"So what if you have the Five Tribulations Suppressing Holy Talisman? It's not just a dead end." Yao Sheng's female body came out with a sinister laugh.
"Why do you have to force me?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
"So what if I force you? Do you dare to use the Five Tribulations Suppression Talisman?" Saint Wan Xin thought he had grasped Zhang Ruochen's weakness and laughed unscrupulously.
Zhang Ruochen was too lazy to pay attention to them, he just raised his head and looked upward.
"What is he looking at?"
The Saints of the Immortal Vampire Clan and the monks in Taiyin Ancient City also raised their heads and saw a dark thundercloud appearing in the sky above Taiyin Ancient City, covering the starry sky and the bright moon.
The thunderclouds became thicker and thicker, and the aura they emitted became stronger and stronger, making the sky shorter and shorter.
"Wow."
In the black clouds, thunder and lightning as thick as a bucket shuttled through, and the sound made the ancient city of Taiyin tremble slightly.
"I am about to survive the third quasi-holy tribulation. The quasi-saints and saints under the tribulation cloud will be locked. Now, can you escape?"
Even if he had to survive the catastrophe, Zhang Ruochen seemed very calm.
Who could have expected that at such a dangerous moment, Zhang Ruochen would dare to survive the calamity of life and death?
Does he not want his life?
"What a madman..."
Yao Sheng gritted his teeth with hatred and stared at the Death Knight. He wanted to know what decision he would make.
"Zhang Ruochen wants to turn against the enemy. As long as we withdraw from Taiyin Ancient City, he will definitely use the Five Tribulations Suppressing Holy Talisman immediately. Now, we have only one way. Before the thunder disaster comes, we should go all out to kill Zhang Ruochen."
The Death Knight's will was very firm. He stepped on the ground with his right foot and rushed out like an arrow from a string. The spear in his hand stabbed Zhang Ruochen's chest and abdomen.
Zhang Ruochen mobilized all his holy energy and poured it into Shen Yuan's ancient sword. Three thousand inscriptions appeared on the sword body.
"Boom."
Destructive sword energy surged out and slashed at the Death Knight.
The Death Knight was seriously injured, but Zhang Ruochen had the blessing of Dragon Star Mad Cow Wine. Under the circumstances, Zhang Ruochen was able to compete with the Death Knight's moves.
The Death Knight failed to kill Zhang Ruochen, but thunder and lightning fell in the calamity cloud. Not only did it hit Zhang Ruochen, but all the quasi-sages and saints in Taiyin Ancient City were attacked.
"Escape from Taiyin Ancient City quickly, otherwise, we will die in the thunder disaster."
Saint Wanxin could no longer laugh. After resisting the first thunder and lightning, he unfolded a pair of blood wings on his back and flew out of the city quickly, hoping to escape from the area shrouded in calamity clouds.
"I'm trying to escape now, it's already too late!"
In the calamity cloud, Zhang Ruochen looked lively and energetic, using his full speed, and soon caught up with Wan Xin Saint.