Nine hundred and twentieth chapters Mahalong claw hands
The sword energy tore apart Suanni's shadow and instantly arrived in front of the second prince.
"Pfft."
A large amount of blood spattered, and half of the second prince's body, including his right arm, right leg, and a third of his head, were all separated.
Executing this sword exhausted all the holy energy in Zhang Ruochen's body. Immediately, he fell from the air and landed heavily on the open space outside Sikong Chanyuan. He put one palm on the ground and gasped for air.
The second prince also fell to the ground, his whole body covered with blood, and he made a resentful voice: "This prince... has never... never... never suffered such a big loss. Today, I will drain your blood and kill you."
Destroy bones and spread ashes.”
With that sword blow just now, Zhang Ruochen originally wanted to kill the second prince completely. However, the second prince's cultivation level was too high and he escaped death and was only seriously injured.
I have to say that the vitality of the undead vampires is really very powerful.
At this moment, the second prince mobilized his blood energy to support his broken body. He looked quite ferocious, rushed out of the darkness, and attacked Zhang Ruochen again.
"Fight if you want, who is afraid of whom?"
Although Zhang Ruochen had exhausted all his holy energy, he still had strong spiritual power and was not completely incapable of fighting.
"Chichi."
With Zhang Ruochen's body as the center, dense electric patterns condensed, shuttled through the sky, and gathered quickly.
"The Wrath of the Thunder General." Behind Zhang Ruochen, a huge figure condensed, made of thunder and lightning. It was a ten-foot-tall giant god general wearing armor, holding a thunder hammer and an electric halberd.
The mountain where Sikong Zen Monastery is located was completely covered by lightning in an instant, turning into a sea of electricity.
With a bang, the second prince's handprint collided with Zhang Ruochen's spell, and his body immediately fell backwards.
Zhang Ruochen took advantage of the victory to pursue, and fired more than a dozen spells in succession, forcing the second prince back to the foot of the mountain directly from the mountainside.
No matter how strong the Second Prince's cultivation was, he still suffered serious injuries. Most of the meridians in his body were crippled. His own combat power was greatly reduced, and it was already quite difficult for him to be able to take action.
Of course, Zhang Ruochen had exhausted his holy energy after all, and his body was quite weak. He was only holding on with his will and might fall down at any time.
It just depends on him and the second prince, who can persevere to the end?
At this time, in the distant night sky, there was another rolling blood cloud, rushing over in a mighty manner.
The dark red blood energy occupies the entire sky and casts a faint red light on the ground, forming a world like a regional underworld.
The blood cloud contained an extremely powerful force, which was so bright and frightening that one could even vaguely see a blood river hundreds of feet wide, passing through the blood cloud and connecting from the horizon to the sky above Sikong Chanyuan.
Below, the wild beasts in the forest were all trembling in fear, feeling the fear coming from their souls.
"Your Highness, the Second Prince, I will give you a helping hand." In the blood cloud, Blood General Kong Yi spread out a pair of blood wings more than ten feet long, holding a cyan bone spur, and rushed towards Zhang Ruochen below.
The blue bone spur is not made from ordinary bones, but a powerful sacred weapon.
Its name is "Blue Dragon Thorn". It is six feet long and is made from the dragon bone of a holy green dragon. Inside, there are 923 inscriptions engraved on it.
"Haha! The future of Kong Yi's blood will be just right. Quickly kill Zhang Ruochen for my prince and seize the Taotian Sword. As long as you send the Taotian Sword to the Sword Tomb and rescue Hades, you will be the greatest contributor." The second prince immediately went back,
No more fighting with Zhang Ruochen.
The battle just now made his injuries more serious.
If not, Kong Yi Blood Sword arrived in time, the second prince might have been unable to support himself any longer. After retreating, the second prince immediately took out an animal skin bag and drank the blood in the bag to heal his injuries.
Zhang Ruochen glanced at Blood General Kong Yi and saw clearly that this person's cultivation level had actually reached the realm of eighth-level semi-saint, making him a true high-level semi-sage.
You must know that the characters who can reach the high level of semi-saints are all the heroes among the semi-saints. Each of them has the opportunity to attack the holy realm.
Even though their chances are quite slim, they are not comparable to low-level half-saints.
In Zhang Ruochen's current state, there is no way he can be a match for Kong Yi's blood general.
He stared at the second prince coldly, feeling resentful in his heart, but he could only step back.
If he was given some more time, he would definitely be able to kill the second prince.
"Guo Guo!"
Zhang Ruochen called out.
The Tunxiang Rabbit rushed out of Zhang Ruochen's pocket, transformed into a huge crimson rabbit, picked up the very weak Zhang Ruochen on his back, and immediately rushed towards the Sikong Temple.
"Where to escape?"
Kong Yi Blood General stretched out his arm and struck out the green dragon thorn, stabbing Zhang Ruochen's vest.
The green dragon thorns made a "squeaking" sound, turned into nineteen knots, and continued to stretch, becoming several miles long, like a snake spitting a message, forming a winding curve.
The sharp thorns emit a dazzling cold light that can even blind people's eyes.
With Zhang Ruochen's mental strength, he could clearly feel that he had been completely locked by the Green Dragon Thorn and could not dodge at all.
Even before the green dragon thorn fell, a severe pain was already felt in his back.
That was the energy emitted by the Azure Dragon Thorn, which had already landed on Zhang Ruochen's body and rushed into his body.
Just when he was about to unlock the third seal of the relic, a dark figure rushed out of Sikong Chanyuan.
The figure burst out with astonishing speed, like a black lightning.
"If you can spare others and spare them, why do you need to kill them all?"
The black figure had already rushed behind Zhang Ruochen, stretched out a hand and grabbed the green dragon thorn.
On his five fingers, the shadows of five black dragons appeared, and a low-pitched dragon roar erupted.
With a sudden force of his arm, the blood general Kong Yi was thrown into the air and hit the cliff not far away, making a loud booming sound.
The body of Blood General Kong Yi was directly buried in the soil.
"It's actually more powerful than an eighth-level semi-saint?"
Zhang Ruochen looked intently at the black figure and saw that it was a monk with dark skin. There was even a faint metallic luster on his skin.
It is Er Sikong.
But what's more, Er Sikong at this moment is completely different from Zhang Ruochen when he first met him.
At that time, Er Sikong seemed very dull, and there was no energy fluctuation in his body. He was just an ordinary monk.
At this moment, Er Sikong's body was filled with extremely strong Buddha Qi, and the strength and vigor in his body was much stronger than that of Blood General Kong Yi.
Even Zhang Ruochen's eyesight couldn't see through him, and could only explain two points:
If it wasn't that Er Sikong's own cultivation was so powerful that he had practiced some profound secret technique to hide his cultivation from Zhang Ruochen, then it was that there was a person with a strong cultivation behind Er Sikong who helped him seal the seal on his body.
of cultivation.
No matter what the situation is, it also shows that Sikong Chanyuan is definitely not simple.
"Wow!"
Kong Yixue will fly out from the soil again, his body shakes, and he says: "Such a huge brute force. I didn't expect that a mere wild temple could have such a powerful master."
The second prince, who was recovering from his injuries, also saw the technique Er Sikong had just performed, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
After a moment, he seemed to have thought of something, his face changed slightly, and he immediately reminded: "Be careful, the move he just performed is the supreme martial arts of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Path, the Maha Dragon Claw Hand, which is called the Ten Thousand Buddhas Path.
The first claw method.”
The Maha Dragon Claw Hand and the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm are both among the top eighteen martial arts in the Way of Ten Thousand Buddhas. In a sense, they even surpass the sacred arts and represent the top claw and palm techniques.
Each of the eighteen martial arts skills is profound, profound, and profound enough for a monk to spend a lifetime practicing and studying.
Once you practice to the extreme, you can split mountains and behead mountains, capture dragons and slay saints, burn the sky and boil the sea, and become a first-class strong man in the world.
"Maha Dragon Claw Hand."
Blood General Kong Yi was also quite shocked and stared at Er Sikong again. Suddenly, his expression became a little solemn.
Er Sikong, however, still looked dull and said as if he was reciting lines: "Sikong Chanyuan does not want to get involved in the disputes of the secular world. It just wants to practice in this deep mountain. You immortal vampire monks, if you are now
It's still too late to retreat."
How could Er Sikong say such a thing?
Zhang Ruochen always felt that someone taught him to say this. So, Zhang Ruochen looked towards the gate of Sikong Chanyuan, and happened to see the figure of Da Sikong.
Zhang Ruochen suddenly understood and understood, with a smile on his lips.
Blood General Kong Yi stared at Er Sikong and sneered, "Monk, the target of our immortal vampire clan is Zhang Ruochen, and we don't want to be an enemy of Sikong Chanyuan. Hand Zhang Ruochen over to me, and I will leave immediately."
"is that so?"
Er Sikong looked towards the direction of Sikong Chanyuan, wanting to consult Da Sikong for his opinion.
I saw Da Sikong standing inside the gate of the monastery. He just opened the gate a crack, shook his head at him, mouthed something to him.
Er Sikong immediately nodded, turned around, looked at Blood General Kong Yi, and said: "No. Senior Brother has just explained that Zhang Ruochen is a pilgrim of Sikong Chanyuan, and he is also the first pilgrim to give money for incense. We have
The responsibility is to protect his safety."
On the inside of the door, Da Sikong slapped his forehead and said: "Idiot! Idiot! How can you say anything about the incense money so casually?"
Blood General Kong Yi's eyes became a little cold, and he always felt that the black-faced monk in front of him was just deliberately teasing him.
"Since you are so shameless, I can't blame you for being so rude. I'll kill you first, and then demolish Sikong Chanyuan. I want to see how you can continue to practice Qing Dynasty?"
Kong Yi's blood completely circulated the holy energy throughout his body, flowing into his arms and rushing into the Green Dragon Thorn.
A faint cyan halo appeared on the surface of the green dragon thorn, condensing into a huge green dragon shadow.
"Wow!"
The green dragon thorn seemed to turn into a blue dragon, spinning continuously and piercing Er Sikong's heart.
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