In the entire black market, there were countless evil cultivators gathered, belonging to various major sects. At this moment, they were all extremely surprised. Some of the cultivators were even trembling, not sure if it was because of fear or excitement.
It is really hard to imagine how powerful Zhang Ruochen is to be able to block the Jie Zi Seal with the blessing of the Queen's power?
Kong Hongbi and Guigu Shengjiang did not escape far. They were still in the black market. They hid in a stronghold in Jinmingtang and activated a defensive formation.
Standing inside the formation mask, Kong Hongbi took a breath of cold air and said coldly: "Ouyang Huan actually possesses such a powerful killing move. Once he hits the Jie Zi Seal, I am afraid that the one who ranks first on the "Half Saint List"
, it may not be able to stop it.”
As the young master of Mingtang, Kong Hongbi naturally has killer moves, but compared to Jie Ziyin, he is a little inferior.
What's even more disgusting is that Zhang Ruochen actually has a Buddhist treasure that can push his cultivation level to a holy general, which also puts him ahead of Kong Hongbi.
If this continues, won't the position of the number one master in the human race's holy realm be lost soon?
Kong Hongbi secretly made up his mind to return to the Mingtang and ask the hall master to take him to see the Holy Ancestor Empress. Only the Holy Ancestor Empress could produce a treasure comparable to the Jie Zi Seal to help him fight against the nine great Jie Zi.
The sword energy gully that Zhang Ruochen had previously opened with his sword was slowly closing.
The black market city was divided into two halves, and the two large floor blocks were reconnected into a whole.
Under Zhang Ruochen's feet, black inscriptions appeared, like a net, covering every street in the black market, and at the same time, it was connected to the underground.
Someone has activated the base formation underground in the black market to prevent holy-level battles from causing irreparable losses to the black market.
The emperor's power emanating from the Jie Zi Seal and the Buddha's light emitted by Zhang Ruochen collide with each other, forming a delicate balance.
Even a semi-saint who comes within ten feet will be knocked backwards by an invisible force.
"Only the Son of God and the Saint have the ability to fight Zhang Ruochen. If we approach, there is no difference between us and death."
The monks of the Demon Sect were horrified when they saw Zhang Ruochen fall, and immediately retreated, wanting to retreat as far away as possible.
At this moment, Zhang Ruochen was not relaxed at all, as if he was being suppressed by a hundred thousand mountains. He could only hold on to the Jie Zi Seal with all his strength.
Even if they are just slightly discouraged, he and Shi Meiren will turn into powder in an instant and die without a burial place.
The Jie Zi Seal emits a mysterious force that suppresses the space, making the surrounding space extremely stable, as if frozen.
Originally, in Zhang Ruochen's eyes, space was just a piece of paper that could be torn and penetrated.
Now, the space has turned into a layer of iron, making it impossible for Zhang Ruochen to exert the power of space movement and space cracks, making him seem quite passive.
Ouyang Huan had previously threatened to kill Zhang Ruochen with just one move, which was obviously his intention to use the Jie Zi Seal.
Ouyang Huan and Zhang Ruochen were both injured, and they were holding on to see who could not hold on first.
Of course, Ouyang Huan was more seriously injured. If the stalemate continued, it wouldn't take long and he would definitely fall down within half a quarter of an hour.
Controlling Jie Ziyin is by no means an easy task, and Ouyang Huan's injuries continue to worsen.
"Pavilion Master, if we don't take action now, when will we wait?" Ouyang Huan gritted his teeth and stared at the Master of Zhuguang Pavilion.
"Your Highness the Son of God, I will give you a helping hand."
The master of Zhuguang Pavilion recovered from the fright just now, flew to the ground, and appeared at the edge of Jie Ziyin.
From his hands, ten metal-like fingers, ten threads of demonic energy surged out and flew towards Zhang Ruochen, who was suppressed under the Jie Zi Seal.
The ten demonic threads are condensed by the rules of the holy way and represent the results of hundreds of years of practice by the master of the Pearl Pavilion. Not to mention the monk's body, even the sacred weapon can be cut.
Ten threads of demonic energy shuttled rapidly, completely wrapping Zhang Ruochen.
It is conceivable that as long as Zhuguanggege takes the initiative to think about it, Zhang Ruochen will turn into a pile of minced meat.
"This sage has already said that fighting against the Demon Sect will only lead to death." The master of the Zhuguang Pavilion gave a low smile.
Not far away from Zhang Ruochen, Shi Meiren fell to the ground, tears streaming from her eyes, but she shook her head helplessly.
At this moment, she didn't look like a sword master at all. She was no different from a weak ordinary woman. She just felt that she couldn't help Zhang Ruochen at all and felt that she was useless.
The master of the Pearl Pavilion glanced at Shi Meiren and revealed a meaningful smile: "Who would have thought that the high and mighty Palace Master of the Holy Lady Palace would also be a useless woman. Farewell, Palace Master!"
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The master of the Zhuguang Pavilion closed his ten fingers, and the ten demonic silk threads made a swishing sound, quickly contracted, and wrapped around Zhang Ruochen's eyes, neck, waist, and legs, trying to cut him into dozens of pieces.
Contrary to the expectations of the master of the Pearl Pavilion, thousands of golden Buddhist inscriptions appeared on the surface of Zhang Ruochen's skin, blocking the threads of evil energy.
"How is it possible? How can the defense be so strong?"
The master of the Zhuguang Pavilion was very angry. He dwarfed and turned into an afterimage, rushing under the Jie Ziyin.
His hands formed a holy-level fist seal and hit Zhang Ruochen's chest.
In his opinion, Zhang Ruochen was doing his best to support Jie Ziyin at the moment and had no ability to fight back.
Using a holy-level fist seal, one punch would probably cost Zhang Ruochen half his life, no matter how strong his defense was.
The black fist mark was getting closer and closer to Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen glanced at the master of the Zhuguang Pavilion and quickly reasoned in his mind, "There is no way to avoid this punch."
If he withstands this punch and is suppressed by Jie Ziyin, Zhang Ruochen will definitely die.
Of course, Zhang Ruochen would never sit still and wait for death. He took a deep breath, and the meridians appeared on the surface of his body.
Immediately afterwards, a long roar came out of Zhang Ruochen's mouth, and sound waves came out in circles, causing the Jie Ziyin to tremble violently.
The holy energy throughout the body is like a rushing river, making a "rumbling" sound.
"Bang bang."
Zhang Ruochen struck out nine palms in a row, each palm could produce a dragon shadow, each palm was stronger than the last.
The last palm fell, and the Jie Zi Seal the size of a small city was actually blown away by him.
In the distance, Ouyang Huan spat out a mouthful of blood mist.
His face was pale, he was walking backwards, his steps were staggering, and he looked unsteady.
At the same time, the sacred fist seal produced by the master of the Zhuguang Pavilion hit Zhang Ruochen's body with a bang, sending Zhang Ruochen flying away.
Zhang Ruochen was well prepared and gathered all the Buddhist energy in his chest, dissolving most of his power.
"Bang bang."
The shattering sounds continued one after another.
Zhang Ruochen crashed through the buildings, flew backwards for ten miles, and finally hit the wall of the black market, embedded in it, causing the wall dozens of feet high to tremble slightly.
The master of Zhuguang Pavilion retracted the demonic energy continuously, gathered it in the palm of his right hand, stared at Shi Meiren lying on the ground, and said: "Zhang Ruochen should have been disabled after being hit by this saint's true demonic fist. The next step is
It is your turn."
"How dare you attack me?"
Shi Meiren's eyes were fixed on the master of the Pearl Pavilion, and she actually regained some of her energy.
The master of Zhuguang Pavilion was startled, thinking that Shi Meiren had recovered.
You must know that Shi Meiren's true identity is one of the nine palace masters of the Demon Sect and a peerless swordsman.
If in the past, when the master of Zhuguang Pavilion went to the main altar and saw her, he had to greet her respectfully. How could he dare to feel any offence?
However, when the Master of the Zhuguang Pavilion looked carefully, he found that the beauty of Shi did not have the spirit that a sword master should have.
The reason why she said those words just now was probably just because of the unwillingness in her heart.
"哓哓. So what if I attack you? Do you think you are still the leader of the saints, Ling Feiyu?"
There was a cold look in the eyes of the Master of the Pearl Pavilion, with a hint of hostility, but also an indescribable excitement.
Being able to personally kill a sword master is something worth being excited about.
The master of Zhuguang Pavilion raised his dark arm, pressed down with his palm, and hit Ling Feiyu on the top of his head.
However, there was a sword light that flew out first.
With a puff, the black ancient sword penetrated the Holy Soul Domain of the Master of the Pearl Pavilion. The tip of the sword pierced into the chest, going deep inch by inch.
The impact carried by the sword caused the master of the Pearl Pavilion to fly out.
The bright red holy blood continuously flowed out from the chest of the master of the Pearl Pavilion and sprinkled on the ground.
"Zhang Ruochen...you can actually use the sword technique..."
The master of Zhuguang Pavilion put his hands together to block Shen Yuan's ancient sword, trying to break Zhang Ruochen's sword technique.
"boom."
Zhang Ruochen, with his long hair scattered and golden light shining all over his body, flew down from the sky, made a big hand seal and slapped it on the head of the head of the Pearl Pavilion.
The head of the master of Zhuguang Pavilion sank directly into his neck and he fell to the ground.
The saint's vitality is very strong and cannot be killed easily.
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ruochen struck dozens of palms in succession. The palm prints, like raindrops, fell one after another on the body of the master of the Zhuguang Pavilion.
Zhang Ruochen didn't stop until he beat the master of Zhuguang Pavilion into a ball of bloody mud. His hands were covered with holy blood and were particularly bright red.
The entire black market was silent.
In the darkness, there were countless people with frightened eyes.
"Zhang Ruochen, do you dare to kill the saint of the Moon Worship Sect?"
Ouyang Huan's eyes were cold and he became really angry. He controlled the Jie Ziyin and wanted to suppress Zhang Ruochen again.
However, before the Jie Zi Seal fell, Zhang Ruochen used spatial movement and disappeared from the place.
At the same time, Zhang Ruochen appeared on Ouyang Huan's right side and slashed out with a sword, slashing towards his legs.
The sword flashed.
Shen Yuan's ancient sword drew out a sword arc, passed through Ouyang Huan's knees, and appeared behind him.
Because Zhang Ruochen drew the sword so fast that Ouyang Huan's body and legs were still connected until he sheathed the sword.
"Bang."
Zhang Ruochen struck out with a palm, hitting Ouyang Huan in the chest.
Ouyang Huan's chest collapsed completely, his back bulged, and all the holy energy dispersed from his body. He flew backwards, drew a blood-red arc, and fell to the ground.
On the ground, only two bloody calves were left, still in a standing posture.
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(Notice in advance, I will go back to my hometown tomorrow, so the update will be very late.
At the same time, I also want to apologize to everyone. I promised to update two chapters at twelve o'clock in the evening some time ago, but in the end I found that I couldn't finish it at all. This is my fault, and I will not make random promises in the future.
The updates will be kept to two chapters per day as much as possible, and will be sent out as soon as possible after writing.
Again, I can only promise to try my best, but I can’t guarantee that I will be able to write two chapters a day. Alas, I will cry if I talk too much. I hope everyone can understand! If you can’t understand, I admit it. After all, I am also a reader like everyone else.
, I understand everyone’s feelings. Again, I’m sorry.)