The sword moves Zhang Ruochen performed were indeed integrated into the artistic conception of Jian San.
With a saint-level power, the power of the Three of Swords is naturally different from what it was before.
Mr. Nie waved the Holy Staff of Meditation upwards, and a cyan wood-attribute power rushed out, condensing into the virtual image of a towering ancient tree.
"Wow."
It was the shadow of the sacred tree of meditation for ten thousand years, with a life, tenacity, and destructive power that caused the entire space to vibrate slightly, forming circles of ripples.
That's right.
It is indeed the space that is vibrating.
The power of the saint is so powerful that it can break the rules of heaven and earth, and naturally it can affect the stability of space to a certain extent.
The power of the saint is so powerful that it can even break space.
The reason why Mr. Nie mobilized all his strength to cause the space to fluctuate slightly was actually to suppress Zhang Ruochen's space power.
Once the space is not stable enough, even a descendant of time and space will find it difficult to control the power of space. If you use it forcefully, you may injure yourself.
With a "boom", the holy staff of Jingxin collided with Shen Yuan's ancient sword.
The virtual image of the towering holy tree shattered all the sword energy. Mr. Nie and Zhang Ruochen stepped back at the same time, opening a distance of more than ten miles.
Mr. Nie twirled his beard and said with a smile: "Zhang Ruochen, how much more combat power can you exert if this saint suppresses your space power? Young man, you cannot guess the power of the saint."
"Wow."
Mr. Nie grabbed the holy staff of meditation and shook it violently. The shadow of the huge holy tree swayed, causing the space within a radius of ten miles to slightly tremble again.
The shadow of the huge holy tree brought with it a deafening sound of wind and thunder, and like a blue divine cloud, it pressed down and completely enveloped Zhang Ruochen.
The Holy Staff of Meditation is a treasure on the "Hundred Patterns Sacred Artifact Book". The power it unleashes is comparable to the Thousand Patterns Sacred Artifact. When a saint controls such a powerful weapon, the power it unleashes is enough to obliterate
All living things within dozens of miles.
Yao Ji glanced in the direction of Zhang Ruochen with a worried expression. Mr. Nie's cultivation was much stronger than she imagined.
"Zhang Ruochen, you must hold on longer. As long as I suppress the four holy war bone kings first, the balance of victory will be reversed."
Yao Ji accelerated her attack speed and used a holy technique to hit the body of a Holy War Bone King, causing it to sink into the ground. A small part of the holy bones on its body melted, making it impossible to continue fighting.
The four Holy War Bone Kings are all puppets made from the bones of saints. Talismans and inscriptions can be used to control them.
Although they only have 10% to 50% of the combat power of true saints, they are quite difficult to deal with, and ordinary attack methods cannot destroy them at all.
Now, Yao Ji is very anxious. If Zhang Ruochen cannot resist Mr. Nie's attack and falls down first, then her situation will become quite dangerous.
Facing the attack from the phantom of the holy tree, Zhang Ruochen seemed particularly calm. He used the Eye of the Divine Seal to observe the locations where the space shock was the slightest.
With a movement of his body, Zhang Ruochen used spatial movement, changing his position seven times in a row, each time stepping on the weakest point in the space vibration.
When changing directions for the sixth time, Zhang Ruochen passed through the shadow of the holy tree and appeared above Mr. Nie's head.
When changing directions for the seventh time, Zhang Ruochen passed through Mr. Nie's holy soul realm, and with a bang, a sword pierced his heart.
The bright red holy blood, burning with red flames, gushes out from Mr. Nie's heart.
Zhang Ruochen stared at Mr. Nie's old face at close range and whispered: "The power of the descendants of time and space is not something you can guess."
"You...are not...controlled..."
Mr. Nie's pupils gradually dilated, and he finally realized that Zhang Ruochen was not controlled by Yao Ji at all and had always been awake.
Originally, Mr. Nie had warned himself that he would never make the mistake of the two saints of the Demon Sect again, and never underestimate Zhang Ruochen.
At this moment, he suddenly realized that he still underestimated Zhang Ruochen.
In fact, you can’t blame Mr. Nie, everyone makes such mistakes.
Even with Zhang Ruochen's current cultivation level, facing a ninth-order semi-saint-level expert and facing a junior with the first-level fish-dragon cultivation level, although he would not look down on his opponent, his mentality would still be somewhat different.
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Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen noticed an extremely dangerous aura pouring out of Mr. Nie's body.
"Could it be that he wants to self-destruct the Holy Source?"
The hair on Zhang Ruochen's body stood up, and he used his arms to pull back Shen Yuan's ancient sword.
If Mr. Nie really detonates the Holy Source, then the defense within a hundred miles will be completely destroyed.
Zhang Ruochen didn't have to run away at all, because he didn't have enough time to open the scroll world, let alone escape, and he would definitely die.
However, Mr. Nie obviously did not have the courage to self-destruct the Holy Source. He just sealed the blood in his heart and used all his strength to create a hand seal, knocking Zhang Ruochen back dozens of feet.
Then, Mr. Nie flew out upside down, used a secret escape technique, flew away at five times the speed, and disappeared at the end of the sky in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Ruochen covered his painful chest, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and said: "The saint's vitality is too strong, and he will not die even if his heart is broken. You must remember this in the future, otherwise it will be very dangerous."
Mr. Nie's secret escape technique also surprised Zhang Ruochen. The speed was so fast that it was definitely several times faster than usual. Even a strong man with ten times higher cultivation than him might not be able to catch up with him.
Of course, you must pay a huge price to use such a secret escape technique, and you will definitely not use it unless it is absolutely necessary.
"It is too difficult to kill a saint." Zhang Ruochen sighed in his heart.
The vitality of saints is so strong that even if their heads are cut off, they may not die. Moreover, the vast majority of saints are proficient in the secret techniques of escape, and they can escape and save their lives even if they are not opponents.
And the most important point is that the saint can use the "self-explosion holy source" as a deterrent. If you can't kill with one hit, it is very likely that you will die together.
It has to be said that Zhang Ruochen was able to kill the two giants of the Holy Realm of the Demon Sect only by luck. With this record, he is enough to become a figure that all the saints in the world have to take seriously.
Following that, Mr. Nie was seriously injured and escaped. In addition to the two Holy War Bone Kings that were scattered by Yao Ji, the other two Holy War Bone Kings also immediately retreated, bringing with them a large area of death energy and rushing into the woods.
Yao Ji did not chase him, but stared at the young man holding the sword with a look of amazement. The more he looked at him, the more handsome he became, and the more she looked at him, the more reluctant she was to kill him.
If such a powerful genius can always obey her orders, Tianluo Sect will definitely develop and grow into one of the most powerful sects in Tiantai Prefecture within a hundred years.
Even if she lets him become her man, what's the point?
However, everything is just a fantasy. Yao Ji does not think that with her ability, she can control Zhang Ruochen forever.
"Zhang Ruochen! Zhang Ruochen! My sister really likes you more and more, and is very reluctant to send you on your way. Unfortunately, you are a genius, and my sister is very afraid that she will not be able to control you in the future. You are not a guy at first glance.
If this loving person dies by your sword, where will my sister go to cry?"
Yao Ji gently touched Zhang Ruochen's chin with a delicate jade finger. Her pupils gradually turned red, and her smile faded, showing a chill.
He pinched his fingers into claws, forming a vortex of energy, and quickly grabbed Zhang Ruochen's heart.
"Uh-huh."
Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen, who had been motionless, stabbed him with a sword at a faster speed than her.
Shen Yuan's ancient sword was very sharp. With a chirping sound, it penetrated Yao Ji's palm and penetrated through the back of her hand.
"Since you know that I am not a compassionate person, you shouldn't have any ideas about me."
Zhang Ruochen turned his fingers, and Shen Yuan's ancient sword also turned rapidly, emitting a black sword light and completely shattering Yao Ji's right arm.
"You are not under the control of illusion?"
Yao Ji's beautiful face showed a horrified look, and she immediately inspired her secret escape technique and turned into a purple light, trying to escape.
"Still want to escape?" Zhang Ruochen shouted coldly.
"Every direction changes in an instant."
The scale sword technique burst out, causing the flow of time around him to slow down a bit.
Zhang Ruochen's sword moves sped up a lot, dragging out a dazzling sword energy and slashing towards Yao Ji who was flying in mid-air.
"Pfft."
The holy blood flew down.
At the same time, Yao Ji's muffled sound was also heard, and three snow-white fox tails fell from the sky.
"Zhang Ruochen, today, if you cut off three of my sister's tails, I will pay you back twice as much in the future." Yao Ji's voice came back from hundreds of miles away.
"The speed of escaping is quite fast."
Zhang Ruochen ignored Yao Ji and immediately used his physical skills to reach the top of the snow mountain again. He picked up Shi Meiren, who was wearing a meteor invisibility cloak, and rushed out.
An hour later, getting closer and closer, Zhang Ruochen could already feel the power in his body slowly dissipating.
You must escape immediately and reach a safe place.
Zhang Ruochen believed that the battle just now, in which Mr. Nie and Yao Ji were seriously injured one after another, was enough to deter the evil saints of the black market who were hiding in the dark, so that they would not dare to catch up quickly.
Yao Ji stood on the bank of a stream, her buttocks were dripping with blood, and there was not even a fox tail left. As the leader of a sect and a giant in the holy realm, she was naturally a little miserable and quite embarrassed.
She looked at the direction Zhang Ruochen left, with an angry look on her pretty face: "Damn you, one day, sister, I will eat your heart."
As she spoke, Yao Ji stretched out her vagina and licked her bright red lips.
At this moment, Yao Ji smelled a smell of blood, and her pretty face turned a little pale. She raised her head and found that the entire sky had turned blood red.
A vast blood cloud flew from the sky, and the cloud exuded an aura that made her feel a little scared.
That direction was exactly where Zhang Ruochen escaped.
"The blood king of the undead vampire clan...and there is more than one."
Yao Ji immediately took out an invisibility bead and hid it. It wasn't until the blood cloud completely flew over that she walked out again and sighed: "The Blood King of the Immortal Vampire Tribe must have come for the Monstrous Sword. It seems that Zhang Ruochen will not survive."