Xue Wuye's sword contains an extremely exquisite artistic conception of the way of swordsmanship, not only the way of swordsmanship, but also the way of speed, sharpness, penetration...etc., dozens of holy ways are integrated into one.
As soon as the sword was thrust out, cold light shone out, and the flying snow between the sky and the earth trembled slightly.
Zhang Ruochen's eyes were extremely determined, and a sword intent that was no weaker than Xue Wuye's was gushing out from his body. He grasped the hilt of Shen Yuan's ancient sword with both hands, and countless rules of the holy way poured out and merged into the sword body.
He struck out with his sword and collided with Xue Wuye.
"Bang bang."
Both of them are the top swordsman wizards. They attack very fast. There are only two of them, but there are hundreds of figures. The sword energy that bursts out is even more dense, like a sea of swords, filling the entire space.
Make it difficult for people to get close.
Suddenly, the time between heaven and earth paused. All figures, sword energy, and snowflakes were motionless. Only a bright sword light passed through the space.
"No, Sword of Time."
Xue Wuye's eyes shrank, and his pupils were almost filled with sword light. He quickly activated the time mark on his palm, and also used a sword of time move to meet the flying sword light.
The palms of Xue Wuye's left hand and right hand have time imprints and space imprints, which were given to him by Saint Monk Xumi.
"Pfft."
Shen Yuan's ancient sword penetrated Xue Wuye's body. At the same time, the sword in Xue Wuye's hand also penetrated Zhang Ruochen's body.
Both of them had holy blood gushing out from their bodies.
Xue Wuye was slightly startled. She didn't expect that Zhang Ruochen would rather fight him to the point of losing both sides than avoid him. Could it be that he really couldn't feel the pain anymore?
At this moment, Zhang Ruochen quickly changed his moves, released his fingers from the hilt of the sword, then formed a palm seal and struck the hilt of Shen Yuan's ancient sword with all his strength.
"Chi."
The Ancient Sword of Shen Yuan completely sank into Xue Wuye's body, all the way to the hilt. The impact contained in the sword caused Xue Wuye to fly backwards, and was nailed to a city wall dozens of feet high by the Ancient Sword of Shen Yuan.
above.
"Even Xue Wuye was defeated."
"Xue Wuye has never been defeated. Even the battle with Master Lidi was only a tie. Moreover, not long ago, he also defeated the Wuji Sword Master of the Immortal Vampire Clan. Even the Sword Emperor at this age is probably
Just like him."
"However, Zhang Ruochen defeated him. He was so strong that he was abnormally strong."
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Three consecutive world disciples were seriously injured. The scene was so shocking that many people were dumbfounded and had an idea in their hearts. Maybe there is no invincible person in the world. Even the most outstanding people will fall down sometimes.
And Zhang Ruochen is overthrowing legends one after another and defeating people who are impossible to defeat.
Because of his existence, the light on the Nine Realms became dim.
The remaining world disciples discovered that even if they were as powerful as Zhang Ruochen, they would not be able to defeat him in a one-on-one situation.
"Okay, you are worthy of being a descendant of time and space. I will fight you."
Gai Tianjiao's voice was rough, and she roared, activating the power of her innate Yang body, exuding fiery power and golden brilliance.
From a distance, it looks like a scorching sun emitting flames, and her body contains the power to destroy the world.
The muscles on Gai Tianjiao's body were like red-hot iron. When he punched out, a large amount of sparks suddenly appeared, causing the space to vibrate slightly.
Five-colored lights surged out of Zhang Ruochen's body, and a palm print collided with her fiery fist, causing a wave of fire to flow out.
On the other side, Sui Han stood straight outside the palace gate and took out a six-foot-long guqin.
The guqin stood upright on the ground. Suihan held the forehead of the qin with one hand and danced on the strings with the other hand.
On the strings, notes flew out one by one and condensed into figures holding long swords. "They" were murderous, like hundreds of swordsmen, attacking Zhang Ruochen at the same time.
At the same time, Miying, who was wrapped in a black robe, grabbed the black staff in his hand and pointed in the direction of Zhang Ruochen.
"Wow——"
In an instant, above Zhang Ruochen's head, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth intertwined and condensed into a circular formation.
The formation rotated rapidly, and circles of light streaks rushed out of the formation and fell on Zhang Ruochen's body. With each circle of light streaks falling, Zhang Ruochen felt as if he was bearing the pressure of a mountain, and his feet continued to sink to the ground.
Every sound Suihan played fell on Zhang Ruochen, either leaving a sword wound or causing his body to dent inwards, making his injuries worse.
The three major realms took action at the same time, suppressing Zhang Ruochen until he could not move and could only be beaten passively.
"Aren't you going to admit defeat yet?"
Sui Han sighed and shook his head slightly.
The next moment, an overlapping image appeared with the ten fingers of his hands, pressing on the strings at the same time, playing thousands of piano sounds in an instant.
Thousands of piano sounds overlapped and formed a resonance, which suddenly turned into a shocking sound and spread out.
The guqin was trembling, Suihan's hands were trembling, and even his own eardrums were shattered, with blood flowing from his ears.
Thousands of piano sounds condensed into a translucent giant sword dozens of feet long, which spun half a circle in the air, then suddenly swung down and struck Zhang Ruochen's head.
Everyone knows that the moment to decide Zhang Ruochen's life or death has arrived.
Zhang Ruochen took a deep breath, and his chest and abdomen rose and fell violently.
"boom--"
The Divine Fire of Purification surged out from Zhang Ruochen's one hundred and forty-four acupoints. In an instant, Gai Tianjiao's arm was burned black, and except for the bones, the flesh and blood on his arm turned into ashes.
You must know that Gai Tianjiao's innate Yang body has been fully developed, and the thing she is not afraid of the most is flames. Even if she is refined with infinite holy fire for three days and three nights, it is impossible to damage a single hair of hers.
Under the purifying divine fire, she suffered severe injuries.
The formation hanging above Zhang Ruochen's head was naturally annihilated by the Pure Destruction Divine Fire and lost its power.
However, the giant sword formed by the sound of the piano was not burned by the pure fire, and it was only three feet away from Zhang Ruochen's head.
"Changing the world, changing the space, distorting the space."
Zhang Ruochen let out a long roar from his mouth, and hugged the void with both hands. Suddenly, the power of space poured out, and the tip and hilt of the giant sword changed their spatial structures.
The tip of the sword that was originally aimed at Zhang Ruochen turned into a hilt.
Although it is the sound of a piano, it cannot escape the space.
Zhang Ruochen held the hilt of the sword with both hands, used space power to control the sonic giant sword, and swung it out, drawing a circle. Sui Han, Mi Ying, and Gai Tianjiao were all in the sword circle and were attacked.
"Bang."
The guqin in Sui Han's hand and the staff in Mi Ying's hand broke at the same time. The next moment, the three of them, including Gai Tianjiao, vomited blood and flew backwards, and their bodies were cut into two pieces.
Zhang Ruochen was not much better than them and was seriously injured. However, the murderous intent in his eyes did not diminish at all, but became more intense.
"Amitabha." Monk Lidi recited a Buddha's name.
Zhang Ruochen didn't even look at him. With a wave of his arm, a crack in space flew out.
The figure of the Lidi monk swayed and moved in another direction, avoiding the space crack, and advised again: "Why bother if you know you can't do it?"
Zhang Ruochen's eyes were like two magic lamps, as scarlet as blood. He clenched his hands into the shape of claws, threw himself at the standing monk, and pressed toward the void at the same time.
The entire space made a crackling sound and hundreds of cracks appeared.
All the spatial cracks spread to the front of the standing monk, wrapping him in the center and trying to devour him.
The standing monk closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and tens of thousands of ancient and mysterious Sanskrit characters appeared on his body. Each Sanskrit character contained the supreme way and radiated the light of the Buddha.
In his mouth, he read four words: "Buddhism is boundless."
In an instant, the world became extremely peaceful, and the space cracks stopped spreading towards him. Wisps of Buddha's light radiated from his body poured into the space cracks, filling the cracks and making the space smooth again.
At the same time, behind Monk Lidi, a huge Buddha figure emerged, exuding a majestic and sacred aura. He struck out a Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm and suppressed it towards Zhang Ruochen.
In the air sea between Zhang Ruochen's brows, Buddha's light also emerged, illuminating the heaven and earth. He raised his hands, with a dragon shadow in one hand and an elephant shadow in the other, as if he had transformed into an ancient divine elephant and an abyss dragon, and struck with both palms.
They are all dragon-elephant prajna palms.
One has the golden body of the Buddha, and the other has the relics of the Buddha.
"The wild elephant is galloping to the ground."
"Flying in the sky."
"The dragon and the elephant return to heaven."
"Dragon image."
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"Dragon Elephant Divine Furnace"
"The dragon travels through the nine heavens."
Both of them were fighting head-on, using the same moves. Monk Lidi possessed the golden body of the Buddha Emperor, known as the Immortal Vajra. Zhang Ruochen possessed the innate five-element chaotic body, known as the strongest physique.
Every collision is like two diamond-iron mountains colliding, and the sound that erupts seems to shatter a person's heart.
Zhang Ruochen's injuries worsened further. Even with his innate five-element chaotic body, he could not hold on. There were many cracks all over his body, like ceramics, which could break into pieces at any time.
At this moment, the Divine Fire of Purification emerged from the cracks on his body.
In the ensuing confrontation, every time the two of them collided, the hands of the monk would be burned red, and wisps of green smoke would come out. If the confrontation continued like this, the golden body of the Buddha Emperor might be burned and destroyed by the pure fire.
Once destroyed, the Buddha Emperor's golden body will no longer be indestructible.
Previously, Monk Lidi used his own power to fight, and the Buddha Emperor's Golden Body was just a shell, an immortal skin. Now, Monk Lidi wants to borrow the power of the Buddha Emperor's Golden Body to suppress Zhang Ruochen.
In other words, Monk Lidi wanted to use the power of the Buddha Emperor.
"Amitabha!"
The monk Lidi spread his arms and flew up from the ground. Every Sanskrit character on his body turned into a Buddha shadow, flying out from his body and suspended between heaven and earth.
The heaven and earth outside the palace gate seemed to have transformed into the land of ten thousand Buddhas, and the sound of mighty chanting could be heard one after another.
The standing monk stretched out a palm and slowly pressed it towards Zhang Ruochen. At the same time, thousands of Buddha shadows suspended between the sky and the earth also made a handprint at the same time.
Zhang Ruochen's long hair was scattered, and in the air between his eyebrows, it was like a tsunami. The holy energy was surging violently, and the next moment, the power of the universe spurted out.
"die--"
Zhang Ruochen roared and pressed his palms upward.
"Bang bang."
The Buddha shadows all over the sky were like bubbles, all of which collapsed and turned into wisps of Buddha energy. The monk on the ground also vomited blood and flew out, hitting the wall of the city wall and directly smashing through the wall.
Zhang Ruochen walked towards the palace gate step by step, his body covered in blood and flesh. In front of him, only Huang Yanchen remained.
Huang Yanchen's eyes were a little red. He held the Hunyuan Sword and pointed at Zhang Ruochen's heart, saying: "Zhang Ruochen, don't go any further. Once you step into the palace gate, the Queen will definitely kill you."
"If I keep walking forward, will you kill me?" Zhang Ruochen stopped.
His heart was right at the tip of the Hunyuan Sword.
Huang Yanchen's hands were trembling a little, and he said: "No... don't force me."
"When you pointed your sword at my heart, have you ever thought about how much my heart hurts..."
Before Zhang Ruochen finished speaking, a huge palm force hit his back, causing his body to rush forward suddenly.
Stab.
Zhang Ruochen seemed to be able to hear the sound of the sword piercing his heart.
The person who slapped Zhang Ruochen behind was none other than Ouyang Huan, who had never made a move.
Seeing Zhang Ruochen's body being penetrated by the Hunyuan Sword, Huang Yanchen was obviously startled, his apricot eyes widened, and he did not expect that Ouyang Huan would take action at this time.
She was about to step forward to help Zhang Ruochen, but an extremely powerful force burst out from Zhang Ruochen's body, turning into energy ripples, sending her and Ouyang Huan flying out at the same time.
That is the Xuanhuang Qi.
At this moment, Zhang Ruochen stepped into the Xuanhuang Realm.
Zhang Ruochen stood alone under the palace gate, looked at the sword stuck in his heart, smiled miserably, and stared at Huang Yanchen who fell far away.
He reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword, pulled out the Hunyuan Sword from his heart, and a fountain of blood poured out from his chest and sprinkled on the palace gate.
Zhang Ruochen roared angrily, swung his sword out, cut off a section of his robe with a stabbing sound, and said: "From now on, all ties will be broken, and you will no longer be my wife."
Zhang Ruochen threw the Hunyuan Sword out, his eyes became a little dim, and all his energy seemed to have dissipated. He stopped moving forward, turned around and walked away from the imperial city, leaving only a lonely and desolate back.
With a series of blood-red footprints.
"Wow."
Hunyuan Sword fell to the ground and landed in front of Huang Yanchen.
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(The update is a little late, but I want to finish writing the plot, so this chapter is four thousand words, is it sincere enough? Then, should the vote go to Xiaoyu?)