Carrying the power of the five elements, Zhang Ruochen pressed his palm upwards. In an instant, the aura belt condensed from the five powers quickly rotated around his arm, forming a huge vortex.
"Boom."
The next moment, the two handprints collided together, erupting into a powerful wave of power.
Suddenly, a series of explosions sounded in the book world. Hundreds of words suspended in the air shattered and opened into clouds of spiritual mist.
As the words were broken, the miniature world formed by the scroll became quite unstable and began to shake.
Has Lin Yue been suppressed?
Countless pairs of eyes looked at the miniature world of books on the mountain of books. They only saw a spiritual mist wrapping Lin Yue's body. It was impossible to see what the outcome of the battle would be.
The talent of the little saint of the Demon Sect is not inferior to that of Lin Yue, and her cultivation level is one level higher than that of Lin Yue. She may be able to turn Lin Yue into a cripple by using a unique skill like "Eight Desolate Seals".
"Wow!"
Suddenly, five circles of energy ripples surged out from the scroll, turning into five huge waves of different colors, and charged towards Mu Lingxi.
Zhang Ruochen stood in the center of the five circles of energy ripples, his body standing upright, like an unyielding mountain.
The Bahuang Seal Technique can be called one of the top ten unique skills of the Demon Sect. It is naturally extremely powerful and cannot be easily defeated.
Mu Lingxi quickly retracted her arm, and then patted it down faster.
"boom!"
Her palm became very huge and filled with ice energy.
Eight beast marks emerged from the palm of the hand, emitting a faint cold light. As the holy energy was continuously injected into it, the eight beast marks flew out from the palm and turned into eight huge beast shadows, suppressing Zhang Ruochen.
Go down.
The eight beast shadows are basically the Ice Python, Ice Winged Dragon, Ice Sky Spider, Ice Silver Wolf, Ice Black Turtle, Ice Kun, Ice Snow Tiger, and Ice Ancient Phoenix.
The eight beast shadows are the eight beast souls.
Every beast soul is at the semi-saint level.
It would be difficult for other fish and dragon realm monks to refine a semi-saint-level beast soul into the palm of their hands.
Only Mu Lingxi, who possesses the ancient holy body of the Ice Phoenix, still relies on the blood of the Ice Phoenix to suppress the eight savage beasts' holy souls and exert the power of the Eight Desolate Seal Techniques at a great level.
"If you don't use the sword anymore, you will be defeated!" Mu Lingxi said.
Mu Lingxi knew very well that the reason why Zhang Ruochen only used palm prints to fight her was because Zhang Ruochen couldn't bear to use his sword against her.
In the past month, Mu Lingxi has broken through to the eighth transformation of fish and dragon, and has practiced the Eight Desolations Seal Technique to great perfection, and her strength has greatly increased. Even compared with Zhang Ruochen, I am afraid there is not much difference.
Once Zhang Ruochen uses his sword, he may not be able to hold back his moves at critical moments.
If you can't hold your sword, if something unexpected happens... the consequences will be disastrous.
Zhang Ruochen looked at the eight beast shadows that had been suppressed. He was still calm, but frowned slightly, and finally held the Golden Snake Holy Sword tightly.
With a wave of his arm, a golden sword energy surged out, drawing a huge circle on the ground.
"Sword Two."
Zhang Ruochen displayed the first level of Jian Er, alternating yin and yang.
At this level, the swordsmanship focused more on defense than attack.
As the sword technique was displayed, a huge disk with Zhang Ruochen as the center and a radius of ten miles was condensed. In the disk, night and day continued to alternate, and sword energy continued to strike at the eight beast shadows.
Chen Tianpeng, one of the three heirs to the Saint King's Palace in the Eastern Territory, said with admiration: "Lin Yue is truly a prodigy in swordsmanship. He has actually mastered both swordsmanship to the first level. In the past thousand years, not many people have been able to achieve such swordsmanship.
Talent."
Chen Kai shook his head and said: "I heard that Lin Yue has cultivated Jian Er to the second level."
"Although the eight desolate seals of the little saint of the demon sect are powerful, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Lin Yue's strength is superior to hers. If Lin Yue displays the second level of Sword II, he bursts into an offensive
, there is still a good chance of defeating her."
"It's indeed a bit strange. Why does Lin Yue only use defensive moves but not take the initiative to attack?"
"Lin Yue may not want to take the initiative to attack. It is very likely that the holy energy in his body has begun to run out and he cannot wield the second level of Sword 2 at all. After all, he has fought against more than ten masters along the way."
"That's right! Even a solid person will be overdrawn sometimes. What's more, Lin Yue only has the cultivation level of the seventh fish-dragon transformation, and the amount of holy energy is not as good as the eighth fish-dragon transformation, the fish-dragon third transformation
The nine-transformation monk."
"Lin Yue must have consumed a lot of energy in the previous battle. In this battle, he will probably be defeated when facing the three powerful men of the Holy Body level of the Demon Sect."
…
Rat and Snake Er stood next to the 108 King Seats, looking down, watching the battle between Zhang Ruochen and the three masters of the Demon Sect.
The mouse's eyes showed an evil light, staring at Mu Lingxi, and said with a smile: "The little saint's cultivation speed is really amazing, she can actually compete with Lin Yue."
She Er clasped his hands on his chest, and occasionally stuck out his red tongue, saying: "After all, the little saint has just broken through to the eighth transformation of fish and dragon, and there is still some gap between her and Lin Yue. However, for some unknown reason, Lin Yue
Yue didn't seem to want to be cruel to her, and he gave in to her at every turn. Lin Yue and the little saint, I'm afraid it's a story."
"It doesn't matter whether there is a story or not. As long as the little saint can defeat Lin Yue, it will preserve the prestige of our religion. Moreover, the little saint can also rely on this battle to become famous all over the world."
The mouse's eyes moved away from the battlefield and fell on Huang Yanchen, with a "chuck" laugh: "No matter how strong Lin Yue is, he is just a bodyguard. If we can deal with the host and guest, then we can truly
It’s a way to draw fuel from under the cauldron.”
Immediately, the rat's figure flashed and turned into a black light, rushing towards the yellow smoke below.
Huang Yanchen felt the dangerous aura coming from above, and immediately drew out the holy sword, struck out like lightning, and stabbed forward.
"Swish!"
Immediately, dozens of sword energy surged out from the holy sword, gathered at one point, and hit the black figure.
"Bang!"
The mouse stretched out a palm, grabbed the holy sword directly, stared at Huang Yanchen at close range, showed his yellow teeth, and smiled: "Little beauty, your reaction speed is quite fast, but it's a pity that your cultivation level is too low, your
The sword piercing Master Shu's body can only tickle Master Shu."
Rats are very lustful by nature, and when they see the iceberg beauty Huang Yanchen, they want to tease her even more.
However, just when one of Shu's hands reached towards Huang Yanchen.
Behind him, a cold voice sounded: "Her sword can't hurt you, where is my sword?"
The rat's neck felt very stiff, and he could clearly feel that an iron sword was placed on his neck. The cold air emanating from the sword made the blood in his upper body almost solidify.
Shu's hand stopped immediately, his eyes were quite cold: "Ale! What are you doing?"
A Le stood behind the rat, his rusty iron sword pressed against the rat's neck, and said: "Let go of that dirty hand of yours."
"you……"
The rat's face became ferocious and extremely angry.
Although the rat is not afraid of Ah Le, it does not want to provoke him.
You know, there is a legend within the Demon Cult, "No one can kill A Le, but all the people targeted by A Le have died."
Who would want to mess with such a person?
Shu said in a deep voice: "If you want me to let her go, you have to give me a reason, right?"
"No reason." A Le said.
"Wow!"
The edge of the iron sword was quite sharp and had already penetrated the rat's defense, leaving a bloody mark on his neck.
It is conceivable that as long as Ah Le shakes his hand, the rat's head will fly out.
"Rat, let her go." Ouyang Huan personally ordered.
Although Ouyang Huan didn't know why A Le wanted to help Huang Yanchen, he understood A Le and knew that he had his own reasons for everything he did.
Although the rat was very reluctant, he finally let go of his grip on the holy sword.
Huang Yanchen put the holy sword back and glanced at A Le, with a very confused look in his eyes.
In the end, she still clasped her hands and said, "Thank you very much."
A Le withdrew the sword that was placed on the mouse's neck, thrust the tip of the sword on the page of the book, pressed his hands on the hilt of the sword, his eyes blurred, and said coldly: "Don't thank me, although I won't hurt you, I won't hurt you either.
Let you and Lin Yue continue to take a step forward."
Then, he said: "I would also like to advise you. If Lin Yue kills someone from the God's Cult, the God's Cult will definitely punish him. You'd better not go with her. If you want to sit on the throne of the king, I can
I will be your bodyguard and help you secure a seat."
A Le's words did not contain any emotion, but they caused a huge shock to everyone present.
"What are you doing? What is Huang Yanchen's identity?"
"Lin Yue is willing to be her bodyguard, so why not give up? Why is that deadly swordsman from the Demon Cult willing to be her bodyguard?"
"It is said that the deadly swordsman does not take orders from anyone. Even Ouyang Huan will not regard him as a bodyguard."
"What is so charming about Huang Yanchen that he can be protected by two swordsman wizards?"
…
Not to mention the surprise of everyone present, even Huang Yanchen was quite surprised. He did not expect that the powerful young swordsman in front of him would say such a thing.
"Could it be that he also has something to do with me?" Huang Yanchen thought to himself.
Just when everyone was still talking about it, another young figure climbed up from the bottom of the book mountain and shouted something, which shocked everyone beyond measure.
"There is no need for the Demon Cult to be attentive. I can be Princess Yanchen's bodyguard and help her secure a throne as king."
On the stairs, Bu Qianfan wore a golden armor and carried a two-eight-foot-long painted halberd, which was draped on both sides of his face. His momentum was like a rainbow, and his steps were like flying, as he fought all the way up the mountain of books.