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Chapter 1132 Emperor Killing Demon Sword

In the sound wave, there was a swishing sound, and thousands of white sword shadows actually condensed, turning into a sword river, spinning rapidly, and colliding with the cyan light pillar.

The two forces cancel each other out, creating an evenly matched situation.

The square-inch holy staff is an amazing spiritual instrument, and the guqin in Suihan's hand is also a treasure of Confucianism and Taoism.

On the vessel, no one has an advantage. They are mainly competing for the strength of their mental power and their respective use of mental power.

"Seal the bright moon and stabilize the sky."

Suihan's ten fingers flew rapidly on the strings, and immediately, a feminine force surged out, as if there were thousands of threads, ten thousand strands, intertwined between the sound waves and the sword energy.

At the same time, the sharp cold wind spread from the foot of Longding Mountain, making a whining sound.

The cold wind blew through, lifting up the mud layer on the surface of the earth, turning rocks, trees, flowers and plants into powder.

The so-called "Autumn Wind with Falling Wild Geese" contains endless murderous intent.

"Wake it up for me."

Prince Jingtian took a step forward, his golden boots depressed the ground slightly, and his spiritual power surged out from the soles of his feet and entered the ground.

The ground began to shake, and hard rocks sprouted upwards, like bamboo shoots after a rain, and soon a stone mountain hundreds of meters high was born out of thin air.

Prince Jingtian waved the square-inch holy staff, setting off a green brilliance that enveloped the stone mountain. The next moment, the huge stone mountain flew out and hit Suihan.

"Pop."

The sound waves and sword energy impacted the hill continuously and shattered it, dozens of cracks appeared, and finally, with a bang, it completely exploded.

Prince Jingtian flew out from behind the hill and cast a level 10 attack spell. The square-inch holy staff in his hand turned into a pillar of strength and slashed downwards.

Sui Han's expression became solemn, he reached out and grabbed the strings, pulled off the seven strings, and hit Prince Jingtian.

"Swish."

The seven strings emitted silver brilliance, like seven thousand-foot-long silk swords, entwining the Optimus Pillar.

The other ends of the seven strings are still connected to the guqin.

Suihan turned the guqin around, pushed it with both hands, and with a bang, the guqin was driven into the mountain of Longding Mountain, and the body of the qin sank into the cliff.

Immediately afterwards, he stretched out his hands, used Haoran's righteousness to condense two huge hands, and continued to play on the strings.

When Suihan and Prince Jingtian were fighting, Zhang Ruochen on the top of the mountain was also ready to take action.

In the current situation, it seems that the human race has a slight upper hand. In fact, it was the actions of Jiezi-level figures that created such a situation.

In fact, on the "Half-Saint Ranking" and the "Half-Saint Foreign Ranking", the number of strong men from the various beast races and the undead blood race far exceeds that of the human race. If a race war really breaks out, the human race will definitely suffer countless casualties.

One or two more front-line experts must be killed to completely suppress those sixth-level beasts and the half-saints of the undead vampire race.

Zhang Ruochen took out Shen Yuan's ancient sword and in an instant, entered the realm where man and sword merged into one.

Influenced by Zhang Ruochen's kendo aura, the rules of kendo in Longding Mountain became increasingly dense, and thousands of sword auras appeared automatically.

"war."

Prince Motian roared, raised his black giant sword, and strode forward.

In his body, there were not only eight blood spirit veins, but also one hundred and forty light points emerging, and his body seemed to contain a bright starry sky.

The sanctification of one hundred and forty orifices is infinitely close to the sanctification of the physical body.

The black giant sword in the hands of Prince Motian is also not ordinary. It is called the Emperor Killing Demon Sword and is an ancient sacred weapon of the Motian tribe.

The legendary figure of the Motian tribe, Blood Demon, used it as a sword before he cultivated to the realm of the Holy King.

The Emperor's Demon-Slaying Sword, in the hands of the Blood Demon, has fought against the Blood Queen and killed countless human saints. It is a demon blade with an extremely violent aura.

Today's Prince Motian is no weaker than the Blood Demon in his youth. How powerful can he be if he controls the Emperor Slaying Demon Sword?

Without any fancy moves, the Emperor's Killing Demon Sword and Shen Yuan's Ancient Sword collided together. It was not only a collision between swords, but also a competition of strength between the two.

"Boom."

A blow exchanged, and both of them retreated at the same time.

In Longding Mountain, there is a mysterious force that is guarding this mountain range, but it still cannot withstand the collision of forces between Zhang Ruochen and Prince Motian.

In the area between the two of them, the mountain cracked, forming a gap several feet wide, and even the roots of the Holy Flower were cut off by the sword energy.

The power of Prince Motian is not weaker than Zhang Ruochen.

However, there is a big gap between him and Zhang Ruochen in terms of attainments in swordsmanship.

"Fight again." Prince Motian roared.

All one hundred and eight acupoints in Zhang Ruochen's body lit up, emitting a dazzling holy light, and the phantoms of azure dragons and azure elephants emerged from his arms.

"Boom." In the second confrontation, Zhang Ruochen used a holy-level swordsmanship, which passed through the edge of the Emperor's Demon-Slaying Sword, struck the chest of the Demonic Prince, and collided with a heart-protecting mirror. Sparks

Splash out.

Even though the heart-protecting mirror blocked Shen Yuan's ancient sword, Prince Motian was still hit by a huge force and fell backwards, as if his heart was about to break.

Finally gaining the upper hand, Zhang Ruochen naturally wanted to take advantage of the victory and pursue it, using the fastest speed to activate Qianwen's destructive power and perform a sword move in the True One Thunder Fire Sword Technique.

"Wow!" In the sword light, there were thunder and lightning and flames intertwined. Shen Yuan's ancient sword exploded with a power as powerful as ten mountains, and slashed downwards.

Prince Motian's face changed slightly. At this moment, he wanted to activate Qianwen's destructive power to resist Zhang Ruochen's sword move, but it was obviously too late. He could only block it with his sword raised horizontally. "Boom."

The powerful destructive energy knocked the Demonic Prince into the ground.

At the same time, the aftermath of Qianwen's destructive power fell on Longding Mountain, causing a large area of ​​the mountain to collapse.

Zhang Ruochen looked at the collapsed mountain and the broken earth under the mountain due to the battle between the frontline experts, with a solemn expression.

The spatial structure around Longding Mountain is quite stable. The spatial structure close to the Kunlun Realm cannot be broken so easily.

This can only explain one problem. The Qinglong Ruins Realm has been further depleted, and the spatial structure has become more fragile. I am afraid that it will be completely destroyed before long.

Is the spirit of the world about to be born?

The battle around Longding Mountain was so fierce that countless peaks collapsed, countless cracks appeared on the ground, and red magma gushed out in some places.

This world seems to be about to collapse.

"Sacred Eater Flower, take everyone with you and leave here immediately,"

Zhang Ruochen used his mental power to transmit messages to the Holy Flower.

The Food Saint Flower also noticed that the Qinglong Ruins Realm was about to be depleted, and the structure of the earth was becoming more and more unstable. If battles at the level of top-level experts continued to break out, unpredictable dangers would most likely occur.

Therefore, after hearing Zhang Ruochen's message, the silver roots of the Holy Flower were pulled out from the mountain and rolled up Murong Yue, Sun Dadi, Da Sikong, Er Sikong, Princess Bai Li and others, and regarded the roots as numbers

Ten long legs rushed out of the forest where Longding Mountain was located.

Zhang Ruochen did not rush into the underground to hunt down Prince Mo Tian, ​​nor did he escape from Longding Mountain. Instead, he walked towards Princess Yanxin.

"Zhang Ruochen, if you dare to kill me, my imperial brother will come and chop you into pieces."

Previously, Princess Yanxin was intercepted by the roots of the Holy-Eating Flower. She was unable to escape and was still in Longding Mountain.

Her graceful body had many wounds, her white skin was stained red with blood, and she was in such a miserable state that she could no longer see the alluring charm she once had.

If Princess Huang Tian hadn't contained most of the power of the Holy Eater Flower, Princess Yanxin would have been killed long ago and became the nourishment of the Holy Eater Flower.

Without any unnecessary words, Zhang Ruochen slashed with his sword.

Even without using Qianwen's destructive power, Zhang Ruochen's sword was earth-shattering and not something Princess Yanxin could withstand.

"stop."

Princess Huang Tian's cold shout turned into nine graceful phantoms, rushing towards the location of Zhang Ruochen and Princess Yanxin.

"Pfft."

Shen Yuan's ancient sword slashed diagonally from Princess Yanxin's neck, splitting her body into two pieces and causing a large amount of blood to flow out.

With this sword, Zhang Ruochen not only cut off Princess Yanxin's body, but also destroyed her holy soul.

In the end, the Brass Princess was a step too late and failed to save Princess Flameheart.

"Actually...really killed Princess Yanxin?"

Many human monks took a breath of cold air and looked at each other, their impression of Zhang Ruochen deepening.

Gongzu Yanxin was the biological sister of Qi Sheng, the number one prince in the "Half-Saint Outsider List", but Zhang Ruochen killed her without hesitation, which was absolutely daring.

From then on, he, Qi Sheng, and even the Qitian tribe became mortal enemies.

Someone said: "Zhang Ruochen almost killed all the strong men of the Qingtian tribe. Even the Qingtian Prince was beaten to death. When the news spread back to the Kunlun Realm, I wonder how angry the Qingtian Blood Emperor would be?"

"Zhang Ruochen is the holder of the Taotian Sword and one of the guardians of the Zhenyu Ancient Clan. He has a blood feud with the Qingtian Tribe. This time, he should be seeking revenge."

"Killing two stunning beauties in a row, Zhang Ruochen really doesn't know what it means to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade." Shangguan Xianyan, the saint of the Blood God Sect, bit her red lips gently and secretly warned herself that in the future, she must not provoke Zhang Ruochen.

No matter how beautiful you are, no matter how perfect your figure is, once you anger Zhang Ruochen, you will only be dead, and there will be no way to survive.

Compared with Xue Wuye, Zhang Ruochen is completely a cold-blooded animal, which makes people feel shuddering.

At this moment, Princess Huangtian also felt a chill in her heart. Princess Yanxin died in front of her. The hot blood splashed on her neck and cheeks, leaving bright red spots like petals.

When Zhang Ruochen killed Prince Qingtian, Princess Huangtian knew that Zhang Ruochen was quite powerful and she could not compete with him.

However, there is no specific concept and no idea how strong Zhang Ruochen is?

Only when she really came to Zhang Ruochen's side did Huang Tian Huang realize the huge gap between herself and Zhang Ruochen.

Just the breath coming from Zhang Ruochen's body gave her a feeling of being lifted up on a high mountain, making her unable to breathe. The blood all over her body seemed to have solidified, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen was like a majestic ancient sacred mountain, with his feet on the abyss and the sun and moon on his head. He was so oppressed that Huang Tian Huang had to retreat continuously in order to resolve the strong oppression exerted on her by Zhang Ruochen.

"Quickly rewind."

Prince Motian turned into a black pillar of light, rushed out of the ground with a bang, and landed next to Princess Huangtian.

There was a bloodshot thread hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Obviously, Zhang Ruochen's previous sword had injured him.


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