The power of the Vulcan Gloves completely exploded.
The rules of boxing are like spider threads, intertwined in the flames. It is obviously just a fist, but it shoots out a cloud of flames that is bigger than the palace.
There was a crackling sound in the sky.
In close combat, Gongzi Yan's reaction speed was obviously far behind Zhang Ruochen's. Even if he had the realm of the Seven-Step Saint King, he couldn't avoid it.
However, when the fist force reached a position three feet away from Gongzi Yan, the impact speed slowed down, giving him time to use his defensive methods.
Gongzi Yan held up a round shield and collided with Zhang Ruochen's fist.
"Boom."
The explosive power of the punch caused Gongzi Yan to tremble all over, and he flew backwards for more than ten miles before falling to the ground and creating a huge crater.
The shield in his hand is a great holy ancient artifact. Its defensive power is quite strong. It can not only rebound the power, but also transfer the power to the side.
Even so, Gong Ziyan's palms were still so painful that they were splitting.
There was a gaping hole in the tiger's mouth, and bright red holy blood flowed out.
"It's just a four-step holy king, how can he be so powerful?" Young Master Yan gritted his teeth with hatred, feeling that Zhang Ruochen must have hidden his true cultivation and had been pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.
Little did he know that Zhang Ruochen spent a lot of time practicing boxing and physical training.
Gongzi Yan is only stronger than Zhang Ruochen in terms of cultivation. In terms of physical body and martial arts, he is many times behind Zhang Ruochen.
There was a look of disappointment in Zhang Ruochen's eyes, and he said secretly: "It's a pity that Gongzi Yan is wearing a space-time agate. Within three feet of the space-time agate, the flow of time will slow down twice, and a small chaotic space will be formed.
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If it weren't for the power of the Space-Time Agate, Zhang Ruochen's blow just now might not have been able to severely damage Gongzi Yan.
Young Master Yan took out eight exquisite space balls and shot them out. They were suspended in eight directions and slowly rotated, turning the space with a radius of dozens of feet into a whirlpool, becoming chaotic and turbulent.
Any monk who steps into the vortex formed by eight exquisite space balls will be suppressed by the power of space.
After using this trump card, Gongzi Yan was determined and raised his voice: "Zhang Ruochen, what level has your cultivation level reached?"
"You don't deserve to know."
Zhang Ruochen used Space Teleportation, appeared opposite Gongzi Yan, held up the Eight Dragon Umbrella, and launched eight golden dragons to attack him.
"Ouch!"
The golden dragon exudes strong holy energy and has overwhelming power.
However, entering the space vortex, the eight golden dragons swirled around the vortex and did not attack Gongzi Yan.
Gongzi Yan laughed: "With the blessing of eight Exquisite Space Balls, any attack you have will be invisible. In fact, I will only use the Exquisite Space Ball when I face the Nine-Step Saint King. I use it
To deal with you, you should feel proud!"
Suddenly, Gongzi Yan controlled a huge space vortex, flew off the ground, and rushed towards Zhang Ruochen.
The earth and rocks on the ground were also rolled up, spinning and flying rapidly, making a harsh whistling sound.
The world became dull and dark.
The eight exquisite space balls were extraordinary space treasures, and Zhang Ruochen felt tremendous pressure. If he was involved in the space vortex, even if he was the space controller, he would probably be quite passive.
Zhang Ruochen's legs showed a phantom of a luan and a phoenix, and he quickly retreated backwards.
"Still want to leave? I'll give it back to you."
Gongzi Yan controlled the power of space, and then the eight golden dragons in the vortex flew out and attacked Zhang Ruochen in reverse.
"Boom."
"Boom."
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The eight rays of power hit the ground, creating bottomless pits one after another, and the earth became fragmented.
In the eyes of outsiders, Gongzi Yan had the absolute upper hand, forcing Zhang Ruochen into danger, and it seemed that he would soon be able to suppress Zhang Ruochen.
Therefore, all the holy kings in the heaven world went to besiege the monks in the Kunlun world and did not go to help Gongzi Yan.
Even Jiutian Xuannv felt that Zhang Ruochen's situation was quite dangerous.
Withdrawing the silver kitchen knife, she quickly rushed towards the battlefield where Zhang Ruochen and Gongzi Yan were, and struck out with one palm, creating a cloud of pure annihilating divine fire.
The Divine Fire of Pure Destruction was obtained when she inherited the inheritance of the Ice and Fire Phoenix. As she continued to absorb the power of the inheritance, the Divine Fire of Pure Destruction in Jiutian Xuannv's body was already very close to Chen Yan.
“Don’t overestimate your own capabilities.”
Gongzi Yan pointed his finger, and an exquisite space ball flew out, smashing the fire cloud with a bang like punching through a layer of paper.
At the same time, a space shock wave erupted from the exquisite space ball and hit Jiutian Xuannv.
Jiutian Xuannv typed out the Confucian holy book, and words flew out from the book, colliding with the space shock wave.
"It was actually blocked!" Gongzi Yan was surprised.
Jiutian Xuannv stepped back dozens of feet to stabilize the script and use the power of Confucian Ancestor's Holy Book to resolve the space shock wave.
However, immediately after, two more space exquisite balls flew out.
The three exquisite space balls rotated rapidly and collided with the Confucian Holy Book. The power that exploded was like three stars colliding down.
"Wow!"
Jiutian Xuannv spit out a mouthful of blood and flew out like a kite with a broken string. The internal organs and meridians in her body suffered extremely serious injuries.
Falling to the ground, she half-knelt on the ground, blood dripping from her mouth, "It's so powerful! Gongzi Yan, who controls the Space Exquisite Ball, is probably not weaker than the Nine-step Saint King. Even if Zhang Ruochen and I join forces, it is estimated that
He is far from his opponent."
Gongzi Yan's main target is Zhang Ruochen, so he repels Jiutian Xuannv and attacks him again: "Zhang Ruochen, don't you have a space treasure that you haven't used yet? By the way, your space treasure is still there.
The temple of suppression cannot be used at all. 叏哏."
Zhang Ruochen quickly retreated backwards, using his ultimate body skills to avoid Gongzi Yan's space attack.
"Aren't you a descendant of time and space? Why don't you use the power of space to fight me and keep retreating? Does it make sense?" Gongzi Yan suppressed Zhang Ruochen completely and laughed loudly.
Zhang Ruochen stopped, took out a purple divine stone, and held it in his palm: "There is no need to use space power to deal with you."
"What did you say?"
Gongzi Yan's eyes narrowed.
Zhang Ruochen said: "I said, you are not qualified yet, let me use the power of space."
"Wow——"
Suddenly, the purple sacred stone burst into light and turned into a tall and majestic sacred mountain, crystal clear, as if it was forged from the divine crystals of heaven and earth.
With the sacred mountain as the center, this space of heaven and earth is contained.
Suddenly, the eight exquisite space balls suspended around Gongzi Yan's body fell to the ground.
The huge space vortex also dissipated.
"this……"
Young Master Yan was surprised and stared at Zhang Ruochen.
How could he have imagined that a space controller could actually stabilize the space by himself? Isn't this a waste of martial arts?
Gongzi Yan was about to put away the exquisite space ball on the ground, but, above the sacred mountain, Zhang Ruochen drove a golden dragon chariot and swooped down fiercely, slashing at him with a sword.
Gongzi Yan had no choice but to abandon the Space Exquisite Ball, retreat to the right, and hit it with both palms at the same time.
"Stab it."
Shen Yuan's ancient sword, which carried the sword's Xuangang, was simply indestructible. It cut through Gongzi Yan's palm and left a long blood mark on his chest, stretching from his chest to his belly.
Gongzi Yan looked at the holy blood pouring out of his skin, with blazing anger in his eyes.
"What's wrong? You can't use the power of space. As the Seven-step Holy King, this is all you have?" Zhang Ruochen drove back on the golden dragon chariot, carrying Shen Yuan, and said coldly.
"Don't be complacent. The Seven-Step Saint King is the Seven-Step Saint King after all. He can crush you at the higher level."
From the sword strike just now, Gongzi Yan could tell that Zhang Ruochen probably had no hidden cultivation and was indeed at the level of the Four-Step Holy King. Otherwise, he would have been killed by Zhang Ruochen's sword instead of just suffering some superficial injuries.
"The clouds shake and the sea divides the palms."
Strong holy energy surged out of Gongzi Yan's body, and more than 10,000 palm rules surged out of his left and right arms respectively. The overwhelming palm power caused the world to stir.
Only the Seven-Step Saint King can mobilize more than 20,000 Taoist rules at once.
As for Zhang Ruochen, he has mastered less than 2,000 palm skills. If he really wants to compete with Gongzi Yan, Zhang Ruochen will definitely lose. This is a huge gap in realm.
"It's a bit beyond my expectation. You actually practiced a palm technique at the level of a holy art." Zhang Ruochen said.
Gongzi Yan smiled confidently: "With this palm technique, it shouldn't be difficult to suppress you, right?"
Zhang Ruochen didn't answer, his eyes were calm.
Just when the holy energy in Gongzi Yan's body reached its peak, suddenly, a strong feeling of weakness came from his body, like a deflated rubber ball, and the power on his body became weaker and weaker.
"how so?"
Gongzi Yan's face was pale, his legs were trembling, and he was a little unsteady on his feet.
Zhang Ruochen's Shen Yuan ancient sword has a time mark engraved on it. The sword he just swung only caused some superficial injuries to the young master, but the time mark hit his body and cut off his life span of a hundred years.
"Pfft."
Zhang Ruochen swung his sword and chopped off Gongzi Yan's right hand.
Suddenly, Young Master Yan let out a low roar, and blood gushed out from his wrist.
"Pfft."
With the second sword swing, Gongzi Yan's other hand was also chopped off.
Gongzi Yan fled away from the sacred mountain while shouting: "Zhang Ruochen, what on earth did you do to me?"
Zhang Ruochen's eyes were cold and he didn't say a word, but the murderous aura gushing out of his body, together with Jinbu Longchaan, chased behind Gongzi Yan, getting closer and closer, frightening Gongzi Yan so much that he tried hard on the edge of death.
The struggle.
All the Holy Kings in the Heaven Realm were shocked. How could they have expected that the situation would turn around so quickly?
Gongzi Yan, who had the absolute upper hand before, now had his hands cut off by Zhang Ruochen and ran away like a bereaved dog.
Zhang Ruochen was obviously not in a hurry to kill him, but was chasing after him.
It is conceivable that Gong Ziyan must be quite depressed.
Jiutian Xuannv was also stunned, feeling that what she saw was an illusion, "Zhang Ruochen is only a fourth-step Saint King. How could he kill a seven-step Saint King's space controller and escape? Could it be that Jiutian Xuannv added up,