Ye Changzai is ranked eighteenth on the Hundred Flail Realm Dzogchen Ranking, which is naturally not comparable to other great saints. The Amo Divine Sword in his hand is an extremely ancient cursed sword.
At such a close distance, he was ready to attack, just wanting to decide the outcome with one strike.
"Zhang Ruochen, I will pierce you with this sword. The power of the curse will penetrate deep into your bone marrow and soak into your blood, and eventually you will die from the curse."
In the midst of this electric light and flint, Ye Changzai certainly did not waste time talking. What he said just now was not spoken from his mouth, but directly passed into Zhang Ruochen's ears in the form of mental power.
"Chichi."
The divine sword of Amo and the holy image of Fudo Myooh collided together.
Although the Holy Image of Fudo Myooh is a virtual image, it is harder than real gold and iron. However, the Amo Divine Sword is sharper and can easily penetrate gold and iron.
The moment the sword broke through the holy image, golden energy burst out all over the sky.
"Do you really think that in the hands of the enemy, I will fall down twice in the same place?" Zhang Ruochen said expressionlessly.
Before the Divine Sword of Amo could reach Zhang Ruochen, Zhang Ruochen's fist suddenly erupted into an invisible space shock wave.
"This is impossible……"
Ye Changzai was hit, and the black figure flew backwards.
Although he is a "ghost from the earth" and his ghost body is intangible, but after all, in existence and space, space power is the best way to deal with him.
The space shock waves struck one after another, knocking away the shadow that was always present at night seven times in a row.
By the eighth time, the shadow actually shattered and opened.
"This punch has always been prepared for you. Do you know why you can only be ranked eighteenth? Your hiding is meaningless to a great sage with sixty-fourth level of mental strength."
Zhang Ruochen said.
In fact, Ye Changzai is a natural assassin. With the sixty-fourth level of mental power, Zhang Ruochen can only vaguely sense his existence. With the addition of the heart of truth, Zhang Ruochen can clearly sense that he is hiding in
In the shadow of the Winged Ghost Emperor.
I said what I just said to hurt Ye Changzai's self-confidence.
Five hundred miles away.
Ye Changzai regrouped the ghost shadow, glanced at Zhang Ruochen and Yigui Emperor who were already fighting, and immediately ran away without a trace of hesitation.
Zhang Ruochen was really terrifying. He was already injured so badly and was surrounded by so many great sages, but he still maintained a clear fighting mind. He was extremely calm inside, completely watertight, and unable to make a sneak attack at all.
The power is terrifying, and what's even more terrifying is...the one who controls this power is a person with no flaws.
The ghost body is the hardest to be broken, but once it is broken, it is difficult to recover. Ye Changzai has lost the strength to continue fighting. It can be said that during the Battle of Huntian, he could not recover.
Peak state.
The Winged Ghost Emperor was no match for Zhang Ruochen. After three consecutive blows, a large number of cracks appeared in the ghost's body. He then used his secret escape technique and fled far away.
"Where to go."
Zhang Ruochen used great spatial movement to catch up with it, and trampled his ghost body into pieces with one kick.
"Bang."
The Winged Ghost Emperor screamed, and his ghost body exploded like a balloon, turning into ghost energy all over the sky.
Zhang Ruochen didn't give him a chance to regroup his ghost body. He spread out his hands and rushed out dense vines of the Holy Food Flower from his back, frantically absorbing and spreading the ghost energy in all directions.
Zhang Ruochen's injuries became more serious, but golden light shone all over his body. He stared at the ghost saints with sharp eyes and said, "Who still wants to fight?"
In this void, a large number of great saints from the ghost clan gathered, numbering nearly a hundred.
However, at this moment, they lost the confidence to continue fighting and froze in place. No one dared to be the first to take action against Zhang Ruochen.
There is no way, after Xiu's death, all the saints of the ghost clan have lost their backbone.
Just now, the Full Moon Ox King and the Sky Bird Divine Bones had fled away with the pink skull that was unknown whether alive or dead. In addition, Ye Changzai and the Winged Ghost King were defeated one after another. One escaped and the other was refined and absorbed.
, no matter how strong the ghost clan's willpower is, it still has to consider the pros and cons.
If they continue to fight, even if Zhang Ruochen is killed, many of them may be buried with him.
What's the point of this?
The ghost tribe will continue to participate in the Battle of Hunting Sky and cannot suffer any greater casualties.
The Four-Eyed Ghost Emperor and the Barbarian Sword Great Sage stood up on behalf of the ghost clan saints and talked to Zhang Ruochen, saying: "In this battle, the ghost clan admits defeat and is completely defeated! Zhang Ruochen, as long as you save the life of the Winged Ghost Emperor
, I will release the Great Sword Master now."
Zhang Ruochen said: "You also want to threaten me?"
The Four-Eyed Ghost Emperor met Zhang Ruochen's eyes, and his heart suddenly jumped. He thought of the pink skull before, and his tone softened a bit, saying: "The ones who want to kill you are Ji, the Yanhong Great Sage, and the White Jade Crazy Lion. We
Just being invited by Xu to help in the boxing should not lead to death, right?"
"Besides, if you insist on killing the Winged Ghost Emperor, for the sake of the dignity of the ghost clan, we have no choice but to fight you to the death. By then, wouldn't it be an advantage to the monks of the upper three clans who are hiding nearby?"
The voice of the Holy Flower of Food rang in Zhang Ruochen's mind: "Master, my Dao Fruit is ripe."
Zhang Ruochen nodded, took back the vines of the Holy Food Flower into his body, and said to the Four-Eyed Ghost Emperor: "Today, I will give your Four-Eyed Ghost Emperor a face and spare his life."
There was a hint of joy on the Four-Eyed Ghost Emperor's face, and he glanced at the Great Sword Man Sword. He did not expect that a mere useless Great Sage would hold such a heavy weight in Zhang Ruochen's heart.
However, this is also a good thing.
In order to save a great saint from the Guanghan Realm, Zhang Ruochen fought with the monks from the Hell Realm.
So what if he is rescued?
The gods watched.
The monks in the hell realm also watched.
Zhang Ruochen did win this battle, but he also lost!
Where is his place in hell?
"Wow."
In this void, the remaining ghost energy quickly gathered and condensed into the body of the Winged Ghost King.
Although the Winged Ghost Emperor is not dead, most of his ghost energy has been absorbed by the Holy Flower, and he cannot recover in a short period of time.
"I'll take the ghost whip, are you okay with it?"
Regardless of whether the Winged Ghost Emperor agreed or not, Zhang Ruochen directly used the Purifying Divine Fire to start refining the Ghost Head Whip.
The ghost had to lower his head under the eaves. The Winged Ghost Emperor let out a long sigh. Today's somersault was such a misfortune.
Why do the ghosts want to be enemies with Zhang Ruochen?
The monks from the upper three clans standing in the "Void and Real Scroll" all frowned.
"The ghost clan has suffered such a big loss, so they reconciled like this?" Bai Jade Crazy Lion was a little disappointed.
The Great Sage Yuan Fei said: "If we don't reconcile, what else can we do? If we continue to fight Zhang Ruochen, there will be no hope for the Ghost Clan to turn around in this Shuntian Battle."
The white jade mad lion showed murderous intent in his eyes and said: "Zhang Ruochen is actually at the end of his strength. Next, it is up to us to take action and end his life completely."
"Are you sure Zhang Ruochen has reached the end of his strength? Just now, he defeated Pink Skull, Full Moon Ox King, Sky Bird Divine Bone, Ye Changzai, and Winged Ghost King. How does he look like he is exhausted?" Prajna said.
Huo Mei Yin Ji stared at her with doubtful eyes and said, "Is His Highness Prajna too cautious? Today is the best time to kill Zhang Ruochen."
Prajna said: "I didn't say not to kill, but we don't have to be as stupid as the great sages of the ghost tribe and the bone tribe to go head-to-head with the unfathomable Zhang Ruochen. Don't forget, we have a backup plan. Let the bird
Fei, wouldn't it be foolproof to use Tiannu's power to kill Zhang Ruochen?"
Emperor Luo of Dasen asked: "Do you want to use hidden arrows to attack Zhang Ruochen first?"
"never mind!"
Prajna sighed regretfully and said: "We have missed the opportunity. If we use the secret arrow technique now, the probability of sneak attack on Zhang Ruochen is too low. I made a mistake in my judgment before."
The Great Sage Yuan Fei shook his head and said: "I can't blame you. No one thought that Zhang Ruochen could use his devastating power to severely injure five Great Perfection Great Sages of the Hundred Flails Realm, scaring the ghost clan so much that they did not dare to continue fighting. Besides, even if
Emperor Omori used hidden arrows before, and the probability of success was very low."
Emperor Luo of Omori showed a disapproving look and said: "How is it possible?"
Emperor Luo of Omori was silent for a moment, unable to refute.
When it comes to sneak attacks and assassinations, Ye Changzai is obviously much better than him.
…
There are scars all over the body of the Barbarian Sword Great Sage, especially the place where the five icicles penetrated. There are still ice residues in the flesh and blood to this day. The air of the dead is corroding the body, and even the energy contained in the Holy Blood of the Great Sword cannot do it.
Let the wound heal.
Of course, even though it was scarred, the burly body of the Barbarian Sword Master was still upright and straight.
After Zhang Ruochen refined the Ghost Head Whip, he stared at the Great Sword Man standing five steps away. From the corner of his eye, he saw that all the Ghost Clan Saints had retreated thousands of miles away.
The two looked at each other, but neither of them could laugh.
Because this is the hell realm and the hunting battlefield.
One is a hunter and the other is a slave.
"Life is really wonderful. When you returned to Moon God Mountain with the Moon God, I saw how extraordinary you were, but I never thought that the two of us would have such an encounter."
The Great Sword Man was the first to break the silence, with a smile on his face.
Zhang Ruochen looked directly into his eyes and said, "Perhaps this is fate."
"Do you believe in fate?" said the Great Sword Manjian.
Zhang Ruochen said: "I didn't believe it at first, but today, I somewhat believe it! If it weren't for destiny, how could we be standing here at this time, in this place, and in this way?"
The two fell into silence again.
After a long time, Zhang Ruochen waved his hand and the space solidified, turning into an invisible table.
From the purple gold gourd, Zhang Ruochen took out a wine pot and a divine bone tripod cup, and said: "During the Huntian banquet, I secretly kept half a pot of divine jade wine brewed by the Wine Temple, just for you."
Food from the banquet can be brought into the battlefield.
"Brothers are brothers. I have only heard of such good things before. I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to drink it. It seems I have no regrets!"
Zhang Ruochen was about to help him fill a glass, but the Barbarian Sword Master took the wine bottle directly from his hand, raised his head and poured it into his mouth.
Zhang Ruochen looked at him quietly and said, "Brother Manjian, do you know why I must come to the ghost clan's own star?"
The Great Sword Man was still drinking and did not stop.
Zhang Ruochen continued: "Because, I know that you will never be willing to die in the hands of a ghost monk, let alone be trained into a ghost slave. So even if I know that after I come, both of us will probably die.
Here, I am still here to accompany you. Either die together or give you a ride."
"I'll give you an hour to escape. No matter where you go, I will come and kill you in an hour. If you are caught up by me, I will give you a good time."
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I got up at four o'clock to write, and finally wrote a chapter.