Duanmuya put his hands together, hastily mobilized his true energy, transferred it to his palms, and made a huge seven-meter-long handprint downwards.
"break!"
The man in black, Cao Ying, quickly twisted his wrist and thrust his four-foot-long sword forward. Thirty-six sword shadows burst out, breaking Duanmuya's hand seal and stabbing her again.
Duanmuya stretched out two fingers, formed a sword formula, and collided with Cao Ying's sword, making a "bang bang" sound.
With the two people as the center, the energy exploded out, forming thousands of sharp sword energy, filling the entire courtyard.
"Boom!"
Houses and buildings collapsed one after another, leaving holes the size of bowls in the walls, and even the ground was cratered.
Hearing the sound of fighting, Demon Cult warriors came from all directions, but how could their strength compete with the strong men of the Fish and Dragon Realm?
As soon as they rushed into the courtyard, their bodies were pierced by the sword energy flying in all directions, and they died on the spot.
Zhang Ruochen watched all this silently and shook his head gently.
The masters of the Fish and Dragon Realm fought, and the warriors of the Diji Realm and Tianji Realm dared to get close. He simply didn’t care about life and death. Even if he wanted to save people, he couldn’t save so many.
The demon sect and the black market were fighting, and Zhang Ruochen didn't want to get involved. After all, when he came to the evil land of the Eastern Territory, he had to be careful and avoid causing trouble as much as possible to avoid exposing his identity.
He has only one goal, which is to kill Emperor Yi.
Duanmuya fell to the ground in a hurry, and the five fingers on his right hand became dripping with blood.
Obviously, she was at a disadvantage in the previous confrontation.
Cao Ying also fell to the ground, holding a long sword, walked over, and snorted coldly: "The chief helmsman of the Demon Sect is nothing more than that."
"If I hadn't been poisoned, how could you two be my opponents?"
Duanmuya's breath was a little weak, and her arms kept shaking.
Fang Jie walked up from behind and said with a ferocious smile: "Duanmuya, you can't escape today!"
"call out!"
Suddenly, a subtle sound of breaking wind sounded.
A thin blue needle of cow hair flew out from the direction of the Danta and hit Fang Jie's vest.
Fang Jie's ears twitched, he turned around sharply, swung his short spear forward and hit the thin green needle.
With a "bang" sound, the thin green needle suddenly exploded, forming a powerful energy storm that shocked Fang Jie and took three steps back.
"Breaking needle!"
Fang Jie's falcon-like eyes showed an angry expression, he looked around and said sternly: "Who is that person? Get out."
The Gang-Breaking Needle, an eighth-level true weapon, can break through the monk's body-protecting Gang Qi. As long as it penetrates the monk's body, it will explode immediately and release powerful energy.
Even a strong person in the Sixth Transformation of Fish-Dragon Transformation will be in danger once he is attacked.
Outside the courtyard, there was a rapid sound of wind, as if someone was quickly using their skills and changing directions, sometimes appearing in the east and sometimes in the west, which was completely unpredictable.
A rather majestic female voice sounded in the air: "Fang Jie, Cao Ying, you two are so brave, you actually dare to deal with the people of the Moon God Sect. Do you believe that your Blood Cloud Sect will be wiped out because of this?"
The woman hiding in the dark blends her true energy into her voice to form a sharp sonic power.
Cao Ying's eyes were very cold and he said: "Since Her Royal Highness the Saint is already here, why don't you show up to see her?"
Obviously, Cao Ying and Fang Jie came prepared, so they knew very well that Duanmuya and the Demon Sect Saint were both in Liyuan City.
Zhang Ruochen's heart was slightly shaken, and he raised his head and looked in the direction of the Danta. He was sure that the voice just now was indeed the voice of Duanmu Xingling.
Could it be that she left the Holy Court and returned to the Demon Cult?
When Wan Zhaoyi went to the Holy King's Mansion to arrest Zhang Ruochen, the charge was that he colluded with the Demon Cult and killed the Xujie warriors.
Since the Ministry of War can even find out about this matter, it is estimated that the true identity of Duanmu Xingling can be found out through what happened in the Wood Spirit Ruins world.
Since his identity was exposed, Duanmu Xingling naturally had no choice but to return to the Demon Cult.
Zhang Ruochen channeled his true energy to the meridians of his eyes and began to observe the surroundings carefully, and soon discovered the figure of Duanmu Xingling.
Although her movement skills are very fast, her cultivation level is too low. How could she hide it from Zhang Ruochen's eyes?
"Lingxi, run away quickly." Duanmuya said.
"Can't escape."
Fang Jie's eyes turned cold, and he quickly locked Mu Lingxi's position, so he quickly flew out.
With a bang, he directly smashed through the wall with his body, stretched out a big hand, and grabbed Mu Lingxi's left shoulder.
Duanmuya wanted to rescue her, but was repelled by Cao Ying. Instead, Cao Ying stabbed her in the abdomen, leaving a deep and shallow sword wound.
With the cultivation level of Mu Lingxi Tianji Realm, who is Fang Jie's opponent?
With just one move, Mu Lingxi was caught by Fang Jie.
"The saint of the Moon Worshiping Demon Cult turns out to be nothing more than that."
Fang Jie's five fingers clasped Mu Lingxi's left shoulder tightly, and the poison on the fingers corroded her uniform until black poisonous smoke emitted.
Fortunately, Mu Lingxi was wearing a battle suit, otherwise, the toxins in Fang Jie's hands would have been enough to corrode her skin into pus and blood.
"If my cultivation hadn't been sealed, how could you be my opponent?" Mu Lingxi said coldly.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, a white ancient sword flew out of Mu Lingxi's left eye and stabbed Fang Jie in the heart.
The white ancient sword was originally smaller than a needle, but when it pierced Fang Jie's heart, it immediately became five feet long and turned into a holy sword.
On the surface of the sword body, there are blood-red ancient inscriptions floating up and down, making the power of the white ancient sword become more and more powerful.
Fang Jie is worthy of being an old devil who has experienced hundreds of battles. Although he was successfully attacked by Mu Lingxi, he reacted in the shortest time.
"Wow!"
He released Mu Lingxi's left shoulder, used the strength of his legs, and pushed back.
Fang Jie looked at the blood on his heart, and then at the white ancient sword in Mu Lingxi's hand. His eyes became extremely cold, and he laughed and said, "Okay! What a holy sword! Your Highness, your holy sword."
, from now on, it’s mine!”
Fang Jie secretly gathered his strength and walked towards Mu Lingxi step by step.
Mu Lingxi kept retreating as if facing a formidable enemy, and beads of sweat appeared on her white forehead.
Even though she is a demon saint and has many trump cards, after all, the difference in cultivation between her and Fang Jie is too huge. If she fights Fang Jie head-on, she has no chance of winning.
Moreover, when Fang Jie clasped her left shoulder just now, he used dark strength to completely dislocate her left arm. Now, she can't lift it up at all.
In fact, Mu Lingxi could use the imperial edict to escape from this place immediately.
However, it was impossible for her to abandon Duanmuya and leave alone. Therefore, knowing that she was no match for Fang Jie, she could only fight hard and try her best to find opportunities to get together with Duanmuya.
Zhang Ruochen was really worried that Duanmu Xingling would suffer a big loss at the hands of Fang Jie, so he couldn't help but said: "I'm afraid it's not good for two grown men to bully two weak women!"
Fang Jie stopped, glanced in the direction of Zhang Ruochen, and said coldly: "Boy, I am the eighth killer of the Blood Cloud Sect, Fang Jie. If you know who I am, you'd better stay there and drink."
Tea, don't get involved in this matter."
Zhang Ruochen sat at the table, playing with the jade teacup with his fingers, and said with a smile: "Blood Cloud Sect! Such a great reputation, but it's a pity that I have already concluded a business deal with the landlady. If the landlady is captured by you, who will I talk to?"
Going to do business?"
Zhang Ruochen deliberately changed his voice a bit, making it appear more light-hearted, making people think that he was a bohemian young high-roller.
Mu Lingxi glanced at the young man sitting by the pond. Because there was a pillar between them, she couldn't see the young man's figure clearly.
Fang Jie snorted coldly: "Wait until I capture the devil's saint, and then I'll deal with you."
The ten fingers of Fang Jie's hands quickly bent to form two black claws, and he performed a low-grade ghost-level martial skill, the White Bone Ghost Claw.
The White Bone Ghost Claw evolved from the top claw martial art "Hell Ghost King Claw" of the Black Market First Grade Hall. Although it is far less powerful than the Hell Ghost King Claw, it is still a very sinister and advanced claw martial art.
"Giggle!"
Fang Jie's ten fingers continued to grow longer, and he quickly grabbed Mu Lingxi.
Before the claws hit Mu Lingxi's body, dozens of huge bone claw marks were formed in the air.
In an instant, a hundred-foot square space was filled with the shadows of claws, creating a scene like flying sand and rocks. At the same time, wisps of poisonous gas condensed into a poisonous cloud, completely surrounding him and Mu Lingxi.
With Mu Lingxi's cultivation level, even if she had a holy sword, she would not be able to block Fang Jie's bone-white ghost claws, and she could only keep retreating.
Seeing that the white bone ghost claw was about to hit Mu Lingxi's body.
Zhang Ruochen sighed, stretched out a finger and pointed towards the sky.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered quickly and condensed into thunder and lightning.
"Snapped!"
A bolt of lightning as thick as a wine glass fell in mid-air and hit Fang Jie on the top of his head.
Immediately, all the claw marks and poisonous gas disappeared.
Fang Jie's whole body became charred black, and his whole head stood up, especially on the top of his head, where his scalp was cracked and blood was pouring out.
The blow just now certainly alarmed Duanmuya and Cao Ying who were fighting each other.
The two of them stopped fighting at the same time, stepped away, and stared at Zhang Ruochen.
"Master of spiritual power?"
Cao Ying had a serious expression on his face and became alert.
Even with Fang Jie's cultivation level, he could not avoid the mental attack. This shows that this person's mental power must be very strong.
You must know that if a master of spiritual power possesses a spiritual power weapon and can cast powerful spells, he will definitely be a very terrifying existence. He can single-handedly fight against a group of warriors of the same realm.
In the same realm, warriors are no match for spiritual masters.
Duanmuya was quite surprised and stared at the mysterious man wearing a metal mask. Unexpectedly, this man turned out to be a noble spiritual master.