Zhang Ruochen stared at Jia Luolan in the distance and said, "Is this the power of a third-level semi-saint?"
Although Jia Luolan's cultivation level is only at the early stage of the third-level semi-saint, it is not something that a monk in the fish-dragon realm can imagine. The two evil monks really couldn't figure out how Zhang Ruochen blocked this attack?
Jia Luolan smiled coldly, "No wonder you can defeat a seriously injured Ghost King. I have to say that your ability is indeed not small. However, if you are delusional and think that you can compete with a poor monk, you are totally wrong."
"Wow!"
The vajra rushed out of the water, rolled up a large wave of water, dragged a golden tail, and suspended in the air again.
Jia Luo Lan put his hands together and recited a scripture in his mouth, saying "Mimi mama".
Immediately afterwards, golden Buddhist inscriptions appeared on his body, leaving his skin and flying into the sky, connecting with the Buddhist inscriptions pouring out of the vajra.
Jia Luo Kong did not take action, but quietly stood aside and watched the battle.
First of all, he has absolute confidence in Jia Luo Lan.
A third-level semi-saint, couldn’t he deal with a monk in the fish-dragon realm?
Secondly, no matter how low Zhang Ruochen's cultivation level is, he is the only descendant of time and space after all, and he must be proficient in some time and space attack methods.
Both he and Jia Luokong are very unfamiliar with these two forces. Therefore, they must be treated with caution to avoid being attacked by Zhang Ruochen and capsizing the ship in the gutter.
It has to be said that once the Half Saint is on guard, it is almost impossible for Zhang Ruochen to kill him unexpectedly.
Just like now, when Jia Luo Lan fought with Zhang Ruochen, he didn't approach him at all, but stood far away and used the holy weapon to attack.
Even if Zhang Ruochen could control the power of time and space, it would be difficult to pose a threat to him.
Through the exchange of blows just now, Zhang Ruochen also had a general understanding of the strength of the third-order semi-saint. Generally speaking, it was still much stronger than he had expected.
On the surface, the attack just now seemed to be evenly matched.
In terms of strength, Zhang Ruochen still suffered some minor injuries, but they just didn't show it.
"I have to get closer and fight at close range to have a chance of winning."
Thinking of this, Zhang Ruochen no longer hesitated, activated the power of the Meteor Invisibility Cloak, turned it into a stream of light, rushed out quickly, and attacked Jia Luo Kong first.
"It's so fast."
Jialuokong was secretly shocked. He never thought that the speed of a fish-dragon realm monk could reach such an astonishing level.
Even if Jia Luokong exerts his body technique with all his strength, it is much slower than Zhang Ruochen.
"Sword One."
Zhang Ruochen's body was almost completely integrated with Shen Yuan's ancient sword, turning into a light shuttle, dragging out a tail dozens of meters long and hitting Jia Luokong's eyebrows.
Jia Luokong's palm pressed forward.
The Vajra quickly sank from mid-air and emitted a dazzling light, blocking the way of Jia Luo Kong.
The tip of Shen Yuan's ancient sword collided with the tip of the vajra. The two equally powerful forces clashed with each other, causing a large amount of sword energy and Buddhist inscriptions to fly out in all directions.
The sword energy and Buddhist inscriptions collided with the formation outside the blood lake, creating ripples in circles and making a "bang bang" sound.
"This boy's strength...can actually rival mine."
"Buddhism is boundless."
Jia Luokong roared loudly, and condensed a cold corpse energy in his left hand. He condensed a bright Buddha's light in his right hand, and moved towards the center, blocking the ancient sword of Shen Yuan with his bare hands.
It has to be said that the strength of the third-level semi-saint is quite powerful. Zhang Ruochen has already taken advantage of him, but he still cannot kill him.
At this moment, Jialuolan's handprints had reached Zhang Ruochen's back. Even without turning around, he could feel a heat wave burning his skin from his back.
Zhang Ruochen used his strong mental power to do two things at once, using his sword intention to control Shen Yuan's ancient sword and continue to suppress Jialuokong.
At the same time, he suddenly turned back, mobilized the power of space, and waved his fingers back.
"Space crack."
Silently, the space shattered and opened, turning into a black crack that was tens of meters long.
Jialuo Lan's expression changed, and he immediately retracted his palm prints, used his fastest speed, and moved sideways to the right, narrowly escaping the space crack.
When Jia Luolan stood firm again, he was still in shock, and drops of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Is that the power of space?
It was really too dangerous, and he was just a little bit away from falling into the void.
Not far away, a scream reached Jia Luolan's ears.
Just now, Zhang Ruochen used the space crack to force Jia Luolan back, and then used the space movement technique to appear behind Jia Luo Kong and hit Jia Luo Kong's vest with a palm.
Garokong's back bones were broken, he vomited blood and was thrown away.
Unfortunately, before he hit the water, a sword energy struck him in the middle, cutting his semi-holy body into two pieces, and his blood spilled into the lake.
A series of attack methods were all completed in the blink of an eye. Every action seemed to have been rehearsed thousands of times, giving Jialuokong no chance to survive.
Another half-saint ancestor of the Death Zen Sect died under Zhang Ruochen's sword.
After killing Jialuokong, Zhang Ruochen immediately put his body into the space ring and sealed it.
At the moment when Jia Luo Kong died, there was a large group of semi-holy puppets on the outskirts of the blood lake. They lost the control of Buddha's power, fell backward, and turned into corpses again, floating on the water.
The formation jointly arranged by Jialuokong and Jialuolan naturally shattered into pieces.
In this way, Zhang Ruochen completely resolved the crisis, and even if he could not defeat Jia Luolan, he could retreat easily.
On the small island, the Blood Moon Ghost King slowly stood up, staring at Zhang Ruochen with a pair of bright eyes: "The descendant of time and space? Not only can he tear apart space, but he can also move instantly. I really underestimated him. This person is very unlucky."
Simple."
Even the Blood Moon Ghost King has never seen anyone able to control space before.
Therefore, she felt quite shocked in her heart.
If she can also control the power of space and time, then other ghost kings will probably be afraid of her.
The Blood Moon Ghost King stared at Zhang Ruochen with a deep gaze. He secretly thought about how to capture Zhang Ruochen and extract the secret method of controlling time and space from his mouth.
The Blood Moon Ghost King did not intend to alarm the two humans on the lake and let them fight first, but she quietly absorbed the power of the moonlight, recovered from her injuries, and condensed her ghost energy.