God Emperor

"Bang."

The palms and swords met and an explosion was heard.

Green Fang's figure moved backwards.

Yu Wenjing used a soft palm technique and hit Qingyao on the back from a distance, helping him to break his retreat, "The opponent has a killer puppet with the level of a holy king. He is not a simple character. Do you need me to help you?" "

"Need not."

Qingyao exposed the long fangs in his mouth and said excitedly: "I have broken through to the three-step Holy King realm, and I haven't fully used the increased power in my body yet. I just use this battle to test what my combat power has reached." degree?"

"You are definitely not a nobody if you can defeat my Green Fang. Which killer king of the Heavenly Slaughter Organization are you? Please tell me your name?"

Zhang Ruochen stood upright, holding his sword across the sword, and said: "If you can take my ten swords, I will tell you my true name."

"You really don't know how high the sky is. To tell you the truth, I only used 50% of my strength just now. If I go all out, you may not be able to block ten of my palms." Green Fang said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Really? I only used 30% of my strength just now."

"Arrogance."

Thousands of words emitting holy light emerged from the green-and-gold holy armor on Qingyao's body, and his aura became extremely fierce, "Refining the Void Palm."

A trace of the Pure Extinguishing Divine Fire and three hundred palm rules converged on his right palm.

Suddenly, the whole Taoist temple heard the sound of "cracking" burning.

This is an intermediate holy level palm technique. It is used by Qingyao. The power is quite astonishing. Before the palm print is made, the flames under his feet have already spread towards Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen didn't plan to use the power of time and space. He wanted to see if he could defeat the most elite person in the universe using only swordsmanship.

At the same time, he also wanted to use the battle with Green Fang to temper the surge of power in his body.

Zhang Ruochen raised the sword above his head, powerful sword intent surged out of his body, and immediately, a ten-foot-long Bagua mark appeared under his feet. In this area, sword energy is everywhere.

"Kenpachi, dry sword."

The holy energy of heaven and earth in the Taoist temple converged on the Bagua mark, transforming into a layer of sword Dao Xuan Gang, which condensed on the heavy sword in Zhang Ruochen's hand.

"Wow——"

The sword's mysterious power is invincible.

The heavy sword swung, breaking through the palm of the green fangs, and struck his glove, making a sonorous and ear-piercing explosion.

When Qingyao saw Zhang Ruochen condensed the Sword Dao Xuan Gang, he knew that the opponent was more powerful than he expected, so he exploded with twelve points of strength. However, even so, the fall of the heavy sword still made his arm numb and his body fell back.

His glove was a sacred weapon with four radiances and ten thousand patterns. It blocked the Xuan Gang of Sword Dao and was not penetrated.

Zhang Ruochen had already mastered the swordsmanship, and the Bagua mark under his feet began to spin, and he struck out with the second sword, "Kun Sword."

This sword is a thorn, as fast as a light shuttle, piercing the center of Green Fang's eyebrows.

Zhang Ruochen used Jianba, and the sword moves he performed were influenced by the "Xuanji Sword Master Jianba Records", which divided Jianba into eight hexagrams between heaven and earth.

Qingya knew how powerful Kenpachi and Kendo Xuangang were, so he did not try to fight head-on. Instead, he used a sacred movement skill called "Fire Peng Feiying", which incorporated speed rules, flying rules, flame rules, and lightning rules. .

"Uh-huh."

A pair of flaming roc wings appeared on Qingyao's back. He disappeared in a flash and appeared behind Zhang Ruochen.

The speed is so fast, it's like moving through space.

Zhang Ruochen's sword was actually a little slower, and it only penetrated the shadow of the green fang.

"Intermediate holy skill level movement technique." Zhang Ruochen felt a little incredible.

It is not easy to practice the intermediate holy art to a great extent.

Intermediate holy arts level body skills are more difficult to practice.

Moreover, Green Fang's body technique incorporates a variety of holy rules. It is obvious that it is not an ordinary mid-level holy art, but an exquisite mid-level holy art.

Ordinary and exquisite, there is a world of difference.

"哏哓."

Green Fang stood three feet above the ground, grinned ferociously, burst out with speed again, and struck out with another Void Refining Palm. This palm not only integrates the rules of the holy way, but also mobilizes a large number of truth rules to be integrated into it.

Explodes four times the strength of the palm.

Qingyao's attainments in the way of truth far surpass Zhang Ruochen.

At this stage, Zhang Ruochen could only use the holy technique to explode twice as much power.

Zhang Ruochen has never practiced any mid-level holy skills, and his speed is not as good as Qingyao's, but his nerve reaction speed is extremely fast. When Qingyao took out his palm, he struck out with a backhand sword, "Shocking Sword." "

With this sword, Zhang Ruochen also mobilized more than two hundred truth rules in his body to integrate into the sword technique, and the sword's Xuangang condensed into layers of waves, colliding with the palm power of the green fangs.

For each level of Sword Dao Xuangang that collides with the palm print, the palm force exerted by Green Fang will be reduced by one point.

When all the Sword Profound Gangs were shattered, Zhang Ruochen's heavy sword finally collided with Qingyao's palm. However, the sword edge swiped past Green Fang's wrist, scattering sparks.

"Uh-huh."

The heavy sword weighed a thousand pounds, causing Qingyao's palm to shift its direction, and the tip of the sword pierced Qingyao's forehead.

Qingyao's expression changed, and he used his movement technique to turn into a flying shadow of a fire pendant and fly back into the distance.

Ten feet away, a deep blood mark appeared on Green Fang's cheek, exposing the white cheekbones. The holy blood continued to drip downward, like bright petals sprinkled on the ground.

"How is it possible..." Green Fang was a little unbelievable.

The opponent, both in terms of movement speed and attainment of the Way of Truth, was weaker than him, but he actually injured him.

This person's use of power has reached such a superb level?

Zhang Ruochen looked at the holy blood on the heavy sword and sighed secretly, "Unfortunately, if the sword in my hand was Shen Yuan, this sword would not just cut a blood mark on his face."

Only Shen Yuan can make Zhang Ruochen perform sword moves perfectly and unleash the most powerful sword power.

The heavy sword in his hand is still a bit unfamiliar.

Yu Wenjing stopped and did not immediately go to collect the two remaining fruits of supreme perfection on the holy tree. He stared at Zhang Ruochen and Qingyao.

He could see that the cultivation level of the killer king of the Heavenly Killing Organization was not much higher than that of Green Fang, but this person was able to suppress Green Fang, which was a bit incredible.

Yu Wenjing said: "In the entire Realm of Truth, there are only a handful of creatures that can suppress you in the same realm. Moreover, this person's attainments in the Way of Truth are only at an ordinary level. Such a person will not be surpassed in the Realm of Truth. Three.”

Qingyao's heart moved, and he stared at the killer king opposite him again, his eyes suddenly shrank: "Could this guy be Zhang Ruochen?"

"It's not impossible."

Yu Wenjing walked towards Qingyao, raised his palm, and twelve sacred bones flew out and landed in the twelve directions of the Taoist temple. Each divine bone releases a faint divine light, making the space more stable.

This is just in case.

If that killer king was really Zhang Ruochen, they wouldn't be caught off guard by the opponent's space power.

"A divine disciple, a top genius in the Yin and Yang world, they are indeed extraordinary people. They guessed who I am so quickly." Zhang Ruochen secretly thought.

Seeing that the man opposite him didn't deny it, Qingyao felt a little more certain in his heart and said: "Whether you are Zhang Ruochen or not, people like you should not live in this world."

"Wow!"

On the green gold holy armor, words flew out one by one, protecting the green fangs airtightly.

At the same time, those words released waves of power, blessing Qingyao's body, making the aura emitted by Qingyao become stronger and stronger.

"Die to me."

Qingyao's body was wrapped by a text giant, he raised a big palm and pressed it down on Zhang Ruochen's head. That green-gold sacred armor was extraordinary, and it had enhanced Green Fang's cultivation to a rather terrifying level.

The wonderful little Taoist felt that Zhang Ruochen could not block the blow, so he asked, "Do you need help?"

"I can still handle it."

Zhang Ruochen stood proudly, looked up at the big hand with words, and said: "The power of blessing is more than the Blood Armor of Hundred Saints. This armor of words of yours is actually a good treasure."

The holy energy and truth in Zhang Ruochen's body converged on the Vulcan armor gloves on his arms.

Suddenly, the Vulcan gauntlets emitted blazing flames, and the flames enveloped the heavy sword and merged with the sword's Xuangang. Then the arm suddenly waved and the sword struck out.

"Bang."

Thousands of words exploded, the text giant's body collapsed, and a boundless force rushed out in all directions.

In the Taoist temple, there are flying sand and rocks.

The two killer puppets were shaken and flew backwards, hitting the wall of the Taoist temple.

Even with Yu Wenjing's cultivation, he kept falling backwards. Finally, with the power of twelve divine bones, he was able to resist the force.

Green Fang fell to the ground, with a large piece of the bones in his body broken. He could not stand up. While shaking, he howled angrily: "It's you...it's really you...Zhang Ruochen..."

In the Sea of ​​Truth, Green Fang had seen Zhang Ruochen using the power of the Vulcan Armor, and recognized him at this moment.

"He's not dead yet."

Zhang Ruochen frowned.

With that sword strike just now, the three-glory and ten-thousand-marked holy weapon-level epee in Zhang Ruochen's hand was shattered, leaving only a hilt. One can imagine how terrifying the power is.

That is the power that bursts out from the Mystery of Truth and Vulcan Armor.

Zhang Ruochen saw the divine patterns flowing on Qingyao's body, and suddenly realized: "It turns out that you have divine patterns engraved on your body. It seems that you are a descendant of God who attaches great importance to it."

God's life span is long, and his descendants and descendants are numerous, numbering in the thousands.

As for God, each time of retreat and cultivation is calculated based on hundreds or thousands of years. Therefore, even the so-called sons and goddesses of God see God very rarely.

Only the heirs and descendants that God values ​​most can have divine patterns for body protection.

It is obviously not an easy task to kill the son of God who has divine patterns to protect his body. Moreover, the gods would rarely be angered by killing ordinary sons and goddesses of gods. At most, they would just give an order and let their subordinates handle it.

But if you kill a son of God with divine marks, the consequences will be serious.

Zhang Ruochen said: "It seems that I can only kill you by using the power of space."

If it were anyone else, Qingya would not believe that the other party dared to kill him, but the guy opposite was definitely Zhang Ruochen. What is Zhang Ruochen afraid to do?

"Zhang Ruochen, this is the Conferred God Platform. In front of a divine disciple, how dare you blatantly kill people?" Yu Wenjing shouted coldly.

Zhang Ruochen said: "When Qingya wanted to kill me just now, as a divine disciple, you didn't say such upright words."

Yu Wenjing was speechless for a moment, and then his eyes became gloomy. He was too lazy to argue with Zhang Ruochen and said, "I have used twelve divine bones to stabilize the space. Can you still use the power of space?"