So what about this? Zhang Zifeng said lightly.

Suddenly, the Queen Mother's Qiankun Ding quickly enlarged, suspended between heaven and earth like a mountain range.

The two great divine soldiers shone brightly, and a powerful aura suppressed the Holy Son of the Martial God Temple for a while.

"Heh, there is even the Queen Mother Qiankun Ding, stinky boy, how did you do it?" The ancestor of the Ji family became excited.

Zhang Zifeng hung his feet in the air, stood with one hand, and said with a smile, "This matter is a long story, let's talk to the ancestor later." ”

"Hmph, I don't have much ability, but there are a lot of tricks," the Holy Son of the Martial God Temple looked sink.

I only saw the main soul vein under his feet burst out with a powerful killing machine.

"Even ants dare to challenge me, aren't they afraid of death?" The Holy Son of the Martial God Temple said jokingly, "Deal with it, one finger of mine is enough to crush it, presumably this is all the moves, but unfortunately, if I don't guess wrong, the strongest attack is to reach the Seven Heavens of the God King Realm?" And I'm afraid it can only be launched twice, right? ”

"It seems that the Martial God Temple knows me quite well, or is the Martial God Temple afraid of something?" Zhang Zifeng said with a smile.

"Afraid? What the hell, these ants don't even enter the eyes of my Martial God Temple. ”

Hearing these harsh words, everyone present turned pale, but there was nothing to be done.

After all, the opponent is a powerhouse of the Eight Heavens of the God King Realm, and this difference in strength is not something that can be made up for by taking a will.

"Okay, I want to see how a finger crushed me," Zhang Zifeng smiled after paying attention to it.

"It's no wonder I'm looking for death," the Holy Son of the Martial God Temple raised his hand casually, and suddenly saw a golden giant sword appear above his head, which was the Martial God Sword Soul Vein.

Suddenly, the sword of the martial god slashed through the sky, and the treasure light was shining.

The speed of this sword was so fast that many people present couldn't catch it at all.

However, Zhang Zifeng snorted coldly and escaped into the Queen Mother's Qiankun Ding, using the ability of the void to escape far away, dodging this terrifying sword.

The sword finally fell into the ocean a kilometer away, and suddenly it split the seabed, and the endless sea water rolled wildly and evaporated.

Even from a distance, the people were hit by storms and torrential rains, and the earth shook as if the end was coming.

On the other hand, Zhang Zifeng jumped out of the Queen Mother's Qiankun Ding here, and swept coldly towards the Holy Son of the Martial God Temple, and the sword of judgment in his hand was already beginning to accumulate.

"If you want to defeat him, relying on the complete rune alone will not work at all, after all, the current cultivation can't control the power of the complete rune, and it can be used for three seconds at most."

"Three seconds, only three seconds, using the Queen Mother Qiankun Ding and the Sword of Judgment, can you have a chance to seriously injure him," the Empress Baqi said.

"What if it fails?" Zhang Zifeng said.

"That will surely die."

Zhang Zifeng smiled bitterly, "Then it looks like I can't lose." ”

"Stinky rat, it's quite good at hiding, wasn't you very confident just now, there is a trick to pick me up?" When the Holy Son of the Martial God Temple saw this, his heart became even more arrogant.

Originally, he was still a little wary of Zhang Zifeng, but now when he saw Zhang Zifeng being beaten by himself, he let down his guard.

I only saw him pointing at the sword with one hand, pointing directly in the direction of Zhang Zifeng, squinting his eyes and saying, "Hmph, just this kind of waste, I also deserve the three fragments of the Sword of Judgment, it belongs to me, bring it." ”

Suddenly, the void made a cracking sound, only to see the main soul vein under the Holy Foot of the Martial God Temple emitting a terrifying killing machine, and when he fell into the Holy Son of the Martial God Temple, he suddenly stabbed at Zhang Zifeng.

He wanted to kill Zhang Zifeng with a sword, and then swallow the three runes of the Sword of Judgment alone, and this was the real purpose of his coming here.

Undoubtedly, this sword was extremely powerful, and everyone was shocked.

But at this moment, Zhang Zifeng smiled, because everything was in his plan.

I saw Zhang Zifeng holding the Sword of Judgment that had been charged to the extreme, and said coldly, "Exactly, the two pieces I also want." ”

"Just ants, wishful thinking!"

"Boom!"

The void shook violently, the golden storm raged on the earth, and that sword was already coming in front of Zhang Zifeng.

And at this moment, Zhang Zifeng moved.

I saw that suddenly Zhang Zifeng grabbed the void in his left hand and said, "Sure!" ”

As soon as the words fell, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted from Zhang Zifeng's body.

This breath even the Holy Son of the Martial God Temple trembled, and his eyes condensed.

Then something very strange happened.

With Zhang Zifeng's sentence, within a radius of ten meters from the Holy Son of the Martial God Temple, everything was still.

At the same time, Zhang Zifeng also moved.

"Die!" Zhang Zifeng shouted violently, and the strongest blow of the Sword of Judgment was suddenly launched.

A hundred-zhang golden dragon with a divine aura slammed into the Holy Son of the Martial God Temple.

At the end of the three-second control, Zhang Zifeng's face was pale, but he was laughing.

I only saw that the face of the Holy Son of the Martial God Temple three seconds later changed greatly, and he didn't have time to react at all, and the whole person had been hit by the sword qi of the Sword of Judgment.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood and a gust of blood, the Holy Son of the Martial God Temple burst out, and only then did it stop after piercing eleven mountains one after another.

"How...... What's going on? The Martial God Temple's holy son, who was covered in blood, widened his eyes, his right arm had been torn apart by that sword qi, and his chest had collapsed strangely.

If it weren't for his advanced cultivation, he would have died just now.

On the other hand, Zhang Zifeng was breezy and bleak, except for the excessive consumption of Qi, there was nothing to do.

Zhang Zifeng snorted coldly, and escaped to the Holy Son of the Martial God Temple through the void of the Queen Mother's Qiankun Ding, and said with a smile, "Why, it seems to look unpleasant." ”

"What trick was used?" The Holy Son of the Martial God Temple roared.

Just now he clearly saw that Zhang Zifeng didn't do anything.

But in the next second, he was inexplicably attacked by the Sword of Judgment?

And this problem is only known to Zhang Zifeng.

That's a small part of the ability of a complete rune.

That's right, the Complete Rune has a demonic ability, "Time!" "The Complete Rune has control over time.

According to the research of Empress Baqi, if this rune waits for Zhang Zifeng to reach the God Emperor realm, or even the high level of the God Emperor, I am afraid that he can freely travel between the future and the past.

It's just that because the ability of this rune to consume Qi is very exaggerated, with Zhang Zifeng's current strength, at most, it can only be within ten meters, and the target can be banned for three seconds.

Zhang Zifeng did not answer the roar of the Holy Son of the Martial God Temple, but swept his gaze towards his main soul vein.

Suddenly, the face of the Holy Son of the Martial God Temple changed greatly, he understood, struggled and panicked, "Dare to ......"

It's a pity that he can't move now, and the heavy blow to his body makes him move, and he almost faints in pain.

Zhang Zifeng snorted coldly, snatched it directly, and then cut it off with the Sword of Judgment in front of the Holy Son of the Martial God Temple, and took down the remaining two rune fragments without hesitation.

Seeing this, the Holy Son of the Martial God Temple was completely crazy, and his eyes were blood-red and said, "Okay, very good, dog slave, dare to take away the divine soldiers of the Holy Son of my Martial God Temple, and when I go back, I will be buried with my clansmen." ”

The corners of his mouth outlined a sneer, and suddenly he saw Zhang Zifeng slowly raise the Sword of Judgment, and said leisurely, "When did I say that I would let you leave alive?" ”

"What, dare to ......" The Holy Son of the Martial God Temple was shocked.

There was no hesitation.

I only heard a pop, and Zhang Zifeng's Sword of Judgment cut off his head with extreme cruelty under the gaze of everyone.

A generation of high-level god kings, the holy son of the Martial God Temple, has fallen!