"Master Heartless, I'm here!"

Zhang Zichen and Wuxin's attack is like an ordinary person slashing at each other, you slash me, I slash you.

Now, it's Zhang Zichen's turn to appear.

That's it, Zhang Zichen and Wuxin, you attack, I defend, I defend, you attack.

The fight between the two is very ordinary.

However, it is such a fight, which is surprisingly powerful for Tan Lu and Feng Ruotan and others in the distance.

In their eyes, they saw only a blood-red figure and a golden light, constantly fighting together.

These two rays of light seem to be evenly matched.

Woohoo!

In the entire space, except for the figure and the light, only the sound of sighing could be heard.

Every collision between Zhang Zichen and Wuxin caused the surrounding air to vibrate.

What shocked Tan Lu, Feng Ruotan and the others the most was that they couldn't directly look at the collision of these two forces, hundreds of feet away.

The surrounding rocks and trees exploded one after another, and even the high mountain they were standing on gradually exploded under the collision of Zhang Zichen and Wuxin's forces.

The mountains slowly fell.

But that's not all, countless clods of dirt are flying around the ground.

And Tan Lu and Feng Ruotan have all happened to the four of them so far, I am afraid that it was also under the special attention of Zhang Zichen and Wuxin that they gave them a gap to save their lives.

Otherwise, just the four of them weak monks, under the battle of these two masters, I am afraid that the minced meat that had been strangled by their strength would not exist.

However, Tan Lu and Feng Ruotan didn't think about this, they were just surprised by Zhang Zichen's strength.

"Impossible! It's not scientific! How can it be?"

"Zhang Zichen is only a monk in the realm of the True Monarch, a monk of this level, compared to the realm of the Holy Monarch, it is a thousand miles apart, but Zhang Zichen can use the cultivation of the late realm of the True Monarch to oppose the cultivation of the Saint Monarch realm, this is ......"

Tan Lu didn't know what words to use to express the surprise in her heart.

At the beginning, Tan Lu thought that Zhang Zichen would definitely die in the hands of Room 72, and later, Tan Lu thought that Zhang Zichen would die in the hands of the unintentional monk.

But if you go on with the current process, it is not clear that Zhang Zichen can really survive the unintentional attack, or maybe, Zhang Zichen can still kill the unintentional monk!

I have to say that Tan Lu's impression of Zhang Zichen has changed dramatically again.

To tell the truth, once upon a time, Tan Lu also had murderous intentions towards Zhang Zichen, and he was ready to secretly kill Zhang Zichen and seize the treasures on his body when Zhang Zichen was not paying attention.

But now it seems how naïve that idea was.

If Tan Lu really did it at that time, I am afraid she would already be a dead person, so Tan Lu patted her chest to comfort her little beating heart.

Tan Lu was also secretly glad that she was fortunate that she couldn't hold back and didn't make a move, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Feng Ruotan, Lu Wenxing and Mao Zhijing looked at the battle in the distance, and saw Tan Lu's face change.

At that moment, Feng Ruotan smiled and said, "Tan Lu Zhenjun, didn't you say before that our big brother Zhang will die?"

"......" Tan Lu was speechless.

"Tan Lu Zhenjun, why don't you speak?" Feng Ruotan laughed.

"......" Tan Lu continued to be speechless, at this time Feng Ruotan occupied a rational word, then let him continue to be nervous!

Seeing that Tan Lu had nothing to say in front of him for the first time, Feng Ruotan immediately laughed: "Tan Lu Zhenjun, can you continue to do it?" I think our Brother Zhang's strength is outstanding, but it is not comparable to ordinary people, and that unintentional monk can't do anything to our Brother Zhang. ”

Maybe it was Feng Ruotan's repeated sarcasm, Tan Lu still couldn't help but retort: "Feng Ruotan, don't be complacent, whether Zhang Zichen can survive in front of the powerhouses of the Holy Monarch realm remains to be seen, no one should be too nervous, in case the ending is not what you think, I'm afraid you will be disappointed." ”

"You ......" Feng Ruotan wanted to be sarcastic again, but after thinking about it carefully, what Tan Lu said was indeed true.

Now, the battle between Zhang Zichen and the unintentional monk, although both of them fought to a draw, the outcome is still undecided.

And the most important thing is that Wuxin is a strong saint, the true qi in his body is full, if Zhang Zichen can't kill Wuxin in a short time, perhaps, the person who loses is really Zhang Zichen.

......

Rumble!

Zhang Zichen and Wuxin bumped into each other again, and the two sides each stepped back ten feet and stood in a dignified manner.

Seeing Zhang Zichen gasping for breath, he smiled unintentionally: "Zhang Zichen, what's wrong?

Zhang Zichen's true qi is indeed a little unable to keep up, he uses an artifact, and the true qi consumed by the artifact makes Zhang Zichen unbearable.

Simply, Zhang Zichen left his hand, and a piece of nine-colored ore appeared in his hand.

"True Source Stone?" Unintentionally saw Zhang Zichen take out a small piece of nine-colored ore, and recognized it as a true source stone at a glance, "Zhang Zichen, you are really powerful, when you are fighting me, you actually absorb spiritual energy to replenish your physical strength?"

"Hehe! I'm sorry!" Zhang Zichen directly admitted, "Who called you the Holy Monarch, and I am the True Monarch? Who told me that the artifact in my hand consumes an astonishing amount of True Qi?"

"Hahaha!" Wuxin laughed, "Zhang Zichen, aren't you afraid that you will be taken advantage of by me if you are so half-hearted?"

"I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid, but it depends on whether you have the ability to do it!" In Zhang Zichen's left hand, the nine-colored aura in the True Source Stone was quickly absorbed by Zhang Zichen to replenish Zhang Zichen's physical strength.

Seeing this, Wuxin was already laughing in his heart, if one side was physically exhausted, it already meant that the other party's defeat was decided.

"Zhang Zichen, ready to take it!"

Unintentionally shouted, and this time, instead of rushing up, he threw the golden Zen staff into the air.

"Buddhism is authentic, Xuanxin is orthodox! Subduing demons and subduing demons, ten thousand battles return to the sect!"

At the same time that the golden Zen staff was thrown into the sky by Zhang Zichen, the Buddhist mantra in Wuxin's mouth sounded, his hands were also folded, his fingers were intertwined, and he pinched out some incomprehensible tricks.

Accompanied by the unintentional mantra and hand, the golden Zen staff that he threw into the sky suddenly shone brightly, and a whistling sound sounded.

At this moment, one of the heartless golden Zen sticks became two, two became four, four became eight, and eight became sixteen......

For a time, the entire sky was a heartless golden Zen staff, boundless, innumerable, shrouded in the entire sky.

"Buddhism is the true sect, Xuanxin is correct! Subduing demons and subduing demons, and returning to the sect in ten thousand battles!"

"Attack me!"

Unintentionally scolded, and in an instant, the countless Zen staff in the sky began to move.