"It's not so easy to take something from me. ”

Zhang Ruochen's two arms were raised at the same time, and his bones and muscles made a thunderous sound, striking out thirteen dragon souls and thirteen elephant souls, which rotated rapidly around his body, forming a palm-power light shell with a diameter of dozens of zhang.

"Boom. ”

Mountains continued to fall, colliding with the palm light shell, and were torn apart by the shock.

In the end, the chain, which was thicker than a bucket, struck down, shattering the holy light on the surface of the palm-force light shell, and the thirteen dragon souls and thirteen elephant souls also scattered and flew out.

Seeing that the chain was about to fall firmly on Zhang Ruochen's body.

"Haha, this chain of this emperor is forged from the abyssal cold iron, and it is a Eight Yao Ten Thousand Pattern Sacred Weapon, I hope not to beat you into ashes with one blow, but it is a waste of a vat of delicious blood. The Emperor of the Martial Realm said with a smile.

"Don't be presumptuous, you're not that strong. ”

On Zhang Ruochen's arms, dazzling light appeared one by one, and a large amount of holy qi erupted, which was integrated into the Vulcan fist and Vulcan armguard.

The fist gloves and arm guards burned, and ancient patterns appeared, and powerful divine power erupted.

Zhang Ruochen's palms propped up, and one palm turned into a cloud of fire, colliding violently with the chains.

The sound of metal colliding resounded through the world and was quite harsh.

In an instant, the ground under Zhang Ruochen's feet burned, and even flames flew in the air.

"Have you been smashed to pieces by the Martial Realm Emperor?" the long-faced emperor stared into the distance.

"I'm afraid it's not that easy, the time-space heirs won't be so famous. ”

"Not necessarily, after all, the realm gap is too big, even if he Zhang Ruochen is a young god, he has to die. ”

......

The Martial Emperor stood in mid-air, staring at the fire domain below, the smile on his face had already been put away, because he was the one who fought directly with Zhang Ruochen, so he knew very well that the blow he had just now was blocked by Zhang Ruochen.

"Wow-"

In the sea of fire, a pillar of light rushed out, and it turned out to be a golden dragon, with a deafening dragon groan coming out of its mouth.

"Is this a mid-level holy art that you cultivate?"

The emperor of the martial arts world is not an ignorant person, through the fight just now, he already knows that the fist gloves and arm guards on Zhang Ruochen's arms are all ancient artifacts of the gods, which contain divine power and should not be underestimated.

If it is combined with the mid-level holy arts, how far can the two forces be superimposed?

"Dragon swims for nine days. ”

Zhang Ruochen mobilized all the rules of the palm path of his body, integrated them into the dragon claw, and slapped it out with one claw.

On the other end, the Emperor of the Martial Realm was not afraid, the chains in his hands exuded an astonishing cold air, and as he kept spinning, snowflakes fell from the sky, and on the ground, thicker and thicker ice crystals appeared.

The cold air formed by the chains swirled and collided with the dragon's claws.

"Bang. ”

A powerful storm of energy flew out, tearing the ground around the two of them into pieces, causing powerful destructive power. The destruction extended all the way to the vicinity of the divine pattern left by the Middle Ages, and was finally resisted by the broken divine pattern.

"It's a bit of a skill, fighting with the emperor of the martial world, there is still a chance to take the initiative to attack. Yun Dizi said.

An imperial maiden said with some contempt: "Do you know that cats catch mice? The true means of the emperor of the martial arts world have not been used yet! Now, he is just playing with him." When the cat really wants to eat the mouse, it will kill him with a single blow. ”

Xia asked: "If the Emperor of the Martial World really treats Zhang Ruochen as a mouse, then it is not certain who is a mouse and who is a cat in the end." ”

"What does Natsu Miko mean?"

Xia Wenxin said lightly: "Keep watching, you won't know." ”

The Emperor of the Martial World waved out the chain, dissolved the palm print made by Zhang Ruochen, and said with a smile: "If you are, with only such a little ability, everything should be over!"

"The storm breaks the whirlpool. ”

The dense rules of the Holy Dao poured out from the bodies of the Martial Realm disciples, fusing with the chains of the Eight Yao Ten Thousand Patterns Holy Weapon level.

Immediately, the chain spun rapidly, turning into a nine-layer whirlpool, with a wind blade canyon capable of tearing the heavens and the earth, flying in the whirlpool.

This is a mid-level holy art that is not low-grade!

After all, the realm gap is there, Zhang Ruochen naturally will not underestimate the enemy, and he will continue to mobilize the rules of truth and combine them with the palm method.

"Dragons and elephants reach the sky. ”

Both palms hit out at the same time, bursting out with seven times the attack power.

"Boom. ”

The storm shattered, the whirlpool shattered, and even the clouds and qi in the sky were violently shaken by the force of the palm.

On the arm of the Emperor of the Martial Realm, the skin was torn apart, and a large amount of blood flowed out, and the burly body flew out upside down like a cannonball.

Zhang Ruochen took advantage of the victory to pursue, grabbed the chain with one hand, and used his arm to pull the Emperor of the Martial Realm towards his position.

The Emperor of the Martial World is like a kite on the line, and he really flew over.

However, when he was still a hundred feet away from Zhang Ruochen, a hideous smile suddenly appeared on his face, the wings on his back spread, and his speed suddenly increased several times.

"It's not good, he doesn't seem to be seriously injured, was he deliberately luring the enemy just now?" Zhang Ruochen said secretly.

"There are very few cultivators in the Heavenly Court Realm who have cultivated the Dao of Truth to your level, no wonder they dare to fight with this Emperor with the eight-step Saint King realm. ”

The wound on the arm of the Emperor of the Martial Realm was healed in the blink of an eye.

"However, with the Word of Truth, you are far from enough to burst out with several times the attack power. The word of truth has a nemesis. ”

"Nemesis......?

The blood light emanating from the Martial Emperor's body became stronger and stronger, and a loud laugh came out of his mouth: "That's right, the nemesis of truth is fate." Gate of Fate, come out!"

Behind the Emperor of the Martial Realm, by the rules of fate, a looming gate of light was condensed.

Affected by the power of the light gate, Zhang Ruochen only felt that his strength was declining rapidly, and in just a moment, it had dropped by as much as four or five times.

In the past, Zhang Ruochen had heard from other monks that there was a Temple of Truth in Heavenly Court, and cultivating the Way of Truth could allow the monks to display holy techniques that would burst out with several times the attack power.

In the hell realm, there is a temple of fate.

Cultivating the way of destiny can make the opponent's strength drop several times.

"Behind the Emperor of the Martial Realm, how can he condense a Gate of Destiny? With the Gate of Destiny, wouldn't he be able to suppress my strength all the time? Even if it is the rule of truth, it can only burst out several times the attack power at the moment when the Holy Technique is cast. Moreover, it takes a certain amount of time to mobilize the rules of truth, and it is impossible to apply them instantly. ”

Zhang Ruochen realized that something was very wrong, and said, "Could it be that he is a disciple of the Temple of Destiny?"

Only the disciples of the Temple of Destiny can cultivate the Gate of Destiny, and they can use the power of the Gate of Destiny to continuously suppress their opponents.

With the suppression of the Gate of Destiny, the disciples of the Temple of Destiny can easily kill enemies beyond their own realm.

The disciples of the Divine Transmission of the Temple of Truth can cultivate the "Truth Realm Form", which is also something that other Heavenly Court Realm cultivators cannot do.

The Nine-Eyed Heavenly King shook his head and smiled: "Pick up a Zhang Ruochen, the disciples of the martial arts realm actually cast the gate of destiny, is it necessary?"

"He's showing off his skills, after all, the Gate of Destiny can't be cultivated by anyone. ”

"I think he wanted to capture Zhang Ruochen alive, so he used the way of fate. It seems that Zhang Ruochen can't escape the palm of his hand, and fate can't escape. ”

It was too late to say that it was too late, and the Emperor of the Martial Realm, carrying the gate of fate, had already rushed to Zhang Ruochen's body, and hit him with his fist in the chest.

The fist carried an overwhelming fist wind, giving Zhang Ruochen an irresistible feeling, just like this punch was made by a great sage, and one punch could shatter this piece of heaven and earth.

"No, it's not that he's getting stronger, it's that I'm getting weaker!"

Zhang Ruochen didn't mobilize the rules of truth and fought hard with the emperor of the martial world, and it was too late.

I'm afraid that the rules of truth haven't converged yet, and the fist mark of the Emperor of the Martial World has already fallen on his body.

"Bang. ”

The Emperor of the Martial Realm punched Zhang Ruochen's body, breaking him apart.

However, there was no joy on the face of the Martial Realm Emperor, and he immediately withdrew his fist, looked around vigilantly, and said to himself: "Finally exerted the power of space. ”

Zhang Ruochen's torn body dissipated in mid-air, turning into afterimages.

Zhang Ruochen appeared above the head of the Martial Realm Emperor, holding the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword in his hand, and stabbed straight down.

The Emperor of the Martial Realm has always been on guard, so the moment Zhang Ruochen walked out of the space, the chains wrapped around him automatically flew up and pulled sideways.

The sword that Zhang Ruochen unleashed was not an ordinary sword technique, but a time sword technique.

The chains could have been struck at him, but as they approached him, their speed slowed down and finally came to a standstill.

"Not good. ”

The Emperor of the Martial Realm didn't know how many life-and-death battles he had experienced, and between the lightning and flint, he immediately reacted and performed a mid-level saint-level footwork to dodge quickly.

"Whew. ”

The Shen Abyss Ancient Sword, which was supposed to pierce his skull, slashed past his cheek.

On his cheeks, the Hundred Saints Blood Armor shattered open.

Jian Gang hit his face, leaving a shallow blood mark.

"Damn. ”

In the heart of the Emperor of the Martial Realm, a strong anger welled up.

An eight-step Saint King actually possessed the power to threaten his life, which should not have happened at all.

What made the Martial Realm Emperor even more frightened was that if no one had reminded him before, the human man in front of him was Zhang Ruochen, the heir of time and space, he would definitely underestimate the enemy, and he would definitely not be on guard against the other party's use of time and space power.

In that case, would he still be able to dodge the sword just now?

It is really possible that the Hundred Illusion Divine Son died in the hands of Zhang Ruochen.

The emperor and the emperor who were watching the battle from a distance all showed expressions of disbelief.

"How can this be, he has obviously reminded the emperor of the martial world, is he still underestimating the enemy, and he didn't expect Zhang Ruochen to exert space power at all?"

"With the rich combat experience of the Emperor of the Martial Realm, there shouldn't be such a mistake. ”

"It wasn't a mistake, it almost cost me my life. ”

Xia asked: "Do you really think that if you know that the other party is a time-space heir, you must have the means to deal with space and time?" It can only show that the time monks and space monks you met before are not strong enough, and the use of power is not yet hot. ”

"What does Xia Shenzi mean is that the Emperor of the Martial Realm didn't expect Zhang Ruochen's attack, but he had expected it, but he couldn't avoid it at all?"

Xia asked: "You are half right. ”

(End of chapter)