Seeing his treasure, he actually blocked the fierce blow of the crescent moon, and the envoy's heart was slightly relieved.

Zhang Xinrui frowned slightly, this eggshell-like treasure, its terrifying defensive power was even more powerful than he expected.

"My second fist reflects the moon, and I can't smash an eggshell?!"

Zhang Xinrui thought of himself as if he was self-deprecating, and immediately gestured with both hands, pinching the luck and pointing at two points.

The crescent moon bloomed and launched a second attack like lightning.

The void shattered, the waves of air surged, and the crescent moon slashed at the eggshell like a knife.

The loud bang was earth-shattering.

The envoy standing in the eggshell felt that his ears were buzzing endlessly, as if there were hundreds of huge drums, beating at the same time around him, and the hearts of the people who were shocked were terrified and dizzy.

The waves of air are surging like sharp blades.

Two powerful qi engines, strangled together, like two teams fighting to the death, extremely fierce.

The pale yellow and silver-white light is like two oceans, colliding madly and imposingly.

What can be seen with the naked eye is that the pale yellow light is the main defense, and the silver and white light is the main attack.

The pale yellow light, like countless warriors, formed a defensive formation, and the silver-white light was like a warrior holding a sharp blade, rushing towards the pale yellow light in an assault formation.

All of a sudden, if there is a sword light and sword shadow, the murderous aura is galloping.

The envoy inside the eggshell was already red-faced, his ears were buzzing, and his eardrums seemed to be completely torn.

At the corner of his mouth, a trace of blood appeared.

"You must hold on to the sorrow of the eggball!" The envoy swayed left and right with the eggshell, like a small boat in the stormy waves, and at any moment, it seemed that it could be beaten to pieces by the monstrous waves.

His eyes were filled with extremely complex emotions, fear, helplessness, pain, despair, mixed together, burning his already fragile heart.

"It's not broken, come again!" Zhang Xinrui snorted, and slapped his right hand suddenly.

I saw the crescent moon, retreating slightly, and then suddenly accelerated, like thunder, rushing towards the eggshell.

The crescent moon roared, and the brilliant silver-white light burst out from the crescent, crashing into the eggshell like a thunderbolt.

In the roar, the silver light fluctuated, with the crescent moon as the central point, swept out like a monstrous wave, and everywhere it went, the pale yellow light couldn't help but retreat and hiss.

Like butter, inserted into a red-hot blade, it disintegrated and dissolved like lightning, like a calm sea, rushing into a speedboat, and the waves rushed in an instant.

The pale yellow light collapsed into an army, and retreated one after another.

"What?!" the envoy was stunned, his eyes trembling violently, as if he wanted to rush out, and his breath stopped for a moment, as if he were suffocating.

His face was as white as paper, and his body was as cold as snow.

A sense of extreme danger and depravity buried him deeply.

Although he expected that his treasure might be broken, deep down, he still had great confidence in the defensive power of the treasure.

But now.

It felt like a nightmare to him.

The crescent moon soared, and the silver light condensed, like a sharp blade, with a shocking momentum, slashing towards the eggshell.

"Boom!"

The loud noise was loud, and the energy was mighty, and the eggshell was chopped and thrown out, turned over a few times, and slammed into the ground several feet away.

A tiny crack flashed on the eggshell in an extremely glaring light.

The envoy in the eggshell rolled together, dizzy and embarrassed for a moment.

"How so? What the hell!" the envoy was so frightened that he almost wanted to take the eggshell and run away immediately.

But reason told him that he would only die faster.

He knew that this time, the treasure he relied on to escape, the sorrow of Dandan, this royal weapon that was infinitely close to the middle grade, I was afraid that it would not be able to protect him.

"Hit!"

Zhang Xinrui raised his hand, and the crescent moon rushed over.

A terrifying aura surged out from within the crescent, tearing through the air and shattering the void like a raging wave, crushing everything that stood in its way.

The eggshell trembled, desperately resisting, and the pale yellow light swayed and trembled, like a candle in the wind.

The envoy's face grew paler and his heart grew colder.

In an instant, the crescent moon had arrived, and it slashed at the eggshell like thunder.

A deafening loud bang rose into the sky, and under the horrified gaze of the envoy, the treasure that had helped him escape many times shattered and scattered like an egg hit by a boulder.

Hit by the violent air waves, the envoy's whole person shot out like a cannonball, and slammed into the square platform.

The ferocious force of the shock surged like a landslide and tsunami, and the envoy's figure was once again bounced off and smashed to the ground.

"Ahem!"

Standing up with difficulty, the envoy's face turned pale and blood was spitting from his mouth.

Zhang Xinrui approached, staring at the envoy and standing proudly.

"I said, you can't escape!"

The envoy's eyes trembled, and he did not dare to answer.

"Let's go, whether you can survive or not depends on your own performance!" Zhang Xinrui's voice was cold, with an irresistible majesty.

The look on the envoy's face changed rapidly, from fear to hesitation, and finally turned into a crazy hideousness.

With a grit of teeth and an outstretched hand, the envoy took out the magic sword.

He had a final struggle to make.

The magic sword, a taboo-like existence, he never dared to use it lightly, unless he had no other choice.

Just because, with one use, the demonic nature in his heart will increase by one point.

And the consequences of being enchanted are absolutely unbearable for him.

The magic sword was pitch black, more than three feet long, revealing a strange aura, flashing with a faint black light.

Holding it in the hands of the envoy, the magic sword trembled and hissed, and a monstrous ferocity surged out, as if the abyssal troll had awakened and was about to choose someone to devour.

A flash of black aura flashed across the envoy's face, and his right arm trembled as if he was struggling.

"Still not dead?!"

Zhang Xinrui smiled, and an astonishing momentum rose into the sky, like a god of war.

The envoy's face immediately turned a little paler, and his heart contracted, as if he had been caught by a giant beast, and the next moment it was about to burst.

In shock, the envoy didn't dare to wait any longer, and raised his hand and struck out with a sword.

In an instant, the sword shadow shook, the air hissed, the faint black light shone, the cold demonic qi was horizontal, the sword broke through the air and soared, and the power was furious.

The envoy's wrist flipped like a phantom, and endless swords shot out, overlapping and dense, filling the space in an instant.

Facing this fierce and incomparable sword coming from the sky, Zhang Xinrui's expression was calm.

"Babel Stick!"

In the next moment, the light in his eyes flashed, and he suddenly shouted, and Zhang Xinrui had an extra golden stick in his hand.

The stick is six feet and six minutes long, and it is covered with runes, which seems to have a divine light flowing, which makes people look forward to it.

This is Zhang Xinrui's famous weapon, the Tongtian stick.

"Babel Stick Method!"

Swing your wrist and cast your stick.

In an instant, layers of stick shadows came out, breaking through the air and roaring like a hurricane, and the mighty momentum was like a monstrous wave sweeping and galloping.

The surrounding space kept collapsing and shattering, and for a while, spatial cracks suddenly appeared, and spatial turbulence was clustered.

The stick shadow was like thunder and lightning, and it rushed towards the sword shadow.

The strange sword shadow, the domineering and fierce stick posture, the two are suddenly intertwined.

The sound of violent collisions was incessant and earth-shattering.

The whole space seemed to be trembling and shaking.

The envoy only felt a boundless killing intent, surging all over the world.

The shadow of the sword meets the shadow of the stick, like a bubble touching the tip of a needle, dissipates in an instant, and is disillusioned.

The demonic aura subsided, and the demonic sword roared, like the roar of a wounded beast.

The envoy was holding a magic sword, directly dumbfounded.

The stick kept moving, and the lightning flashed.

The envoy suddenly woke up, retreated, turned sideways, and slashed out the magic sword in his hand like thunder.

"Phew!"

The sticks and swords struck, and the envoy only felt a huge force that could not be stopped, surging, his arm shook violently, and the tiger's mouth was hot.

Unable to grasp it for a while, the magic sword flew out of his hand.

The whole person flew up like a sack and fell a few feet away.

In an instant, it was like burning, and the blood in his mouth spurted wildly.

The envoy was seriously wounded.

Zhang Xinrui stands like a god of war.

Less.

The envoy shuddered and got up from the ground.

"Are you still fighting?"

Although Zhang Xinrui's voice was soft, in the ears of the envoy, it was like thunder, and his heart trembled, and he hurriedly replied: "Don't dare to fight! I'll go to detoxify!"

"I knew this was the case, why bother in the first place!" Zhang Xinrui smiled, turned around and walked towards Liu Guanyu and the others.

The envoy obediently followed, trembling.

Seeing the two approaching, Liu Guanyu and the others were extremely happy, but the three of Captain Xiao looked embarrassed and had complicated expressions.

"Hmph, you also have today!" Zhao Mantang shouted angrily, and his heart surged with incomparable hatred.

"Teacher Zhang, thank you for saving your life! If it weren't for you, we would all be killed!" Liu Guanyu saluted Zhang Xinrui.

"Oh, it's me who can't take care of it! It's me who can't stand you! Teacher Ji and I entered this secret realm just to protect you, who knows, but it's like this!" Zhang Xinrui said with regret.

"Teacher Zhang is polite!" Liu Guanyu replied immediately, his heart moved, and then he asked, "Teacher Zhang, why don't you see Teacher Ji with you?"

"After entering the secret realm, the two of us split up and never met again, and I was very strange. Zhang Xinrui thought and said.

"Oh!"

Everyone also felt strange, it stands to reason that such an accident happened in the secret territory, and the teacher who led the team should come to the rescue soon.

"What the hell are you doing?" Zhang Xinrui turned to ask the envoy.

"When he chased and killed me, he was lured into the formation that had already been laid out, and later he was hit by the strange poison I hid in the array, but when I opened the magic circle, there was no one. The envoy muttered as he explained.

"Well, it's probably out of the secret realm. Zhang Xinrui thought for a while and said.

"Teacher Zhang, let's detoxify first!" Liu Guanyu looked at the senior brothers lying on the ground and said anxiously.

Zhang Xinrui nodded.

Although meteor showers are poisonous, they dissolve quickly.

The envoy took out a small yellow flower and let everyone smell it a few times.

After a while, everyone felt that the discomfort in their bodies had disappeared, and their internal forces were working freely again.

"Okay?" Zhang Xinrui asked the crowd.

"That's it!"

The crowd replied, and despite the serious injuries, the joy was palpable.

The envoy tapped Zhang Maoling a few times, and finally waved a palm, slapping it on Zhang Maoling's head like lightning.