There was a loud rumbling sound, and the earth seemed to shake a little.

At this time, the people of Xuanwu Hall, who had been enduring it, finally couldn't help it.

"What the hell do you want to do, if you want to destroy the secret realm, keep fighting!"

As the martial artists of the Xuanwu Hall who were still cracking the formation stood up, it seemed that this battle was about to end like this.

And as a gust of wind blew, the huge amount of smoke and dust in the air dispersed.

Yun Sheng Fanduo stood in the distance of the huge pit, clutching his chest.

In the huge impact just now, Zhang Rang still had the strength to punch him.

He had already turned all his true qi into a demon, and in the huge explosion, he was shattered by the powerful impact force of the protective body, and he had no strength to resist Zhang Rang's punch, so he could only resist hard.

If it weren't for his special physique, and he had always practiced the body quenching technique in the Holy Light Temple, I am afraid that under this punch, he would really be defeated.

Rao was like this, Yun Sheng Fanduo still couldn't help it, and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

But on the other side of the huge pit, Zhang Rang laughed.

Although the huge explosion that broke out just now, in fact, the power of the thought blossom released by himself was slightly stronger than the power of the opponent's Haotian Holy Judgment.

Therefore, the impact of Yunsheng Fanduo is already stronger than its own.

And while using the evil gang to protect the body, he used the Tiangang Tongzi Skill, almost canceling out all the powerful impact force.

Therefore, he could have the opportunity to cast the Thunder Yin Eight Dragon Fist towards Yunsheng Fanhua.

It's just that this punch was unleashed by himself in a state of blood deification.

After all, the Lei Yin Eight Dragon Fist is the mastery of the Lei Yin Temple, and Zhang Rang is also worried that he will be seen by the people of the Holy Light Temple.

However, because he deified the blood of the Lei Yin Eight Dragon Fist, the power of this move was sharpened, and the aftermath of the Haotian Holy Judgment also restrained the blood deification technique, and this time it only injured Yun Sheng Fanduo, not killed.

But Zhang Rangke would not give up his goal because of Xuanwutang's words.

This time it seems to be a lose-lose, but he has already offended the Holy Light Temple.

Of course, Zhang Rang offended the Holy Light Temple at the beginning, but Zhang Rang was far away in Nanyang at the beginning, and he was in the Jianyu Villa when he was not on a mission, even if the people of the Holy Light Temple wanted to trouble themselves, they couldn't find their own people.

But that's no longer the case.

The Holy Light Temple, which sits in the north, is very close to him, and this time it is the first person of the younger generation of the Holy Light Temple to fight with him.

But the other party is already a grandmaster of the Five Qi Realm and one level, and he is still a martial artist of the Four Gang Realm and six levels.

Even though there is an element of restraint in the exercises, but when this matter spreads, it is the Holy Light Temple that is ashamed.

Naturally, the Holy Light Temple will not go to the trouble of those who speak ill of people behind their backs, but it will come to find trouble for itself.

Since it's all about finding your own trouble anyway, it's better to take the opportunity to solve an opponent first.

Thinking of this, Zhang Rang's body moved, and he rushed towards the clouds on the opposite side of the pit.

Yun Sheng Fanduo had already exhausted his true qi at this moment, and he was also relieved to hear the people from the Xuanwu Hall in the distance come to scold the two.

But now, I saw Zhang Rang rushing towards him.

This guy won't still be really angry, right?

At this moment, what appeared in Yun Shengfanduo's mind was not a question, but a shock.

Seeing Zhang Rang rushing towards Yunsheng Fanduo, and then taking a look at Yunsheng Fanduo's situation, Yu Xiangsheng knew that he was going to suffer.

I want to make a move, but if I make a move with my own generation, I am afraid that I will be laughed at by the people in the rivers and lakes.

But if he doesn't make a move, I'm afraid that Yunsheng Fanduo will be hit hard by Zhang Rang, and it may even be ...... Die.

Thinking that Yunsheng Fanduo, who had been cultivated by the Holy Light Temple for more than twenty years, died like this, Yu Xiangsheng immediately felt that his face seemed to be less important.

But just when Yu Xiangsheng was about to rush forward, he saw a figure next to him rushing towards the battlefield.

It was none other than Cheng Xu, who had been comforted by Yu Xiangsheng before.

Zhang Rang rushed over, and above his right hand, a knife was in his hand.

"Demon rain three knives, the second knife, blood rain slaughtering sentient beings!"

As this knife fell, endless demonic qi turned into a rain of blood and fell from the sky.

And at this moment, a golden fist shadow blasted into the air from a distance, and the golden fist shadow was like a fierce tiger, tearing the blood rain in the sky.

But even so, there was still a part of the blood rain that the demonic qi turned into fell on the body of Yun Shengfan, who had no time to dodge.

In an instant, demonic energy invaded.

Zhang Rang knew that the person who came to the rescue was not a powerhouse of the Five Qi Dynasty Yuan Realm, otherwise, the other party would be able to break all the power of his sword with one move.

At the same time, Zhang Rang also knew that there was no way for him to kill Yun Shengfanduo.

But if you can't kill it, you have to maximize your own interests.

Zhang Rang rushed forward, and the Blood Shadow Sword in his left hand stabbed out towards Yunsheng Fanduo.

When the two eyes met, Zhang Rang immediately cast his bloody eyes.

"I'm your lifelong enemy, do you want to defeat me? Then pray in front of your god of light, pray that I won't be killed by others before you defeat me!"

At this moment, this sentence was repeatedly imprinted in Yun Shengfan's mind.

"Zhang Rang!"

Yun Sheng Fanduo burst into a snort, and then spurted out a mouthful of blood.

At this moment, the Blood Shadow Sword in Zhang Rang's hand had already pierced through Yun Shengfanduo's body, and at the same time, Cheng Xuan also rushed over.

Seeing Cheng Xuan rushing up, Zhang Rang immediately performed the Mystery Palm Technique.

Bang bang bang!

For a while, the fierce offensive was like a tiger, but it couldn't hurt Zhang Rang in the slightest.

"Enough! If someone continues to do it, then this time the secret realm can not be entered. ”

In the distance, an old man of the Xuanwu Hall stood up and roared angrily.

Zhang Rang had already achieved his goal and retreated.

The purpose of Cheng Xu's coming is to save Yunsheng Fanduo, and now that Zhang Rang is forced to retreat, he will immediately go back and leave with Yunsheng Fanduo.

"Wait!"

Zhang Rang shouted at Chengxu and Yun Shengfanduo who had fainted, "You have lost the battle of the Holy Light Temple! ”

Hearing this, Yu Xiangsheng frowned.

You must know that Yunsheng Fanhua will lose, which is something that no one in the Holy Light Temple expected.

Don't say that they didn't expect that everyone watching the battle around them couldn't write that a martial artist of the Four Gang Realm and Six Levels could actually defeat a Grandmaster of the Five Qi Realm and One Layer!

It's appalling!

Zen walked out silently, looked at Zhang Rang coldly, suddenly stopped, glanced towards the north, folded his hands, and then pulled out the ring knife on his waist and stabbed it into his abdomen.

Poof, blood splattered.

The sword was smashed, and in an instant, a huge hole was torn open in Zen Bu's abdomen.

Zen was silent and fell in a pool of blood.

Die.