Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ruochen's fingers moved forward a little bit, and he used a sword intent to control the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword to fly out.

"Poof. ”

The Shen Yuan Ancient Sword pierced through Tong Dong's eyebrows, bringing out a large patch of blood, and flew out from the back of his head.

With a bang, Tong Dong's body fell down.

As soon as he stepped onto the gladiatorial arena, he became a dead man.

Everyone present was stunned, and their jaws were about to fall to the ground.

Originally, everyone thought that Tong Dong would definitely be able to kill Zhang Ruochen, but who would have thought that Zhang Ruochen would still have the power to fight back against the half-saints?

"That's ...... Spiritual power attack, it turns out that Zhang Ruochen is still a powerful spiritual power half-saint, no wonder he dares to use the destruction power of a thousand lines, and sure enough, there are hole cards. ”

"Zhang Ruochen, it's really difficult to deal with. ”

Those half-saints of the military department all looked at each other, and no one dared to make a move easily.

After all, no one knows how strong Zhang Ruochen's spiritual power is, and with trillions of eyes, he stared at the talented woman of the holy book and said, "The talented woman is a spiritual power sage, she should be able to see the strength of Zhang Ruochen's spiritual power, right?"

The expression of the talented woman of the holy book remained unchanged, and she did not answer trillions of dollars exactly, and said: "In order to deal with a first-order and a half-saint, the military department not only lost its reputation, but also lost three fierce generals in a row. This is how the Ten Thousand Heavenly Kings dealt with Zhang Ruochen?"

Trillion can feel the dissatisfaction of the talented woman of the holy book, and he can't help frowning.

To be honest, he doesn't think there's anything wrong with his means. The only mistake was that he underestimated Zhang Ruochen's strength.

Of course, the attitude of the talented girl of the holy book still made him feel some pressure. After all, the Sacred Book Talented Girl is the closest celebrity around the Empress, and not only that, but in the entire Confucianism and Taoism, the Holy Book Talented Girl also has extraordinary influence.

In case the talented girl of the holy book is in front of the empress, it is really a rather troublesome thing.

Behind the trillions of billions, Jian Kongzi immediately spoke up and said, "Lord Wang, let me make a move, and I will definitely take down Zhang Ruochen's head." ”

With trillions of eyes, he glanced at Jian Kongzi, and then, from his sleeve, he took out a vajra and handed it to him.

"If you make another mistake, this king will take the lives of your nine clans. "A trillion trillions.

Jian Kongzi took the walnut-sized King Kongzi, but he felt extremely heavy, as if he was holding a mountain, even if it was a half-saint's arm, there were some things that could not be supported.

"The thirty-fourth place of the Thousand Pattern Sacred Artifact Spectrum, King Kongzi. Jian Kongzi was secretly startled.

The King of Heaven actually handed over all the King Kongzi to him, which shows that he must be foolproof in this battle and must not lose again.

The eyebrows of the talented girl of the holy book condensed slightly, worried about Zhang Ruochen.

After all, she could clearly see that Zhang Ruochen's spiritual power strength was only forty-sixth, and it was impossible to block the sword void of the seventh-order half-saint realm.

The heart of the talented woman of the holy book is even more contradictory, but she has no choice but to try to restrain the fluctuations of the sacred heart, so as not to be detected by trillions of billions.

Zhang Ruochen saw the sword empty on the gladiatorial platform, but he did not panic at all, and was still quite calm.

Because, he also has a hole card, and that is the relic.

Until now, only by unlocking the third seal of the relics can we solve the killing situation in front of us.

By unlocking the third layer of seals, Zhang Ruochen can obtain the combat power of the Sage level in a short period of time, and it is naturally more than enough to deal with the sword void.

The only thing is that there is some waste, and when he encounters a desperate situation in the future, he will no longer have external forces to borrow, so he can only rely on his own strength to solve it.

Jian Kongzi glared at Zhang Ruochen on the opposite side and shook his head gently. For a top-notch sword cultivator like him, killing a first-order demi-saint who had been seriously injured was really not a sense of accomplishment.

However, killing Zhang Ruochen will definitely be able to obtain a lot of military merit points and rewards, which makes him look forward to it very much.

Just before Jian Kongzi was about to make a move, a white sword light flew from the sky.

"Wow-"

The sword qi, like a dazzling ray of light, passed through the void and tore apart the formation on the periphery of the gladiatorial arena.

I saw a figure flashing, and a tall woman in a purple dress was already standing in the center of the gladiatorial arena, separating Zhang Ruochen from Jian Kongzi.

On the purple-clothed woman's body, an extremely powerful ball of holy light emanated, so few people could see her true body clearly.

Even the demi-saints of the military department present could only see a graceful figure, a moving silhouette, crystal clear snow skin, and a layer of lilac veil on their faces.

Trillion billion and the talented girl of the Holy Book were also stunned, after all, the defensive formations around the gladiatorial platform were connected to the central altar. Even with the cultivation of the two of them, it was difficult to break through.

The woman in purple tore the defensive formation with only one sword, and that powerful cultivation was really terrifying.

The talented woman of the holy book knows the strong people in the world very well, and she quickly guessed the identity of the woman in purple.

What made her even more curious was that the woman in purple was so detached, and she was a legendary woman who was beyond the world, how could she save Zhang Ruochen?

The woman in purple was naturally the palace master of the Demon Sect Holy Maiden Palace, Ling Feiyu.

Ling Feiyu's starry eyes, with a cold and sharp cold air, said: "The people of your military department are really getting more and more majestic, and they dare to break into the ancient clan of Zhenjiao to kill people, is it really the imperial decree of your Taishang Qing Emperor, is it just a piece of waste paper?"

Every word Ling Feiyu uttered was like a heavy punch that hit Jian Kongzi's chest, shaking Jian Kongzi back and forth.

Jian Kongzi retreated all the way to the edge of the gladiatorial ring, unable to hold on any longer, half-kneeling on the ground, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Trillion billion naturally guessed the identity of the woman in purple, so he stood up and raised his voice: "Senior Ling, the imperial decree of the Qing Emperor, this king has always kept it in mind, how dare you disobey it? This is not a contradiction between the military department and Zhang Ruochen, but a personal enmity between them. ”

Ling Feiyu's gaze stared at Trillion Trillions, revealing a displeased expression, and said, "In the Ancient Clan of Zhenjiao, is there a place for you to speak?"

Trillion billion and Ling Feiyu each belong to the peak powerhouse of an era, deterring a generation. One has reigned supreme for the last hundred years, undefeated in a hundred battles. The other swept the world three hundred years ago and was unbeatable.

Of course, trillions of billions have not only cultivated for a hundred years, he has entered the Heavenly Wheel Seal cultivation four times before and after. Four times combined, he had been cultivating in the Heavenly Wheel Seal for more than a hundred years.

There is indeed a big gap between the two of them, but Trillion is also a very proud person, so naturally he will not bow his head to Ling Feiyu.

Trillions of arms were behind his back, and the green dragon armor on his body exuded a dazzling cyan brilliance, soaring into the sky, condensing into a huge green dragon, coiled on his body.

He said: "Senior Ling's words are wrong, and now the Ancient Clan of the Prison Suppression and the Imperial Court have joined forces to deal with the Undead Blood Clan together. In this town, the ancient clan naturally has a place for this king. ”

Ling Feiyu's gaze met that of Trillion Trillions and said, "Since you know, the Undead Blood Clan is entrenched in the Yuan Mansion. So, at the moment when the great enemy is present, it should have united all the forces that can be combined to jointly deal with the strong enemy, but why is the military department still thinking about personal enmity and self-inflicted damage on the strong soldiers? You are a junior who ignores the overall situation, and I don't know if the empress has taken a blind eye to let you sit on the title of the king of heaven?"

Hearing Ling Feiyu's words, trillions of eyelids jumped, and his eyes flickered, but he couldn't refute it.

Zhang Ruochen stood aside, glanced at Ling Feiyu, and secretly admired, he really didn't expect that this saintess was not only proficient in swordsmanship, but also so powerful in kung fu.

The holy daughter of the Demon Sect, sure enough, none of them are fuel-efficient lamps.

"Sword Saint senior, Zhang Ruochen is the lurker of the undead blood clan, and everyone is punished for it, if you favor him so much, not only will you offend the military department, but also make the clansmen of the ancient clan of Zhenjiao have some misunderstandings about you. ”

The one who spoke was Wang Jie.

Wang Jie already had a deep resentment towards Ling Feiyu, and at this moment, with the support of the military department, he naturally jumped out and attacked Ling Feiyu with words.

However, he failed to see the situation clearly, thinking that the military department could suppress Ling Feiyu.

But he didn't know that even the trillions were trying their best to restrain their anger and did not provoke Ling Feiyu.

He took the initiative to jump out, and threatened Ling Feiyu with the soldiers and the clansmen of the Ancient Clan of Zhenjiao, not looking for death?

Sure enough, Ling Feiyu, whose temper was not very good, heard Wang Jie's words, his eyes became quite cold, and said: "You suppressed the ancient clan in prison, and if you don't protect the sword-wielder who hasn't grown up, you just give up, and this saint doesn't bother to pay attention to it, anyway, after the Xuanji Sword Saint comes back, he will slowly settle this account with you." But what kind of thing are you, how dare you threaten this saint?"

"Boom. ”

Ling Feiyu's body gushed out ten thousand rays of lightning, with the gladiatorial arena as the center, a radius of hundreds of miles, completely turning into a sea of thunder and lightning.

At this moment, she was obviously quite angry, and the brilliant holy power rushed towards Wang Jie.

"Smack!"

In an instant, Wang Jie and a large number of clansmen from the Ancient Clan of Zhenjiao couldn't bear the strong holy power at all, and they all knelt on the ground.

Beads of sweat flowed from the pores of Wang Jie's whole body, and it was only now that he truly realized how terrifying Ling Feiyu's cultivation was.

In his heart, he regretted it a lot, he knew that he should have followed his father's advice and should not provoke Ling Feiyu.

"Flying Feather Sword Master, rest your anger. The patriarch of the ancient clan of Zhenjiao, Wang Beilie, wearing a dark robe, flew over from a distance and landed beside Wang Jie.

Seeing his father appear, Wang Jie immediately showed joy: "Father......"

It's just that before Wang Jie could shout, Wang Beilie's palm print had already hit Wang Jie's face, knocking Wang Jie into the air and rolling twice before falling to the ground with a bang.

Wang Beilie's slap was ruthless, smashing Wang Jie's left cheekbone, and half of his face was blurred with flesh and blood.

Wang Jie lay on the ground and said tremblingly: "Father, you ......"

"Shut up, you rebel, you dare to be so disrespectful to the Flying Feather Sword Saint, the old man has to kill you today. ”

In the palm of Wang Beilie's hand, a ball of holy fire appeared, and a powerful wave of holy qi fluctuated, spreading out in all directions.

If this slap continues, I am afraid that Wang Jie will really be killed.

It's just that before Wang Beilie's palm was punched out, a group of clan elders from the Ancient Prison Clan rushed over and stopped him.

......

(Explain, yesterday the child had a high fever, slept for three hours the night before yesterday, got up at half past five in the morning, went back to his hometown, and then returned to the hospital in Chengdu from his hometown, tossing back and forth, and there was no time to code.)

I didn't go home until 10 o'clock in the evening, I ate in a hurry, my head hurt so much that I couldn't hold on, so I squinted for two hours. I got up at two o'clock in the morning to write, stayed up all night, and finally finished writing!

To be honest, it's really painful for authors like us who are very slow to codeword, and the slightest thing will make the update unstable.

I overestimated myself too much before.,I won't promise how much to update in the future.,Anyway, I'll try to keep two chapters a day.。 Tomorrow's update, it is estimated that it will be unstable and will be relatively late. (To be continued.) )