The great battle was imminent, and the holy might of the saints was released, filling the Taiyin Ancient City.
Although, the Taiyin Ancient City’s Protective Formation failed to open, there were still many defensive formations in the city, and the human cultivators in the city ducked into them.
Yao Sheng flew out of the night and landed on the ground with a loud bang, appearing behind Zhang Ruochen.
“Why is it necessary for Lord Death Knight to personally take action, by myself, it is enough to subdue him.”Yao Sheng raised his voice and said.
During the battle in Moxian Valley, Yao Sheng had fought with Zhang Ruochen and injured him.
He thought that he had fully grasped Zhang Ruochen’s true heights and had enough confidence to subdue Zhang Ruochen.
Yao Sheng had just submitted to the Death Knights and became a member of the Immortal God’s Temple, so in order to enhance his status, he naturally wanted to build up his achievements.
To kill Zhang Ruochen would be a great merit.
“Ghost King Lock.”
Yao Sheng’s mouth opened and spat out an arm-thick chain that extended out as if it was a long steel dragon.
In the Ghost King Lock, thousands of inscriptions emerged, bursting out a thousand lines of destructive strength.
“Boom.”
The chain carrying the Destruction Power failed to hit Zhang Ruochen, but it rippled to the Qingfeng Saint who was flying in mid-air, striking at his waist.
The Qingfeng Saint was secretly startled and hurriedly pinched out his sword technique, his mouth softly shouting, “Mountain Character Technique.”
The Saint Sword on his back left its sheath and flew out, trembling violently for a moment, forming tens of thousands of sword qi.
Those sword qi quickly converged together and condensed into a five-fingered sword mountain.
“Boom.”
The Ghost King Lock shattered the Sword Mountain and smacked against the body of the Green Peak Saint, causing the Green Peak Saint to fall to the ground in a hurry, and the powerful impact caused a manor with pavilions and pavilions neatly spread out to be reduced to rubble.
The Green Peak Saint’s face was a little pale, his mouth full of blood stains as he walked out from the ruins, staring at Yao Sheng with some astonishment, “Equally both are Upper Realm Saints, is the difference surprisingly so great?”
Saint Qingfeng was not considered weak amongst the Upper Realm Saints. However, how could he not be surprised when he and Yao Sheng were injured after just one strike against each other?
Yao Sheng, as the Vice Palace Master of the Pixie Character Heavenly Palace, was so famous that some of the older Half-Saints in the Taiyin Ancient City recognised him.
“Yao Sheng has actually defected to the Immortal Blood Clan.”
“It is said that Yao Sheng possesses two Saint bodies, one male and one female, and once he strikes, he is like two Upper Realm Saints. Under the Xuan Huang realm, there are very few people who can fight against him.”
“I didn’t see that Saint Qingfeng couldn’t even block his attacks, with such a character, I guess it’s really only a Xuanhuang Realm Saint that can suppress him.”
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Yao Sheng didn’t put the Green Peak Saint in his eyes, he only had Zhang Ruochen in his eyes as he took a step and rushed up, laughing in a deep voice, “Dodging quite quickly, let’s see how long you can hide?”
“Clatter.”
Under Yao Sheng’s control, the Ghost King Lock flew out once again, spinning quickly, forming nine circles three feet in diameter.
At the top of the Ghost King Lock, a hideous human head stretched out, as huge as a millstone, appearing at the centre of the nine chained circles, with green ghost fire burning on it.
It was the head of a True Saint, containing the holy power of a True Saint.
The power of this strike was far too powerful than the one just now.
Saint Qingfeng sucked in a breath of cool air as he said in his heart, ”Yao Sheng’s battle power is truly terrifying, if he had struck this strike just now, I’m afraid that I wouldn’t just have suffered some light injuries. Today, I’m afraid that Zhang Ruochen is in for a rough ride, only if the bigwigs from the Two Yi Sect arrived earlier, they might be able to save his life.”
Even if Zhang Ruochen was strong, he was still too young after all, and his cultivation realm was too low to be able to fight against an Upper Realm Saint.
The power jin qi radiating out from above the Ghost King Lock made countless human cultivators feel suffocated, and no one believed that Zhang Ruochen could resist it.
Perhaps the liquor was too strong, facing the Ghost King Lock, Zhang Ruochen was actually fearless and took the initiative to meet it.
“Ow!”
“Roar!”
Zhang Ruochen’s arms lifted up, and the huge silhouettes of a dragon and an elephant appeared, stamping forward simultaneously with his palms, colliding with the Ghost Flame Head.
Zhang Ruochen struck out palms that were so rigid and fierce that he attacked dozens of palms in a row, causing both the Ghost Flame Head and the Ghost King Lock to fly backward.
“How is it possible, how could his power be so strong?”
Yao Sheng was amazed and somewhat doubted whether Zhang Ruochen was Gu Linfeng or not.
At this moment, Zhang Ruochen was far too powerful than Gu Linfeng, and without using the Ten Sacred Blood Armour, he could actually already separate himself from him.
If so, Zhang Ruochen was really Gu Linfeng.
Could it be that in just a few days, Zhang Ruochen’s power had doubled?
How could it be.
Zhang Ruochen’s state was somewhat epileptic, and the blood and Saint Qi in his body had become very violent.
Of course, he hadn’t completely lost his mind, he still had a relatively clear consciousness, and in his heart, he felt incredible that he had exploded twice his usual strength in a drunken state.
“Ten Saint Blood Armour.”
Zhang Ruochen didn’t think too much and let out a long whistle, stirring up the Ten Saint Blood Armour.
Ten Saint Shadows presented themselves, surrounding the body in ten directions.
With the addition of the Ten Saint Blood Armour, Zhang Ruochen’s body radiated even more powerful power fluctuations than earlier.
“Boom.”
Zhang Ruochen slapped out his palm, causing Yao Sheng to fall back dozens of feet backwards, and the streets under his feet, all of them, bursting apart.
Zhang Ruochen continued to strike out, each palm that fell was like a five-fingered mountain falling, striking Yao Sheng who could only passively defend himself, no matter what means he used, he could not resist.
Gradually, Zhang Ruochen also detected the clues and guessed in his heart, “It should be the strength of the Dragon Scale Crazy Cow Wine that made me explode with double the power. Otherwise, with my current cultivation, I would not be a match for Yao Sheng.”
Saint Yasha frowned and said, “Yao Sheng is not a match for Zhang Ruochen, Air Domain Saint, Saint Qing Yi, and Saint Wan Xin, you guys go help him.”
Air Domain Saint, Qing Yi Saint, and Wan Xin Saint were all at the cultivation level of Upper Realm Saint and came from the Yellow Sky Clan, having been personally ordered by the Yellow Sky Blood Emperor to follow the Death Knights and make sure to get rid of Gu Linfeng.
The three Upper Realm Saints unfolded the blood wings on their backs and rushed towards Zhang Ruochen, who was in a fierce battle with Yao Sheng, from three different directions.
“Original Blood Hand Seal.”
“Stunning Swimming Dragon Sword Technique.”
“Heart Destroying Finger.”
The three Upper Realm Saints struck out a Saint Art at the same time.
Yao Sheng cursed in his heart, feeling that the Immortal Blood Clan was too much of a thing, because, the holy arts struck by the three great Upper Realm Saint Sages enveloped him as well.
Yao Sheng put away his attacking means and immediately fled.
“Where to flee?”
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Ruochen struck Yao Sheng’s male body’s chest with a palm strike, his palm force layered on top of each other, exploding with thirty-six layers of power in a row.
“Pfft.”
Yao Sheng’s chest sunk inwards, his ribs collapsed, and he flew out like a cannonball, crashing into the ruins.
In order to severely injure Yao Sheng, Zhang Ruochen also paid the price.
The Saint Arts struck by the three Upper Realm Saints landed and struck his body.
Even with the Ten Saint Blood Armour resisting him, Zhang Ruochen still suffered some injuries. It was only that he had already become a Saint in flesh, and his defence was amazing, so the injuries he received weren’t too serious.
“How perverted, worthy of being a Sage of Flesh, he can even carry a Saint Art hard.”
“The defensive power of the Ten Saint Blood Armour is really powerful, without using the true bottom card, it is simply impossible to seriously injure Zhang Ruochen.”
“Go all out and strike, this Saint doesn’t believe that he can’t be destroyed.”
The three Upper Realm Saints once again executed their Sacred Arts, mobilising even more powerful forces.
Would Zhang Ruochen give them another chance?
“Swish!”
Zhang Ruochen’s figure moved, executing a spatial shifting technique, appearing in front of the Empty Realm Saint and slamming into it.
The Empty Realm Saint had no time to react and was already knocked away by Zhang Ruochen, crashing to the ground.
Zhang Ruochen’s legs and knees pressed down on the Air Domain Saint’s abdomen, his hands cupped his fists, and his fists fell like rain.
“Boom boom.”
In an instant, Zhang Ruochen threw over a hundred punches in a row, each punch going all out.
The Air Domain Saint’s skull shattered, his chest cavity collapsed, and half of his body was shattered and turned into bloody mud. Zhang Ruochen reached out and grabbed a fist-sized Saint Origin from the bloody mud.
In less than a breath of time, an Upper Realm Saint had fallen, killed alive.
In the distance, the Qingfeng Saint felt his scalp numb, if it was him, he would probably be dead when he met Zhang Ruochen, this battle maniac.
Yao Sheng crawled out from the ruins, spitting out a mouthful of bloody foam, “How dare you attack me, you deserve to be killed, Zhang Ruochen is not such an easy character to deal with.”
Saint Qing Yi and Saint Wan Xin were calm enough and were not deterred, continuing to strike, striking out sword techniques and finger techniques respectively.
“Sword five.”
Saint Qing Yi’s strongest card was Sword Five.
Given his age, there was at least a half probability that he would cultivate into a Sword Saint in the future. Even now, amongst the upper realm Saints, Saint Qing Yi rarely encountered opponents.
Saint Qing Yi’s body combined with the Saint Sword, dragging out a ten-metre long sword awn that struck at Zhang Ruochen’s brow.
Zhang Ruochen slapped his palm out, colliding head-on with the Saint Sword.
With a Saint Sword of the Thousand Stripes Saint Artifact level, coupled with Jian Wu’s Sword Dao Intent, the power that exploded out was already at the top level amongst the Upper Realm Saints, and very few people could withstand it.
“Rumble.”
Zhang Ruochen exploded backwards under the impact of that power, and kept retreating more than a hundred feet away, half of his body sinking into the ground.
Even with the Seven Slaughter Fist Gloves and wearing the Ten Saint Blood Armour, Zhang Ruochen’s right arm was still painfully numb and suffered some injuries.
Saint Qing Yi held the Saint Sword as he looked down at Zhang Ruochen below and laughed coldly, ”Zhang Ruochen, aren’t your attainments above the Dao of the Sword very high? How could you be injured under this Saint’s sword?”
Zhang Ruochen didn’t say a word as the Saint Qi in his body revolved for a small circumference, and his right arm regained consciousness again.
Afterwards, he took out the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword and squeezed the hilt with both hands.
“Wow…”
Densely-packed sword qi automatically presented itself as if ten thousand swords were heading towards the clan, flying around Zhang Ruochen in a hurry.
The Saint Sword in Saint Qing Yi’s hand was trembling slightly, emitting a low sword chirping sound.
“The sword intent he released is surprisingly so powerful.”
Saint Qing Yi forcibly controlled the holy sword that was trying to fly out, and a few more scowls of disbelief appeared in his eyes.
“Sword Six.”
Zhang Ruochen held the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword and flew up off the ground, striking at Saint Qing Yi.
Saint Qing Yi had already prepared for this and crossed his sword, trying to block Zhang Ruochen’s attack. However, the Saint Sword in his hand just made contact with the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword, and it broke with a bang.
“Pfft.”
With this sword, Zhang Ruochen stabbed Saint Qing Yi right through.
The sword energy was simply too overwhelming, and in midair, Saint Qing Yi’s holy body broke into two, spilling a large amount of holy blood.
