“There are fifty-seven Rakshasa Marquises in total in one, two, three, and four …… , and the most powerful one of them, with a strength that is quite terrifying, should be a First Class Marquise. Other than that, there are also two Third Grade Marquises.”
Zhang Ruochen closed his eyes and said to himself.
Qing Mo’s petite body curled up beside Zhang Ruochen’s body, stretching out two slender fingers and gently tugging on Zhang Ruochen’s coat corner, saying, “Are they trying to capture Sister Nalan?”
“Isn’t it enough to suppress them and ask them personally?”Zhang Ruochen said.
Qing Mo hurriedly shook her head and carefully whispered, “There are too many of them, moreover, there is also a First Class Marquis. The strength of a First Class Marquis is quite frightening ……”
“Rumble.”
Zhang Ruochen lifted his Fontan Shield and smashed through the wall of the Ancient Maple Tree, while carrying Qing Mo, who was curled up like a duckling, in his other hand, and charged towards those Rakshasa Marquises.
Qing Mo was startled and couldn’t help but let out a scream from his mouth.
Those Rakshasa Marquises were all startled, and they all operated the Evil Shakra Qi in their bodies, making defensive postures.
Obviously, they were all battle-hardened and reacted quite swiftly.
Zhang Ruochen swung his Fengbei Shield, and without triggering the inscriptions within the shield, he directly swung it at the nearest Fifth Grade Rakshasa Marquis.
“Splat.”
A popping sound resounded from within that Fifth Grade Marquis’ body, and a large portion of his bones crumbled apart and turned into pieces.
After collapsing on the ground, that Fifth Grade Marquis was bleeding from his seven orifices and trembling, unable to get up from the ground again.
Zhang Ruochen’s gaze, scanning over to the surroundings, noticed that in the centre of this group of Rakshasa Marquises, there was a fire on which four Human Saints were driving.
Four long iron thorns pierced through the bodies of the four Human Saints as if they were roasting four wild beasts, and their skin and meat had been roasted to a golden brown colour.
This scene made Zhang Ruochen’s scalp numb as he watched.
It was recorded in the book that the Rakshasa Race loved to devour human flesh the most.
Among them, the meat of a human Saint was another delicacy among delicacies for them.
Zhang Ruochen placed Qing Mo on the ground, and then he charged forward once again.
“Daring, Lord Star Seal Marquis is here, how dare you make a move?”
Thirteen Rakshasa Marquises in a row, each grabbing a battle weapon, rushed forward and attacked Zhang Ruochen at the same time.
Zhang Ruochen had killed a Fifth Grade Marquis with a single strike, so the average Marquis, naturally, did not dare to make a move. At this moment, the Marquises who attacked Zhang Ruochen were all Fourth Grade Marquises and Third Grade Marquises.
In particular, the two Third Grade Marquises were comparable to Supreme Saints in strength.
The two of them, each possessing a tower-shaped Thousand Stripe Sacred Artifact, stirred up the Thousand Stripe Destruction Power.
Inside Zhang Ruochen’s body, Saint Qi was like a river rushing, producing rumbling sounds.
With a fling of his arm, he smashed the Fontan Shield out, striking at one of the Fourth Grade Marquises. At the same time, in Zhang Ruochen’s hands, the shadows of a dragon and an elephant emerged, resounding with the sound of a dragon’s and elephant’s whistles as they struck at the two Thousand Stripe Sacred Artifact Pagodas.
“Rumble.”
The two giant towers were sent flying backward by the palm force.
The two Third Grade Marquises also flew out as if in a parabola, their mouths spitting out blood with a shocked look in their eyes, not daring to imagine that the other party’s power was so powerful.
Before they could land on the ground, Zhang Ruochen coalesced another large handprint tens of feet long and slapped the two of them into the ground, their flesh and blood bursting apart, leaving only two bloody skeletons.
In a matter of moments, he had killed two Third Grade Marquises, Zhang Ruochen was a raw mess.
The other Rakshasa Marquises were also stunned and did not dare to fight with Zhang Ruochen anymore, they all retreated backwards until they were behind Marquis Feng Xing.
The Marquis of Feng Xing was about two and three metres tall, with thick arms and his entire body was covered by a strange line of demonic lines, standing there like a constant and immovable towering demonic mountain.
Feng Xinghou carefully sized up Zhang Ruochen and let out a cold laugh, “Among the Seven Realms of Shatuo, there are very few characters with your strength. Who exactly are you?”
“Divine Envoy of the Guanghan Realm, Zhang Ruochen.”
“So you are Zhang Ruochen.”
A look of astonishment appeared on Feng Xing Hou’s face.
“Battle.”Zhang Ruochen roared out.
The battle here would definitely attract other Saints and the Rakshasa Marquis, so Zhang Ruochen had to battle it out.
“Wow…”
The Sacred Eating Flower rushed out from Zhang Ruochen’s body, extending a turquoise-green vine that rushed towards the Marquis of Rakshasa. The vines were intertwined with threads of lightning light on top of them, and once they wrapped around the Marquis of Rakshasa, they would not be able to break free at all.
The Marquis of the Rakshasa continuously struck his battle weapon, wanting to cut through the vines, however, the toughness of the vines was far beyond their imagination, no different from a divine chain, and they simply couldn’t be cut through.
“This is the legendary ferocious plant Sacred Eater Flower, someone was actually able to take it in.”
“The Saint Eating Flower is quite high on the Ranking List of Ferocious Plants, I thought that they had already gone extinct, but I didn’t expect that another one had appeared.”
……
Those Rakshasa Marquises were constantly being strangled by the vines, and then, they were dragged into the ground and turned into nutrients for the Saint Eating Flower.
Marquis Feng Xing’s eyes glared as a circle of dark red Evil Shakra Qi surged out from his body, sending all the vines rushing towards him flying out. Afterwards, he violently charged forwards and blasted his fist towards Zhang Ruochen.
Marquis Feng Xing could see that Zhang Ruochen was the master, and the Sacred Eating Flower was just his parasitic plant.
As long as he killed Zhang Ruochen, the Sacred Eating Flower would naturally die with him.
“Good timing.”
The sound of ten thousand dragons roaring resounded within Zhang Ruochen’s body as his body burned up and he blasted out with a palm.
A fist and a palm collided together, exploding with a terrifyingly loud sound.
The waves of qi energy that surged out shattered the surrounding trees into pieces, and even, even Qing Mo and those Rakshasa Marquises were falling back one after another.
If it wasn’t for the large number of spatial inscriptions in the dense forest, the destructive force caused by this clash would have rippled out over a rather vast area.
Many Saints and Rakshasa Marquises were startled, and among them, some powerful figures rushed towards the location where the battle fluctuations were emanating from.
Marquis Feng Xing was knocked backwards, the protective talismans on his body constantly bursting into pieces.
The human man on the opposite side was too strong to be blocked.
One must know that Feng Xing Hou had once fought a One-Step Saint King for ten moves and did not fall, his strength could not be described as not strong.
“How is it possible? Only at the realm of a True Saint, but his strength is not weaker than a One-Step Saint King, it’s too perverted! No wonder Young Lord wants to get rid of him so badly, this person is indeed a huge threat.”
The Seal Star Marquis took a deep breath, and the demonic patterns on his body, surfaced with a dark red glow, and a trace of the aura that only a Great Saint could have, dispersed out from the demonic patterns.
“The power of a Great Saint.”
Zhang Ruochen’s eyes flinched slightly, then, he struck out with all his might, mobilising the Pure Destruction Divine Flame, and blasted over with a palm strike.
“Dragon Elephant Divine Furnace.”
Zhang Ruochen’s palm was more radiant than a blazing sun, radiating heat that seemed to melt the entire heaven and earth.
The light radiating from the demonic patterns on Feng Xing Hou’s body turned half of the dense forest into a world of darkness, and his mouth roared, “Godslayer Skill.”
An ear-piercing whistling sound rang out.
Immediately after, a large dark hand, which stretched out from Feng Xing’s body, holding a long, sharp thorn, collided with the palm imprint Zhang Ruochen had struck.
“Crackle.”
The power of the Pure Destruction Divine Flame destroyed the great hand of darkness.
Zhang Ruochen’s palm struck Feng Xinghou’s body, causing Feng Xinghou’s body to dent, and his body was like a cannonball as he flew backwards.
Zhang Ruochen chased after him, not giving Feng Xinghou a chance to fight back, and continued to strike his palm.
“Boom boom.”
A dozen hand seals were struck in a row, and each strike caused the Feng Xing Hou’s body to deform, and almost all of the bones in his body shattered.
Even though the Marquis of Feng Xing’s body was engraved with Great Saint Demonic Patterns, none of them could withstand it, and the Pure Destruction Divine Flame infiltrated his body, and with that, he was transformed into a ball of fire that burned up.
By the time Zhang Ruochen withdrew his palm, Feng Xinghou’s body had already burnt to ashes, leaving only a Saint Source suspended in the centre of the flames, radiating a bright light.
Zhang Ruochen didn’t try to grab Feng Xinghou and force something valuable from his mouth.
After all, the Seal Star Marquis was too powerful, and with Zhang Ruochen’s current strength, he was able to defeat him or even kill him, but it was impossible to control him.
In the unlikely event that the Star Seal Marquis blew up his Saint Origin, it would be very difficult for Zhang Ruochen to escape.
Therefore, he could only kill him in the most decisive way, not giving him any chance to die with him.
In the other direction, the battle had also ended, and all of the remaining Rakshasa Marquises were killed except for one survivor. It was worth mentioning that Qing Mo had also killed three Rakshasa Marquis and was collecting blood.
The one who was alive was a seventh ranked Marquis.
Zhang Ruochen detected that there were several quite powerful beings that were rushing towards this place. Thus, he immediately took the Sacred Eating Flower back into his body, carrying Qing Mo in one hand and that Seventh Grade Marquis in the other, and hurriedly left this dense forest.
A few moments later, a black Evil Mist, descending from the sky, appeared in the dense forest.
Young Lord Ling Quan stood in the evil mist, scanning the four directions, his nose gently sniffed, and then, flames surged out of his eyes, ”In less than a quarter of an hour, Marquis Feng Xing was unexpectedly killed. Just who is it that is so powerful?”
“Swish swish.”
A sound of breaking wind rang out.
A series of nine first-class marquises rushed over from all directions, appearing around Young Lord Ling Quan, all examining the traces on the ground for clues.
“Marquis Feng Xing was burned to death by the Pure Destruction Divine Flame, on top of that, there’s a large number of Rakshasa Marquis’ corpses in the ground, all drained of their holy power and blood.”
“Could it be that there was some powerful figure amongst the Shatuo Seven Realms that broke through to the Saint King realm and killed Marquis Feng Xing?”
“Among the Seven Realms of Shatuo, there are only a handful of characters who can manipulate the Pure Destruction Divine Flame. That divine Envoy of the Guanghan Realm is one of them.”
……
The nine First Grade Marquises were all geniuses among geniuses, powerhouses among powerhouses, finding a large number of traces, making all sorts of different analyses, and even guessing at Zhang Ruochen’s body.
Young Lord Ling Quan’s eyes sank cold as he stared over towards a lady-like Rakshasa woman and said, “Marquis Xian婈, is it possible to track the direction he fled in?”
Marquis Xian婈 frowned tightly and shook his head, saying, “On that person’s body, he should be carrying treasures that conceal his breath and heavenly chances, even if this Marquis uses the Heavenly Dao Divine Calculations, he still can’t track him.”
“Your spiritual power is at the Saint King level, but you can’t even track him, so it seems that we can only wait for him to show up of his own accord.”
Young Lord Ling Quan’s fists were clenched tightly, and vaguely, there was a premonition that the person who had killed Marquis Feng Xing was most likely that Divine Envoy of the Broad Cold Realm.
“Let’s go, let’s go capture that Confucian cultivator first, this time, this Young Sovereign will personally take action, let’s see where she can still escape to.”
Young Monarch Ling Quan led the nine first-class Marquises, rushed into the underground and left this place.
