“It’s actually blocked?”
“The power of the Empress actually couldn’t destroy him either?”
In the entire black market, there was no telling how many evil cultivators had gathered, belonging to all the major sects. At this moment, however, they all felt incredibly astonished, and some cultivators were even trembling, not knowing whether it was due to fear or excitement.
It was really hard to imagine just how strong Zhang Ruochen’s power was to be able to block the Boundary Son Seal that had the power of the Empress to add to it?
Kong Hongbi and the Ghost Valley Sacred General did not flee far away and remained in the black market, hiding in one of the strongholds of the Hall of Entering Brightness and opening a defense array.
Standing in the interior of the formation’s light shield, Kong Hongbi sucked in a breath of cold air and said coldly, “Ouyang Huan actually possesses such a powerful killing move, once he strikes the Boundary Sub Seal, I’m afraid that the one who is number one in the Semi-Saint List may not be able to block it.”
As the young hall master of Ming Hall, Kong Hongbi naturally also had a killing move, however, compared to the Boundary Son Seal, it was a bit inferior.
What was even more detestable was that Zhang Ruochen actually had Buddhist treasures that could push his cultivation to Saint General, which also suppressed Kong Hongbi.
If this went on, wouldn’t the position of the Human Race’s number one expert under the Saint Realm soon be untenable?
Kong Hongbi secretly resolved that when he returned to the Hall of Brightness, he would definitely request the Hall Master to bring him yet to pay homage to the Sacred Ancestor Mother, only the Sacred Ancestor Mother would be able to come up with treasures comparable to the Boundary Son Seal to assist him in his fight against the Nine Great Boundary Sons.
Earlier, the sword qi gully that Zhang Ruochen had split with his sword was slowly closing up.
The black market city that was split into two halves, the two slabs of earth, were reconnected into a whole.
Beneath Zhang Ruochen’s feet, a black inscription appeared, resembling a net that covered every street in the black market and, at the same time, connected to the underground.
Someone had opened the base formation of the black market’s underground to prevent a Saint-level battle from causing irreparable damage to the black market.
The imperial power emanating from the Boundary Son Seal and the Buddha light struck by Zhang Ruochen impacted each other, forming a delicate balance.
Even if a half-saint came close to within ten feet, he would be hit by an invisible force and sent flying backwards.
“Only Lord Godson and Saints are capable of fighting Zhang Ruochen, us getting close to the past is no different from sending them to their deaths.”
The cultivators of the Devil Sect, seeing Zhang Ruochen fall, felt horrified and immediately retreated backward, only wanting to retreat as far away as possible.
At this moment, Zhang Ruochen was not relaxed at all, as if he was suffering from the suppression of 100,000 mountains, and could only go all out to hold the Boundary Son Seal.
Even if it was only slightly deflated, in an instant, both he and the Stone Beauty would be reduced to pieces and die without a burial place.
The Boundary Son Seal emitted a mysterious power that suppressed space, causing the surrounding space to become abnormally solid, as if frozen.
Originally, in Zhang Ruochen’s eyes, space was just a piece of paper that could be torn apart and penetrated.
Now, space had turned into a layer of iron skin, making Zhang Ruochen unable to utilize the power of Spatial Shift and Spatial Rift at all, making him appear rather passive.
Earlier, when Ouyang Huan had threatened to kill Zhang Ruochen with just one move, he was obviously preparing to utilize the Boundary Son Seal.
Ouyang Huan and Zhang Ruochen were both injured and were both holding on to see who could not support themselves first.
Of course, Ouyang Huan was a bit more injured, and if they continued to stalemate, it wouldn’t take too long, within half a quarter of an hour, they would definitely collapse.
Controlling the Boundary Son Seal was by no means an easy task, causing Ouyang Huan’s injuries to continue to worsen.
“Pavilion Master, if you don’t make a move now, when will you wait?”Ouyang Huan clenched his teeth and stared towards the Pearl Pavilion Master.
“Your Highness, Divine Son, this Saint will help you.”
The Pearl Light Pavilion Master recovered from the shock just now and flew down to the ground, appearing at the edge of the Boundary Son Seal.
His hands, ten metal-like fingers, gushed out ten threads of demonic qi that flew towards Zhang Ruochen, who was suppressed below the Boundary Son Seal.
The ten threads of demonic qi, condensed from the rules of the Holy Dao, represented the results of the hundreds of years of cultivation of the Pavilion Master of the Pearl Light Pavilion, not to mention a cultivator’s physical body, even a Saint Weapon would be able to cut through it.
Ten threads of demonic Qi, shuttling rapidly, completely wrapped Zhang Ruochen.
It could be imagined that as long as the Pearl Pavilion Master moved his head, Zhang Ruochen would turn into a pile of broken meat.
“This Saint has long said that going against the Devil Cult will only lead to death.”The Pearl Pavilion Master gave a low laugh.
Not far away from Zhang Ruochen, Stone Beauty then fell to the ground, tears flowing from her eyes, yet she shook her head hopelessly.
At this moment, she did not look like a Sword Saint at all, and was no different from a weak, ordinary woman who just felt that she could not help Zhang Ruochen at all and felt useless.
The gaze of the Pearl Pavilion Pavilion Master stared towards the stone beauty, revealing a meaningful smile, ”Who would have thought that the towering Palace Master of the Holy Maiden Palace would also be a useless woman. Lord Palace Master, farewell forever!”
The ten fingers of the Pearl Pavilion Master retracted, and the ten threads of demonic qi made swish-swish sounds and contracted rapidly, wrapping around Zhang Ruochen’s eyes, neck, waist, and legs, wanting to cut him into dozens of segments.
Out of the Pearl Pavilion Pavilion Master’s expectation, thousands of golden Buddhist texts surfaced on the surface of Zhang Ruochen’s skin, actually blocking the demonic qi threads.
“How is it possible? How could the defense be so strong?”
The Pearl Pavilion Master was annoyed, and his figure shortened downwards, turning into a stump, and rushed into the bottom of the Boundary Son Seal.
With both of his hands, he formed a Sacred Art level fist seal and struck at Zhang Ruochen’s chest.
In his opinion, Zhang Ruochen was going all out to support the Boundary Son Seal at this moment, and simply did not have the ability to fight back.
Using a Sacred Art level Fist Seal to deliver a punch, even if Zhang Ruochen’s defense was strong, he was afraid that he would lose half of his life.
The black fist seal was getting closer and closer to Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen glanced towards the Pearl Pavilion Pavilion Master and projected rapidly in his mind, “This punch, it’s impossible to dodge.”
Taking this punch and then suffering the suppression of the Boundary Son Seal, then Zhang Ruochen would also die for sure.
Of course, Zhang Ruochen would never sit back and wait for death, taking a deep breath, on the surface of his body, a meridian emerged.
Immediately afterward, a long whistle emitted from Zhang Ruochen’s mouth, and a circle of sound waves surged out, shaking the Boundary Son Seal and causing it to tremble violently as well.
His entire body’s holy qi was like a great river rushing, emitting a “rumbling” sound.
“Boom boom.”
Zhang Ruochen struck out nine palms in a row, each one creating a dragon shadow, one stronger than the other.
When the last palm landed, the small city-sized Boundary Zi Seal was actually lifted off by him.
In the distance, Ouyang Huan’s mouth spat out a mouthful of blood mist.
His face was pale as he fell backward, his footsteps staggering a bit, appearing shaky.
At the same time, the Sacred Art Fist Seal struck by the Pearl Pavilion Pavilion Master with a bang, striking Zhang Ruochen’s body and sending him flying out.
Zhang Ruochen was prepared for this and condensed his entire body’s Buddha Qi in his chest, dissolving the Great Origin power.
“Boom boom.”
Crushing sounds rang out one after another.
Zhang Ruochen crashed through a building and flew backwards for more than ten miles, eventually hitting the top of the black market’s city wall and setting in, causing the tens of feet tall wall to tremble slightly.
The Pearl Pavilion Pavilion Master retracted the source of demonic energy, converging it towards the palm of his right hand as he stared at the stone beauty sprawled on the ground, saying, “Having been hit by this Saint’s strike of the True Demon Fist, Zhang Ruochen should have already been wasted, and it is your turn to take the next step.”
“How dare you strike at me?”
The stone beauty’s eyes, staring at the Pavilion Master of Pearl Light, unexpectedly regained some of their vigor.
The Pearl Pavilion Master was startled, thinking that Shi Beauty had recovered.
One had to know that Beauty Shi’s true identity was one of the Demon Cult’s Nine Palace Masters, the Absolute Generation Sword Saint.
If it was in the past, when the Pearl Pavilion Master went to the General Altar and saw her, he had to respectfully pay his respects, how would he dare to give a hint of offense?
However, when the Pearl Pavilion Master gazed carefully, he realized that there was no essence that a Sword Saint should have in the body of the Stone Beauty.
Just now, the reason why she had uttered that sentence was most likely only because of the unwillingness in her heart.
“Lol. So what if I make a move on you, do you think you’re still the Sacred Maiden Prime Minister Ling Fei Yu?”
A grim look, tinged with hostility, and at the same time an indescribable excitement appeared in the eyes of the Pearl Pavilion Master.
Being able to personally kill a Sword Saint was originally something to be excited about.
The Pearl Light Pavilion Master raised his pitch-black arm and pressed his palm downwards, striking at the top of Ling Fei Yu’s head.
However, there was a sword light that flew out first.
With a snort, the black ancient sword, pierced through the Pearl Light Pavilion Master’s Sacred Soul Domain, and the tip of the sword pierced into the chest, penetrating deeper and deeper, inch by inch.
The impact force carried by the sword carried the Pearl Light Pavilion Master flying out.
Bright red holy blood, from the chest of the Pearl Light Pavilion Master, continued to flow out, spilling onto the ground.
“Zhang Ruochen …… you’re actually still able to execute the Sword Skill ……”
The Pearl Pavilion Master’s hands came together to block the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword, trying to crack Zhang Ruochen’s sword skill.
“Boom.”
Zhang Ruochen, with his long hair draped over his body and covered in flashes of golden light, flew down from the sky and struck a large hand seal, slapping the top of the Pearl Light Pavilion Master’s head.
The head of the Pearl Light Pavilion Master sunk straight into his neck and slumped to the ground.
The life force of a Saint was very strong, and it was not something that could be killed so easily.
Immediately afterward, Zhang Ruochen struck dozens of palms in a row. Palm imprints, like rain, landed on the body of the Pearl Light Pavilion Master one after another.
It was not until the Pavilion Master of Pearl Light was beaten into a bloody sludge that Zhang Ruochen withdrew his hands, both of which were covered in holy blood, extraordinarily bright red.
The entire black market was silent.
In the darkness, I don’t know how many people revealed fearful eyes.
“Zhang Ruochen, you dare to kill a Saint of the Moon Worshipping Divine Sect?”
Ouyang Huan’s eyes were icy cold and moved with true anger as he controlled the Boundary Son Seal, wanting to suppress Zhang Ruochen once again.
However, before the Boundary Son Seal could fall, Zhang Ruochen executed Spatial Shift and disappeared from his original location.
At the same time, Zhang Ruochen appeared on Ouyang Huan’s right side and chopped out with a sword, chopping at his legs.
The sword light flashed.
The Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword dragged out a sword arc, slashing past Ouyang Huan’s knee position and appearing behind him.
Because, the speed at which Zhang Ruochen had struck the sword was simply too fast, Ouyang Huan’s body and legs were still connected until the time he retracted the sword.
“Boom.”
Zhang Ruochen struck out with a palm, striking Ouyang Huan’s chest.
Ouyang Huan’s chest completely collapsed, his back bulged out, and his entire body’s holy qi dispersed as he flew backward, making a blood-red arc and crashing to the ground.
On the ground, only two bloody calves were left behind, still in a standing position.
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