In the magma, there was a trace of Pure Destruction divine Flame, which pierced through the Saint Qi barrier that Zhuang Hangkong had condensed, and fell down on the sky.
When Zhuang Hangkong saw the heat wave coming, the speed of the Holy Qi in his body slowed down a bit. In his heart, he was secretly startled, using the Yin Yang Chessboard to protect his body, he performed a ghostly stance and quickly retreated backwards.
“In the face of flames and yang qi, Zhuang Hangkong is indeed a bit tied up.”
Zhang Ruochen nodded and continued to mobilise the Yang Qi in the Xuan Tire to suppress the Yin and Cold Qi strength in Zhuang Hangkong’s body.
Immediately after, his fingers pinched out the sword technique and executed a Mountain River Sword Technique.
“Piercing Mountains and Cracking the Earth.”?The Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword, in Zhang Ruochen’s hands, seemed to transform into a heavy mountain as it violently rushed out and struck at Zhuang Hangkong’s chest.
This was a Ghost Grade Upper Grade Sword Technique, however, when executed by Zhang Ruochen, it exploded with a power that was comparable to that of a Stunt Technique.
The battle sword flew out, emitting a “buzzing” sound, and around the body of the sword, a mountain and river texture-like shadow was condensed, blasting downwards.
Naturally, Zhuang Hangkong was not an easy person to deal with, his feet sank, holding the Yin Yang Chessboard with one hand, holy qi gushed out from his palm, and a steady stream of holy qi was pumped into it.
“Rumble!”
The Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword struck at the centre of the Yin Yang Chessboard, sending Zhuang Hangkong back a dozen steps in a row, on the ground, leaving a series of half a foot deep footprints.
Zhuang Hangkong shook his aching arms, his eyes becoming even more sombre.
For a Sixth Order Half Saint to be repelled by a junior of the Fish Dragon Realm was simply a strange shame, and once it was spread out, it would surely be a disgrace to his reputation.
“Go.”
Zhang Ruochen didn’t want to continue to tangle with the fight and flew down onto Little Black’s back, rushing towards the darkness of the night in a hurry, ready to leave this place.
“Where to escape?”
The Wanxiang King and Zhuang Hangkong hurriedly chased after Zhang Ruochen from the left and right directions, respectively striking the Thunder God Longaxe and Yin Yang Chessboard out, striking Zhang Ruochen in front of them.
The Thunder God Lance-axe hung in mid-air, emitting dense purple electric light, as if it was a dragon and snake travelling through the void, and immediately after, it erupted into a sharp wind-breaking sound, striking down towards Zhang Ruochen’s head in a hurry.
The Yin Yang Chessboard emitted an icy cold aura, and at the centre of the board, a black beam of light condensed, slicing horizontally towards Zhang Ruochen below.
Zhang Ruochen was naturally under immense pressure, and it only felt as if there were dozens of mountains hanging above his head, and once they fell, they would crush him into pieces.
Even with Xiao Hei’s Saint Qi guarding him, Li-Min was still shaken by the power of the Saint Artifact, and was seriously injured, with blood continuously flowing out of his mouth, and his face becoming paler and paler.
“Sword Three.”
Zhang Ruochen released the sword intent within his body, completely releasing it into the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword, and struck at the flying Thunder God battle-axe lance.
Sword Three, represented the triple power of Heaven, Earth, and Human, as long as one cultivated it to great perfection, the three heavy powers were stacked on top of each other, and could erupt into a terrifying power that surpassed the normal Saint Art.
Even if, Zhang Ruochen did not cultivate Sword Three to the Great Perfection, yet because he had the Sword Dao Realm of Human Sword Unity, the power that erupted from executing this move was still a few points more powerful than some of the Stunts.?The penetrating power of Sword 3 was extraordinary, it could break the surface with a point, and even Saint Weapons would have a hard time resisting it.
“Boom.”
The tip of the sword and the lance blade clashed together, and the two forces were actually evenly matched, slightly stalemated for a moment before they flew out backwards towards each other.
Zhang Ruochen’s sword dao realm and battle weapon both held the advantage, but, after all, there was still too great a gap between his cultivation and the Wanxiang King, and the fact that the two were able to fight to a standstill had already stunned many people.
Above the dome of the sky, the black pillar of light that flew out from the Yin Yang Chessboard was like an ice-cold heavenly sword, connecting from the sky to the ground, cutting across, it would leave a black groove more than ten metres deep.
Moreover, around the black groove, a thick layer of cold ice would be condensed, sealing the earth in ice.
Fortunately, Little Black’s speed was extremely fast, and he was able to dodge the attacks of the black light pillars one after another. Otherwise, with Zhang Ruochen’s current cultivation, if he wanted to fight one against two and resist the attacks of the Wanxiang King and Zhuang Hangkong at the same time, I’m afraid that he would lose within ten moves.
The round and bright moon, hanging in the centre of the sky dome, appeared exceptionally quiet, in stark contrast to the earth-shattering battle between the three powerhouses on the ground.
A rather elegant middle-aged man stood a hundred miles away, on top of a hill.
He carried an ancient green longsword on his back, with a slender figure, and a pair of deep eyes that looked out over the distant battlefield as he said, ”The sword stance that Zhang Ruochen executed when he fought with the King of Ten Thousand Elephants was Sword Three. Looking at the power of that sword move, I’m afraid that it is on the verge of reaching the Great Perfection Realm.”
This person’s name was Sword Emptiness, and he was the head of the top ten experts that Wan Zhaoyi had selected from the Yuanfu Military Camp, and he was many times more powerful than the Ten Thousand Elephant King and the Northern Wolf King.
He was an extremely powerful sword cultivator, his cultivation had already reached the realm of a Seventh Order Half-Saint, and while he appeared to be only in his forties, in reality, he had already been cultivating for close to two hundred years.
For Half-Saints, two hundred years old was an important watershed.
Before the age of two hundred, Half-Saints could rely on their powerful holy qi to support the vitality of their fleshly bodies, thus slowing down the aging rate of their looks and organs.
However, once they passed the age of two hundred, Half-Saints would rapidly become old within a very short period of time, reverting to the appearance they should have at their own age, going grey overnight, declining in blood qi, and diminishing in physical strength.
If one could not encounter amazing encounters, one’s own cultivation, it would be almost impossible to make another breakthrough, and at best, one would only be able to enhance one’s combat skills and holy path perception.
In other words, once a half-saint exceeded two hundred years of age, his lifetime achievements would almost be finalised.
In his youth, Jian Kongzi was also a generation of wizards that could compete with Saint Bodies. Three years ago, he fought with the Blood Dragon Hall Master and defeated the other party, pushing his own reputation to the peak and becoming a pivotal figure in this vast expanse of Yuanfu.
However, he was very clear that without a heaven-defying chance, it was impossible to reach the Saint realm in this lifetime.
Without being able to become a Saint, what was the point of two hundred years of bitter cultivation?
In the Kunlun Realm, I don’t know how many astonishingly talented people had failed to become saints before the age of two hundred years, and because of the imbalance in their hearts, they thought that the heavens were teasing them, and they ended up going astray. Even, some of those who were too deeply obsessed went off the deep end.
Now, but there was an opportunity in front of Jian Kongzi, Wan Zhaoyi had already let slip that as long as he was able to capture Zhang Ruochen, he would give him a Snow Blue Sacred Pill.
Only by taking the Snow Blue Sacred Pill, Sword Empyrean Son would have full confidence that he would break through to the Ninth Order Half-Saint realm before he was two hundred years old. At that time, he would only be one step away from the Saint realm.
Originally, Sword Empyrean Zi still felt that with his cultivation, dealing with a cultivator of the Fish Dragon Realm would definitely be a handful. How much force did an elephant, stepping on an ant, need to use?
After truly meeting Zhang Ruochen, Sword Empty Son, however, felt that it was a bit tricky.
“This son is really too terrifying, only at the Fish Dragon Realm, he can fight with the Ten Thousand Elephant King and Zhuang Hangkong, I really don’t know, if he breaks through to the Half-Saint Realm, how powerful will he be?”Wind Bird said.
Wind Bird was a big man with a body as high as three metres, his arms were even thicker than a normal person’s waist, and he wore seven or eight pieces of iron armour on his entire body, which were distributed on his arms, legs, waist, abdomen, and heart.
Apart from the armour, there were dense crimson muscles, just like a powerful barbarian god.
“If this son wasn’t powerful, how could he have shocked the Empress to personally order his capture?”
Sword Empyrean Son glanced at Wind Bird and added, “To cultivate Sword Three to such a degree at the Fish Dragon Realm, even the Sword Emperors of the past might not have been this stunning.”
Sword Empty Son sighed, at one time, he was also known as a sword dao wizard, it was a pity that when he was in the Fish Dragon Realm, he wasn’t even able to cultivate Sword One to the great circle.
Compared to Zhang Ruochen, his former Sword Dao qualification was simply inferior to dog farts.
“However, he hasn’t broken through to the Half-Saint realm yet, even if he was able to make waves, old me would be able to suppress him.”Sword Emptiness said confidently.
As long as one was a Sword Cultivator, naturally, they were all confident in their own strength, full of confidence.
The Sword Three that Zhang Ruochen had unleashed stunned the cultivators from the other forces as well, and in the night sky, a large chorus of voices sucking in cool air came out.
Many people were secretly discussing, agreeing that, ”The Queen’s order to capture Zhang Ruochen was not without reason. If, Zhang Ruochen grows up, I’m afraid that he is truly capable of threatening the Empress’ rule.”
Xiao Hei’s speed, compared to Zhang Ruochen who had executed the Luanfeng Divine Seal Blast, was no different, and naturally, he was a great deal faster than the Wanxiang King and Zhuang Hangkong, and soon left the two of them far behind.
Zhang Ruochen’s spirit was still taut and did not relax, suddenly, he raised his head and looked forward, only to see a big man like an iron tower standing on top of the head of a giant black scorpion, stopping in front of him.
The big man’s body, very strong, was a whole lot taller than an ordinary human. However, the black giant scorpion underneath him was even bigger, with just a pair of pincers that were six or seven metres long and looked exceptionally sharp.
On the surface of the giant scorpion’s body, there were hundreds of blood-red inscriptions, and when it was lying on the ground, it pressed the ground in a hundred feet radius downwards.
“Giant Scorpion King, Wind Bird.”
When Li-Min saw the big man standing in front of him, at once, a mood of despair was born.
Just the Wanxiang King and Zhuang Hangkong duo were already chasing them to the point where they could only run for their lives, and with the addition of Wind Bird, this fierce man, did they still have any hope of escaping?
“Hoo.”
Wind Bird stood on top of the giant scorpion’s head, opened his mouth and sucked in, and in an instant, all the air within a hundred mile radius was actually sucked into his stomach.
His stomach, propped up outwards, transformed into a huge orb.
Even with the naked eye, one could see that inside the wind bird’s stomach, there was a white light emanating out, containing a terrifying energy.
Immediately after, the wind bird opened its mouth and spat out, thousands of wind blades, gushing out from its stomach, emitting a harsh sound.
Some of these wind blades even condensed into human and beast shapes.
Any of the human or beast shaped wind blades had the power to kill a low level Half Saint.
Dozens of human-shaped wind blades and beast-shaped wind blades, mixed between the hurricanes, one could imagine how terrifying the power that erupted was.
