God Emperor

On the White Dragon Ferry, there were mostly monks from the Kunlun Realm.

When they heard those two people belittle the Kunlun world in such a way, they all showed angry eyes.

The same is true for the Chen family disciple.

However, he seemed to have something important to do and didn't want to cause trouble, so he restrained himself.

However, the two people from the Holy Ze Realm were very interested in him and continued to use verbal stimulation.

"In the major battlefields of Kunlun Realm, we still have to be the main force in the end to hold off the army of Hell Realm. In your eyes, the outstanding talents of Kunlun Realm are just escorting cultivation resources from the rear and responsible for evacuating the creatures from Kunlun Realm. , it’s not of much use at all.”

"Even if the monks from Kunlun Realm go to the battlefield, they are nothing more than cannon fodder."

"So, it is right for us to seize the resources of Kunlun Realm."

"Actually, you monks from the Kunlun Realm should dig out the ore from the mines and take the initiative to deliver various resources to us."

Tuo Yan and Xue Chou in Shengze Realm were chatting and laughing, and were indescribably arrogant.

The Chen family disciple finally couldn't restrain himself and said: "A group of greedy bandits have the nerve to claim that they are here to help the Kunlun Realm fight?"

"Who are you scolding?"

The smile on Tuo Yan's face disappeared in an instant, and his whole body exuded a biting cold evil aura.

"You are the ones scolding. Since you are here to participate in the Kunlun Realm Merit War, why didn't you go to those major battlefields? Why did you come to the Holy City of the Eastern Region? What is your purpose?" The Chen family disciple sneered.

"Okay! A mere saint dares to insult the Holy King. Does he really think that the Holy King doesn't care about his own dignity?"

Tuo Yan's eyes flashed with the light of a successful plot, and then he struck with a palm.

The palm prints are as fast as wind and as fast as lightning.

The Chen family disciple's expression changed and he quickly played out a talisman.

Immediately afterwards, he mobilized the holy energy and injected it into the holy armor. The holy armor emitted a dazzling holy light, with defensive formation seals emerging from the inside of the holy armor.

However, the difference in cultivation between the two was too big. Tuo Yan's understatement of the palm shattered all the defensive methods of the Chen family disciple and really hit him.

"Pfft."

The Chen family boy's chest was punched through, his ribs were all broken, and his internal organs were shattered. He fell heavily to the ground and could not get up again.

Suddenly, there was complete silence on the White Dragon Ferry.

After all, the monks in Kunlun Realm are too low in cultivation.

Just now, the moment Tuo Yan released his holy power, they were all pressed to lie on the deck, unable to move.

Although they are resentful, unwilling and angry, they are powerless to resist in the face of absolute power.

"You kill the saints of the Kunlun Realm at will in the Holy City of the Eastern Region. Are you still fighting for the Kunlun Realm? You are butchers and robbers. I will sue you to the Temple of Merit and the Palace of Heaven, so that you will suffer divine punishment." A cultivator The young man who had reached the semi-saint realm gritted his teeth and roared angrily.

This young man's real age is no more than thirty years old, but he is already a seventh-level semi-saint.

With such a talent, he is definitely one of the top talents among the new generation in the Kunlun world, and can be said to be outstanding.

Tuo Yan smiled coldly: "Boy, you have to understand one thing. It was he who insulted me first, and that led to this calamity. Even if you sue to Tiangong, you will still be on my side. By the way, it seemed like you just now Did you also insult me?"

Xue Qiu said: "Forget it, why do we need to be familiar with a semi-saint junior? We still have to do business!"

Tuo Yan nodded slightly, and then sent a message to Xue Qiu: "That thing is indeed on his body."

Just now, when Tuo Yan hit the Chen family disciple with a palm, he took the opportunity to take away the storage bag from him. With the speed of the Holy King, few people present could clearly see his small movement.

However, Zhang Ruochen not only saw through everything, but also heard Tuo Yan's message to Xue Chou.

"Sure enough, there is a problem. The real purpose of these two holy kings should be something belonging to the Chen family disciple. What needs a saint to personally escort it, and also attracts two holy kings to take it away? "

Zhang Ruochen pondered for a moment, then walked over to the dying Chen family disciple, took out a healing holy pill and gave it to him.

The medicinal properties of the holy elixir spread out and turned into a layer of holy light, surrounding it.

The chest injury healed quickly.

When the monks in Kunlun Realm saw this scene, they were slightly startled at first, and then moved a little.

"It seems that the monks from heaven are not all evil people, there are also some who have good intentions."

But the eyes of Tuo Yan and Xue Chou were cold.

They chased him for countless thousands of miles before they killed the Chen family disciple before he could return to the Holy City in the Eastern Region. It's good now, someone actually wants to save him?

This is something they will never allow to happen.

Tuo Yan said quietly: "Your Excellency, you are too nosy! Anyone who insults the Holy King must die."

"If you have to be merciful, please be merciful." Zhang Ruochen said calmly.

Tuo Yan couldn't see through the depth of the lame man in front of him, so he didn't dare to take action rashly, and said: "I am Tuo Yan of the Emperor's Holy Palace, what do you call me?"

"The Son of Heaven's Holy Mansion is the first-class holy land in the Holy Land. It is really loud and clear. But I have never heard of your name. You must be just an unknown person, right? An unknown person is not worthy of knowing my name." Zhang Ruochen road.

Tuo Yan's eyelids twitched, and black evil energy escaped from his eyes.

Zhang Ruochen stood there with his hands behind his back, but Tuo Yan felt like he was standing on a mountain, and he didn't dare to take action rashly.

The surrounding monks from the Kunlun Realm all secretly cheered.

After a while, the Chen family disciple made a weak sound from his mouth and seemed to be about to wake up.

Tuo Yan and Xue Chou did not dare to wait any longer, so they took action almost at the same time.

Tuo Yan mobilized a large number of the rules of the holy way and spread them all over his body. He struck out with a palm print. The palm power and the rules of the holy way turned into a swirling wind, locking Zhang Ruochen in place.

Xue Qiu used lightning speed to shoot out a thin, invisible holy needle and hit the foreheads of the Chen family disciples.

Their real purpose is to kill people and silence them.

"Ding."

A crisp voice sounded.

The holy needle was hit by Xie Chengzi with one finger and was thrown away.

At the same time, Tuo Yan screamed and fell heavily to the ground, without his head, and holy blood was flowing from his neck.

"Bang."

After a while, a bloody head fell down like a rubber ball.

No one present could clearly see how Tuo Yan was beheaded. Everything happened in a flash of lightning.

But, what is certain is that it must have been the cripple wearing the mask who killed him.

This is the real strong man. Killing the Holy King is as easy as killing a pig or dog.

Xue Chou was frightened, his face turned pale, and he couldn't help but step back, looking in the direction behind him, as if he was looking for something.

Zhang Ruochen ignored him, moved his lips lightly, and gave an order to Xie Chengzi.

Immediately, Xie Chengzi walked to Tuo Yan's body and searched out a storage bag.

Seeing Xie Chengzi take away the storage bag, Xue Qiu's expression became even more serious.

"Bang."

Suddenly, the storage bag in Xie Chengzi's hand exploded and turned into a ball of blue will-o'-the-wisp.

The fragments of the storage bag flew to the ground like fire butterflies and turned into black dust.

At some point, a figure stood beside Xue Chou, holding a bone fan. It turned out to be a handsome young man. On the bone fan, there is a trace of ghost fire, looming.

It was him who destroyed the storage bag just now.

Seeing this beautiful young man, Xue Chou felt reassured, and his face gradually returned to normal. He was about to use his mental power to convey something to him, but was stopped by the beautiful young man.

The beautiful young man smiled and said: "Your mental power is too weak, others can hear what you are saying."

There were sounds of uproar all around, and someone recognized the identity of the beautiful boy.

"Hua Zangying, the top master of the Emperor's Holy Palace, how could it be him?"

"Hua Zangying's cultivation reached the realm of the Nine-Step Saint King a hundred years ago. I wonder how powerful he is now?"

"Hua Zangying went to the Holy City of the Eastern Territory, probably because he wanted to seize a 100,000-year-old holy medicine."

…

Hua Zangying has a great reputation, and many monks have heard of him.

Xie Chengzi was very angry. The things his master ordered him to pick up were actually destroyed. How should he explain this to his master?

"Shock finger."

The five fingers of Xie Chengzi's right hand exuded overwhelming evil energy, covering the entire White Dragon Ferry.

An evil shadow with red eyes and green hair emerged from behind Xie Chengzi, bursting out at high speed and rushing towards Hanazangying.

"Bang."

Hanazangying stood motionless on the spot. He just opened the white bone fan in his hand to block Xichengzi's all-out attack.

This time the collision was so powerful that it shattered the White Dragon Ferry.

A confrontation comparable to that of a nine-step holy king. Not to mention a semi-saint or a saint, even a holy king may not be able to withstand the aftermath of the battle.

Therefore, Zhang Ruochen stretched out his two palms and condensed them into huge holy air handprints. The Holy Qi Mudra was like two holy clouds, wrapping all the monks on the ferry into the palms of their hands, thus preventing them from being shocked to death by the aftermath of the battle.

A moment later, Zhang Ruochen, Xie Chengzi, Hua Zangying, and Xue Chou fell from the air and landed on the ground of the Holy City in the Eastern Region.

Zhang Ruochen dispersed the holy energy, and immediately, everyone in the two big hand seals fell to the ground.

Hua Zangying stared at Zhang Ruochen and Xie Chengzi, smiled, and said: "I didn't expect that just by taking a ferry, I could meet two secretive masters. I was disrespectful before! I wonder what I should call you two?" "

"You are not qualified to know the master's name." Xie Chengzi said.

A light of surprise flashed in Hua Zangying's eyes. He obviously didn't expect that this master whose combat power was comparable to that of the Nine-Step Holy King was actually just the lame man's servant.

"No matter what your status is, if you kill Tuo Qiu, the Emperor's Holy Palace will never let it go. This feud is finally settled!"

After saying this, Hua Zangying fanned his white bones, forming a will-o'-the-wisp, wrapping him and Xue Qiu, and disappeared in place.

On the ground, there was only a burning fire.

"Master, I'll go after him," Xie Chengzi said.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said: "Hua Zangying is very powerful. Even if you use the rules of truth, you may not be his opponent. Let's not cause trouble for the time being and do business first."