God Emperor

The Purple Thunder Sword is forged from purple-grained steel. The blood of the Thunder Eagle Beast is used to water the sword body. It is refined into a sword with infinite power. It can be regarded as a peerless sword.

Just when Zhang Ruochen activated the seventy-two basic "electricity" system inscriptions, a huge purple shadow emerged from the sword body, spreading its wings like a huge thunder eagle.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen seemed to have discovered something, and stared at the shadow not far away.

So, he waved his arm and chopped it over.

"Wow!"

The thunder eagle formed by the condensed thunder and lightning seemed to have come alive, flying towards the direction of the shadow.

That is not a real thunder eagle, but a shadow condensed by sword energy and lightning, which is called "sword energy transformation".

Duanmu Xingling, who was standing in the shadow, did not expect that he would be discovered by Zhang Ruochen, so he immediately used his movement technique and moved one step to the left.

It seemed like it only moved one step laterally, but it spanned a distance of ten feet, leaving behind a series of afterimages at a speed as fast as a ghost.

"Chichi!"

The sword energy that turned into a thunder eagle did not dissipate. It seemed to have spirituality, chasing after the Duanmu Xingling and continuing to attack.

A purple war sword flew out from the thunder eagle's abdomen and stabbed the Duanmu Xingling's vest.

Duanmu Xing was inspired by the dangerous power coming from behind, so he suddenly stopped, turned his body backward, passed over the purple sword, and struck the Thunder Eagle with his palm.

Duanmu Xingling's palm turned blood red and shot out a huge soaring snake. The soaring snake had four wings, opened a bloody mouth, and swallowed the thunder eagle into its belly.

What she used was "Palm Transformation".

Use the power of your palms to activate the true energy, transforming into the form of a flying snake, bursting out with even greater power.

Zhang Ruochen drew his sword again and shook his arm, forming seven shadows of sword energy, just like seven swords stabbing Duanmu Xingling at the same time.

It is the first sword of the Thirteen Soul-Chasing Swords, Seven Kills of Dead Souls.

At this moment, the power of the sword displayed by Zhang Ruochen was completely different from that displayed on the martial arts stage. It doesn't look like it's slow at all, but the sword is as fast as the wind and as fast as lightning.

The same move of Seven Kills of Dead Souls, Zhang Ruochen's execution was completely different from that of others, and its power was directly upgraded to a higher level.

"It's amazing. It turns out that he has mastered the Thirteen Soul-Chasing Swords to the transformation state." Duanmu Xingling was secretly shocked.

Duanmu Xingling was hanging in the air without landing. A white bracelet on her arm, driven by the true energy, quickly rotated, gradually expanded, and flew out from her wrist.

It was a tenth-level true weapon weapon called the Forbidden Dragon Ring.

Legend has it that it can be enlarged or reduced, and if all the inscriptions are activated, it can even lock a huge dragon.

The Forbidden Dragon Ring collided with the Purple Thunder Sword, sending out a large amount of sparks and a wave of true energy that surged out into the distance.

Fortunately, there was a formation in Wushi Posthouse, otherwise, the battle between the two of them would have forced most of the posthouse to be demolished.

Duanmu Xingling was wearing black night clothes and a black hood on his head, with only a pair of bright eyes exposed.

After blocking Zhang Ruochen's sword, she immediately turned around and leaped into the distance, wanting to leave.

The reason why Duanmu Xingling appeared here was completely influenced by what Zhang Ruochen said during the day. He couldn't help but want to come over and take a look at him. He didn't really want to fight Zhang Ruochen.

So, seizing the opportunity, she immediately used all her skills and prepared to leave.

However, Zhang Ruochen was faster. In an instant, he caught up with her and stabbed her with his sword again.

Duanmu Xingling once again shot out the Forbidden Dragon Ring. With a bang, the Forbidden Dragon Ring flew to Zhang Ruochen's head. It quickly spun and became bigger and bigger. It attacked from top to bottom, trying to lock Zhang Ruochen into the ring. .

"Uh-huh!"

Zhang Ruochen's body fell rapidly and he pointed upward with his sword.

The tip of the sword hit the Forbidden Dragon Ring accurately, sending the Forbidden Dragon Ring flying away.

Duanmu Xingling waved his sleeves, causing a burst of true energy to wrap the Forbidden Dragon Ring in the true energy, quickly retracted it, and put it on his wrist again.

At the same time, her feet landed lightly on a corner of the eaves not far away.

Under the illumination of the moonlight, Duanmu Xingling's figure looks particularly graceful, with concave and convex shapes, and every curve is full of endless temptation.

"Stab it!"

A cracking sound.

The black hood on Duanmu Xingling's head was torn apart, and her long black hair fell down, revealing her white forehead, two long and thin willow eyebrows, and her beautiful big black and white eyes.

However, the face under her eyes was still covered by a black scarf, and her true face could not be seen.

Duanmu Xingling was slightly panicked. He didn't know when he had been hit by a sword?

Now he has only chopped off his hood. If the sword energy had been stronger, wouldn't his neck have been severed?

"Uh-huh!"

Zhang Ruochen waved his arm, and the Purple Thunder Sword turned into a stream of light, flew out, and accurately fell into the scabbard ten feet away.

"Senior Sister Duanmu, I'm here late at night, maybe there's something going on, right?"

"How did you recognize it was me?"

Duanmu Xingling slowly pulled down the scarf on his face, revealing a stunning face with crystal clear skin and delicate facial features. He looked like he was only in his teens, but gave off a charming and alluring feeling.

Zhang Ruochen walked to a stone table in the courtyard, touched his sleeves, and a wave of air surged out, blowing away the dust on the two stone benches.

He sat down on one of the stone benches and said slowly: "We have been together for almost three years. It would be strange if we didn't recognize you."

Zhang Ruochen sniffed gently and said, "There seems to be your fragrance in the air. You don't want to be recognized by me on purpose, do you?"

Duanmu Xingling flew down from the eaves and sat opposite Zhang Ruochen. He looked very worried, which was completely different from his usual smile on his face at all times.

After a while, Duanmu Xingling broke the silence, raised a pretty face and said, "You already know my identity?"

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said: "There are just some guesses, but I'm not completely sure yet."

When Duanmu Xingling saw Zhang Ruochen's smile, he felt a lot more relaxed. He pursed his lips and said, "Then tell me, I want to know whether your guess is correct or not."

Zhang Ruochen stared into Duanmu Xingling's eyes and said: "You are the saint of the Moon Worshiping Demon Sect. Those people who appeared in Tongming River were not warriors of the Duanmu family, but followers of the Demon Sect."

The smile on Duanmu Xingling's face froze, and he sighed, frowning slightly, showing some struggle, and finally said: "You are right."

Zhang Ruochen asked: "Why?"

Duanmu Xingling said: "You are asking me why I changed my identity and entered Wu City Academy? Then can you answer me a question first, how did you guess my identity?"

Zhang Ruochen stretched out three fingers and said: "Three o'clock."

"First, your talent is too high, even surpassing that of the descendants of the Saint family. It is difficult for a semi-Saint family to cultivate a proud daughter like you. If I am not wrong, you will be tested in the Holy Academy. At that time, you didn’t use your full strength at all.”

Duanmu Xingling showed two rows of snow-white teeth and said with a smile: "Isn't your talent even higher?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "There is indeed a huge secret hidden in my heart, but I can't tell you yet. It is precisely because of that secret that I can achieve what I am now."

Duanmu Xingling said: "What about the second point?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "The saint of the Demon Sect has appeared once in Tianmo Ridge. How could a big shot like her appear in Tianmo Ridge?"

Duanmu Xingling smiled and said: "Didn't Di Yi also appear in Tianmo Ridge?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "Di Yi went to Tian Mo Ridge for the dragon relics, but why did the Holy Girl of the Demon Cult go to Tian Mo Ridge? Besides, Di Yi didn't save me, but the Holy Girl of the Demon Cult saved me. Me and the Holy Girl of the Demon Cult I’m not familiar with it, so why would she save me?”

Duanmu Xingling was a little frustrated and said: "So you already knew."

In the royal city of Prince Yunwu, Zhang Ruochen was pursued by several black market masters. At that time, it was Duanmu Xingling, as the saint of the demon sect, who helped him repel the black market masters.

Zhang Ruochen continued: "There is a third point. When we captured the dragon relics in Tongming River, the Duanmu family gathered hundreds of warriors from the Great Perfection of the Earth Realm in a very short period of time."

"Why can the Duanmu family do something that even the Yuntai Zongfu and Taiqing Palace, the overlords of Tianmoling, can't do? At that time, I was already doubting you."

"Combining these three points, it is not difficult to guess your identity."

Duanmu Xingling said: "Now that you know my identity, what are you going to do next?"

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said, "You have to answer my question first."

Duanmu Xingling said: "When I entered Wu City Academy, it was of course the leader's intention. He asked me to practice hard and strive to become a senior executive of Wu City Bank."

"It's just that simple?" Zhang Ruochen didn't believe it.

"certainly."

Duanmu Xingling clasped his hands on his chest and said very seriously.

Zhang Ruochen did not continue to ask, but advised: "Senior Sister Duanmu, it is very dangerous for you to do this. If the strong men of the Holy Academy discover your identity, the consequences will be disastrous. You should also know that you are caught every year All the evil lurkers from the black market and the devil’s sect will die.”

Duanmu Xingling was a little sad and said: "You think I have a choice? That is the leader's wish, can I disobey it? Although she is a saint and can order the leaders of the ten directions of the divine religion, she is actually just a servant of the saints of the divine religion. That’s all. Without becoming a saint, you are just an ant after all.”

She stared at Zhang Ruochen and continued: "Now that you know my identity, will you report it to the elders of the Holy Court?"

Zhang Ruochen stood up and said, "Of course not."

If Zhang Ruochen reports the identity of Duanmu Xingling to the Holy Academy, it will certainly be a great achievement and he will receive many rewards.

He won't do that.

Zhang Ruochen joined Wu City Academy just to temporarily find a better training environment to help him grow. At the same time, he could also get protection from Wu City Academy when he encountered danger.

There is no need to betray your friends.

In Zhang Ruochen's heart, there is only one enemy, and that is Queen Chi Yao.

Other people, whether they are warriors in the black market or followers of the Demon Cult, as long as they have similar personalities and can help and support each other, why can't they be friends?

Hearing Zhang Ruochen's affirmative answer, Duanmu Xingling blinked her eyelashes, and tears flowed from her eyes uncontrollably. She walked directly behind Zhang Ruochen, spread out a pair of snow-white lotus arms, and hugged Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen could clearly feel a soft and delicate body slapping on his back, and there seemed to be two elastic balloons pressing him tightly, carrying an alluring body temperature of incense.

During these years of sneaking into Wu City Academy, Duanmu Xingling has been under tremendous pressure, walking on thin ice, carefully hiding, keeping secrets in his heart, and not daring to reveal his identity to anyone.

It seems that the Duanmu Xinglings are very optimistic, but in fact, they are full of fear in their hearts.

Now, she finally dared to tell her identity and share it with Zhang Ruochen, and Zhang Ruochen was willing to share it with her.

That kind of touching, that kind of relaxation made Duanmu Xingling completely vent his feelings all at once.