God Emperor

Shenlong Transformation is a martial art that reaches the ghost level and can be called a unique skill.

However, even if this unique move is powerful, it is still made of flesh and blood. How can it stop the six holy swords that merge into one?

Seeing that the head of the golden dragon was about to be severed by six holy swords.

All the warriors present held their breaths and widened their eyes nervously. They all knew that Zhang Ruochen and Huang Shenyi were about to decide the winner.

"Everything is over, and I am the one who wins in the end. Haha!" Huang's mysterious eyes revealed a cruel light, and he laughed.

Suddenly, the light of the golden dragon gradually faded and turned into a ball of golden dragon energy.

Zhang Ruochen held Shen Yuan's ancient sword and flew out of the dragon aura. Passing through the sword aura of the six holy swords, he rushed in front of Huang Shenyi and stabbed out with his sword.

"Zhang Ruochen actually took the initiative to dissociate the Shenlong Transformation." Xun Long looked surprised.

Zhuang Xingtian nodded and said: "Only by voluntarily giving up the divine dragon transformation can we survive and survive. In such a short period of time, he can think of a way to break the crisis. Although Zhang Ruochen is young, his adaptability in battle is still outstanding. Not under Huang Shenyi.”

Xun Long snorted coldly: "If Zhang Ruochen uses the Divine Dragon Transformation, he can still fight with Huang Shenyi's Xuanwu God-killing Sword Formation. Now, he doesn't even have the Divine Dragon Transformation, how can he compete with Huang Shenyi?"

"There is nothing we can do about it. In the crisis situation just now, if Zhang Ruochen does not cancel the divine dragon transformation, even if he does not die, he will definitely be severely injured." Zhuang Xingtian said.

The battle on the battlefield can be said to be ever-changing, and every moment can mean the difference between life and death.

Zhang Ruochen and Huang Shenyi, as long as one of them is slightly negligent, they will be defeated immediately.

"Uh-huh!"

The sword in Zhang Ruochen's hand was like a swimming dragon, piercing Huang Shenyi's forehead.

Huang Shenyi's speed was weaker than Zhang Ruochen's, so it was impossible to avoid this sword. At this time, he could only use protective treasures.

Huang Shenyi's protective treasure is a cyan turtle shell the size of a fingernail.

Inject the true energy into the turtle shell.

In an instant, streaks of cyan light emerged from the turtle shell, forming a circle-shaped aura.

Shen Yuan's ancient sword struck the air shield like a stone hitting the water surface, penetrating in and forming circles of ripples of true energy.

The speed of Shen Yuan's ancient sword became slower and slower, and the tip of the sword stopped completely just three inches away from Huang Shenyi's eyebrows.

Big beads of sweat appeared on Huang Shenyi's forehead. As long as he relaxed a little, Shen Yuan's ancient sword would fly over and pierce his head.

"The power of Xuanwu, the black hole that eats the gods."

The bones, muscles, and meridians in Huang Shenyi's body were completely tense, and every ounce of strength was squeezed out. He raised his injured right arm with difficulty, and merged his two hands together.

Behind him, a small black dot appeared.

That small black dot expanded rapidly, forming a black circular vortex, swallowing up all the surrounding infuriating energy and light.

The move he performed was the same move he used to defeat Xun Long before.

"It's this move again."

Xun Long clenched his hands and his pupils shrank together.

He knows better than anyone how powerful this move is, it is almost an invincible move. As long as he couldn't break this move, he would never be Huang Shenyi's opponent.

Can Zhang Ruochen break through?

Xun Long shook his head, not feeling that Zhang Ruochen could block this move.

At this moment, everyone on the viewing platform discovered that Zhang Ruochen not only did not retreat, but instead rushed forward.

"Well come."

Huang Shenyi kicked his feet on the ground, raised his hands, and struck down, knocking out the black vortex.

"The moment is traceless."

Zhang Ruochen thought silently in his heart.

"Uh-huh!"

He slashed out with a sword.

The movement of the sword was like flowing clouds and flowing water, turning into a ray of light. With a chirping sound, it tore the black vortex into two halves.

Time on the heaven-level battlefield seemed to have stopped for a moment.

The next moment, Zhang Ruochen landed lightly on the ground again. With a move of his arm, Shen Yuan's ancient sword spun in a circle and returned to the scabbard.

In mid-air, Huang Shenwei's eyes widened, his body raised, and a thin line of blood appeared on his neck.

That blood line circled around his neck.

"puff!"

The head and neck were broken, each flew to the side, and fell to the ground at the same time with a bang.

The head, like a rubber ball, bounced twice on the fighting platform and rolled down to the bottom of the fighting platform.

The headless corpse struggled hard with both arms and legs to stand up, but in the end, it fell to the ground, completely losing signs of life.

A peerless genius failed to grow up in the end and died on a heaven-level battlefield.

The entire martial arts arena became completely silent.

Even top players like Zhuang Xingtian and Xun Long felt their necks were cold and their scalps were numb. They stared at Zhang Ruochen standing on the battlefield in shock.

Zhuang Xingtian swallowed his saliva, and after a while, he came to his senses and said, "Did you see clearly what move he used in the last sword strike?"

Xun Long shook his head and said: "No. That sword was too terrifying! If I were in Huang Shenyi's position, I would probably die."

Originally, Xun Long's character was not only arrogant, but also conceited, and he didn't think Zhang Ruochen was anything special at all.

However, after seeing Zhang Ruochen's stunning last sword strike, he changed his view. Instead, he felt that Zhang Ruochen's strength was unfathomable and he was a very strong opponent.

Not only Xun Long, but also Zhuang Xingtian thought the same way.

Originally, no matter who won between Zhang Ruochen and Huang Shenyi, Zhuang Xingtian wanted to get on the battlefield to challenge the winner and compete for the number one spot on the "Tian Ranking".

However, after seeing Zhang Ruochen's last sword strike, he became hesitant. Because he hasn't figured out a way to crack Zhang Ruochen's sword technique yet.

If he can't defeat that sword technique, then even if he steps onto the battlefield, he will lose more than he wins.

Zhang Ruochen's last sword strike was truly stunning. Many people only saw a ray of light and did not see the sword at all.

Outside the Wushi Arena, a group of mysterious people walked in.

Their bodies exuded an icy cold air, giving people a murderous feeling. All the warriors in the martial arts arena retreated to make way for them.

Among them, the person walking at the front was wearing a black robe and a golden metal mask on his face, only revealing a pair of bright eyes.

He had his hands behind his back and walked with a graceful and graceful pace.

When he reached the bottom of the fighting platform, he raised his head, looked at Zhang Ruochen on the fighting platform, and said in admiration: "What a fast sword, what kind of sword technique is this?"

Zhang Ruochen glanced at him, narrowed his eyes, and recognized him.

However, Zhang Ruochen did not make a fuss, but said calmly: "In a moment, there is no trace."

The man wearing a golden metal mask was naturally the young master of the Black Market First Grade Hall, Di Yi.

Only he has that kind of temperament, which combines coldness, elegance, nobility, and viciousness into one. No matter where he is, he will give people a feeling of standing out from the crowd.

In fact, Di Yi had already arrived at the Wushi Arena, but he never showed up, quietly watching the battle between Zhang Ruochen and Huang Shenyi.

"With the speed of that sword move, he is worthy of the name 'Momentum Wuhen'."

Di Yi nodded in admiration, but then changed the topic and said: "However, your sword technique may not be truly indestructible. At least, if I stand three feet away from you, you will be injured. You can't beat me. Although the speed of the sword is very fast, your footwork may not be able to keep up with the speed of the sword. "Isn't that right?

Di Yi's words were very simple. He meant that as long as he was faster than Zhang Ruochen, Zhang Ruochen's footwork would not be able to keep up with him. No matter how fast Zhang Ruochen draws his sword, what's the use?

Zhang Ruochen had to sigh that Di Yi was indeed far superior to ordinary people in some aspects.

He just saw Zhang Ruochen perform a sword move and saw the weakness of "Moment Wuhen". Xun Long, Zhuang Xingtian, and Huang Shenyi are not as good as him with this kind of eyesight.

Of course, the reason why Di Yi mentioned the flaws and weaknesses of Mohen Wuhen was just to suppress Zhang Ruochen's momentum. He was not really able to break this sword technique.

First of all, under the Fish-Dragon Realm, no one is faster than Zhang Ruochen. Even Di Yi is not as good as Zhang Ruochen.

Since he can't match Zhang Ruochen's speed, he will definitely be caught up by Zhang Ruochen. Once caught up, wouldn't it be a dead end?

Secondly, it can be said that it is as difficult as climbing to the sky for a monk to defeat Zhang Ruochen without getting within three feet of Zhang Ruochen.

Therefore, even if he knew that Zhang Ruochen's sword moves had weaknesses, Di Yi would still not fight Zhang Ruochen easily.

Although Huang Shenyi has died, he left behind seven holy swords.

Six of the holy swords can also form a sword formation, bursting out with unparalleled power, which is a priceless treasure.

Every holy sword is a priceless treasure. Even the monks in the Fish and Dragon Realm will fight for it desperately, and even the half-saints will be tempted.

What's more, there are seven holy swords?

Besides, since Huang Shenyi received the Xuanwu inheritance, he must have obtained many great treasures, not just seven holy swords.

Could there be other treasures hidden in Huang Shenyi's body?

A smile appeared in Di Yi's eyes, and he ordered: "Whoever can step onto the battlefield, collect the bones of the Yellow God Star Envoy, and retrieve his relics at the same time. Then, whoever can be the next Yellow God Star Envoy."

"boom!"

Hearing this, the black market warriors standing behind Di Yi all became excited, and blazing flames surged out of their eyes.

Who doesn’t want to reach the sky in one step? Who doesn't want to be a master?

As long as he can become a new generation of Yellow God Star envoy, his status in the black market will rise to the sky in one step, and he will become a master respected by countless evil warriors.

(There is one more chapter, it’s very late, probably one in the morning, everyone should go to bed early and read it again tomorrow morning!)