God Emperor

"Who are you, Your Excellency?"

Feng Han narrowed his eyes and stared at the young man opposite. An icy cold air emanated from his body, causing his aura to rise steadily.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen was using his original appearance. Feng Han had never seen him before, so naturally he could not recognize him.

Zhang Ruochen placed the body of Sword Master Xuanji on the ground, took off his Taoist robe, and placed it on the body.

Then, he tightened the hilt of Shen Yuan's ancient sword, stared at Feng Han with cold eyes, and said, "Are you Feng Han, the fourth disciple of Xuanji Sword Saint, or the sixth prince of the Immortal Vampire Clan?"

Feng Han looked at Zhang Ruochen carefully. Although he could not see through Zhang Ruochen's specific realm, he could feel that his cultivation had not reached the semi-sacred realm.

What's there to fear from a mere fish-dragon realm monk?

Feng Han relaxed completely, licked his lips, and said with a smile: "Is my identity really that important to you?"

"certainly."

Zhang Ruochen showed two rows of white teeth and said, "Because, your answer will determine the way you die. I hate a traitor more than an undead vampire."

If the Sword Master Xuanji really had a fair fight with the Sword Master Jiuyou and was ultimately defeated, Zhang Ruochen would not have such deep hatred and anger in his heart. From now on, the most I can do is go to Jiuyou City, challenge Jiuyou Sword Master as a disciple of Xuanji Sword Master, defeat him, and win back honor for his master.

After all, everyone will die.

For a sword cultivator to die in a decisive battle that attracted much attention, it could be considered a spectacular ending.

However, the master was not killed because of lack of strength, but was assassinated. This was the real blood feud.

Feng Han's lips curled up, showing a disdainful smile, and said: "It seems that you really hate me. I have already guessed your identity."

"Really?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

"Other than the disciples of Sword Master Xuanji, who would hate me so much? You should be wearing Lao San's Meteor Invisibility Cloak. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to be so fast, let alone hide my five senses. , followed all the way here.”

Zhang Ruochen just stared at Feng Han coldly. After all, his master had passed away, so even if the world knew that Zhang Ruochen, the descendant of time and space, was still alive, it would not be a big deal.

Feng Han looked indifferent and said: "Actually, no matter I am the sixth prince of the Immortal Vampire Clan or the fourth disciple of the Xuanji Sword Saint, with your cultivation level, I am afraid you can't do anything to me. On the contrary, I look at you as Falling into a trap."

Immediately, Feng Han pointed his finger in Zhang Ruochen's direction.

"Swish."

The four semi-saints of the immortal vampire race immediately used their physical skills to turn into black shadows, surrounding Zhang Ruochen and standing in four different directions: east, south, west, and north.

In addition to Taixi Half Saint, there are four other immortal vampire half saints named Xin Feng, Xin Lei, Xin Yun, and Xin Yu, all of whom are in the first-level semi-saint realm.

Among them, Half Saint Xinfeng and Half Saint Xin Lei have the highest cultivation levels, reaching the peak of the first-order Half Saint.

The cultivation levels of Half-Saint Xin Yun and Half-Saint Xin Yu are in the middle stage of the first-order Half-Saint.

Zhang Ruochen glanced at the four semi-saints of the Immortal Vampire Clan, still looking extremely calm, and said: "Whether you're going to fall into a trap or not, it depends on whether you have the ability."

"A mere monk in the Fish-Dragon Realm dares to be so arrogant in front of the Half-Saints of the Immortal Vampire Clan. I can take care of you with just one hand."

Half Saint Xin Yun looked quite angry and took a step forward.

Immediately, blood-red lines appeared on the surface of his skin, and powerful holy energy surged out. With a hiss, the black robe on his body was shattered into pieces, turning into palm-sized black fragments and flying out. .

On the back of Semi-Saint Xin Yun, a pair of flesh wings more than ten meters long quickly unfolded, revealing the true form of the undead vampire.

At this moment, a violent wind with the smell of blood blew across an area of ​​dozens of miles. The trees in the jungle kept swaying and making rustling sounds.

Feng Han folded his hands in front of his chest, looking like he was ready to watch a good show, and said: "Xin Yun, Half Saint, be careful. Although this person's cultivation has not reached the level of Half Saint, his movement speed is astonishingly fast. You Qian Don’t capsize in the gutter.”

"Sixth Prince, don't worry, I will be able to capture a mere fish-dragon realm monk."

Semi-Saint Xin Yun obviously didn't take a human ant in the fish-dragon realm seriously. There were six immortal vampire semi-saints present. No matter how fast he was, it was of no use. He was just a turtle in a jar.

The wings on his back flapped backwards. Half-Saint Xin Yun used the power of the wind to use his body skills and rushed out like lightning.

At the level of a semi-saint, he could cross a distance of tens of feet in just an instant and appeared in front of Zhang Ruochen. He stretched out a huge claw and grabbed Zhang Ruochen's right shoulder.

Zhang Ruochen remained calm in the face of danger and took a step back.

"Wow!"

Five sharp claws dragged out three-foot-long flames of light, forming five red claw marks that flew past Zhang Ruochen's chest.

"This kid is really fast."

Half-Saint Xin Yun was slightly surprised. He did not expect that his attack would actually fail.

Just when he was surprised, Zhang Ruochen slashed out with his sword at a faster speed, dragging out dozens of sword energy, turning into a sword rain, and struck Half-Saint Xin Yun's chest.

"Holy Soul Realm."

Xin Yun Half-Saint has a lot of combat experience, so his reaction is naturally extremely quick. When he senses something is wrong, he immediately releases the Holy Soul Domain.

At the same time, he raised his arms and blocked forward.

Half-Saint Xin Yun's arms were equipped with two ancient black armguards. As the holy energy was injected into it, the two arm guards made a chirping sound, and wisps of blood-red light strands emerged, like dense spider webs, intertwined into a blood-red shield more than ten meters long, blocking the front.

"Bang."

The power of Shen Yuan's ancient sword was very powerful. It cut through the blood-red shield and hit the two black armguards of Semi-Saint Xin Yun, causing a large amount of sparks to strike.

The powerful force that exploded from the sword knocked Semi-Saint Xin Yun away thirty feet before he fell back to the ground, his feet completely sinking into the ground.

Centered on his feet, the ground within a radius of ten feet crackled, and dozens of palm-wide cracks appeared.

Half-Saint Xin Yun's arms were in pain and trembling, and blood flowed from the bottom of the black arm guards.

His eyes were full of horror, and he said: "How can a monk in the Fish-Dragon Realm be so strong?"

Not far away, Feng Han's eyes also shrank slightly, showing a look of surprise. He obviously did not expect that the young man in front of him could actually repel Semi-Saint Xin Yun.

In the Fish-Dragon Realm, a first-level semi-saint can be injured with just one sword. Perhaps only the nine realms selected by the human race have such tyrannical strength.

Zhang Ruochen stood with his sword horizontally, still standing next to the body of the Xuanji Sword Master, and said: "The half-saint of the immortal vampire clan is nothing more than this."

Feng Han's eyes turned cold, and he stared at the four immortal vampire half-saints and said: "Half-Saint Xinfeng, Half-Saint Xinlei, Half-Saint Xinyun, and Half-Saint Xinyu are setting up a celestial attack formation. We must This person is suppressed. If anyone can capture him alive, I will reward him with the Holy Origin of the Xuanji Sword Master."

Only within the body of a saint can the holy source be cultivated.

Jiuyou Sword Master's sword beat Xuanji Sword Master to pieces, but the holy source in his body was intact.

If a semi-saint can completely refine a holy source and absorb the holy energy and knowledge in the holy source, there is at least a 50% chance of becoming a saint.

Not even one out of a hundred semi-saints who have a holy source can become a saint.

The holy source is a shortcut to sanctification.

It can be seen from this that the birth of a holy source is very attractive to the semi-saints. Even if they fight to the death, they still have to win it.

The four undead vampire half-saints showed greedy expressions, and their eyes turned completely blood red. Standing in the darkness, they looked horrified.

Feng Han ordered again: "This place is very close to Liangyi Sect, you must fight quickly."

Xin Feng, the boss of the four semi-saints, said: "Sixth prince, don't worry, if we four brothers join forces, this son will definitely die."

The four semi-saints of the immortal vampire clan stood in the four directions of Zhang Ruochen and released the holy soul realm at the same time.

"Wow!"

Four layers of blood-red light mist quickly spread out, forming four egg-shaped spheres of holy energy when viewed from a distance.

Soon, the four domains were connected into one, making a loud bang, and the gravity in the domain increased tenfold again, reaching the intensity that only the second-level semi-saint's Holy Soul Domain could have.

The four half-saints mobilized the power within their bodies with all their strength, causing a radius of a hundred miles to be completely enveloped in a cloud of blood. Once the surrounding vegetation comes into contact with blood, it will immediately make a chirping sound, quickly wither, and become lifeless.

Xin Yun's face was quite ferocious. He stared at Zhang Ruochen in the center and said, "With a thousand times of gravity suppressing you, can you still be that fast?"

Zhang Ruochen looked at the celestial attack formation in front of him, glanced at Xin Yun, and said, "You will know if you try it."

After Xin Yun suffered a loss, he stopped being fooled and snorted: "You have already fallen into the combined attack formation, but you are still pretending. Big brother and second brother, take action together and destroy his hands and feet first. Four Sister, you stay and control the formation."

Semi-Saint Xin Feng, Semi-Saint Xin Lei, and Semi-Saint Xin Yun transformed into three bloody figures and attacked Zhang Ruochen at the same time.

Because Zhang Ruochen had previously injured Half-Saint Xin Yun with his sword, the three Half-Saints did not underestimate him and attacked with all their strength, aiming to kill him with one blow.

The bone sword in the hand of Half-Saint Xin Feng was polished from the bones of a seventh-level beast, a dragon vulture. There are 376 inscriptions engraved on the inside of the blade. After decades of sacrifice, it was finally transformed into a very powerful sacred weapon with hundreds of patterns.

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