God Emperor

The son of the Blood God Sect had already reached the top of the mountain. With his golden arms and a black battle flag, he stood proudly on the top of the mountain. His eyes were very gloomy and he said: "What a brave boy, Xianyan, do you want me to take action?" , give him some lessons?”

The Saint of the Blood God Sect stood not far from Mei Lanzhu and looked down. Through the clouds, a pair of bright eyes stared at Zhang Ruochen and said: "It's just a second-level semi-saint, why do you need to take action yourself?" ? Do you think Bai Yu, Ning Guihai, and Yan Kongming will let him go?"

The son of the Blood God Sect calmed down the evil energy on his body, nodded, and said: "Bai Yu, Ning Guihai, and Yan Kongming are indeed very powerful, and with the power of the Blood God Gu, even if I and the three of them are at the same time, In a fight, I'm afraid I have to use some trump cards to win. If that kid goes up against the three of them, it will be a dead end."

For some reason, the Saint of the Blood God Sect had a strange premonition that the boy with only a second-level semi-saint cultivation level might not die so easily.

Halfway up the mountain, Bai Yu, Ning Guihai, and Yan Kongming all looked at Zhang Ruochen with evil expressions on their faces.

Bai Yu held a holy sword hanging in the air in the palm of his hand, and said in a deep voice: "You dare to play tricks in front of me. You are very courageous. Tell me! How do you want to die?"

Zhang Ruochen was only ten feet away from the three of them. He did not run away immediately. Instead, he seemed quite calm. He held his hands and said, "Three of you, I have no intention of offending you. What happened before was obviously a misunderstanding. You can just laugh it off." Gratitude, and then continue the fair competition for the position of the last flag leader."

Ning Guihai laughed ferociously: "Even if we have to compete for the position of flag leader, it is a matter between the three of us. What qualifications do you have?"

Yan Kongming saw Zhang Ruochen's intention, frowned and said: "Don't continue talking nonsense to him, he is deliberately delaying time. Once we exhaust the power of the blood god Gu, I am afraid we will be at a disadvantage. Bai Yu and I , go and take care of him first. Ning Guihai, stay here and stop other climbers. Don't let other half-saints get in front of us."

"Uh-huh!"

"Uh-huh!"

Yan Kongming and Bai Yu turned into two afterimages and attacked Zhang Ruochen from the left and right directions at the fastest speed.

The weapon used by Yan Kongming was a blood knife with a hundred-marked holy weapon level, and the blade was in the shape of a crescent moon.

Following this, the holy energy was injected into the blood knife, and the blade immediately emitted a dazzling light.

Looking up from the bottom of the mountain, it looks like a blood moon, suspended in the air, reflecting most of Poro Mountain in blood red.

The Banner King of Youzi Tiangong, Barbarian, let out a light sigh in his mouth, with a burning brilliance in his eyes, and said: "The soldiers used by Yan Kongming are actually ranked number 152 in the "Hundred Marks Sacred Artifact Manual" The Yu Miao Blood Sword is really a good sword.”

The "Hundred Patterns Sacred Artifact Manual" only contains a total of 168 sacred artifacts. All the holy artifacts that can be ranked are infinitely powerful, enough to rival the Thousand Patterns Sacred Artifacts.

Manye is one of the six banner kings of Youzi Tiangong, and holds a high position in the Blood God Sect.

However, the soldiers he used were still far inferior to the Yumiao Blood Sword.

Zhao Wuliang smiled and said: "The reason why Yan Kongming is as famous as Bai Yu, who has the Feixian Holy Body, is not only his superb attainments in formations, but also has a lot to do with this Yumiao Blood Knife. Mastering one The soldiers in the "Hundred Patterns of the Sacred Artifacts" are enough to greatly increase his combat power."

A greedy look flashed across Zhao Wuliang's eyes.

Even a saint would fight tooth and nail to snatch a top-level soldier like Yumiao Blood Knife. What's more, Zhao Wuliang has not yet reached the realm of a saint, so he is naturally more eager to get it. ?Facing Yan Kongming's sword attack, Zhang Ruochen immediately borrowed the power of the blood god Gu.

"boom!"

A powerful force of energy emanated from his body, forming a circle of blood-red energy ripples that spread out, causing sand and rocks to fly around, and the sky and the ground became dark.

Zhang Ruochen injected the holy energy in his body into the Holy Crow Gloves.

Originally, the crimson glove that tightly wrapped his arm made a chirping sound and emitted hot and bright flames.

The flames emanating from the two Holy Crow gloves burned the ground to the point of melting.

"Bang!"

Zhang Ruochen struck out with a palm, and collided with the Yumiao blood knife struck by Yan Kongming. Suddenly, fire shot out, and chaotic energy surged out.

The two of them fell backwards at the same time, leaving a large pit of more than ten meters where they met.

"What a powerful palm. It's really not that easy to deal with."

Yan Kongming's heart trembled secretly. He pressed the handle of the knife with both hands and quickly stabilized his steps. Then, he exerted force on his feet and bent his legs, like an arrow leaving the string, and attacked again.

Before that, Bai Yu had already fought with Zhang Ruochen.

Bai Yu's swordsmanship was exquisite, coupled with his movement speed far exceeding that of monks in the same realm, suddenly, dozens of figures and hundreds of sword shadows appeared around Zhang Ruochen.

Human figures and sword shadows kept attacking Zhang Ruochen, but Zhang Ruochen was like an immovable rock, standing firmly on the spot, making palm prints slowly and unhurriedly, and was always able to easily resolve Bai Yu's sword moves.

Although Bai Yu's swordsmanship is superb, compared with Ling Feiyu's, it is far behind. In Zhang Ruochen's eyes, every sword move he made had one or two flaws.

Of course, as Yan Kongming joined the battle, Zhang Ruochen's pressure increased several times in vain. Although he could barely resist it, he seemed to be in danger.

It seemed that he would be pierced by Bai Yu's holy sword or split in half by Yan Kongming's bloody knife at any time.

Bai Yu and Yan Kongming also thought so. Therefore, their attacks became faster and more fierce, hoping for a quick victory.

However, no matter how violent their attacks were, Zhang Ruochen could always block them.

Gradually, some powerful people present finally understood.

Barbarian grinned, showing his big yellow teeth, and said: "He is a very smart boy who deliberately appears to be weak, but is actually quite powerful. If I am not wrong, he should be delaying time and want to Wait until Bai Yu, Ning Guihai, and Yan Kongming have exhausted the power of the Blood God Gu, and then attack them all."

Bai Yu and Yan Kong Ming could not attack for a long time, and they were secretly anxious.

Because the power of the Blood God Gu can only last for a quarter of an hour.

The time they had borrowed the Blood God Gu was close to a quarter of an hour, and they would soon fall back to the third level of semi-saints. By that time, they would not be able to compete with Zhang Ruochen.

"You two are such trash, you can't even deal with a second-level half-saint!"

Ning Guihai's eyes narrowed into a slit, like a vicious jackal, he used a ghostly movement technique and rushed towards Zhang Ruochen.

Once the three masters are united, Zhang Ruochen will not be able to cope without revealing his true strength.

Therefore, one person must be eliminated before Ning Guihai joins the battle circle.

In just a short moment, dozens of thoughts emerged in Zhang Ruochen's mind, and finally, his eyes were locked on Bai Yu.

"The devil is heading west."

Bai Yu performed a stunt-level swordsmanship. With a flick of his wrist, a mighty demonic aura surged out of his body, merged with the holy sword, and swung down very powerfully.

A dragon roar sounded in Zhang Ruochen's body.

A huge blood dragon flew out, wrapped around his left arm, and hit Bai Yu's abdomen with a palm.

The abdomen is the weakest point in Bai Yu's sword defense and also the place with the biggest flaw.

"puff!"

Bai Yu's abdomen sank, and in an instant, his internal organs were shattered and a large mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth.

Forming a long parabola, Bai Yu flew out of Poluo Mountain and fell down the mountain, covered in blood.

With a simple palm, Bai Yu was seriously injured, which naturally shocked many people.

Without any pause, Zhang Ruochen circulated the holy energy again, injected it into his palms, and shouted: "Seven Apertures Blood Palm."

In the palms of both hands, the five orifices are opened at the same time.

The five major acupoints are like the five passages between the physical body and heaven and earth, forming a strong suction force that instantly absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from Poro Mountain.

Both palms were struck out at the same time, colliding with the blood knife struck by Yan Kongming and the dragon tooth dagger thrust out by Ning Guihai.

"boom!"

Yan Kongming and Ning Guihai flew backwards for more than ten feet. Their robes were all torn apart, revealing their close-fitting metal vests.

Both of their fingers were broken by the force of Zhang Ruochen's palm, and blood flowed out. Yumiao's blood knife and dragon tooth dagger naturally flew out and stuck upside down on the ground.

Yan Kongming raised his arm, looked at the bloody palm, and felt unbelievable, saying: "Even if the five orifices are opened, the power of the Seven Orifices Blood Ming Palm can't be so strong?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "Really? Do you want to try again? However, you two can no longer borrow the power of the blood god Gu. Even if you join forces, you cannot be my opponent."

Of course, Yan Kongming and Ning Guihai were quite unwilling. After all, if they failed to complete their mission, they would definitely end up miserable after they returned.

However, the boy opposite is obviously not a kind person. If they continue to fight, the two of them may not even be able to save their lives.

"You win today, but the days ahead are still long. It all depends on who can have the last laugh?"

Yan Kongming uttered a harsh word and fired out a stream of holy energy, forming a swirling energy and sweeping towards the Yu Miao blood knife on the ground, trying to take it back.

Then, Zhang Ruochen took the first step and took away the Yu Miao Blood Knife and Dragon Tooth Dagger that were stuck on the ground.

Holding the two sacred artifacts in his hands, Zhang Ruochen touched them gently with his fingers, smiled evilly, and said, "As a winner, it shouldn't be too much to take away two trophies, right?"

"Young man, you are going too far. You are completely forcing us to fight you."

Yan Kongming and Ning Guihai looked at each other and saw the killing intent in each other's eyes.