The Iron-Blooded King Yun Huan is worthy of being a first-class strong man among the great sages. His vision is extremely accurate and impartial, and he can hit the most vulnerable points of the prison of gods and demons.

However, under the impact of ten times the attack power, although he broke through the prison of gods and demons, he still suffered heavy injuries. He flew far away and crashed into a dry lake, creating a crater.

Zhang Ruochen was about to continue taking action, but the battlefield dispersed like a cloud of gas.

The vast land and sky disappeared, and he and the Iron-Blooded King Yunhuan returned to the garden. The battle just now was like a dream.

"There is no need to fight anymore, Zhang Ruochen is yours to win," Bai Qing'er said.

Yunhuan Iron-Blooded King was seriously injured. He moved his fingers on his body to release the seal. Suddenly, his weakened aura recovered and became stronger.

His eyes were full of unwillingness and cruelty, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Girl, I haven't lost yet, I want to continue fighting with him."

"If you lose, you lose." Bai Qing'er said coldly.

Yun Huan, the iron-blooded king, said: "I just declared myself at 90% cultivation level..."

"Even if you claim to be at 90% cultivation level, you are still in the realm of one thousand deaths, and your opponent is only in the Hundred Flails realm." Bai Qing'er's eyes gleamed with cold light.

The Iron-Blooded King Yunhuan did not dare to look directly into Bai Qing'er's eyes at this moment. He immediately lowered his head and said, "Yes, I am defeated!"

Zhang Ruochen saw figures standing in the distance in the garden, in the mist.

These monks were all very powerful, and they all looked at him with incredible expressions.

Especially Bai Qing'er's eldest disciple Shang Yue, when she looked at him, her eyes were filled with hot light, as if she wanted to eat him.

Although Yunhuan Iron-Blooded King claimed to have achieved 90% cultivation level, Zhang Ruochen's ability to defeat him was obviously beyond the expectations of these monks, and they had to re-examine him.

"Pah! Pah! Pah..."

Bai Qing'er patted her jade hand lightly, stood up, stood beside the stone table like a picture of a beautiful woman, and said with a smile: "I kind of believe those rumors now. Yun Huan Iron-Blooded King failed to test your depth. You are indeed good." It’s stronger than I expected.”

Zhang Ruochen said: "So, can I leave now?"

Bai Qinger shook her head.

Zhang Ruochen's expression did not change, as if he had expected it, and said: "I really can't believe what a woman says."

"No! If you want to leave, I won't stop you. But you have to keep the secret of destiny, the secret of truth, and the secret of space." Bai Qing'er's eyes were as clear as water, and her voice was very soft, but there was a hint of intolerance. A commanding tone of resistance.

Each strong person in the garden took a few steps forward one after another, forming an encirclement.

Wave after wave of powerful holy power invisibly pressed towards Zhang Ruochen, trying to force him to submit.

Zhang Ruochen remained calm and said: "I only have the secret of fate, where do I get the secret of truth and the secret of space? Besides, even if I have the secret, why should I give it to you? Miss Bai doesn't really think of herself as a member of the Zhang family, right?"

"You dare to take advantage of Master when you are about to die. If you don't have the secret of space, how can your body be able to carry a big world?" Shang Yue said.

A thoughtful look appeared in Zhang Ruochen's eyes. At this moment, a divine flame sword light pierced his heart at the speed of lightning.

It was Shang Yue who took action.

Her cultivation level is even stronger than the 10% strength of the Iron-Blooded King Yunhuan. The holy sword in her hand is an ancient artifact relic of the gods. The swordsmanship she performs is mysterious and extraordinary. It is integrated with the Divine Fire of Purification, taking into account both the swordsmanship and the power of flames. The head of the Tao family.

When the sword comes out, it is like the divine sun falling to the earth.

"If a disciple is so powerful, how strong must Bai Qing'er's cultivation be?" This thought flashed through Zhang Ruochen's mind.
Chapter completed!