Three thousand miles away, a black holy ship flew out from nowhere, revealing its huge hull. The underworld flag was fluttering on the ship, and the formation inscriptions appeared and disappeared, and the burst of breath seemed to be able to swallow it. world.

In an instant, the holy ship had sailed in front of Zhang Ruochen, and the dark energy emitted was like a turbulent sea of ​​ink.

The burly body of the Iron-Blooded King Yunhuan, holding a bone spear, stood on the bow of the holy ship. He had the power to swallow up the galaxy, and his voice resounded throughout the world, shaking the space. He said: "You have been enveloped by the formation of my holy ship. , let’s see where you can escape this time?”

"The chase was quite fast."

Zhang Ruochen saw the extraordinary nature of Yunhuan Iron-Blooded King's holy ship, and stretched out his palm to press it lightly. In front of his palm, countless formation inscriptions appeared, like spider webs and chains, sealing him in the space.

Zhang Ruochen said: "How can I be afraid if you are the only one chasing me?"

The Iron-Blooded King Yun Huan sneered: "On that day, you could only escape with the help of the armor of flowing merit and the supreme holy weapon. This holy ship of mine was made with a lifetime of wealth. After borrowing the sacred stone, it has been fully activated and is in its strongest state. Do you think you can escape today?"

"It's just a holy ship, just smash it into pieces." Zhang Ruochen said.

Yun Huan, the iron-blooded king, said, "Just give it a try."

Zhang Ruochen summoned the Wujin Zhantian Pillar, activated it with holy energy, and turned it into a divine pillar hundreds of miles long. The Wujin brilliance can be transmitted tens of thousands of miles away, and the ripples of the supreme power that burst out will spread all around. The formation inscriptions were shattered.

"Boom."

The Wujin Zhantian Pillar pressed down, and energy exploded, striking the sky above the black holy ship and colliding with the holy ship's defensive formation.

The first layer of defensive formation was instantly broken, and the ship sank sharply downwards.

The Yunhuan Iron-Blooded King showed a hint of surprise with a calm expression, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the second layer of defensive formation blocked Wujin Zhan Tianzhu.

He was trying to lure Zhang Ruochen into action, so how could he let go of this perfect opportunity?

"It's really stupid. I asked you to attack, but you actually attacked. Go all out to hack out the Supreme Sacred Artifact. This moment must be the time when the defense and strength are at their weakest. If I kill you, this Supreme Sacred Artifact will belong to me!"

The Iron-Blooded King Yun Huan flew out of the holy ship, thrusting out the bone spear in his hand.

Divine patterns appeared on the bone spear, and the light became brighter and brighter, about to pierce Zhang Ruochen's heart.

Time, however, became slower at this moment.

Zhang Ruochen moved away.

The Iron-Blooded King Yunhuan was surprised and secretly said: "The power of time?"

Zhang Ruochen formed a fist with his left hand, and the roar of the dragon and the sound of water flow sounded at the same time, like a dragon roaring and the sky falling to the ground. The momentum was turbulent and could shock the opponent's soul.

Yun Huan, the iron-blooded king, was fearless and struck out with one palm, and the powerful power of death burst out.

Fist and palm strike.

Time seems to slow down at this moment.

"Boom."

Zhang Ruochen flew backwards like a cannonball and landed a hundred miles away. He regained his balance and felt darkly in his heart, "The power of a single palm of a great sage who is destined to die is much more powerful than I imagined. "

Zhang Ruochen was not discouraged, but instead became more willing to fight.

I remember that back in the City of Goddess, the Iron-Blooded King Yunhuan claimed to be at 90% cultivation level, which forced Zhang Ruochen to struggle. In the end, he used various methods, and relied on the Dark Hell Realm Talisman and the Tao of Truth to explode ten times the attack power, and finally won by trickery.

But now, he can confront the Iron-Blooded King Yunhuan in his prime.

This kind of progress is more than just a thousand miles a day.

Yunhuan Iron-Blooded King's body just shook slightly to neutralize Zhang Ruochen's punch, and he looked at the old man opposite with a strange expression. After receiving his palm and being knocked away so far, the old man was not injured.

Moreover, he felt a familiar aura from that punch just now.

Much like Zhang Ruochen.

But he couldn't believe that the person opposite was Zhang Ruochen. After all, not long ago, he could force Zhang Ruochen into danger with only 10% of his strength. Zhang Ruochen's strength was far inferior to that of the old man opposite.

Yunhuan Iron-Blooded King deceitfully said: "Zhang Ruochen, you took away the Tianshu Needle and went to the Aoyun asteroid belt instead of returning to Ice King. What do you want to do? To steal the artifact?"

Of course Zhang Ruochen knew that the Iron-Blooded King Yunhuan was deceiving him.

Now, whether to admit it or not is secondary.

Since he has become suspicious, he must die.

Zhang Ruochen took out the sundial, took out two more sacred stones, placed them in the grooves, and sighed: "I didn't want to kill you, but it's a pity that you had to call out my name. What's even more pity is that people like you, It’s not even worth capturing you alive.”

Yunhuan Iron-Blooded King was shocked: "Are you really Zhang Ruochen? It's impossible, it's impossible."
Chapter completed!