With the natural imperial deity bone, the body is the most powerful shield and is not afraid of any attacks.

"Bang!"

The purple gold gourd beat Yan Huangtu's arm to pieces and bloody patterns splattered.

This injury was like an old itch to Yan Huangtu. He was about to fight back, but he saw Zhang Ruochen moving horizontally, waving the gourd and slashing at his back.

If another monk had to close his eyes and wait for Zhang Ruochen to die when facing such a quick change of moves.

But Yan Huangtu was not afraid. With a bow on his back, a divine light burst out from his body. The purple gold gourd hit his back, breaking the divine light, making a loud "bang".

Yan Huangtu's body rolled out on the ground like a ball rolling on the ground.

"Pick me up another gourd."

Zhang Ruochen used the space movement and appeared next to him again, smashing his head. The gourd in his hand was like an invincible artifact. He did not waste time urging the supreme power contained in the gourd. Zhang Ruochen wanted to suppress the Yan Huangtu, so that he did not have the power to fight back.

Outside the bronze temple.

Yan Zhexian and a group of great saint talisman masters were already stunned.

Originally, they were extremely looking forward to the battle between Zhang Ruochen and Yan Huangtu. After all, both of them were geniuses of Gaiden. Their confrontation would definitely be full of magical methods. Watching this battle may not necessarily benefit greatly.

But who can tell that there are two peerless great saints fighting in the temple?

What is the difference between fighting with two gangsters?

One was smashed with a gourd, and the other was unruly resisted.

A great saint talisman master felt it was hard to understand and said, "It shouldn't be! The Yan Huangtu has reached the great perfection of the Hundred Shackles Realm. With the natural imperial deity bones, the physical strength should be far superior to Zhang Ruochen. Fighting in close combat, how could Zhang Ruochen be his opponent?"

"Yes, close combat, Yan Huangtu is absolutely invincible." Another great saint talisman master felt depressed and said.

The battle between the two in the temple disappointed him very much. There was no elegance, no wonder and amazing methods, no collapse of the sky and the earth.

Yan Zhexian saw some clues and said, "You only talk about strength, but you forgot the speed. Who can see Zhang Ruochen's moves clearly?"

The great saint talisman masters looked closely and found that there were as many as seventeen figures in the temple.

With their cultivation level, they can only tell whether seven of the paths are afterimages, and which of the other ten paths is the real body, but they are completely unable to judge.

There is no way, Zhang Ruochen is too fast!

Yan Zhexian said: "Although Yan Huangtu's power is strong, it is suppressed by Zhang Ruochen's speed."

Immediately afterwards, she said: "Actually, the speed of Yan Huangtu is not slow either. However, even if she is trapped in Zhang Ruochen's real domain of space and virtual time, she can only exert 70% of the speed."

Yan Zhexian thought secretly, what would it be like if he was trapped in the current situation of the Yan Huangtu?

Just thinking about it, she immediately shook her head and said to herself: "If you fight with Zhang Ruochen in the future, you must never enter his thousand feet, at least outside the real domain of space."

It was not until this moment that Yan Zhexian realized that Zhang Ruochen had no use of all his strength when he fought with her.

"The smaller the space, the more beneficial it is to Zhang Ruochen. The plan to surround Zhang Ruochen in the bronze temple seems to be a wrong plan." Yan Zhexian sighed softly, thinking secretly how to help Yan Huangtu.

Zhang Ruochen is a powerful enemy, which is more difficult to deal with than imagined and difficult to deal with.

At this moment, the battle in the bronze temple turned around. Yan Huangtu took out the supreme holy weapon Tongtian Ruyi, waved his hand and chopped it out, and knocked Zhang Ruchen away.

Because the gourd hit the head three times in a row, Yan Huangtu's scalp broke and his face was covered with blood. He held Tongtian Ruyi and stomped his feet while gritting his teeth and shouting: "Come on, who is afraid of whom."

The picture of Yan Huang, whose head was bleeding, looked particularly ferocious like a ghost, but it was so scared that many monks could be scared away.

Zhang Ruochen wiped a handful of holy blood from the gourd, wiped it on his robe, and said, "Forget it, if you really want to trigger the Supreme Holy Artifact, fight in such a small space in this bronze temple, it is estimated that before the winner is decided, we two have been killed by the power of the Supreme Holy Artifact."

"You will die, I will not die. Fight! Keep fighting!"
Chapter completed!