"With your strength, it is no different to be dead."

Zhu Qingyi sat on the ground with a sneer on her face and said, "The True Saint and the Tongtian Realm monks are not at the same level at all. All the people who can reach that level are old monsters who have practiced for hundreds of years. Tongtian Blood will have to bow their heads and bow their heads when they see a True Saint."

"Boom."

A fiery red light fell from the sky and fell into the ruins not far away, condensing into the tall figure of the Martial Saint of Canglan.

A strong, domineering and profound force naturally emanated, making her look like a towering divine peak, which makes people look up at it.

"Zhang Ruochen, how about working together again?" Canglan Martial Saint said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "How to cooperate?"

"Go to deal with Stufeng City, save people, and the Burning Heaven Sword is back to me." Canglan Martial Saint said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Can you defend the Burning Heaven Sword?"

This sentence seemed to stab the pain of Canglan Martial Saint, with a cold look in his eyes, and he snorted softly, "Last time, I was just careless for a moment, and it was impossible for me to have a second time." Zhang Ruochen stared at her for a moment, nodded, and said, "Okay, I believe you once. It depends on your performance in this battle. Is it worthy of being the sword holder of the Burning Heaven Sword?"

Martial Saint Canglan was so angry that she grinded her teeth. With her current cultivation level, who would dare to talk to her in such a tone except Zhang Ruochen?

However, the loss of the Burning Sky Sword was indeed a stain on her path to the holy path, which almost made her mood collapse.

Only by recapturing the Burning Sky Sword with her own hands can she wash away this stain.

Zhu Qingyi could naturally see that Canglan Martial Saint had broken through to the Tongtian Realm. With the combat power of her True Phoenix physique, she is probably not weaker than the True Saint.

"There are more than one true saints you are going to face. They want to save people and seize swords, and they are undoubtedly hitting stones with eggs." Zhu Qingyi was not optimistic about them.

With the strength of the eldest brother, he is only higher than that of the Canglan Martial Saint. What's more, there is a blood slave of the sword saint level beside him.

Just because of Zhang Ruochen and Canglan Martial Saint, it was far from enough to see.? Suddenly, Zhu Qingyi's eyes narrowed, and the sound of golden swords and iron horses was heard faintly in his ears, as if there were thousands of troops marching, and the momentum was quite amazing.

When she looked in the direction where the sound came, she did not see thousands of troops at all. She only saw a tall figure wearing black war armor walking towards the wind and sand. Behind him, there were war shadows constantly appearing and disappearing. The sounds of thousands of troops were actually formed by the aura emitted from his body.

A master is definitely a master.

When Zhang Ruochen and Huang Yanchen saw this person, their tense faces were slightly relaxed, and they both showed a faint smile, and they said in unison: "Senior Brother."

The person who came was Qingxiao, the eldest disciple of Xuanji Sword Saint.

"I heard that something happened to Junior Sister Seven, so I rushed over from Zhilin Pass immediately. I was relieved to see that you were safe and sound."

Qingxiao looked at Zhang Ruochen carefully, smiled, and said, "On the road, when I heard the news, the sixth junior brother actually killed Qi Zhenhuan. Is there a chance that our brothers will fight?" "There will definitely be a chance, but now, there are more important things to do."

Immediately, Zhang Ruochen told Qingxiao about Shi Ren.

Qingxiao's expression condensed and said, "I also have a bad news here, which came from the Eastern Region. The royal family of Qianshui County was slaughtered and destroyed. The seventh junior sister's parents, Prince Qianshui and Liuli Bansaint, were also missing. They were suspected to have been kidnapped by the Holy Realm powerhouses of the Immortal Blood Clan."

Qingxiao did not hide Huang Yanchen, after all, she would know about this sooner or later.

"how so?"

When Huang Yanchen heard the news, he felt like he was suffering from a bolt from the blue. His face turned extremely pale in an instant, and even he was a little unsteady in standing.

Zhang Ruochen quickly held her waist and hugged her into his arms, making his self-blame deeper.

"This matter is mostly the method of Stufeng City. I have fought with him more than once and have some understanding of him. This person, in order to deal with the enemy, can do whatever he wants and do, and is a very terrifying person." Qingxiao said.

The anger in Zhang Ruochen's eyes was gushing out, and he said, "This battle is his death."

"Stu Fengcheng dared to bypass the defense line and enter Hongchuan Mansion. He was extremely arrogant and should teach him a heavy lesson. However, Stu Fengcheng was a meticulous person. He was once a king of the Ministry of War. He set up a net of heaven and earth, but he could not kill him. I have to ask another helper to deal with him."

After saying this, Qingxiao's body moved and disappeared from the spot, sending a message to Zhang Ruochen that he would definitely arrive at the Nanjiao of Xianji Mountain on time.

The appearance of Qingxiao made Zhu Qingyi no longer laugh. This person was a person who could truly compete with Stu Fengcheng, which made countless blood saints frightened.

Zhang Ruochen felt a little chilled in Huang Yanchen's body. He was worried that she would not accept the blow and said with concern: "Just leave this to me, you can go to Qiankun Realm to recuperate!"

Huang Yanchen shook his head vigorously, with hatred and sharp eyes in his eyes, and said, "I am not as fragile as you imagined. This battle must be my part."

The group set out and rushed to the Nan Cliff of Xianji Mountain.

The human monk standing in the distance and watching saw the Martial Saint Canglan and Qingxiao appear one after another. He knew that something must have happened, so he followed him to Xianji Mountain.

Xianji Mountain, Nan Cliff.

Stupid Fengcheng stood at the top of the cliff towering into the clouds, his pupils emitted dazzling light, looked at the sea of ​​clouds below, and smiled slightly: "Here you come!"

"It's worthy of being Zhang Ruochen. He is indeed extremely courageous and dares to come." Ying Huo stood on layers of clouds and mist, with a very charming smile on his face.

"He dares to come, which means he must be prepared, and we have to be careful."

Stufeng City took a step forward, jumped off the cliff ten thousand feet high, fell to the ground, and began to coordinate and arrange.

The Nanjing of Xianji Mountain is a medieval ruin, with a large number of ancient buildings left behind. The ground is covered with dense white bones, and some ancient formations are arranged on the ground. However, most of those formations are broken and have limited power.

Zhang Ruochen, Huang Yanchen, Qing Mo, and Guoguo stood on the shoulders of the demon ape, stepped into this ruins, and kept approaching the Nan Cliff.

The closer you get, the stronger the blood mist in the air will be.

A moment later, a thick voice came from the blood mist: "Zhang Ruochen, I didn't expect you to really come to die."

Through layers of blood mist, Zhang Ruochen saw the huge figure of the Blood Saint of Misty Wind and said in a deep voice: "Whoever lives and dies, it's not certain."

The Blood Saint of Destroyed Wind only laughed and didn't say anything more.

The demon ape speeded up and finally came to the bottom of the cliff.

Those monks of the Immortal Blood Clan also showed a look of surprise when they saw the huge body of the Demon Ape, "It turned out to be a giant demon ape."

You should know that the giant demon ape was a world-class beast in ancient times and could fight against the dragon.

The number of immortal blood clans gathered in Nanya is not large, with only four or five hundred in total, but each one is very powerful and can stand alone on the battlefield.

After observing the surrounding environment, Zhang Ruochen's eyes were locked at the half cliff. When he saw Shi Ren hanging there, dense blood immediately emerged from his eyes.

"Wow——"? Zhang Ruochen mobilized the power of space, rushed forward, preparing to cross the space, and go to Ban Cliff to save people.

"Certainly."

With a wave of Ying Huo's sleeve, he shot out twelve radiant holy bones in succession, and fell to twelve directions.

The holy bone fell to the ground, just like twelve mountains hitting the earth, making a roar, causing the world to shake violently.

Zhang Ruochen just stepped into the space and was shocked and rebounded back.

The space has become extremely stable, and even the descendants of time and space cannot control it as much as they want.

Ying Huo looked like a charming fairy, falling from the sky and laughed: "Those are twelve great holy bones. Each bone is engraved with quite complex inscriptions. When combined together, it can fix the space. How can you deal with the successors of time and space? How can you be without any preparation?"

Zhang Ruochen clamped his hands tightly, trying to keep himself calm, and said, "I didn't expect that the immortal goddess would actually come to Hongchuan Mansion in person."

"I miss you!"

Ying Huo's voice is full of charm, which can numb a man's bones.

Stufengcheng walked out, stood in a higher position, with his hands on his back, and said, "Zhang Ruochen, where is Qingyi?"

"If you want to see her, you have to release her first." Zhang Ruochen said.

"good."

Stufengcheng was quite refreshing and signaled the two blood saints to put down Shi Ren who was hanging on the cliff.

At the same time, a red flame appeared in the air. Canglan Wusheng stood in the center of the flame, holding Zhu Qingyi in his hand, looked down at Stufeng City below, and said, "I not only want people, but also swords."

When Stufengcheng saw the appearance of Canglan Martial Saint, he was not surprised at all. He smiled and nodded, saying, "As long as you put on light clothes, you will be given both the people and the sword."

"Zheng--"? The sound of the sword sounded, and the next moment, the Burning Sky Sword appeared in the hands of Stu Fengcheng. The sword was burning with scorching flames.

Zhang Ruochen said, "If I'm not wrong, besides Shi Ren, there are other people in your hands, right?"

Stufengcheng said with some complaint and said with a smile: "I originally wanted to give you a surprise, but I didn't expect you to know the news in advance. I don't know who leaked the news?"

"It's you."

Huang Yanchen couldn't keep calm, so he rushed up to duel with Stufeng City.

Zhang Ruochen stopped her.

There were three people arrested, namely Huang Yanchen’s father, “Qianshui Prince”, his mother, “Liuli Half Saint”, and his biological sister, “Thirteen Princess.”

The legs of the three were broken, and each of them had an iron chain wrapped around their necks. A big hand of the Wind Blood Saint grabbed the three iron chains and dragged them out of a stone cave. Three long blood marks were left on the ground.

The pain in the body is second. For the prince Qianshui and Liuli half-saint who have been in high positions for a long time, the humiliation in their hearts is to make them worse than death.

The princes and queens of a county and a dignified county were broken, but their legs were broken and their necks were dragged away. What a humiliation was this? If they had not been suppressed and could not commit suicide, they would have already ended their lives.

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