Wu Hao's eyes were bright and bright, as if two balls of flames were burning, staring at Zhang Ruochen standing opposite him without blinking.

Zhang Ruochen had no intention of fighting in his heart. He had always been very low-key when he came back from the battlefield of merit, just to avoid similar conflicts.

After all, he is not a native Guanghan Realm creature. The greater the glory he receives, the more it highlights the incompetence of the local monks in Guanghan Realm. At this time, the more he should be low-key.

Su Qingling did not see the profound meaning of Wu Hao's challenge to Zhang Ruochen, but thought it was really a competition between friends. He suddenly became excited and said, "Okay, okay, Zhenzi and the God Envoy are both first-class prides of heaven. You two must be shocking to fight. It's amazing. If you fight, you must fight once."

Zhang Ruochen handed her a look and signaled her not to cause trouble.

Wu Hao stood up, spread his arms, and a sound like a thunderous sound in his body, laughing heartily: "Do not think too much, we are just a normal exchange, and we will stop. Regardless of the outcome, the key is not to hurt the harmony."

Mu Lingxi saw Wu Hao’s thoughts and said it was a martial arts competition, but in fact he wanted to challenge Zhang Ruochen.

No matter win or lose, it is not good for Zhang Ruochen.

If Zhang Ruochen loses to Wu Hao, in the future, everyone will only say that Zhang Ruochen has borrowed external forces in the ancestral spirit world to kill all directions, and his own strength cannot reach the top level.

If Zhang Ruochen beat Wu Hao, he would be an outsider and defeat the strongest local person in Guanghan Realm, how could the cultivators in the entire Guanghan Realm feel? In the future, Zhang Ruochen will definitely be excluded to a certain extent in Guanghan Realm.

No matter what situation it is, it is not something Mu Lingxi is willing to see.

Mu Lingxi took the initiative to stand up and said, "Since Jiezi just wants to practice the rules of truth, why not let Lingxi do this training?"

"After Fairy Lingxi worshipped the moon god as his master, her cultivation has indeed improved by leaps and bounds. However, I am a little worried that you can't stop the power of the rules of truth. If you hurt you, wouldn't you offend the envoy?" Wu Hao smiled.

After obtaining the inheritance of the Ice and Fire Phoenix, Mu Lingxi cultivated a second-perfect physique, which was only weaker than Wu Hao's. In addition, she mastered the power of the extreme Yin Ming Ice and was taught by the Moon God himself. If she really wanted to fight, she might not be weaker than Wu Hao.

However, Wu Hao still looked down on her quite and did not regard her as an opponent of the same level.

Mu Lingxi was about to speak again, but Zhang Ruochen stopped her back and said with a smile: "Since Jiezi wants to practice the rules of truth, I will discuss it with Jiezi."

"Okay, I'll be waiting for you outside."

Wu Hao laughed loudly, then carried his hands behind his back and went to the outsider of the palace first.

Wen Shusheng and Ling Mi looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly. In fact, they didn't want Zhang Ruochen to fight with Wu Hao at all.

Because, once the fight is fought, the two will definitely break up.

Mu Lingxi grabbed Zhang Ruochen's wrist, his voice soft and pleasant, and said, "I'll take action on your behalf!"

"No, this battle is inevitable no matter what. Go and clear out all the semi-saints of the central empire outside the palace, and don't let them stay here."

Zhang Ruochen seemed quite calm, walked over from Mu Lingxi and stepped out of the palace gate.

After a while, Zhang Ruochen and Wu Hao stood under the stone statue of the Great Sage of the Barbarian Sword, thirty feet apart. A powerful holy power burst out from them, causing a "crackling" sound of a burst of air in the surrounding space.

"Divine Envoy, don't you use a sword?" Wu Hao said loudly.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, "My attainments in the way of fist and palm are as powerful as swordsmanship."

"Is that true? It just so happens that my attainment in the palm path is not weak."

Wu Hao was wearing a pair of dark red combat boots on his feet. As he took a step forward, a cloud of fire appeared under his feet. His legs suddenly exerted force, and the next moment, his body became blurred. When he appeared again, he had reached Zhang Ruochen's body.

That speed was actually more than one step from the Holy King.

Wu Hao's five fingers spread out, a big handprint was pressed down, and six fire snakes scurried in their palms, emitting sparks.

"What a shocking move, Jiezi probably practiced his palm technique to the realm of transformation."

Su Qingling widened her eyes and applauded.

Mu Lingxi's dark eyebrows frowned slightly, feeling worried about Zhang Ruochen.

She was not worried that Zhang Ruochen would lose at all, and she knew very well that Zhang Ruochen would definitely retain some strength. Even if she wanted to defeat Wu Hao, she would make Wu Hao more decent.

However, facing Wu Hao's aggressive offensive, would Zhang Ruochen be injured if he didn't show his all.

Yan Jingzhao, among the low-level holy arts, it can be considered the top level.

The flames that have reached the realm of transformation are half as powerful as the intermediate level holy art.

The power of the intermediate-level holy art is far greater than that of the low-level holy art, just like the difference between the holy artifact of the ten thousand-patterned holy artifact and the holy artifact of the thousand-patterned holy artifact.

You should know that it is not easy to practice intermediate holy art or perform intermediate holy art. Under normal circumstances, it takes decades to successfully practice an intermediate holy art for a one-step holy king.

If you want to use intermediate-level holy art, you not only need to be as strong as a holy power as a holy king, but also need to integrate the rules of the holy art into the intermediate-level holy art. With one move of intermediate-level holy art, the more the holy art rules are integrated, the more powerful it is.

Even the lowest level intermediate holy art requires integration into the ten holy rules.

There are only two sword rules in Zhang Ruochen's body, so with his current cultivation level, he cannot use any intermediate holy art at all.

For example, the eleventh palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm is the level of the intermediate level holy art. Zhang Ruochen has to wait at least half a step to the realm of the Holy King, or even one step to the realm of the Holy King, before he can practice and display it.

At this moment, the flames that Wu Hao made could almost burst out with half the power comparable to the intermediate level holy technique. You can imagine how powerful that power is.

If it is just a normal competition, why use such a domineering method in the first move?

Zhang Ruochen was not surprised when he was changing, and his hands were pinched into fists, and then a river that was bent and circulated appeared.

With one punch, the river rolled out.

"Boom."

Fist and palms striking each other.

The six fire snakes in Wu Hao's palm turned into six powerful flame energy, and violently hit the river, breaking the river and turning into water droplets all over the sky.

Immediately, a force of mountain and sea spread to Zhang Ruochen's fist, shaking Zhang Ruochen backwards for more than ten steps.

"God envoy, what's wrong with you? Didn't use all your strength? But I haven't used the rules of truth yet."

Wu Hao laughed heartily, then spread his arms at the same time, like an eagle spreading its wings, and rushed towards the position where Zhang Ruochen was.

The six fire snakes appeared again, a hundred times thicker than before, like six fire dragons passing through Wu Hao's body.

At the same time, the holy armor on Wu Hao also emitted a hot light, and some beast patterns appeared, amplifying his power.

Obviously, Wu Hao's holy armor must be quite extraordinary, comparable to the Hundred Saints Blood Armor.

Zhang Ruochen doesn't want to cause trouble, but he is not afraid of trouble.

He would never deliberately lose to Wu Hao in exchange for temporary peace of mind.

"Ao."

A deafening dragon roar came from Zhang Ruochen's body, and then a masculine aura that was ten thousand times more powerful than ordinary people squirted out from one hundred and forty-four acupoints.

"Dragon and Elephant God Furnace."?

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were sharp, his long hair was flying, and his body seemed to have turned into a copper furnace. A layer of green flame appeared on the surface of his skin. His whole body's strength gathered at one point and he slapped out with a palm.

"Boom."?

All the six fire snakes on Wu Hao's body were shattered, and their bodies flew backwards, landing on the ground in a little embarrassed manner, staggering backwards.

Although Zhang Ruochen did not successfully practice the eleventh palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, based on his attainments in palm techniques, he could use one of the moves at will, which was a little stronger than Wu Hao's flame shock.

If Zhang Ruochen succeeds in practicing the eleventh palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm in the future, then the power of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm is still at the top level even in the intermediate-level holy arts.

"Okay, the messenger of God finally got serious and did not disappoint me."

Wu Hao's eyes were a little cold, but there was still a smile on his face that covered his true emotions. As the holy energy in his body rotated rapidly, divine seals appeared.

Those divine seals are distributed throughout the body, including arms, legs, eyes, ears... and some divine seals are even flying out of the body, like starlight, suspended in all directions of the body.

Every starlight is a shadow of a god.

Wu Hao reached the supreme realm in the fourth realm of martial arts, and attracted four resonances among the gods. The shadows of the gods condensed into divine seals and distributed in his body.

At this moment, all the divine seals flew out.

In the palm of his hand, there are the most divine seals.

With one palm, countless divine seals flew out as well.

Zhang Ruochen became serious, and a large number of divine seals flew out from his body. He raised his arms, supported an elephant shadow and a dragon shadow respectively, and his palms came out together, and bombarded them at the same time.

Seeing this scene, a strange light flashed in Wu Hao's eyes, which secretly mobilized the rules of truth and merged with his palms.

In an instant, his palm power increased several times.

"As a matter of fact, the rules of truth have been mobilized."

Zhang Ruochen was always on guard, so the moment Wu Hao used the rules of truth, he inspired the blood armor of the Hundred Saints to cover his whole body.

At the same time, the power of the hundred saints blessing Zhang Ruochen.

"Boom."

This time, Zhang Ruochen flew backwards like a scarecrow, almost falling down from Yuanxu Peak.

The way of truth is after all, the way of eternal age. Once it is integrated into the holy art, it will be enough to greatly increase the power of the holy art.

In the same realm, only by mastering the rules of truth can we fight against that force.

It is precisely because the rules of truth are quite terrible that the quota for practicing in the Temple of Truth seems particularly precious. I don’t know how many monks want to go in and practice for a while.

"God messenger, this is the way of truth!"

Wu Hao had a smile on his lips, a little satisfied.
Chapter completed!