God Emperor

Latest website: Guo Haidong grinned slightly, pinched the red spear tightly with his five fingers, and said: "Zhang Ruochen, you don't take me seriously. I am the 874th strong man in the "Xuanbang" , and you are not even a Xuanbang warrior."

"Since you still want to delay, I won't be polite!"

Zhang Ruochen has left a chance for Guo Haidong, but he didn't cherish it. Now, he won't give him any chance again.

Take three steps forward in a row, each step spans seven feet, and the three steps taken together are twenty-one feet.

With a bang, when Zhang Ruochen landed on the third step, he had already rushed in front of Guo Haidong, leaving a shallow footprint on the ground.

The sword light flashed, and seven sword energies appeared in front of Guo Haidong's eyes.

Seven sword sounds rang in his ears.

Guo Haidong's expression changed again. He held the red spear in both hands and quickly turned it to resist the sword light.

"Bang bang!"

Seven consecutive collisions produced seven pieces of fire. Zhang Ruochen knocked the red spear in Guo Haidong's hand until it staggered and trembled.

The powerful force came from the spear, causing Guo Haidong's arms to go numb.

After seven impacts, the tiger's mouth between his thumb and index finger split open, a bloody seam appeared, and the red spear almost flew out of Guo Haidong's hand.

Guo Haidong retreated in embarrassment, feeling for the first time how terrifying Zhang Ruochen was. Not only was he fast, but he was also incredibly powerful.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen slashed Guo Haidong's arm with his sword. There was a flash of blood and a severed hand flew up.

"Chichi!"

The cold air from the Snow Dragon Sword escaped, and a layer of white ice crystals froze on the broken arm of Guo Haidong's right hand. The blood was frozen like red crystal agate, crystal clear.

Guo Haidong screamed, holding the red spear in his left hand, and staggered back. He was sweating from the pain, and the muscles on his face were twisted, looking very painful.

"Zhang Ruochen, if you broke my arm today, I will definitely kill your hands and feet in revenge."

Guo Haidong glared at Zhang Ruochen with a look of resentment in his eyes.

He turned around and ran away, rushing towards the depths of Chikong Secret Mansion at a speed of sixty-three meters per second.

Zhang Ruochen was faster than him. He only took nine steps to cross a mile, flew past Guo Haidong's head, and passed in front of him.

"go to hell!"

Guo Haidong took out a formation diagram engraved on the spiritual paper from his arms, opened the formation diagram, injected his true energy, and hit Zhang Ruochen.

"Boom!"

On the surface of the array, lightning inscriptions appeared one after another, emitting dazzling light, forming a circular attack array with a diameter of eight meters, wrapping Zhang Ruochen in the array.

"Haha! Zhang Ruochen, this is the formation diagram of the second-grade attack formation 'Electric Cloud Formation'. Even warriors in the early stage of the Earth's End Realm will be killed by the formation if they fall into it." Guo Haidong stood at the center of the formation. Outside, wild laughter burst from the mouth.

"It's just a second-grade attack formation. How can it trap me?"

Zhang Ruochen held the hilt of the sword with both hands, his robes bulged, his long hair flying, and a blood array with a diameter of nine meters appeared under his feet.

The blood formation is formed by the condensation of blood energy. Countless blood lines come together to form a mysterious pattern.

The blood array spun and erupted with a powerful whirlpool force, tearing apart the electric cloud array.

"puff!"

The formation diagram suspended in mid-air suddenly shattered, spontaneously combusted in the air, and burned to ashes.

All the power of thunder and lightning was squeezed out by the blood array and turned into wisps of tiny electric wires flowing in all directions.

"Your blood array... is a saint-level blood array..." Guo Haidong stared at the blood array at Zhang Ruochen's feet in shock. He decisively took out a wind wing and prepared to use the wind wing to escape.

Every warrior who has condensed the holy blood formation is very powerful in combat. Guo Haidong knows that he is no match for Zhang Ruochen. Now, the only option is to escape.

Guo Haidong had just injected a ray of true energy into the Wings of Wind. Before he could fully activate the Wings of Wind, he saw a sword light flashing past his eyes, stinging his eyes so much that it hurt.

"Pfft!"

Zhang Ruochen pierced Guo Haidong's eyebrows with his sword. Cold air surged out from the sword body, centering on his eyebrows, completely freezing Guo Haidong's head in the ice.

"Bang!"

Guo Haidong's body fell heavily to the ground.

Withdrawing the Snow Dragon Sword, there was not a drop of blood on the sword's edge, and it was still as smooth as snow jade.

"It is your own fault and you shall not live."

Zhang Ruochen picked up the Wing of Wind from Guo Haidong's hand and looked it over. It was a low-grade Wing of Wind that could be used three times.

After retracting the Wings of Wind, Zhang Ruochen retracted Guo Haidong's red spear into the inner space of the space-time crystal. It was a fifth-level true martial art treasure, worth a lot of money.

Guo Haidong was carrying a baggage on his back, which contained three bags of water, four bottles of elixirs, a poison-avoiding bead, a thunder bead, and eight spiritual crystals.

Zhang Ruochen packed up everything and planned to take inventory slowly when he got to a safe place.

Just as he stood up, Zhang Ruochen suddenly felt a cold air coming from behind him. Every muscle in his body tensed in an instant, and his body turned into a phantom and rushed five meters to the side.

"call out!"

A ray of green light flew out from where Zhang Ruochen was standing just now, drew a beautiful arc in the air, and flew back again.

Lang Xin stood under the huge stone door and pinched the cyan light that flew back.

That green light was actually a half-foot-long carved flying knife. The handle of the knife is inlaid with very smooth polished spiritual crystal beads, and the blade is cyan and very sharp.

This flying knife is a fifth-level true weapon with twenty-seven inscriptions engraved inside.

Lang Xin held the flying knife with two fingers, glanced at Guo Haidong's body, and spit out two cold words: "Trash!"

Looking at Zhang Ruochen again, Lang Xin said coldly: "It seems that everyone has underestimated you. You can kill Guo Haidong in such a short time. Your strength can definitely be among the top five in the "Xuanbang" hundreds."

Lang Xin looks about twenty years old, quite young. Her arms are longer than ordinary people, and her shoulders are wider than ordinary people. Her eyebrows are thick and black, and the bridge of her nose is straight, giving people a feeling of determination and determination.

Zhang Ruochen stared at the flying knife in Lang Xin's hand and said, "What's your rank on the "Xuan Bang"?"

"No. 580." Lang Xin said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "You still want to kill me?"

Lang Xin's eyelids raised slightly and she said: "Who made you offend Xun Guihai? The most stupid thing you did was to steal his woman. You actually didn't even bother Princess Yanchen of Qianshui County. If you dare to get involved, you are extremely courageous. Don't you know that in the inner palace of Wu City Academy, there are many extremely powerful people who need you to look up to and are pursuing her?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "Then why did you help Xun Guihai kill me?"

"Do you think I killed you just because of Xun Guihai?" Lang Xin's eyes showed a hint of coldness, he raised his head, looked at the underground world in the Chikong Secret Mansion, and said: "Now that we have entered the Chikong Secret Mansion, I There is no need to suppress the realm anymore, let’s break through to the extreme realm now!”

Lang Xin took out an elixir the size of a thumb and took it into his mouth. His body immediately made a crackling sound, and his skin all over his body turned red. A trace of true energy emitted from his body, forming a huge cloud of true energy that swept him away. The body is completely wrapped.

In order to take the intermediate ruins exploration exam, Lang Xin has been suppressing his realm at the Great Extreme Level of Xuanji Realm for four years. After entering Chikong Secret Mansion, he naturally no longer needs to suppress his realm.

Not only Lang Xin, but also Xun Guihai, Luo Shuihan, Huang Yanchen, Duanmu Xingling, Tuomuzi... all had this plan. Once you enter Chikong Secret Mansion, you will immediately break through the realm.

A moment later, Lang Xin's cultivation level broke through to the early stage of the Earthly Realm, and her combat effectiveness increased many times. With his current strength, even the top five experts in the "Xuan Bang" may not be his opponent.

"Ran away?"

Lang Xin looked around, but she could still see Zhang Ruochen's figure. He had already disappeared without a trace.

How could Zhang Ruochen not escape?

Lang Xin was originally a Xuanbang warrior. Once he broke through to the extreme realm, his strength would definitely increase several times. With Zhang Ruochen's current cultivation level, he would definitely not be his opponent.

Zhang Ruochen displayed the Wind-controlling Flying Dragon Shadow, and with each step he took, he could cover dozens of feet, reaching a speed of sixty-six meters per second.

He did not use the Wings of Wind. After all, each Wing of Wind can only be used three times. It is one less time to use it. If you can not use it, it is best not to use it.

"Zhang Ruochen, you can't escape!"

Lang Xin's voice sounded behind Zhang Ruochen, getting closer and closer.

"So fast!"

Zhang Ruochen glanced back and judged that Lang Xin's speed was almost seventy-four meters per second. Even the top ranked warrior in the "Xuanbang" was not as fast as him.

"Uh-huh!"

Lang Xin chased Zhang Ruochen within a hundred meters, waved his arm, and the green flying knife flew out from his fingers, as if it turned into a blue rainbow, and shot towards Zhang Ruochen's back.

When the cyan flying knife flew into the realm of time and space, Zhang Ruochen used the power of space distortion to forcibly change the flight path of the cyan flying knife and fly back toward the center of the wave.

Lang Xin was slightly startled and immediately dodged.

"boom!"

The flying knife hit the ground behind Lang Xin, creating a half-meter-deep pit on the ground. A large amount of smoke and dust erupted, and the green flying knife was inserted at the bottom of the pit.

The Chikong Secret Mansion is located deep underground, and the ground is covered with dark red hard rock layers. The green flying knife was able to hit a pit half a meter deep on the ground, which shows the powerful power of the knife just now.

Lang Xin stretched out his arm, and spit out a beam of true energy from his fingertips, wrapping the cyan flying knife.

The green flying knife trembled, flew up, and flew back to Lang Xin's hand.

"Zhang Ruochen is so powerful. What kind of martial arts did he perform just now?"

Lang Xin looked at Zhang Ruochen who had disappeared again, with a hesitant look in his eyes, and said to himself: "It's better to do business first. If you want to kill Zhang Ruochen, sooner or later you need a chance. According to what the president said, the strong men in the black market , all were imprisoned in the Magma Valley. As long as the strong men in our black market are released, all the students in Wushi Academy must be killed. As for those beautiful and talented female students, it is best to be able to work If you capture it and sell it on the black market, you will definitely be able to sell it for a sky-high price."

Lang Xin took out a incomplete animal skin map and found the location of the magma valley on the map. His figure flashed and disappeared into the dark miasma.

After Lang Xin left, Zhang Ruochen walked out of the space-time realm, stared at the direction in which Lang Xin left, and said to himself: "It turns out that he is a lurker in the black market!"