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Latest website: Nie Wenlong was very frightened in his heart, but he still gritted his teeth, mobilized his true energy, and fired the Hundred Poison Divine Palm again, hitting his head with both palms at the same time to resist Zhang Ruochen's palm print.

"Boom."

Zhang Ruochen fell with a palm, defeating the Hundred Poison Divine Palm, and landed on Nie Wenlong.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood spit out from Nie Wenlong's mouth.

His body fell to the ground at an extremely fast speed.

With a bang, Nie Wenlong fell heavily to the bottom of a hundred-meter-high cliff, creating a large human-shaped pit. Mud and rocks submerged his body. He didn't know whether he was alive or dead?

"Wow!"

Zhang Ruochen fell to the ground and walked towards the big pit.

Without the protection of the body-protecting Tiangang, even a perfect warrior in the Heavenly Realm would die if he fell from a height of a hundred meters.

However, Nie Wenlong had experienced countless life-and-death battles on the battlefield of the Xu Realm. Many times, he was even able to kill enemies stronger than him in environments that were not conducive to him.

Therefore, his reaction speed is far beyond what other warriors of the same realm can compare with.

At the moment when he was about to fall to the ground, he injected his true energy into the protective treasure to help him withstand the impact of the fall.

Nie Wenlong was still lying in the pit, motionless, waiting for an opportunity.

As long as Zhang Ruochen approaches, he will give Zhang Ruochen a fatal blow and fight back.

Little did he know that with Zhang Ruochen's powerful mental power, he had already seen through the truth.

The corner of Zhang Ruochen's mouth showed a slight arc, and he walked next to the big pit with an unprepared look.

"Uh-huh!"

Nie Wenlong, who seemed to be dead, suddenly rushed out from the ground, holding a black poisonous needle in his hand, and stabbed Zhang Ruochen between his eyebrows.

"Go to hell!" Nie Wenlong roared.

The black poison needle is condensed from hundreds of poisons. It is an original treasure refined by Nie Wenlong through his practice of the Hundred Poison Divine Palm.

As long as the skin is punctured by the poisonous needle, the poison will enter the blood. Even a strong person who has transformed into a fish-dragon for the first time will not be able to escape death.

Only monks who have transformed skin into gold through the second transformation of fish and dragon can block the attack of poisonous needles with their skin.

Nie Wenlong's shooting speed seemed to be very fast, but Zhang Ruochen was prepared for it and his shooting speed was faster than him.

Zhang Ruochen slapped his palm out and hit Nie Wenlong's chest, causing his ribs to collapse and form a five-finger dent.

The lungs and heart in the chest turned into bloody mud under the impact of the palm force, and blood continued to seep out of the clothes.

"How...how...can...can..."

Nie Wenlong trembled all over and his eyes widened. He never expected to die in the hands of a junior like Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen walked over casually and said, "Your cultivation of the Wood Spirit Treasure Body is not perfect enough. A truly perfect Wood Spirit Treasure Body cannot be broken by the power of the palm I just used."

Zhang Ruochen knelt down and took the black poisonous needle from Nie Wenlong's hand, observed it carefully, nodded, and said: "The needle formed by the condensed poisonous blood essence should be enough to deal with the strong man in the first transformation of the fish and dragon. A treasure."

Put the black poisonous needle away so that it can be sold if it is no longer needed. It should be sold at a good price.

"not good."

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen's pupils shrank and he immediately turned around, stimulating the dragon ball's defensive power to form a golden defensive shield.

"call out!"

A ball of purple mana condensed into a spear, flew from the distant horizon, and suddenly hit the golden defensive cover.

The golden defensive cover sent out ripples like waves, flew out under the attack of the spear, and hit the cliff.

"Boom!"

A large piece of cliff collapsed, burying Zhang Ruochen underneath.

The King of Divine Bones controlled the aura of the wood attribute, as if he was stepping on a blue auspicious cloud, flying to the top of an iron-leaf pine tree, and looking in the direction of the cliff. He still kept a far distance away and did not get closer.

"Could it be that he was killed with just one blow?"

The King of Divine Bones saw Zhang Ruochen kill Nie Wenlong with his own eyes. He originally wanted to rescue him, but was too late. He could only blame Nie Wenlong for being defeated too quickly.

It was precisely after witnessing Zhang Ruochen's powerful strength that the King of Divine Bones became a little jealous. He put aside his contempt and did not get close to Zhang Ruochen, intending to attack from a distance.

"boom!"

The rocks exploded and turned into powder.

Zhang Ruochen walked out of the mud unscathed, but looked a little embarrassed.

He looked at the Divine Bone Dharma King in the distance, "As expected of the second transformation of the fish and dragon, he is not even a bit more powerful than the other three kings of the evil wood palace."

"Hmph! Zhang Ruochen, you have ruined the thousand-year foundation of Xiemu Palace and killed the disciples in my palace. I will make you die until not even a scum is left." The King of Divine Bones said harshly.

"There's nothing to say. I'll show you the real skills."

Zhang Ruochen took out the Purple Thunder Sword, moved his steps to the left and right, raised his arm, pointed across the sword, and made a starting gesture.

The King of Divine Bones shook his head and smiled sarcastically, "Zhang Ruochen, your sword cannot hit me."

"Not always."

Zhang Ruochen used the wind-controlling flying dragon shadow technique and rushed out quickly.

"King of Treemen."

The King of Divine Bones mobilized his magic power, injected it into the bone staff in his hand, and waved his arm. Wisps of blue wood-attribute spiritual energy gathered together, forming a ball of light, condensing vines, branches, leaves, and wooden pillars, and finally transformed into a huge nine-foot-tall tree man, attacking Zhang Ruochen.

The tree-man king's power was comparable to that of a monk in the second transformation of a fish-dragon. He punched Zhang Ruochen and knocked him back.

Even if he used his martial soul to mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, Zhang Ruochen's power was still weaker than that of the monks who had transformed into the second fish-dragon transformation.

"A prairie fire spread across thousands of feet."

Zhang Ruochen released the true energy in his body, causing strange phenomena in the world. The spiritual energy within a thousand feet in radius was transformed into flames, forming a huge sea of ​​fire.

Zhang Ruochen put his hands together, mobilized the flames, and gathered them into a flame python, wrapping around the huge tree man.

The tree man didn't seem to be afraid of the flames at all. He strode forward and punched Zhang Ruochen on the head again.

The King of Divine Bones laughed loudly and said: "The King of Tree People is condensed from the original wood-attribute power. Ordinary flames cannot do anything to it."

"Unless you can get the source of the holy fire from the Holy Fire Palace, you can burn it. Otherwise, even if you have the cultivation level of the third fish-dragon transformation, you will not be able to defeat it."

"Zhang Ruochen, you can't even touch my sleeves, and you still want to fight me?"

Zhang Ruochen said nothing, kicked off his feet, ejected from the ground, landed on top of the tree man's head, poured his true energy into the Purple Thunder Sword, and slashed it down.

"Swish."

Dozens of vines rushed out from the tree man's body and wrapped around Zhang Ruochen's arm.

Before Zhang Ruochen could slash his sword, he felt a strong force coming from him and threw him away.

With a bang, Zhang Ruochen fell more than ten feet away. Under the impact of the impact, he slid back another ten feet before the force was completely released.

Before Zhang Ruochen could breathe a sigh of relief, the tree man raised his hands and attacked again.

Zhang Ruochen struck the ground with his left hand and flew up, dodging the tree man's attack.

"boom!"

The tree man's fist hit the ground, leaving two huge craters that were not broken even by the rocks.

This is not a tree man, it is simply a huge iron man.

"Dharma King Divine Bones, do you really think that I can't attack you if the tree people are blocking you?" Zhang Ruochen said while dodging the tree people's attacks.

Zhang Ruochen took out a white jade hairpin from his sleeve and poured his true energy into it. The white jade hairpin immediately turned into a white holy sword.

"Broken soul listens to the wind."

Zhang Ruochen mobilized all his true energy and slashed out with his sword, slashing in front of the tree man. The tree man was broken into two pieces and his upper body flew out.

The tree man immediately turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared.

"What? What level of warrior is he holding? Even the staff left by the ancestor is not so powerful."

The King of Divine Bones looked at this scene in disbelief.

"Kingsword!"

Zhang Ruochen no longer gave the Divine Skeleton King a chance to take action. He held the holy sword in one hand and struck out the Purple Thunder Sword with the other hand. He used sword control to stab the Divine Skeleton King in the distance.

"Uh-huh!"

The Purple Thunder Sword emits dazzling electric light and rushes in front of the Divine Skeleton King at a speed exceeding the speed of sound.

The King of Divine Bones waved the Bone Staff and fired a burst of magic power, knocking the Purple Thunder Sword away.

However, the Purple Thunder Sword immediately flew back and launched another attack, either stabbing, cutting, chopping, or picking, beating the King of Divine Bones into a panic.

Just when the King of Divine Bones was steadying his steps, Zhang Ruochen rushed in front of him with the holy sword, dragged out a long sword energy, and slashed at him.

The King of Divine Bones knew how powerful the holy sword was, so he did not dare to take it hard and immediately dodged.

He avoided the Holy Sword, but he couldn't avoid the Purple Thunder Sword.

"Bang!"

The purple thunder sword pierced his mage robe and hit his back, making a sound of metal collision.

The King of Divine Bones not only cultivated into a wood spirit treasure body, but also achieved the second transformation of fish and dragon, "refining skin into gold". Even the Purple Thunder Sword, a tenth-level true weapon, could not break through his defense.

The King of Divine Bones snorted coldly, swung the bone staff, swept it across, and hit Zhang Ruochen's right shoulder.

At the same time, Zhang Ruochen waved his holy sword and attacked.

"boom!"

Zhang Ruochen was pushed back again, and streams of blood spilled from the arm holding the holy sword.

The dragon scales on his arms were completely cracked, and crimson flesh could be seen.

The King of Divine Bones snorted coldly and said: "Even if your martial soul is powerful, you can mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for your own use, giving you the strength to fight against the fish and dragon realm monks. But your body is only a mortal body after all. When you meet a truly strong person, you simply cannot withstand the impact of powerful force."

The King of Divine Bones had exchanged martial arts with Nie Wenlong, so he knew that the Fish-Dragon Realm was the same realm as the Mage King.

At the same time, he also knew that warriors in the Kunlun world could cultivate their souls into martial spirits.

Although Zhang Ruochen's martial soul was more powerful than the martial soul of the Divine Bone Dharma King, the Divine Bone Dharma King did not compete with Zhang Ruochen in martial arts at all. Instead, he kept the martial soul in his body and protected it with his magic power.

Therefore, it is simply impossible for Zhang Ruochen to kill the Dharma King of Divine Bones through his martial soul.

(Xiaoyu’s WeChat public account: feitianyu5)