In the battle circle where the merit book wall is located, Mo Yin suppressed the two first-class marquis with his own strength, and also seriously injured one of the first-class marquis.

However, the two first-class marquis were also very strong, forcing Mo Yin to not be able to take away the wall of merit.

Zhang Ruochen's speed was extremely fast, and he rushed to the vicinity of the wall of merit books, and created a piece of pure destruction divine fire in the palm of his hand.

The magic fire of Jingmiao condensed into a fire cloud.

One of the first-class marquis guarding the wall of merit book saw the green fire cloud covering him, his eyes became a little surprised. How did those first-class marquis just now be burned to death? It is still vivid in his mind. How could he not be afraid?

The burly first-class marquis quickly dodged to the side.

"Swish."? A black sword light came towards him, piercing the eyebrows of the first-class marquis. In an instant, most of the head became shattered.

The next moment, Zhang Ruochen stepped on his shoulder, jumped and landed on the top of the wall of merit book.

"Plop."

The body of the first-class marquis fell into the cold sea of ​​dark winter, splashing large waves, not knowing whether it was death or life.

When the eight first-time marquis Cheng Xuan, Xian Hun and eight first-time marquis arrived, they happened to see this scene.

"Juqinghou."

Qianyu Hou shouted loudly, then mobilized thousands of feathers, turned into a long river of feathers, rushed into the sea of ​​Nether Binghan, hoping to use the power of feathers to rescue Juqing Hou who fell into the sea.

Although Ju Qinghou's head was broken half by Zhang Ruochen, Qianyu Hou knew that Ju Qinghou's Qihai was not in the head and should not have died.

Zhang Ruochen swung his arm, and a golden light flew out of his hand.

That is, Buddha's relics.

"Bang bang."

Pieces of feathers were crushed by relics and turned into powder.

"Be careful, Zhang Ruochen used Juqinghou as bait to lead us to rescue and thus kill us."

Several other first-class marquises made holy weapons and collided with the Buddha's relics. They made the relics fly backwards, resolving the crisis encountered by Qianyu Marquis.

Zhang Ruochen took back the relics of the Buddha, held them in his palm, and glanced at the nine first-class marquises on the sea, with a look of contempt in his eyes.

"Wow—"

The magic sound turned into a fragrant wind, flew over, landed beside Zhang Ruochen, staring at them with a smile.

On the surface, they seemed to be surrounded and fell into the state of death, but the nine first-class marquises who surrounded them looked even more solemn, as if they were facing a great enemy.

There is no way. Zhang Ruochen has killed four first-class marquis in a row, and one first-class marquis fell into the sea, and his life and death are unknown. Who can not be afraid of such a record?

A mere person who confronted nearly ten first-class marquis was like entering and leaving a world of no one, and no one could even get a corner of his clothes. Even if he had such strength, no one would believe it.

At first, the first-class marquis thought they had the absolute advantage and could crush Zhang Ruochen. After the real fight, they realized that this enemy was much terrifying than they thought.

In the distance, when Young Master Ling Quan saw this situation, he was so angry that he was about to explode and cursed: "It's all a group of wastes. Even a true saint of a human race can't be dealt with. Instead, he was suppressed and beaten by the other party. Are you worthy of the title of first-class marquis?"

Young Master Ling Quan wanted to rush over to deal with Zhang Ruochen himself, but was intercepted by the Nine Nether Sword Saint.

The old man of the human race actually broke through the realm in the battle and became the holy king.

"Walk."

Young Master Ling Quan gave an order, then rushed to the top of the Xuanwu Shell, controlled the Xuanwu Shell, and rushed towards the direction of the Phoenix Nest.

The nine first-class marquis also realized that the Nine Nether Sword Saint who broke through to the realm of the Holy King was so powerful that they were not able to compete with them at all. So they rushed to the Xuanwu Shell and went to seize the Phoenix Nest with Ling Quan Shaojun.

"I didn't even take back the Purple Mountain, and I just ran away?"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head gently, but after glanced in the direction of the Nine Nether Sword Saint, he felt a bad premonition in his heart. Then, Zhang Ruochen and Mo Yin controlled the wall of merit book and rushed towards the direction of the Phoenix Nest.

"Zhang Ruochen, leave a wall of merit books."
Chapter completed!