If a false god meets a true god, it will ultimately be vulnerable.

"God stepped on the nine heavens."

Zhang Ruochen raised his left leg and activated the power of Yan Shen's legs with all his strength, and at the same time he used the intermediate-level holy art level leg technique.

"Boom."

After stepping forward three feet, the powerful divine power that moved mountains and seas appeared, and the space immediately shattered.

In an instant, the huge shadow of the God King burst into pieces, trying to crush Zhang Ruochen's vast power and disappeared.

"Bang."

The three Tu brothers were all hit by the hot air waves and flew backwards, then fell heavily to the ground. All of them were not free of energy and blood, and they could not lift their strength, so they almost bleed blood.

With his hands on his back, Zhang Ruochen slowly landed at the center of the martial arts field, like an emperor standing in front of the Chen, looking down on the world.

The three Tu brothers all turned their eyes to Zhang Ruochen, as if they were looking up at a war god, their hearts were filled with shock and unable to calm down.

The three brothers are famously crazy, and there are few people in the entire Northern Region battlefield who can be taken seriously by them.

They are extremely confident about their own strength, and even if they face the powerful people at the top of the Dao Realm, they are not afraid of a fight.

But just now, they experienced a crushing defeat and jointly used joint attack methods, but even Zhang Ruochen could not stop it. This undoubtedly made them feel a strong sense of frustration.

It feels like Zhang Ruochen is their nemesis. Facing Zhang Ruochen, they cannot fully demonstrate their strength.

What they couldn't accept most was that when fighting with them, Zhang Ruochen had never even used the best way of time and space.

Also, they knew that Zhang Ruochen had cultivated the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm into a high-level holy art, and he had never used it just now.

"Big brother is big brother, it's too easy to win!" Xiang Chunan laughed.

Feng Yan also breathed a sigh of relief. He was really worried that Zhang Ruochen would fall into a tough battle.

Now it seems that his worries are completely redundant.

It can only be said that he is now increasingly unable to see through this sworn brother, and the trump card he has far exceeded his expectations.

"What kind of means did Zhang Ruochen use just now? Why did he have such a powerful divine power?" Xuanyuan Likong showed a look of surprise on his face.

Although he also felt that Zhang Ruochen could defeat the three Tu brothers, he did not expect that Zhang Ruochen would win so easily, and the battle ended in the blink of an eye.

Zhen Yuan smiled and said, "It seems that there are many secrets hidden in Junior Brother Zhang that we have never known. With him joining forces with the Baihua Fairy, it will definitely surprise the dead clan."

"Let's go, there's nothing wrong here, we should make other preparations." Lu Baiming took a sip of tea and urged Baiyun to fly out of the military camp.

Zhang Ruochen's showing such strong strength undoubtedly added a lot of confidence to attack Xianji Mountain tomorrow morning.

At this moment, inside and outside the martial arts venue seemed particularly quiet. Except for Xiang Chunan cheering there, the other people watching the battle remained silent.

The three Tu brothers stood up, and at the same time walked to Zhang Ruochen.

The three of them looked a little complicated. They looked at each other, and then the three of them lowered their proud heads and bowed to Zhang Ruochen, "We are willing to accept the loss and meet the commander."

“See the commander.”

Seeing that the three Tu brothers had already surrendered, many soldiers watching the battle also reported it and saluted Zhang Ruochen.

In the world of monks, the strong are respected, and the powerful strength shown by Zhang Ruochen is worthy of their respect.

Zhang Ruochen looked around the audience, and he couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart.

If his strength is not strong enough, there will probably be no place for him to stand here, and everyone will only regard him as a joke.

Only by having strong enough strength can others be respectful to you.

Dignity, status, power, everything is based on strength.

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Sorry, when I watched the World Cup yesterday, Brazil played too urgently and didn’t score a goal in ninety minutes, so I wasted time and I had to make up for updates today.
Chapter completed!