In spite of his fear, Nie Wenlong bit the bullet and mobilized his Genuine Qi . He displayed the Hundred Toxins Palm again .
"Boom!"
Zhang Ruochen broke the Hundred Toxins Palm with one palm .
"Poof!"
Nie Wenlong spat out a mouthful of blood .
He fell to the ground .
With a bang, he dropped to the bottom of the 100-meter cliff, forming a human-shaped pit . His body was covered by mudstone; no one knew whether he was alive or not .
"Swoosh!"
Zhang Ruochen lowered to the ground and walked towards the large hole .
Without the protection of a Celestial Bodyshield, even a warrior at the Completion of the Heaven Realm would die after a 100-meter drop .
However, Nie Wenlong had experienced numerous life-or-death battles in the Battlefield of the Primitive World . Most of the time, he managed to kill stronger enemies in unfavorable situations .
In terms of reaction speed, many warriors at the same Realm were incomparable to him .
Just as he was about to touch down, he had injected Genuine Qi into his amulet treasure, to ward off the impact of the fall .
Nie Wenlong remained where he had fallen, not moving, waiting for opportunity to strike .
When Zhang Ruochen approached, he would kill him .
What he didn't know was that Zhang Ruochen had seen through his scheme with his strong spiritual power .
Zhang Ruochen walked beside the pit . His face expressed that he was defenseless, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned .
"Swoosh!"
Nie Wenlong suddenly charged out from the ground . Holding a black poison needle, he stabbed into Zhang Ruochen's eyebrows .
"Go to hell!" he roared .
The black poison needle was made from hundreds of highly toxic poisons . He had refined this original treasure through the practice of A Hundred Toxins Palm .
If the needle pierced the skin, the poison would enter into the bloodstream . Even superiors at the First Change of the Fish-dragon Realm would fail to escape from death .
Only "Skin Refining to Gold" cultivators at the Second Change of the Fish-dragon Realm could resist the attack of a poison needle .
Nie Wenlong seemed to act quickly, but Zhang Ruochen reacted even faster . He was ready .
Zhang Ruochen struck Nie Wenlong in the chest, slamming his ribs .
His lungs and heart turned into blood mud . Blood began to seep through his clothes .
"How . . . How . . . could it . . . possible . . . "
Nie Wenlong was trembling from head to toe, his eyes open wide in shock . He had never thought that he would be killed by a junior .
Zhang Ruochen walked towards him leisurely . "You haven't practiced the Treasure Body of Wood Spirit to completion . If it was perfect it, it couldn't be broken by the palm power I just exerted . "
Zhang Ruochen squatted down and took out Nie Wenlong's black poison needle . He observed it carefully, nodding his head . "This should be effective enough to defeat superiors at the First Change of the Fish-dragon Realm . It's really a treasure . "
He put the needle away, figuring that even if it was useless to him, he could sell it and get a good price .
"Awful . "
Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen's pupils shrank . He quickly turned and activated the Dragon Pearl's defensive force, forming a golden defensive cover .
"Whew!"
A mass of purple supernatural power condensed into a spear was flying towards him from far away . It hit his golden defensive cover .
The golden defensive cover generated a circle of ripples and flew away . It hit the cliff .
"Boom!"
A large number of boulders collapsed, burying Zhang Ruochen underneath .
Master Shenhai flew to the top of a pine tree, as if walking through the clouds . He gazed out over the cliff . He did not get close but rather stayed in the distance .
"Was he killed in one blow?"
Master Shenhai had wanted to rescue Nie Wenlong . However, he had been defeated too quickly .
Master Shenhai was now aware of Zhang Rouchen's powerful strength . He no longer looked down upon him . He did not get close; he planned to attack from a distance .
"Boom!"
The scattered stones were broken into fine powders .
Zhang Ruochen walked out from the dust, unscathed, just a little embarrassed .
He glared at Master Shenhai in the distance . "Your cultivation is much stronger than that of the other three masters from the Evil Wood Palace . "
"Humph! Zhang Ruochen, you destroyed the Evil Wood Palace millennium foundation and killed my disciples . I'll smash you to pieces!" Master Shenhai shouted .
"I have nothing to say . Let's see your true power . "
Zhang Ruochen took out the Violet Thunder Sword . He moved his feet to the left and right separately, lifted his arms, and placed the sword horizontally, forming an opening posture .
Master Shenhai shook his head . In a cynical tone he said, "Your sword can't hurt me, Zhang Ruochen . "
"Don't be so sure . "
Zhang Ruochen displayed the Shadow of the Royal Wind Dragon and rushed out .
"King of Treemen . "
Master Shenhai mobilized his supernatural power to the Bone Stave . As he waved his arms, wisps of cyan Spiritual Qi of wood nature gathered together . It formed a ball of light, then condensed into vines, leaves, branches, and finally a 30-meter-high Treeman . It launched its attack .
The Treeman King's power was comparable to that of cultivators at the Second Change of the Fish-dragon Realm . Just one swipe forced Zhang Ruochen to retreat .
Even if he mobilized the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth with his Martial Soul, his power was still inferior .
"Ten-thousand-feet Prairie Fire . "
Zhang Ruochen released his Genuine Qi, triggering a vision of heaven and earth . The Spiritual Qi gathered within the 3300-meter surrounding area and formed into a large sea of raging fire .
Zhang Ruochen put his hands together, mobilizing the flame into a blazing python . It wound its way towards the huge Treeman .
But the Treeman appeared not to fear the flame at all . It moved forward and punched Zhang Ruochen in the head again .
Master Shenhai laughed . "The Treeman King is made from the original power of wood nature . A common flame can do nothing to it . "
"Even if you had a cultivation at the Third Change of the Fish-dragon Realm, you couldn't defeat it . Unless you had Source of Spiritual Fire from the Temple of Holy Fire and refined it . "
"Zhang Ruochen, you can't even reach my sleeves . How can you expect to fight with me?"
Zhang Ruochen remained silent . He thrust his feet against the ground and bounced up above of the Treeman's head . He infused Genuine Qi into the Violet Thunder Sword and swung it .
"WOOSH!"
Dozens of vines protruded from the Treeman . They wrapped around his arm .
Zhang Ruochen had not finished his sword move . He felt a great gust of power and was thrown back .
BANG! He fell to the ground more than 30 meters away . He slipped back another 30 meters from the impact .
The treeman raised his hands to attack Zhang Ruochen again before he gave a sigh of relief .
Zhang Ruochen hit the ground with his left hand . He turned over and flew up, allowing him to escape the attack .
"Boom!"
The Treeman thudded to the ground, leaving two giant holes . The rock was crushed into powder .
Treeman? No, an absolute iron giant .
"Master Shenhai, do you really think I can't hurt you just because the Treeman is blocking me?" Zhang Ruochen asked, dodging the Treeman's attack .
Zhang Ruochen drew out a White Jade Hairpin . He injected Genuine Qi into it and the Jade Hairpin immediately turned into a white Holy Sword .
"Soul-breaking Windwhisper . "
Zhang Ruochen mobilized all his Genuine Qi . He slashed and chopped at the Treeman . The Treeman was hacked into two pieces . It's upper body flew back .
The Treeman was reduced to wisps of fog .
. . .
Master Shenhai stared at the scene before him in disbelief .
"Sword Defending Technique!"
Zhang Ruochen didn't give Master Shenhai an opportunity to react . Holding the Holy Sword in one hand, and the Violet Thunder Sword in the other, he stabbed Master Shenhai from a distance by wielding Sword Defending Technique .
"Swoosh!"
The Violet Thunder Sword gave off a dazzling light as it sped toward Master Shenhai at a speed faster than sound .
Master Shenhai waved the Bone Stave to exert supernatural power, stopping the sword .
The Violet Thunder Sword flew back quickly, whamming, cutting, slicing and chopping; it kept Master Shenhai busy .
Before Master Shenhai could stand steady, Zhang Ruochen had reached him with the Holy Sword in hand . He slashed at him with a long Sword Breath .
Master Shenhai made a quick evasion .
He managed to avoid the Holy Sword, but not the Violet Thunder Sword .
"Crash!"
The Violet Thunder Sword pierced his robe and stabbed him in the back with a crash .
Master Shenhai had not only finished practicing the Treasure Body of Wood Spirit, he had also reached Skin Refining to Gold . Even the Violet Thunder Sword, a tenth level Genuine Martial Arms couldn't break through his defense .
Master Shenhai snorted derisively . He wielded his Bone Stave to hit Zhang Ruochen's right shoulder .
Zhang Ruochen waved his Holy Sword to meet it .
"Boom!"
Zhang Ruochen was repelled again . His arm that held the Holy Sword was spilling a stream of blood .
The Dragon Scales on his arm had totally cracked, scarlet blood and flesh came out .
Master Shenhai snorted . "Even if you can boast the same power as cultivators of the Fish-dragon Realm, you're still a mortal . "
Master Shenhai had often talked with Nie Wenlong about Martial Arts . He knew that he was in the Fish-dragon Realm .
He also knew a warrior from Kunlun's Field who could practice his soul into a Martial Soul .
Zhang Ruochen had a stronger Martial Soul, however, Master Shenhai hadn't fought with Zhang Ruochen in that way . Instead, he had kept his Martial Soul inside his body and exercised supernatural power to protect it .
So it was far beyond the range of possibility for Zhang Ruochen to kill Master Shenhai using Martial Soul .Please download our sponsor's game to support us!
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