Chapter 1470: Nine Heavens Xuan Nü

t had changed drastically, and with the metallic mask on, Lin Ningshan didn't recognize him at all. She only felt a bit familiar.Lin Nuoshang could tell that the young man was deliberately blocking th...A fierce collision ripped through the air. The spirits of the Heavenly Spear and the Colossus Axe were torn apart by a torrent of lightning, letting out two mournful cries as they retreated back into their sacred weapons.

Tian Ge and Bai Yun were both slightly startled, quickly grabbing their weapons - the Heavenly Battle Spear and the Colossal Ax - to defend against the surging torrent of lightning.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochin burst out of the torrential electric current, wielding the ancient sword Chenyuan, and launched dozens of consecutive attacks, forcing the two first-class dukes to retreat continuously. They could only defend passively and were in a very sorry state.

He said, "Lie down for me."

Zhang Ruochin held the Chen Yuan Ancient Sword in one hand. Inside the sword body, dense inscription patterns appeared, emitting a pitch-black sword glow like ink.

At the same time, chains of lightning and thunderbolts descended from the heavens, connecting with the tip of the sword.

Zhang Ruchen slashed out with his sword, cleaving the giant Axe of Bai Yunhou and the Heavenly War Halberd of Tian Gehou in two. Lightning and sword qi struck them, sending the two flying through the air before crashing heavily to the ground.

However, both Baiyun Hou and Tiange Hou possessed incredibly powerful protective treasures that managed to withstand the destructive power of the Shenyuan Ancient Sword, saving their lives.

"What kind of weapon is this How could it be so powerful"

Tian Ge's five internal organs felt as if they were shattered. A searing pain lanced through him. He lay on the ground, staring at the severed battle axe in his hand. His heart was filled with terror.

Baicun Hou's body was covered in sword wounds, blood flowing out profusely. Thankfully, his physique was incredibly strong, allowing him to still hold on.

All the other first-ranking marquises, with expressions of disbelief, had to treat this human enemy with even greater caution.

Zhang Ruochin at this moment, was simply like a war god radiating blood-red light all over his body. His aura was powerful, and his eyes looked down upon the group of Rakshasa Marquises present, saying: "Pathetic."

This statement is too arrogant, it has angered all the first-class marquises.

"You're asking for death."

"This marquis will break your hands and feet, imprison you forever, and cut off a piece of flesh from your body every day, so that you cannot survive or die."

Cheng Xuan then took out a scroll and unfurled it before Zhang Ruochin. The scroll depicted a blazing sun and a monstrous beast chained and imprisoned.

As the demonic aura surged into the scroll, a blazing sun like a furnace emerged from the painting, suspended above the temple.

Zhang Ruochin raised his head and looked at the scorching sun. He could sense the immense, violent power hidden within it. If it were to fall, even he might not be able to withstand it.

"Roar!"

A deafening roar shook the very air, causing the entire space to tremble slightly.

The beast in the scroll slowly walked out, its body towering dozens of meters high. It was bound by iron chains, and with every step it took, a sound like "whoosh whoosh" echoed through the air.

It is obvious that Cheng Xuanhou's strength is still above Bai Yunhou and Tian Gehou, he is definitely a strong one among the first-rank marquis.

The scripture's talented maiden looked at the demonic beast slowly emerging from the scroll. Her pretty face changed slightly, and she said, "Nine first-class dukes, each has the strength to challenge the Holy King. Even if you have the perfect physique, it is impossible for you to defeat them all. This matter has nothing to do with you, please leave here quickly."

"Let's leave together," Zhang Ruochin said.

The female prophet shook her head, a wry smile in her eyes. "You should understand," she said, "that I can't leave with you."

Zhang Ruochin glanced at the other captured Xuan Nü, knowing in his heart that if Shengshu Cairen chose to escape alone, she would forever struggle with the psychological trauma.

Death, truly terrifying.

It's more terrifying to want to die but be unable to die than to feel like life is worse than death.

From afar, came the voice of Cang Lan Wusheng: "Zhang Ruochin, I, Wan Canglan, have never asked anyone for anything. Today, I ask you to kill me."

"Very well, I will fulfill your wish."

Zhang Ruochen, with his hands tightly gripping the sword, unleashed a formidable sword intent. In the next instant, he and the sword merged into one, transforming into a long and brilliant sword aura that struck Canglan Martial Saint head-on.

"That's a beautiful pet the Young Master has acquired. It's not something you can kill just because you want to."

Cheng Xuankou controlled the blazing sun that hung in mid-air, directing it towards Zhang Ruochin and causing it to collide with the long sword aura.

Zhang Ruochin activated thirty talismans in succession, while still controlling the Shenyan Ancient Sword, piercing through the scorching sun and slashing at Cheng Xuanhou who was standing behind it.

Baiyun Hou, Tiange Hou, and Xie Bai Hou, the three first-rank Marquis Lords, launched attacks on Zhang Ruochin from three different directions.

"Heaven and earth reversed."

Bai Yunhou's legs stood apart like a horse stance, his two palms lifted above his head. A huge white orb condensed between them.

As the white orb spun rapidly, the very heavens within the temple seemed to whirl along with it.

"Neverending point."

Tian Ge reached out a finger and summoned the "Sharp Rule," concentrating it at his fingertips. Suddenly, a beam of energy three meters wide shot forth from his finger.

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Cheng Xuanhou, then, was the one who controlled that demonic beast and launched an attack against Zhang Ruochin.

When four elite Marquesses united, they finally managed to intercept Zhang Ruochin, forcing him to stop. Otherwise, even if he could kill the Canglan Martial Saint, he would probably die himself.

Zhang Ruochin's hand grasped at the void, wanting to mobilize spatial power, but he found that this expanse of space was actually imprisoned.

In the distance, Ling Quan Shaojun's palm held a peculiar purple stone. On the stone, rays of divine light emanated, like a purple divine mountain, suppressing the space.

"Even if you practice the ancient path, it's impossible to be invincible. There are always things in this world that can suppress your power." Lingquan Shaojun laughed.

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Zhang Ruochin's fingers drew lines in the void, and then condensed into a temporal imprint. With a flick of his finger, the temporal imprint flew out and landed on Shaojun Lingquan's body.

What is this

Even when Ling Quan Shaojun mobilized the power of the purple stone, he was unable to stop the mark of time. He hurriedly checked himself and discovered that his life essence had been greatly depleted, losing at least several decades of lifespan.

Ling Quan Shaojun's face was extremely cold, and he roared: "Be careful all of you, this person can still control the power of time."

Zhang Ruchen unleashed the second layer of power of the Hundred Saints Blood Armor. Suddenly, a hundred soul shadows of middle-stage Saint Realm cultivators appeared.

"Boom."activate spiritual energy artifacts.A spiritual master who wields a magical artifact is completely different from a spiritual master who doesn't.A Spiritual Master, using a magical artifact, can incre...