Ling Feiyu's eyes were quite calm and he said seriously: "The way of the true saint is the way of the rules of the holy path to transform the virtual into the true. Comparing your holy path to loose soil. The rules of the true saint's holy path are hard rocks, and the rules of the holy path in the later stage of the true saint are unbreakable essence iron. How can the soil block the essence iron?"

Zhang Ruochen fought with Feng Yinying from the early stage of the True Saint and understood the power of the True Saint, but he is different from the past. Even when facing the characters in the late stage of the True Saint, he is still fearless.

"If you can't stop it, then don't stop it."

Zhang Ruochen said this and gently placed Ale's body on the ground, then straightened his back and stared at the Holy Lord of the Mu family standing in the holy clouds.

Ling Feiyu was a little surprised and was secretly thinking about the meaning of Zhang Ruochen's words.

The Holy Lord of the Mu family no longer talked nonsense, quickly circulated the holy energy and took action directly.

The rules and holy energy of the ice sacred path surged out of his body at the same time, gathered in the palms of his hands, and condensed into a battle sword with a radiant light.

The Holy Lord of the Mu family knew very well that Zhang Ruochen's record was that this son could defeat the nine major kingdoms with one force. Therefore, the first move he made was to do his best.

"The cold light welcomes the guest sword."

"Mu Qingtian was indeed cautious and even used the holy art directly. He wanted to use one move, so he killed Zhang Ruochen without leaving him any way to survive."

...

The power fluctuations burst out from this holy technique suppressed countless monks below the semi-saint realm kneeling on the ground.

Zhang Ruochen, who was standing at the center of the holy art, was obviously under even greater pressure.

Ling Feiyu could not remain calm and wanted to take action, but was restrained by Ye Xiaoxiang.

Ye Xiaoxiang smiled: "Palace Lord Ling should believe in Zhang Ruochen. It's just three moves. What if he can handle it?"

Around the body of the Holy Lord of the Mu family, there was a sound of wind and thunder, and a word was spit out from his mouth: "Die."

With a press of his hands, the condensed holy art "Cold Light Welcoming Sword" hit downwards. Suddenly, the cold light battle sword fell down like a sword-shaped peak.

Everyone's eyes were staring at Zhang Ruochen, and they wanted to know how this successor of time and space would resist this attack.

But in an instant, the momentum on Zhang Ruochen's body underwent a huge change, and sword intents surged out of his body, condensing a sword shadow.

Then, the sword shadows gathered together and condensed into a three-meter-long holy sword.

A holy sword condensed by sword intent.

"This is……"

Ling Feiyu and Ye Xiaoxiang's faces changed slightly.

With their cultivation level, they naturally discovered that Zhang Ruochen had reached the sword saint realm at the first time.

"Wow——"? Zhang Ruochen and the three-meter-long holy sword turned into a sharp sword light, soaring into the sky, colliding with the "Cold Light Welcoming Sword".

The sword light was as powerful as a bamboo shoot, and the "Cold Light Welcoming Sword" shattered inch by inch, with a series of bursts sounded.

"I finally understand what he said. If I can't stop it, I don't need to block it, and attack directly. The Seven Great Perfection of Swords, the real realm of the Sword Saint."

A rare smile appeared on Ling Feiyu's snow-white face.

The Holy Lord of the Mu family saw the sword light approaching quickly, and his mouth twitched for a moment, recognizing that Zhang Ruochen was using Jian Qi.

The Great Perfect Sword Seven.

With the terrifying penetration power of Sword Seven, even the rules of the holy path in the later stage of the True Saint are still irresistible.

"Flame Mirror."

A black vortex appeared between the eyes of the Holy Lord of the Mu family, like a cave. In the cave, a crimson-red ancient mirror flew out.

It was a treasure from the Mu family. There were 13,000 inscriptions engraved inside the ancient mirror, reaching the level of a holy weapon with thousands of patterns.

The power of the Ten Thousand-Secret Holy Artifact is many times stronger than that of the Thousand-Secret Holy Artifact.

"Bang."

The three-zhang Holy Sword in Zhang Ruochen's hand collided with the Feiyue Mirror, causing the heaven and earth to shake violently, and energy ripples hit the earth.

Fortunately, the two holy kings Ling Feiyu and Ye Xiaoxiang dissolved the power, otherwise the aftermath of the battle would definitely cause huge casualties.

"What a powerful sword technique, just one move is to break the Cold Light Welcoming Sword."?

"Zhang Ruochen's strength is so terrifying that he actually forced the Holy Lord to use the Fierce Moon Mirror to block his sword."

"Sword Qi must be the Great Perfect Sword Qi. I'm afraid I will call Zhang Ruochen the Ruochen Sword Saint in the future."

...

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The monks of the Demon Sect could not see Zhang Ruochen and the Holy Lord of the Mu family, but could only see the blazing moon and a dazzling sword light.

How can a head of a medieval family not be surprised if he personally took action and could not suppress a young man?

The Holy Lord of the Mu family obviously felt a little embarrassed, and snorted coldly, and suddenly slapped the back of Feiyue Mirror, and the holy energy in his body squirted out.

Looking from the ground, it looks like the rays of the rays of the crimson moon, reflecting the radius of thousands of miles into crimson.

"Bang."

The three-meter-long holy sword could not withstand the power of the Feiyue Mirror and exploded into pieces.

A joy appeared on the face of the Holy Lord of the Mu family, and his other hand pressed over, controlling the Feiyue Mirror and suppressing it downwards.

Zhang Ruochen's face did not change. At the moment when the sword intent holy sword collapsed, the ancient sword of Chenyuan flew out and appeared in his hands.

"cut."

Slashed with one sword.

Suddenly, the flow of time around Zhang Ruochen and the Holy Lord of the Mu Family became extremely slow. The ancient sword that was slashed out drew a arc and cut off the hair crown above the Holy Lord of the Mu Family with a bang.

The Holy Lord of the Mu family quickly retreated back and retreated to the top of the Holy Wood Peak, and then he stabilized his steps. The long hair on his head was dispersed and he rested on his face in a mess.

The whole world was silent, and the monks of the Demon Cult were all stiff and shocked to speak.

Can one sword cut off the Holy Lord of the Mu family's hair crown? Is it still far from cutting off the head of the Holy Lord of the Mu family?

"The three moves are over, it's time for me to leave!"

Zhang Ruochen glanced coldly at the Holy Lord of the Mu family, landed on the ground, put away the ancient sword of Chenyuan, picked up Ale's body again, and used a large space shift. In an instant, he had reached three hundred miles away.

After several major moves, Zhang Ruochen left the Wuding Mountain area and disappeared between the misty world.

At this moment, the monks of the Demon Cult reacted and were all sucking cold air.

Lin Feiyu's pair of beautiful eyes also showed a look of shock and said, "So amazing, the Holy Lord of the Mu family, with such profound cultivation, will actually be defeated by Zhang Ruochen."

Lin Suxian was also a little surprised and said, "The Seven Great Swords are perfect, and he has achieved the position of Sword Saint at a young age. With his age, how can he understand the realm of swords without regrets?"

"No matter what, after today's battle, Zhang Ruochen's name may have shaken the world again." Lin Feiyu said.

Lin Suxian also nodded and said, "I am finally looking forward to the seventh day of the first lunar month next month."

Under the Holy Wood Peak, Ling Feiyu glanced at Ye Xiaoxiang and said, "It seems that Zhang Ruochen doesn't like the Lord of Ye Palace to send him off. I hope he will have a chance in the future."?

After saying that, Ling Fei turned into a sword light and flew back to the Saint Maiden Palace.

Ye Xiaoxiang clenched his ten fingers, his eyes were extremely sharp, and he snorted coldly, his figure gradually became dim and finally disappeared from the spot.

Yun Zheng knew that Zhang Ruochen was very strong, but he didn't expect that he was so powerful.

He quickly walked to the side of the Yinluan Holy Car and said, "Associate Master, you cannot let Zhang Ruochen go. This son has become the sword saint and will definitely be the enemy of our sect in the future."

Ouyang Huan's eyes also had a little solemnity. He pondered for a moment and said, "Since that's the case, you go and intercept him."

Yun Zheng's face changed and he said, "How could this saint... be his opponent..."

Ouyang Huan showed a cold smile: "It's good to know. If a sword saint wants to leave, it's not so easy to keep it. The Holy King is almost the same. However, Lord Ling made up his mind to protect him, and Lord Ye made another promise. Now we go to chase Zhang Ruochen, wouldn't we want to offend both of them at the same time?"?

Yun Zheng said: "But Zhang Ruochen is so powerful. What if he comes to make trouble on the seventh day of the month?"

Ouyang Huan said: "Zhang Ruochen is very smart. He did not forcibly break into the Holy Wood Peak, nor did he forcefully take Mu Lingxi away. So, today he was able to walk out of Wuding Mountain alive. However, next month on the seventh day of the next month, he would still dare to make trouble, which was destroying the core interests of the God Cult. How could the great figures in the sect allow such a thing to happen?"

"In other words, if he dares to climb Wuding Mountain on the seventh day of next month, he will definitely die? What if... Palace Master Ling continues to protect him?" Yun Zheng said.

"At that point, Ling Feiyu dared to force himself to stand up. Not to mention her, even the entire Ling family will suffer the disaster of extermination."

Ouyang Huan smiled gently, and a gloomy light flashed in his eyes.

The news that Zhang Ruochen broke into Wuding Mountain soon spread throughout the world, causing a huge wave in the cultivation world.

"Zhang Ruochen actually used three swords to defeat Mu Qingtian and cut off Mu Qingtian's hair crown? Really, fake? Mu Qingtian is a great old demon, and he actually capsized in the gutter?"

"Zhang Ruochen, the successor of time and space, did not die, and his cultivation level improved rapidly?"

"It is said that next month's seventh day, Zhang Ruochen will climb Wuding Mountain again and go to the Demon Cult's headquarters to grab the bride."

"So explosive? Zhang Ruochen really doesn't take action, he will definitely be shocked if he takes action."

"You guess who you are robbing, and you will be shocked."

...

The news spread very quickly. That night, the talented woman in the Holy Book in Ziwei Palace also received the news.

Looking at the jade talisman in his hand, a light smile appeared on the delicate and flawless face of the talented woman in the Holy Book: "I finally walked out of the haze, but... it is not a wise thing to go to the Moon Demon Sect to rob the bride. What is the difference between being an enemy of Qiuyu and being an enemy of the entire Kunlun Realm?"

Qiuyu is a sacred tree of Wutong. In the future, it may grow into the spiritual roots of the world in Kunlun Realm. It will never get into evil with any forces, but will have countless forces to get along with him.

Zhang Ruochen robbed Qiuyu's bride and was undoubtedly an enemy of the whole world.

The talented woman in the Holy Book pondered for a moment, then took the message light talisman and walked towards the Yuanchu Temple, preparing to tell Huang Yanchen about this matter, and she would decide.

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