"Sword Five."

The strongest trump card of the Saint Qingyi is Jian Wu.

With his age, he will have at least half the probability of practicing to become a sword saint in the future. Even now, among the saints of the upper realm, the saints of Qingyi rarely encounter opponents.

The body of the Qingyi Saint was combined with the holy sword, and dragged out a sword light that was more than ten meters long and hit Zhang Ruochen's eyebrows.

Zhang Ruochen slapped out with a palm and collided head-on with the Holy Sword.

With the holy sword at the level of Thousand-patterned holy weapon and the sword art of Sword Five, the power burst out is already considered to be the top level among the saints in the upper realm, and few people can resist it.

"Rumbling."

Under the impact of that force, Zhang Ruochen regressed backwards, retreating more than a hundred feet away, and half of his body sank into the ground.

Even though he was wearing the Seven Killing Fist Gloves and the Ten Saints Blood Armor, Zhang Ruochen's right arm was still numb and suffered some injuries.

The Qingyi Saint held the holy sword in his hand, looked down at Zhang Ruochen below, and sneered: "Zhang Ruochen, aren't your attainment in swordsmanship very high? How could he be injured under the sword of this Saint?"

Zhang Ruochen said nothing, and the holy energy in his body circulated a small circle, and his right arm regained consciousness.

Then, he took out the ancient sword of Chenyuan and pinched the hilt of the sword with both hands.

"Crazy--"

The dense sword energy was automatically presented, just like the ten thousand swords facing the sect, flying around Zhang Ruochen.

The holy sword in the hand of the Saint Qingyi was trembling slightly, and a low sound of sword sound was made.

"The sword intent he released was so powerful."

The Qingyi Saint forcibly controlled the holy sword that wanted to fly out, and there was a look of surprise and doubt in his eyes.

"Sword Six."

Zhang Ruochen held the ancient sword of Shenyuan in his hand and flew up from the ground and hit the Qingyi Saint.

The Saint Qingyi had already been prepared and wanted to block Zhang Ruochen's attack with a horizontal sword. However, the holy sword in his hand had just come into contact with the ancient Chenyuan sword and broke with a "bang".

"Puff."

In this sword, Zhang Ruochen stabbed the Qingyi Saint to the point of being penetrated.

The sword energy was too fierce. In the air, the sacred body of the Qingyi Saint was broken into two pieces, sprinkling a large piece of holy blood.

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