Chapter 1744 - A Bloody Battle (1/2)
“Why… Why can’t we start All Lives Equal? Did Saint Monk Xumi forsake us too…?”
Gai Tianjiao’s confused gaze turned to the sky as she coughed up blood, feeling extremely upset.
Within the same cultivation level, she was fairly confident that she could defeat these Heaven Field cultivators.
However, as she was much younger, her cultivation was significantly lower than the Heaven Field foes, and she could barely fight back if All Lives Equal was not activated.
That Saint King wanted her to sink further into despair, and intentionally said, “Kunlun’s Field was abandoned a hundred thousand years ago. Only idiots like you think that Kunlun’s Field could rise again. Your ancestors are actually quite dumb too. Who else would think to fight with h.e.l.l World?”
“Who did you say is dumb?”
A cold voice exploded beside him.
Zhang Ruochen stepped into the Mirage Formation, and with a flash, he appeared before that Saint King with a cold gaze.
That angel race Saint King looked around, and confirmed that Zhang Ruochen was not a Kunlun’s Field cultivator and had barged in from outside, before shouting, “How dare you! Did you not know that Heaven Field is here? Get lost…”
Whoos.h.!.+
Zhang Ruochen was too lazy to waste time dealing with him, so he swung his blade without waiting, leaving a trail of Sword Way Xuangang.
Xuangang was much stronger than Sword Qi, and was said to be able to penetrate even the heavens.
That Saint King’s face changed and he quickly pulled out the spear that was impaled in Gai Tianjiao. Smas.h.i.+ng the spear, he hoped to block the incoming sword.
Goos.h.!.+
The Abyss Ancient Sword slashed apart that Ten-thousand Pattern Saint Weapon like a hot knife cutting through b.u.t.ter, and off that Saint King’s head went.
Seeing his body draw further and further away, that angel Saint King’s face was filled with terror.
Mustering the remaining Qi he could, he controlled his head to fly towards the center of the island while screaming, “Help! A strong enemy is–”
Whoos.h.!.+
From Zhang Ruochen’s eyes came two pillars of Divine Fire Jingmie, striking that floating head squarely.
The head exploded, turning into a rain of sparks.
Not far away, the three elven ladies who were suppressing Bu Qianfan were all taken by surprise, and their gazes turned cold as they saw Zhang Ruochen’s figure.
“Even though Heaven Field warned him, he still dared to make trouble for us.”
“You two, go and kill him.”
The two who left both had spiritual power at the peak of the 56th level. They raised their Saint Jade staffs and recited a chant. Using a Saint Spell, they a.s.saulted Zhang Ruochen.
One of them gathered the power of wind, and condensed it into a Wind Phoenix Beast. With countless wind blades hidden within the dust it blew up, it flew towards Zhang Ruochen.
The other summoned the power of fire. With over a thousand b.a.l.l.s of flames floating around her, she sent all of them flying at Zhang Ruochen like a firestorm.
Regardless of whether they were fireb.a.l.l.s or wind blades, they were all extremely dense, and could easily tear apart a Saint King. If this was in a commoner’s world, every fireball could destroy an entire city, and every wind blade could slice apart a mountain.
Zhang Ruochen remained calm, and opened the Eight-dragon Umbrella.
From the surface of the umbrella, eight golden dragons dashed out, and smashed their spells into smithereens.
Roar!
The eight dragons tackled the two elves, and their beautiful figures exploded into two blobs of b.l.o.o.d.y mists. The only things left of them were their skeletons, which flew out.
The last elvish Saint King who was still suppressing Bu Qianfan was called Yan Ni, and she had attained a spiritual level of 57. Seeing that the two ladies had been murdered cold-heartedly by Zhang Ruochen, she was absolutely furious.
The two ladies, with a spiritual level of 56, both had the potential to become spiritual Supreme Saints. To the Elf race, their deaths were a huge loss.
A pair of thin and translucent wings appeared with a blue glow.
Instantly, Saint Qi from the entire world gathered onto her Saint Wand.
The light from the Saint Wand was extremely blindly, and was filled with the power of destruction. The lake water tumbled, and from the sky, icicles fell like rain.
Zhang Ruochen ignored Yan Ni, and holding the Eight-dragon Umbrella, he walked towards Gai Tianjiao.
As the icicles fell on the umbrella, one could hear the dull sounds of clas.h.i.+ng and the sharp sounds of icicles breaking.
“Big Senior Sister Apprentice,” Zhang Rouchen called out.
Gai Tianjiao, upon seeing Zhang Ruochen’s figure, showed an expression of relief as she softly whispered with all her strength. “I… I knew… you would definitely… be back. Unfortunately… I can’t fight anymore.”
“Don’t say that. The battle has just begun.”
Zhang Ruochen took out a blue lotus seed, and by extracting the blue light, he sent it into Gai Tianjiao’s body.