Chapter 1688 - You Really Are Zhang Ruochen (1/2)

Chapter 1688: You Really Are Zhang Ruochen

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

Bang

An explosion occurred as the sword clashed with the pal was knocked back

Yuwen Jing used a soft pal and cushi+oned the blow and said, “The opponent has a Saint King level assassin puppet He is not a siht Do you need my help?”

“No”

The sharp teeth in histhrough to third-step Saint King, I have yet to get accustomed to my power With the help of this battle, I can test the extent of , back, youyou are a Heavenly King Killer fro Ruochen stood upright with his sword held horizontally before him, and said, “If you can withstand ten hits from me, I will tell you my real name”

“You are really cocky To tell you the truth, I only used 50 of th just now If I do

Zhang Ruochen replied, “Really? But I only used 30 of norant fool” There were thousands of words that gloith saintly light on Blue Fang’s golden holy armor The aura of the whole person beca Palht palm

All of a sudden, the whole Tao Garden was filled with the crackling sounds of fla was a mid-level saint spell for the palh the palm seal hadn’t been established, the fla Ruochen

Zhang Ruochen didn’t intend to use the power of tienius with just his Sword Way

At the sareatly increased strength within his body

Zhang Ruochen raised the sword over his head, and the powerful sword intent carams’ mark appeared at his feet Within the area, sword Qi ran raht, Heaven Sword”

The Holy Qi in the surroundings converged to the eight trigra, which condensed on the heavy sword in Zhang Ruochen’s hand

Whoosh!+

Xuangang was unbreakable

With a flick of the heavy sword, he broke the pal in a huge explosion

Seeing Zhang Ruochen condensing the Sword Way Xuangang, Blue Fang knew that the opponent was more powerful than he’d expected, so he pushed hiainst the bloever, even so, the falling of the heavy sword still made his arm numb and he fell back

His fist set was a Ten-thousand-pattern Saint Weapon, which blocked the Sword Way Xuangang and was not shattered by the force

Zhang Ruochen’s sword skills had reached the level of rams under his feet rotated, and the second sword attacked “Earth Sword”

This was a piercing technique, and it ’s forehead

Since Zhang Ruochen used sword eight, the sword ht Records of the Saint Sword by Sword Saint Xuanji He divided Sword Eight into eight trigraht and Sword Way Xuangang Instead of flying head on, he used a body technique saint spell, the Flying Shadow of the Fire Peng, which included rules of speed, flying, fire, and lightning

Whoosh!+

On the back of Blue Fang, a pair of flas appeared With a flash, he disappeared and re-appeared behind Zhang Ruochen

The speed was like teleportation

Zhang Ruochen’s sas a little slower, only hitting the silhouette of Blue Fang

“Mid-level Saint spell of the physical technique” Zhang Ruochen felt it was a little inconceivable

It was not easy to master a mid-level saint spell

It was more difficult if it was a physical technique

Moreover, the physical technique used by Blue Fang integrated many kinds of rules It was obvious that the spell used was not an ordinary Mid-level Saint Spell and was pretty advanced even ae difference

“Hehehe”

Blue Fang stood three feet froain, he sped up to a shocking speed, and he used the Void-Srated with the rules of the Saintly Way, but was also iave him four times his usual pal in the Way of Truth were far beyond Zhang Ruochen’s

At this stage, Zhang Ruochen could only boost the Saint Spells to be twice as powerful

Zhang Ruochen had never practiced any physical techniques of the Mid-level Saint Spell, thus his speed was not as fast as that of Blue Fang, but his nerve reaction speed was extre appeared, he attacked with a backhanded stroke of his sword “Thunder Sword”

For this attack, Zhang Ruochen also used rate into the sword technique, while the Sword Way Xuangang condensed into layers of waves and collided with the attack fro collided with the Pal’s attack was reduced

When all Sword Way Xuangang had been s Ruochen’s heavy sword finally collided with the pale of the sword swept on the wrist of Blue Fang, with sparks flying everywhere from the friction

With that carefully placed technique, Blue Fang’s fist was diverted from its course, but now the tip of the sword pointed at Blue Fang’s forehead again

Blue Fang’s face changed, and he used his physical technique again The figure of the Fire Peng dashed into the distance