Chapter 1273 Bombing and Killing

Only seeing Ao Xinyan, but not Huang Yanchen, Zhang Ruochen was very worried, anxious, and full of killing intent. Therefore, without stopping at all, he rushed towards the Python King, making palm prints with his hands, and all the blood in his body was flowing out. Scattered and turned into a cloud of blood.

With one palm strike, the seven orifices in the palm were as bright as seven stars.

The palm energy turned into a hurricane, impacting the Python King's body, making its body unstable and sliding backwards.

"It's just Zhang Feng who is so tyrannical. Is Zhang Ruochen really only in the realm of a lower-level saint?"

The python king did not dare to look down on Zhang Ruochen anymore. The holy energy in his body circulated violently, rushing towards his legs and hands. Suddenly, his feet and hands turned into huge dragon claws, and red flames erupted.

Four fire clouds melted the ice, forming a lake more than ten miles long and wide, and the water was boiling.

The force of Zhang Ruochen's palm tore the fire cloud into pieces and hit the body of the Python King. Immediately, there was a sound of bone breaking, and one of the Python King's right claws was broken and hung down.

"How can you be so strong that you can't even catch one of his palms?"

The python king felt that Zhang Ruochen's power was quite terrifying. It was just a palm print, but it was like five mountains falling on him, and he couldn't resist it at all.

No longer fighting hard, the python king turned around and ran away.

"Where are you going? Stay with me." Zhang Ruochen used his space to move and took a step forward. The next moment, he appeared above the head of the Python King and pressed it down with another palm.

The Python King's expression changed, and he let out a long roar, spitting out sound waves from his mouth, which turned into layers of attacking waves. At the same time, black and yellow energy surged out of his pores, with violent wild energy, and transformed into his true body.

The body of the Python King is more than 800 meters long, with four claws, like a dragon and a snake. Its tail is curved, and it is like a flaming beam of light lashing towards Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen ignored the sonic attack and walked through the ripples. He slashed diagonally with his palm and hit the tail of the Python King, creating a wound more than ten meters long and almost cutting off the dragon's tail.

The Python King was in pain, screamed miserably, and fled at a faster speed.

"Young Master Barbarian Dragon, aren't you going to take action?" The Python King roared.

If the Barbarian Dragon Master doesn't show up again, the Python King will use his secret escape technique to escape, and he won't dare to continue fighting Zhang Ruochen alone.

"You are really useless. You were injured like this. No wonder you can't transform into a dragon further."

The Barbarian Dragon Young Lord's body was more than twenty meters high, like a giant, carrying a black battle ax and running wildly on the ice field. Each step covered a distance of hundreds of feet, and the ground shook with his steps.

The battle ax that Barbarian Young Master once had was destroyed by Qing Mo. Now this battle ax was dug out of an iceberg in the abandoned deep sea. It is of a higher grade than the previous one. It is an ancient sacred weapon with infinite power. .

Recently, Young Master Barbarian Long has also had an unexpected encounter. His cultivation has improved further than before, and his combat power is infinitely close to that of a Saint in the Earth-Through Realm.

After running to a position about ten miles away from Zhang Ruochen, Barbarian Dragon Young Lord ejected like a cannonball, holding an ax in both hands and slashing down.

In an instant, thousands of inscriptions appeared on the battle ax that was more than ten meters long, releasing thousands of lines of destructive power. Those destructive energies intertwined into a cloud.

The ax blade became extremely huge, rushing out of the clouds and striking Zhang Ruochen below.

The combat power unleashed by Young Master Barbarian Dragon was so astonishing that Ao Xinyan was very worried and called out: "Team leader, be careful..."

This piece of ice sheet made a rumbling sound and was actually sinking.

"Zhang Ruochen, you are dead! Haha!"

The python king laughed while running away.

Zhang Ruochen snorted coldly, stretched out his palm into the void, and then the sound of a sword sounded. Shen Yuan's ancient sword appeared in the palm of his hand, and he swung the sword upwards to slash upward.

A black sword shadow hundreds of meters long rose from the ground.

Between heaven and earth, thousands of sharp sword energies flew around the sword shadow.

"Boom."

The cloud formed by Qianwen's destructive power was torn apart by the sword energy, and Shen Yuan's ancient sword collided with the battle axe.

With a "pop" sound, the battle ax cracked a gap, and streams of essence surged out from the gap and rushed into the body of Shen Yuan's ancient sword.

"How can it be."

Barbarian Young Master's face changed drastically, as if he had seen the most horrifying scene in the world.

That battle ax was a very powerful ancient holy weapon. It was taken from the hand of an ancient corpse of a true saint. Originally, Young Master Manlong was planning to use it to fight in all directions, but unexpectedly, he was beaten to pieces in the first battle. ?With the current power of Shen Yuan's ancient sword, it is really not something that ordinary ancient holy weapons can stop.

"Bang."

The battle ax exploded completely, turning into metal fragments and a ball of black essence.

Shen Yuan's ancient sword absorbed all the metal fragments and black essence, emitted an even stronger sword light, and slashed at Barbarian Dragon Young Master.

The python king was frightened to a standstill, and Zhang Ruochen was so unbelievable that nothing could stop him.

Without any hesitation, the Python King used a secret technique, and the blood in his body burned, bursting out several times faster, and fled with all his strength.

Even if it is a true saint, it cannot catch up with it if it uses its secret technique.

In front of it, a space ripple appeared. Zhang Ruochen walked out of the ripples and said: "I said you can't escape, but you still try, why bother?"

Zhang Ruochen's figure flashed and landed on the top of the Python King's head. He hit seventeen palm prints downwards in succession, smashed its protective mask, and split its head into pieces.

With a "bang", the Python King fell to the ground and died.

In another direction, Young Master Manlong was slashed by the Ancient Sword of Shenyuan, leaving a bloody sword mark on his back.

"Zhang Ruochen, your fiancée should have been captured by His Majesty the Devouring Sky Demon Dragon. You dared to kill the sacred beast of Zulong Mountain. Do you know what you will face next?" Young Master Manlong said.

Zhang Ruochen said nothing, took back the Ancient Sword of Shenyuan, held it in his hand, and then, he and the sword merged into one, turning into a black light and killing Young Master Manlong.

"Hua La La."

The black light flew past, leaving a ten-foot-deep gully that extended all the way to Young Master Manlong.

"This saint is not the python king, you can't kill me."

Bright dragon characters appeared on Young Master Manlong's body, one on each scale.

Those dragon characters connected into a spell.

The dragon characters on its body were engraved by a saint king of the Barbarian Dragon clan, called "Solid Dragon Curse", which has super strong defense. Once it is activated, even a true saint will have to hit it several times to break it.

Only the royal family members of the pure-blooded dragon clan can enjoy such treatment.

Young Master Yilong also had the Dragon-Fixing Curse on his body, but unfortunately, before he could activate it, he was unexpectedly killed by Zhang Ruochen using the Time Sword Technique, and died unjustly.

"Bang."

Zhang Ruochen's sword failed to break the Dragon-Fixing Curse and was blocked.

Each of the dragon characters that made up the Dragon-Fixing Curse looked like a dragon, emitting golden light, like a layer of golden bell, making Young Master Manlong's body become golden.

"It's useless. This saint has the Dragon-Fixing Curse to protect his body. Under the True Saint, he is invincible. Only I can kill people, and no one can kill me." Young Master Manlong used all his strength and punched out, hitting the Ancient Sword of Shenyuan.

The sound of metal and stone colliding rang out, and Zhang Ruochen was shocked and flew backwards, falling several miles away.

The Barbarian Dragon Clan was famous for its strength. In the same realm, almost no race could compare with them in strength. The force of the punch he threw just now was comparable to that of some earth-clearing cultivators.

"I remember that not long ago, you were killed by a little girl and screamed. At that time, your Dragon-Fixing Curse seemed to be useless." Zhang Ruochen said.

Hearing this, the eyes of the Young Lord of the Barbarian Dragon turned red with anger.

The battle with Qing Mo was the shame of his life. He was abused so badly that he had no power to fight back.

"Is that a little girl? It is clearly a ferocious plant that has been practicing for tens of thousands of years. The silver kitchen knife in her hand is definitely a divine relic. Even the Dragon-Fixing Curse can't stop it." The Young Lord of the Barbarian Dragon roared.

"It's not difficult for me to break your Dragon-Fixing Curse." Zhang Ruochen said.

"You are so arrogant. Go to hell." The palm of the Young Lord of the Barbarian Dragon turned into a dragon claw and slapped down.

The dragon claw, wrapped in golden spells, was dozens of times larger than Zhang Ruochen's body.

Zhang Ruochen did not dodge. The sound of dragon roaring and elephant roaring sounded in his body. He slapped upward with one palm and collided with the dragon claw.

"Pah."

The glacier under his feet shattered, and his body sank under the pressure of the dragon claws.

"In terms of strength, you are still far behind." Young Master Manlong laughed.

"Break it for me."

The Pure Divine Fire surged out from Zhang Ruochen's palm, burning the golden spell. In just a moment, the golden spell turned into wisps of golden dragon energy and dissipated.

"This is impossible... What kind of fire is this? How can it be more terrifying than the Fire of the Dragon?"

Young Master Manlong's dragon claws touched the Pure Divine Dragon, and he couldn't resist it at all. The claws burned and turned into ashes.

Young Master Manlong was very decisive and cut off his arm to prevent the blue flame from spreading all over his body.

Afterwards, he activated the secret technique of escape and fled far away.

"Can't get away!"

Zhang Ruochen blocked Young Master Manlong's way, swung his sword and chopped him to the ground, leaving a long blood mark on his abdomen, almost splitting his body in half.

"Don't kill me. Your fiancée may have been captured by the Devouring Sky Demon Dragon. Leaving me alive can be a bargaining chip for you to negotiate with it."

The Young Master of the Barbarian Dragon knew that he could not escape, so he begged for mercy.

"I don't need bargaining chips." Zhang Ruochen said.

"Then we will die together. We will all die here."

The Young Master of the Barbarian Dragon's expression became ferocious. He activated the dragon ball in his sea of ​​qi, wanting to self-destruct and kill Zhang Ruochen here.

How could Zhang Ruochen give it a chance?

"Puff."

The Ancient Sword of the Deep Abyss fell from the sky and pierced into the body of the Young Master of the Barbarian Dragon, nailing it to the ice field. At the same time, it also penetrated its sea of ​​qi, leaving it no chance to self-destruct.

Zhang Ruochen dug out the dragon ball in the body of the Young Master of the Barbarian Dragon and the dragon ball in the body of the Python Flood Dragon King at the fastest speed. Then, he rushed to Ao Xinyan's side and asked, "Yanchen, Qingmo, Xiaohei, where are they? Take me to find them immediately."