In the distance, Saint Qingfeng felt his scalp numb. If it were him, if he encountered Zhang Ruochen, a fighting madman, he would probably be dead.

Yao Sheng climbed out of the ruins and spat out a mouthful of blood. "You dare to attack me. You deserve to be beaten to death. How can Zhang Ruochen be such an easy person to deal with?"

Saint Qingyi and Saint Wanxin were calm enough and were not frightened. They continued to attack, using sword techniques and finger techniques respectively.

"Five of Swords."

Saint Qingyi's strongest trump card is the Five of Swords.

At his age, there is at least half a chance that he will become a swordsman in the future. Even now, among the saints in the upper realm, Saint Qingyi rarely encounters opponents.

Saint Qingyi's body combined with the holy sword, pulling out a sword light more than ten meters long and hitting Zhang Ruochen's eyebrows.

Zhang Ruochen swatted it out with a palm and collided head-on with the holy sword.

With the Thousand Marks Sacred Artifact-level holy sword, coupled with the kendo conception of Sword Five, the power it unleashes is already at the top level among the upper-level saints, and few can withstand it.

"Boom."

Under the impact of that force, Zhang Ruochen retreated back more than a hundred feet, with half of his body sinking into the ground.

Even though he was wearing the Seven Kills Gloves and the Ten Saint Blood Armor, Zhang Ruochen's right arm was still numb from pain and suffered some injuries.

Saint Qingyi held the holy sword, looked down at Zhang Ruochen, and sneered: "Zhang Ruochen, aren't you very accomplished in the way of the sword? How could you be injured by this saint's sword?"

Zhang Ruochen said nothing, and the holy energy in his body circulated for a short while, and his right arm regained consciousness.

Then, he took out Shen Yuan's ancient sword and held the hilt with both hands.

"Wow--"

The dense sword energy appeared automatically, like ten thousand swords flying around Zhang Ruochen.

The holy sword in Saint Qingyi's hand was trembling slightly, making a low sword sound.

"The sword intent he released is so powerful."

Saint Qingyi forcibly controlled the holy sword that was about to fly out, with a look of uncertainty in his eyes.

"Sword Six."

Zhang Ruochen held Shen Yuan's ancient sword and flew up from the ground, striking at Saint Qing Yi.

Saint Qingyi had been prepared for a long time. He blocked Zhang Ruochen's attack with a horizontal sword. However, the holy sword in his hand broke with a "bang" just as it came into contact with Shen Yuan's ancient sword.

"Pfft."

With this sword, Zhang Ruochen pierced Saint Qingyi.

The sword energy was so powerful that in mid-air, the holy body of Saint Qingyi was broken into two pieces, and a large amount of holy blood was spilled.

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