Although Zhang Ruochen has not yet become a sword master, a sword thrust with all his strength has created a similar momentum.

"Bang."

Shen Yuan's ancient sword was as powerful as a broken bamboo, cutting through the sky and piercing the light of the Blood God.

The Death Knight was also a little frightened. With his cultivation level, he was not afraid of Zhang Ruochen. However, Zhang Ruochen's sword was so stunning that he couldn't help but choose to retreat instead of forcefully engaging him.

However, after the Death Knight retreated, the Saint of Yashe was exposed.

Zhang Ruochen's sword went straight towards the Yashe Saint.

The water waves in front of Saint Yashe had already risen to a height of more than a hundred feet, and dense electric lights intertwined on the water waves. Seeing Zhang Ruochen rushing towards him, Saint Yashe showed no fear and laughed: "Well done.

.”

The old palms of Saint Yashe pushed forward and created waves of water, trying to swallow Zhang Ruochen inside.

"Wow!"

Then, Zhang Ruochen broke through the water waves and struck Saint Yashe in the chest with his sword.

"impossible……"

Until the moment of his death, Saint Yashe still couldn't believe that Zhang Ruochen could break through the mental attack he unleashed with all his strength.

"Stab it."

The physical body of Saint Yashe was so fragile. Facing the fierce sword energy, his body fell apart in an instant.

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(One more chapter, very late.)
Chapter completed!