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- "One, two, three, fourthere are fifty-seven Rakshasa Marquises in total. The most powerful one among them is quite terrifying. He should be a first-class marquis. In addition, there are two third-class marquises. Marquis."
Zhang Ruochen closed his eyes and said to himself.
Qing Mo¡¯s delicate body curled up next to Zhang Ruochen, stretched out two slender fingers, gently tugged at the corners of Zhang Ruochen¡¯s clothes, and said, ¡°Are they trying to arrest Sister Nalan?¡±
¡°Wouldn¡¯t it be enough to suppress them and ask them personally?¡± Zhang Ruochen said.
Qing Mo shook his head quickly and whispered cautiously: "There are too many of them, and there is also a first-class marquis. The strength of the first-class marquis is quite scary"
"Boom."
Zhang Ruochen lifted the monument shield and smashed through the wall of the ancient maple tree. He held Qingmo curled up like a little duck in his other hand and rushed towards the Rakshasa Marquises.
Qing Mo was startled and couldn't help but let out a scream.
Those Rakshasa Marquises were all startled, and they all circulated the evil energy in their bodies and took defensive postures.
It is obvious that they are experienced in many battles and react very quickly.
Zhang Ruochen swung the monumental shield, without disturbing the inscriptions inside the shield, and swung it directly at the nearest fifth-level Rakshasa Marquis.
"Crack."
There was an explosion in the body of the fifth-class marquis, and a large piece of bone shattered and turned into powder.
After falling to the ground, the fifth-class Marquis was bleeding from all his orifices, trembling all over and unable to get up from the ground.
Zhang Ruochen glanced around and found a fire in the center of the group of Rakshasa Marquises, with four human saints riding on it.
Four long iron thorns pierced the bodies of the four human saints, as if they were roasting four wild beasts. The skin and meat had been roasted golden brown.
This scene made Zhang Ruochen¡¯s scalp numb.
It is recorded in the book that the Rakshasa tribe likes to devour human flesh the most.
??Among them, the meat of human saints is a delicacy among delicacies to them.
Zhang Ruochen put Qingmo on the ground and rushed over again.
"Bold, Lord Feng Xinghou is here, do you dare to take action?"
Thirteen Rakshasa Marquises in a row each grabbed a weapon and rushed forward, attacking Zhang Ruochen at the same time.
Zhang Ruochen killed a fifth-level marquis with one blow. An ordinary marquis would naturally not dare to take action. At this moment, the marquis who attacked Zhang Ruochen were all fourth-class marquis and third-class marquis.
Especially the two third-class marquises, whose strength is comparable to that of the Holy Saint.
The two of them each possess a tower-shaped Thousand Patterns Sacred Artifact, which inspired the Thousand Patterns Destruction Power.
In Zhang Ruochen's body, the holy energy surged like a river, making a rumbling sound.
With a flick of his arm, he smashed the monument shield out and hit one of the fourth-class marquises. At the same time, the phantoms of a dragon and an elephant appeared in Zhang Ruochen's hands, and the sound of dragons roaring and elephants roared, and they struck at the two Thousand Pattern Sacred Artifact Towers.
"Boom."
The two giant towers were knocked backwards by the force of the palm.
The two third-class marquises also flew out like a parabola, vomiting blood from their mouths, with a look of horror in their eyes. They couldn't imagine that the other party's power was so powerful.
Before they landed on the ground, Zhang Ruochen formed another large handprint that was tens of feet long and knocked the two of them into the ground. Their flesh and blood exploded, leaving only two bloody skeletons.
In an instant, two third-class marquises were beaten to death, and Zhang Ruochen was so fierce that he was in a mess.
The other Marquis Rakshasa were also frightened and did not dare to confront Zhang Ruochen again. They all retreated back until they were behind Marquis Feng Xing.
Feng Xinghou is about 2.3 meters tall, with thick arms, and his whole body is covered with strange magic lines. Standing there, he looks like a towering magic mountain that is immovable for eternity.
Feng Xinghou looked at Zhang Ruochen carefully and sneered: "There are very few people with your strength among the Seven Realms of Shatuo. Who are you?"
"The divine envoy of Guanghan Realm, Zhang Ruochen."
"So you are Zhang Ruochen."
There was a look of surprise on Feng Xinghou's face.
"Fight." Zhang Ruochen roared.
The battle here will definitely attract other saints and Marquis Rakshasa, so Zhang Ruochen must fight quickly.
"Wow¡ª¡ª"
The Sacred Food Flower rushed out of Zhang Ruochen's body, stretching out green vines and rushing towards Marquis Rakshasa. Sex on the vineHolding Qing Mo in one hand and the seventh-level Marquis in the other, they quickly left the dense forest.
A moment later, a black evil mist fell from the sky and appeared in the dense forest.
Young Master Lingquan stood in the evil mist, glanced around, sniffed gently, and then flames burst out of his eyes: "In less than a quarter of an hour, Feng Xinghou was killed. Who is it? great power?"
"Shuashua."
??The sound of breaking wind sounded.
A series of nine first-class marquises rushed over from all directions and appeared around Young Master Lingquan. They were all checking the traces on the ground, looking for clues.
"Marquis Feng Xing was burned to death by the Divine Fire of Purification. In addition, there are a large number of corpses of Marquis Rakshasa in the ground, all of which were drained of holy power and blood."
"Could it be that some powerful figure in the Seven Realms of Shatuo broke through to the realm of the Holy King and killed Feng Xinghou?"
"Among the Seven Realms of Shatuo, there are only a handful of people who can control the Pure Fire. The divine envoy from the Guanghan Realm is one of them."
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The nine first-class marquises are all geniuses among geniuses, the strongest among the strong. They have found a lot of traces, made various analyses, and even guessed who Zhang Ruochen was.
With cold eyes, Young Master Lingquan stared at a beautiful Rakshasa girl and said, "Marquis Xianjing, can you trace the direction in which he escaped?"
Marquis Xianjing frowned, shook his head, and said: "That person should be carrying a treasure that conceals his aura and secrets. Even if I use the divine calculations of heaven, I can't trace him."
"Your mental power has reached the level of a holy king, but you can't even track him. It seems that you can only wait for him to show up."
Young Master Lingquan clenched his fists tightly, and he had a vague hunch that the person who killed Feng Xinghou was probably the divine envoy of Guanghan Realm.
"Let's go and capture the Confucian and Taoist monk first. This time, I will personally take action to see where she can escape."
Young Lord Lingquan rushed into the ground with nine first-class marquises and left this place. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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