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Chapter 1522 The Power of Divine Weapons

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    In the west of the battlefield, the sun disappeared on the horizon, leaving only a red cloud, burning like a flame.

    Night falls quietly.

    The saints from the Shengming Central Empire have recovered 50% to 60% from their injuries and gathered around Zhang Ruochen, wanting to fight with him.

    "There are still three hours before the end of the Saint's Merit War. These three hours are enough to wipe out the entire army of Saints in the Seven Realms of Shatuo."

    Zhang Ruochen looked at the land in front of him that was reflected crimson by the sunset. He felt the auras of dozens of first-class marquises and even the fluctuations of holy power emitted by several holy kings. They were rushing over.

    "According to the order of Her Royal Highness the Princess, Zhang Ruochen is captured."

    Lingquan Shaojun rushed to the front, his eyes were cold and murderous.

    "Obviously, he never wanted to capture Zhang Ruochen, but was preparing to take this opportunity to kill Zhang Ruochen to avoid future troubles.

    A Le, Han Qiu, Princess Bai Li and others immediately held up the Buddha Emperor's relics, and then thousands of Buddha shadows appeared, making the area dozens of miles around become golden.

    "Your Highness, their target is you. You leave here first, and we will stop them." Murong Yue said.

    Granny Bai Su looked coldly and said, "Even if we can't stop them, we can still contain them for a while."

    Facing dozens of first-class marquises, everyone was determined to die. However, even if they died, they had to fight for a way out for Zhang Ruochen.

    Zhang Ruochen naturally did not leave, but looked ahead calmly.

    There are not only dozens of first-class marquises, but also a large number of second-class marquises and third-class marquises. They have wings on their backs, and most of them are flying in the sky. The auras they exude are at least of the holy level.

    Faced with such a situation, even the saints were gasping for air, fear spreading in their hearts.

    At a battlefield in the distance, Jiutian Xuannv glanced at Zhang Ruochen's position and felt a little worried.  However, she had no way to rush to the rescue because there were also a large number of strong men from the Rakshasa tribe besieging her.

    "Zhang Ruochen, you are in big trouble!"

    Wu Hao led a large number of saints from the Guanghan Realm to help Zhang Ruochen and protect the Wall of Merits. However, he lost hundreds of saints and failed to break through.

    At this moment, the saints in the Seven Realms of Shatuo are all besieged by more than twice the number of enemies. They are like trapped animals. They are struggling hard. Where can they find a force to help Zhang Ruochen?

    Fang Yi, the leader of the Sword Prison Realm, showed a look of gloating: "Zhang Ruochen, Zhang Ruochen, you must hold on longer and help us contain the large number of strong men from the Rakshasa tribe. Don't be killed all at once.  die."

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    Among the Rakshasa tribe, a strong man of the Holy King level emerged. He had a single horn on his head and a pair of black wings on his back that were more than ten feet long. The aura emanating from his body was stronger than that of the Blood Nether Python.  A bit more powerful.

    The One-Horned Holy King stared at Zhang Ruochen across from him with a pair of bloody eyes, and said: "Zhang Ruochen, facing a large number of strong men like us, do you still want to fight?"

    "If you don't fight, do you still want me to surrender without mercy?" Zhang Ruochen said.

    The One-Horned Holy King said in a rich voice: "Your Highness the Princess values ??you very much. If you just surrender, I'm not sure there is a way to survive. If you don't know how to show appreciation and continue to be enemies of the Rakshasa clan, not only you, but also the people behind you will suffer."  Those saints must all die. How about you think about it again?"

    "Don't think too much, fight."

    Zhang Ruochen took out a holy sword from the space ring, mobilized the holy energy in his body, injected it into the holy sword, and broke the seal on the surface of the holy sword.

    Immediately, dense divine patterns appeared on the surface of the sword body.

    A mighty divine power surged out from the inside of the holy sword.

    "No, that's a divine weapon."

    Opposite, dozens of first-class marquises were all frightened. They all used the most extreme defensive methods, and quickly retreated backwards, rushing in and out of the evil clouds.

    There were also some Rakshasa marquises who activated the power of the Ten Thousand Patterns Sacred Artifacts and quickly bombarded Zhang Ruochen, trying to stop him.

    There are three sacred weapons with ten thousand patterns, namely a blood sword, an ancient bronze arrow, and a palace of flames. They burst out with perfect power and hit Zhang Ruochen from three different directions.

    The ancient bronze arrow was the first to rush within ten feet of Zhang Ruochen. On the arrow, the inscriptions were densely covered like a spider web, penetrating the defensive light of the Buddha Emperor's relic, and was about to hit Zhang Ruochen's eyebrows.

    Zhang Ruochen, however, remained calm. The holy sword in his hand radiated brighter and brighter light.  sword?The sexy armor, flat belly and snow-white jade legs are all exposed outside the armor, standing on the left and right sides of the Demon Palace.

    Their eyes were fixed on Qiu Yu. They saw that this man was handsome and handsome, completely different from the men of the Rakshasa tribe. His beautiful eyes were shining brightly, and they became quite interested in Qiu Yu.

    Qian Shu walked out with graceful steps and said: "Your Royal Highness, Zhang Ruochen is the great enemy of our clan. He must be taken down today. Please fight."

    "My subordinates also want to fight." Qian Yu said.

    Princess Rakshasa looked towards the bottom of the Holy Mountain. Suddenly, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she saw that Zhang Ruochen had reached the foot of the Holy Mountain, and seemed to be intending to climb the mountain.

    "What is this guy trying to do? Is he going to take the initiative to attack my Demon Palace?"

    Princess Rakshasa was a little annoyed. She felt that Zhang Ruochen was even more arrogant than her, a Rakshasa princess. She really should punish him and let him know that he must be in awe when facing the noble princess.

    Princess Rakshasa waved her jade hand and said: "Zhang Ruochen has reached the foot of the Holy Mountain and seems to be trying to break into the mountain. Go ahead and capture him for me, Princess."

    ¡°What a courageous dog.¡±

    Qiu Yu snorted coldly, and then he and the two Rakshasa women rushed out of the Demon Palace and headed down the mountain.

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