Zhang Ruochen said: "The half-saint also wants to make excuses for his failure? To be honest, your strength really disappointed me."

In fact, just now, Zhang Ruochen had already used all his strength, and, in two of them, he almost couldn't avoid Qi Yun's attack.

The reason why he said this was not because he really looked down on Qi Yun, but because he wanted to anger Qi Yun.

Qi Yun's mood was originally quite stable.

But the long-term battle made him feel a little angry and embarrassed.

A semi-saint actually made a cultivator in the Yulong Realm ridiculed him. Even if Qi Yun was in a good mood, he was completely angry at this moment.

"Junior, I will let you see the true strength of the semi-saint."

The divine martial marks appeared between Qi Yun’s eyebrows.

A flaming holy sword flew out of the sea of ​​qi through the divine martial mark and slashed towards Zhang Ruochen.

The hot waves of air radiated from the holy sword reflected the entire world into red. All the corpses on the river bank were burning, forming a very strange picture.
Chapter completed!