Zhang Ruochen glanced at the golden divine pattern on the body of Emperor Yanyang and said, "The divine pattern is very powerful, but it can't save your life."

After saying that, Zhang Ruochen flashed out at a rapid speed, and at the same time mobilized the mystery of the truth in his body to activate the Vulcan armor.

A powerful divine fire gathered above his left hand and bombarded out with all his strength.

Emperor Yanyang's eyes narrowed, and knew that there was no way to avoid it, so he had to block his arms in front of him, trying to block Zhang Ruochen's punch.

"Bang."

Zhang Ruochen's fist hit the Yang Yang Emperor hard.

The terrifying divine fire emerged wildly, instantly submerging the sunny emperor.

The Fire God Armor is very special. It is not activated by holy energy, but must be activated by the mystery. At this time, it is undoubtedly just right for it to come in handy.

"What kind of flame is this? How could it be so terrible?"

Emperor Yang retreated and his eyes were filled with fear.

Burned by the divine fire, the golden divine patterns on his body were melting rapidly.

"die."

Zhang Ruochen shouted coldly and swung his sword again.

"Crash."

Without the protection of the divine pattern, even if Emperor Yanyang was wearing armor, he could not resist the sword at all. His body was slashed in half by the ancient sword of Chenyuan.

However, Emperor Yanyang did not die. As a top Saint King powerhouse, his vitality is extremely tenacious, and his cracked body can be reunited with the holy medicine.

Moreover, even if the body dies, the holy soul of the Emperor Yang is not so easy to be destroyed.

The face of Emperor Yanyang appeared with an expression of fear and said in a trembling voice: "No... don't kill me, I can give you whatever you want."

"It's too late!"

A cold murderous intent burst out from Zhang Ruochen.

Feeling this murderous intent, Emperor Yanyang immediately understood that Zhang Ruochen could not spare him. His expression immediately became ferocious and he said sternly: "Zhang Ruochen, if you dare to kill me, Yanyang civilization will never let you go. Your fate will definitely be extremely miserable."

Zhang Ruochen seemed to have not heard it, and slashed the sword like lightning without any hesitation.

As long as it is an enemy, no matter what kind of identity and origin he has, Zhang Ruochen will never be ruthless. As for the trouble, he has offended too many major forces and does not care about the many more beautiful civilizations.

Especially people like Yanyang Emperor, letting them go will cause more trouble to themselves.

"puff."
Chapter completed!