I picked up skill fragments in the demon world.

Chapter 774: The Evil Spirit Appears
"Want to suppress me? But I don't know if you have the strength to do so!" Zhang Chen glanced at Zhao Lie with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

Even if he didn't mobilize the Sun's True Fire, relying on his own tenth-level strength, he would definitely not be inferior to Zhao Lie, the Pojun Star in front of him.

"Zhang Chen, get out of the way! Run quickly! This Zhao Lie is a tenth-level warrior, you can't deal with him!" When Zhou Qiucheng saw Zhang Chen standing in front of him, a touch of emotion appeared in his eyes, and he kept urging Zhang Chen to leave.

"Hide? Where can I hide? As for escaping, this place has been suppressed by Huang Tiandao's Sea of ​​Blood Formation. Where can I escape to?" Zhang Chen said lightly.

Even if he really ignored what was happening in front of him and just used his magical powers to escape, would Huang Tiandao agree?

Will Huang Tiandao let him go?

Huang Tiandao would never agree to that!
"You will soon find out whether I have the ability or not." Zhao Lie sneered after hearing Zhang Chen's words, with a hint of coldness in his eyes: "I hope that after I break your bones later, you can still speak as toughly as you do now."

The red tasseled spear in Zhao Lie's hand drew a fiery red afterimage in the air and stabbed towards Zhang Chen's head, trying to pierce off Zhang Chen's ears.

Zhang Chen looked at the red tasseled spear thrusting at him, his eyes showing a hint of coldness. He could see that Zhao Lie did not take him seriously. The opponent's spear was heading straight for his ear, and he was playing a cat-and-mouse game with him.

"Damn it! The feeling of being looked down upon is really unpleasant!" Zhang Chen looked at the red tasseled spear that Zhao Lie was stabbing at him, and the next moment the measuring ruler in his hand shook slightly. Zhang Chen was clearly standing there motionless, but the red tasseled spear inexplicably brushed past Zhang Chen.

Zhao Lie saw this scene with disbelief in his eyes. He believed in his hands and his spear even more. He had been practicing martial arts since he was five years old, and it had been twenty years since then. The red tassel spear in his hand could not deviate by even a little bit. If he wanted to stab Zhang Chen's ears, he would never be able to stab his eyes.

This kind of self-confidence came from his decades of martial arts practice, but at this moment, when the red tassel spear in his hand slipped past Zhang Chen's ear by an inch, Zhao Lie couldn't help but be distracted.

When a gunman no longer trusts his hands, and a warrior no longer trusts his martial arts intuition, then most of his martial arts skills have been wasted.

What's more, he was facing a true master like Zhang Chen. A moment of distraction was enough to cause many things to happen, and even reverse the situation of the battle.

Zhang Chen swung the measuring ruler in his hand across the air, and while Zhao Lie was distracted, he smashed it towards Zhao Lie's head. If the blow was hard enough, his brain might burst, like a watermelon exploding.

But at the critical moment, a star light flashed in Zhao Limei's heart, which made Zhao Lie come back to his senses. He subconsciously blocked with the red tassel spear in his hand, trying to block the attack of Zhang Chen's measuring ruler.

Zhao Lie was very confident that his block this time would be able to block the opponent's ruler, and even wrap his spear around it and pierce the opponent's heart.

Seeing Zhao Lie's determined block, Zhang Chen couldn't help but praise him. Zhao Lie's martial arts awareness was top-notch, and this block was simply impeccable. If it were another opponent, he would have died with hatred by now. It was a pity that he met himself.

The scale on the measuring ruler flickered slightly, and the silver-white ruler missed Zhao Lie's block by a hair's breadth and hit the opponent's shoulder. Then, one of the opponent's arms exploded and turned into blood mist, which was absorbed by the blood sea formation.

"How is this possible!!!" Zhao Lie retreated quickly as if he had seen a ghost, staring at Zhang Chen in disbelief, then looking at his broken arm, his eyes turned red.

Even if it is a great monk, once his arm is broken, unless he has the ability to regenerate flesh and blood, he will be useless.

But the treasure that can bring people back to life through flesh and blood has never been heard of.

"How could this happen!!!" Zhao Lie ignored the bleeding wound and stared blankly at the red tasseled spear in his hand, his eyes full of disbelief.

His martial arts will was about to collapse. His martial arts actually went wrong at the critical moments of his two attacks?

"Die!"

Zhao Lie was in a daze, but Zhang Chen was not. He used the measuring ruler in his hand to hit Zhao Lie's head again.

Now that he had already started, he must of course kill him with one blow. His Measuring Ruler was an innate spiritual treasure. If the previous attack had not been avoided by his martial arts intuition, Zhao Lie, the Pojun Star, would have been killed by his ruler.

Seeing Zhang Chen coming to kill him again, Zhao Lie's eyes suddenly turned red: "Zhang Chen, you bastard, I will never let you go! You probably don't know the true means of a tenth-level strongman."

Facing the ruler thrown by Zhang Chen, Zhao Lie did not dare to take it head-on. He retreated quickly. After he was ten feet away, the starlight between his eyebrows flickered brightly. The next moment, the bright starlight evolved into a mysterious trace, which began to spread between Zhao Lie's eyebrows.

As the mysterious trace flickered, Zhao Lie's aura began to rise rapidly, and he actually stepped towards the eleventh level. "The power of the Star God?" Zhang Chen looked at Zhao Lie's rising aura with a hint of curiosity in his eyes. He had to admit that he underestimated the Star God's means.

The next moment, Zhang Chen smiled coldly and activated the blood control technique to interfere with Zhao Lie's bloodline. Zhao Lie's blood flowed backwards, his heartbeat stopped, and the star source power gathered in his body dissipated.

"Damn it, how could this happen?" Zhao Lie was stunned with shock. The mark on his forehead turned into a bright spot again.

"Your own cultivation is only at the ninth level, and with the blessing of star power, it is only at the tenth level. You actually want to use secret methods to temporarily gain the power of the eleventh level. It's really ridiculous. All the power is just borrowed by you. It's just a castle in the air. It looks powerful, but it's actually vulnerable!" Zhang Chen sneered.

His blood control technique itself is a tenth-level skill. The opponent is just a fake who relies on external forces. Why can he compete with him?
The most important thing is that the other party actually dared to use the secret technique in front of him. He is not a fool, so how could he give the other party the opportunity to use his ultimate move?
This is a real battle, not a novel.

"It's you! You interrupted my secret method!" Zhao Lie glared at Zhang Chen, his eyes full of shock and anger: "Your strength... your strength... is at least level ten."

The one who could interrupt the casting of my secret technique and even fight with me must be at least a tenth-level being.

And there is also a problem with the opponent’s weapons!
Even though his body looked like tofu dregs after being hit by Zhang Chen, was his body really that weak?
I am a star god, with a physique tempered by the power of the stars. Even compared to the physique of a tenth-rank strong man, it is not much inferior. But why is it that when facing this opponent, I become like tofu dregs?
Zhou Qiucheng, who was standing behind Zhang Chen, was also stunned. He looked at Zhang Chen's back in disbelief and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Are you really a rank 10 expert?"

That's a tenth-level strongman!

Moreover, he has reached the tenth level without relying on any external force from the Shinto way. Such existence is rare in the world.

Do you really think that a tenth-level strongman is a cabbage?
Before the emergence of Shinto, ninth-rank Yangshen warriors were already able to dominate a region and were considered the best in the world.

Among the same level, a tenth-level strongman who relies on his own real ability to cultivate is definitely stronger than the tenth-level strongman who relies on incense and faith.

One relies on one's own strength, and the other relies on external forces. There is no comparison between the two.

At this time, Zhao Lie suffered a defeat and knew that he was facing a life-and-death crisis. He turned around and tried to escape without saying a word.

"Can you get away?" Zhang Chen looked at Zhao Lie's back, his eyes full of ridicule: "Where do you want to go?"

Zhang Chen infused his innate energy into the Measuring Ruler, then urged it to distort the void. The next moment, the Measuring Ruler turned into a ray of silver-white light, cutting through the void and heading towards Zhao Lie.

"Shu Zi, you dare!"

Gu Mingyue roared, and the blood sea formation rolled over. Countless blood-red threads flew out and entangled Zhang Chen's measuring ruler.

Zhao Lie took advantage of this opportunity and disappeared in the endless sea of ​​blood.

Zhang Chen frowned upon seeing this scene, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes. He didn't expect that his attack did not kill Zhao Lie, but allowed the other party to escape.

Huang Chao, who was above the blood cloud, was stunned when he saw Zhang Chen displaying his might. He knew that Zhang Chen was a strong man, but he never expected that Zhang Chen was so strong that even Zhao Lie was defeated by him in just a few moves and almost lost his life.

"You actually mastered the tenth-level power! You are a tenth-level strongman!!!" Gu Mingyue stared at Zhang Chen below with disbelief, her eyes full of shock.

He and Zhang Chen had met many times, but he had not seen through Zhang Chen's true colors. If Zhang Chen suddenly attacked and plotted against him, wouldn't he be doomed?

Zhang Chen ignored Gu Mingyue's shock, and instead swept his eyes across the void, finally landing on the Heaven Measure Ruler. Looking at the blood-red thread wrapped around the Heaven Measure Ruler, Zhang Chen couldn't help but praise, "It's worthy of being called the Blood Sea Formation. It's really powerful."

As the Lord of the Blood Road, the more powerful the Blood Sea Formation is, the happier he is.

The next moment, Zhang Chen waved his hand, and the measuring ruler disappeared into the blood-red tentacle out of thin air, and then was held in Zhang Chen's hand.

"Even if you are a tenth-rank cultivator, what can you do? I am an eleventh-rank cultivator, and I have the Blood Sea Formation in my hand, with the blessing of an endless sea of ​​blood. Not to mention that you are a tenth-rank cultivator, even if you are an eleventh-rank cultivator, you will not be able to escape death today." Gu Mingyue above had an inexplicable look in her eyes, and she tried to dissuade Zhang Chen, saying, "Zhang Chen, I can give you a chance. As long as you worship me as your master and hand over one soul and one spirit to be controlled by me, you can be spared from death today. In the future, you will be a great cultivator of my Huang Tian Dao, and your benefits will be indispensable for my Huang Tian Dao to achieve hegemony in the future."

(End of this chapter)