Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Zhang Zhiwei held the Dongfeng sword in his hand and stopped using the Yin-Yang Thunder Method and the Divine Tree to fight against the waves. He only used the golden light to protect his whole body.

His eyes were burning with a blazing light, piercing through the holy light of the sacred tree and looking directly at the body of the sacred tree.

He admitted that he lost in the fight, but he still had his life to live, so the outcome was still uncertain.

Zhang Zhiwei did not have any emotional fluctuations because of the defeat just now, but King Nathan and the guards who were watching the game, as well as Lu Jin, Lu Ci and others, all became nervous.

King Nathan and the guards were cheering and marveling at the power of the sacred tree. The black thunder that rolled across the sky like a wave was actually broken by the sacred tree with just a wave of its hand and disappeared very cleanly.

Not only the black thunder, but also the silver thunder is the same. If he cannot control the thunder, how can the leader Tiantong fight against the sacred tree?
The light emitted by the sacred tree enveloped the earth, and the people of Nasen bathed in the holy light emitted by the sacred tree, feeling warm and at peace.

If it were not for the gods and people of Nasen Island, being exposed to the holy light would be tantamount to a catastrophe.

The golden holy light of the sacred tree shone on the golden ball, making a low ringing sound like the sound of a bell.

But Lu Jin, Lu Ci and the others paid no attention to it. They stared blankly ahead with an expression of disbelief on their faces.

"It is indeed the highest masterpiece of ancient alchemy. It has such great power. It can remove the two lightning abilities of the Tiantong Sect Master surnamed Zhang. It can definitely remove other magic or supernatural powers. Wait a minute..."

Gellert suddenly remembered something and said in surprise: "Will the golden light in front of us disappear as well?!"

Isaac said: "The sacred tree can definitely do it, but it doesn't seem to notice us, or it may notice us, but we are insignificant. As for the holy light emitted by the sacred tree, from now on, it should not have the ability to cancel magic!"

Gellert felt slightly relieved. Now his mental power was still sealed. If he was illuminated by the holy light of the sacred tree, he would be dead.

Lu Ci, Lu Jin and Tian Jinzhong were stunned. They had just seen a familiar blue light mixed in with the holy light of the sacred tree, and then Senior Brother Zhang's thunder magic became ineffective.

They had all seen Wu Gensheng's ability before, and knew that when he used it, blue Qi would surge around his body, looking just like the blue light released by the sacred tree just now.

"Is Bu Bilian related to this broken tree, or do they have the same abilities?"

"Don't worry, Bilian is elusive all day long. Could he be hiding on this island?"

"It's unlikely. If Bilian wasn't here, why would he help Shenshu deal with Senior Brother Zhang?"

"It should be the power of the sacred tree itself. Don't forget that all the sacred people born on this island have their own abilities. In other words, this guy can mass-produce innate extraordinary people. And Bu Yao Bilian is an innate extraordinary person. Strictly speaking, it is not surprising that he would use Bu Yao Bilian's ability."

"So what should we do now? Senior Brother Zhang can't use his abilities, but the sacred tree is not affected. How can we defeat him?"

"Why are you still fighting? Tell your brother to run away quickly. As long as there is life, there will be no shortage of firewood. This broken sacred tree has lived for thousands of years. Let's go back and practice for a few years, and then come back to smash him up!"

Tian Jinzhong was so anxious that he was running around, shouting at his brothers to retreat quickly, but the noise made by the holy light of the sacred tree colliding with the golden light was so loud that his voice could not be heard at all.

Of course, even if the sound could be transmitted, Zhang Zhiwei would not retreat. After all, he did not feel that he was at a great disadvantage now.

He clenched the sword in his hand, and a golden halo wrapped around Zhang Zhiwei's body, rising into the sky. His magical means were suppressed, allowing him to better display his pure life cultivation, and powerful strength surged through his limbs and bones.

With a "clang", the Dongfeng sword was unsheathed.

He faced the divine light of the sacred tree and rushed into the holy light emanating from the sacred tree.

At the same time, the divine light cast by the sacred tree on him was still working, but the blue light of the divine spirit was covered by the golden holy light.

When Zhang Zhiwei rushed in, the holy light, carrying the power of the gods, hit Zhang Zhiwei head-on.

The divine spirit clearly disintegrated the golden light that protected his body, and transformed it into streams of dissipating blue Qi. This was the original appearance of the golden light before it circulated Qi.

At the same time, the holy light pressed up, about to attack Zhang Zhiwei's flesh and blood body.

But at this moment, the disintegrated golden light suddenly came out again, and the holy light bombarded the golden light, making a sharp humming sound of metal.

Zhang Zhiwei rushed towards the attack of the sacred tree. Although the divine spirit could disintegrate his golden light, the current situation was just like the battle between Wu Gensheng and Zuo Rutong in the plot. You can disintegrate, I can rebuild, let's see who comes faster.

Zuo Rutong can rebuild the reverse life state faster than Wu Gensheng's disintegration, and the Golden Light Mantra is far less complicated than the triple reverse life state.

Zhang Zhiwei only needs a thought to rebuild it. The speed at which the sacred tree disintegrated was not as fast as his reconstruction.

Therefore, he was able to ignore the holy light of the sacred tree and force himself to rush forward without any impact on his speed.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

A violent sound rang out, and Zhang Zhiwei did not use the Dongfeng Greatsword. He relied on the protective golden light suppressed by the divine spirit to split the holy light in front of him into two, which flowed left and right along his body.

This scene astonished the people watching the battle on both sides.

"The divine power is ineffective against Senior Brother Zhang?" Lu Ci exclaimed in surprise.

"Shen Ling Ming, the move that the sacred tree uses to destroy power is called Shen Ling Ming?" Isaac reacted and said.

"One of our friends once possessed this ability. However, Senior Brother Zhang's current condition doesn't seem to be ineffective against the divine power!" Lu Jin said.

"No matter what, from this point of view, the power of the sacred tree is not invincible. Brother, defeat it!" Tian Jinzhong shouted.

King Nathan and the Nathan guards looked nervous. Some guards even thought of using their teleportation abilities to launch a sneak attack on Zhang Zhiwei, but were stopped by King Nathan.

Judging from the abilities Zhang Zhiwei has currently demonstrated, even with the holy light of the sacred tree and that special ability suppression, the chances of their raid being successful are still too small.

The most crucial thing is that although the holy light will not harm them, he cannot ensure that the blue light that can disintegrate the ability will not harm the Wei. If the blue light will also affect the Wei, then the Wei’s surprise attack will be a suicide mission.

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At this moment, the sacred tree saw that Zhang Zhiwei's ability was suppressed by it, but he still dared to rush towards it, so it immediately shook its branches. In order for an alien to exert his ability, he needs to circulate Qi, and the human body has only one set of meridians for circulating Qi.

If both abilities have to follow the same trajectory, they cannot be used at the same time, otherwise there will be a collision.

But this obviously does not apply to the sacred tree, which can display divine wisdom and even many other abilities when casting holy light.

Inheriting the divine wisdom and holy light, the sacred tree has exerted several powerful abilities.

It shook its branches, and the golden leaves made a dense rustling sound like rain. One after another, green arrows condensed and suddenly burst towards Zhang Zhiwei.

These arrows brought up white shock waves and surging air currents, and thousands of arrows were shot towards Zhang Zhiwei.

Zhang Zhiwei swung the Dongfeng sword in his hand, and a fierce sword light dozens of meters long was slashed out, colliding with countless green arrows and dispersing them.

But soon, this sword light was also dispersed by the divine spirit. Zhang Zhiwei did not care. His golden light could be constructed faster than you could disperse it, and the same was true for his sword light.

Relying on his powerful life cultivation, he swung the Dongfeng sword, smashing all the incoming green arrows and the holy light of the sacred tree. His speed was getting faster and faster, and the air was shaking violently.

Because of the collision and friction between the golden light and the holy light, a large amount of flames appeared around him, forming a fiery red sound cone. His speed at this moment had exceeded the speed of sound. This exaggerated scene simply exceeded everyone's imagination.

At this moment, several branches of the Nathan sacred tree came together and twisted in a spiral, forming a spear. The spear retracted slightly, as if it was accumulating power.

The next second, it moved with a bang, and the branch turned into a spear, leaving a long afterimage in the sky, which showed how fast it was, but it flew strangely without any sound, like a silent killer.

Zhang Zhiwei's eyes were wide open with anger, and he swung the sword in his hand to chop at the spear, but he missed. The spear was actually an invisible object, and it passed through the Dongfeng sword without any hindrance and went straight to Zhang Zhiwei's chest.

Even with the suppression of the gods, Zhang Zhiwei's body was still covered with a layer of golden light as thin as a cicada's wing.

Just as the spear was about to touch the golden light, Zhang Zhiwei's figure flashed for a moment, as if a frame was skipped in a video clip.

He always liked to rely on the golden light to withstand attacks, but this time he did not choose to take it head-on, but dodged the attack in an exquisite way.

Just because when the spear approached, he felt a slight pain in his heart, which was a warning from his divine sense.

At his level, any fluctuations in perception cannot be attributed to illusions and one needs to be vigilant.

He judged that this spear might be a method similar to the Tang Sect's Dan Shi, so he dodged.

This sounds simple, but it is actually as difficult as climbing to the sky. The spear is between reality and illusion, without any resistance, and its speed is terrifying, far exceeding Dan Shi in terms of speed.

Moreover, like Dan Shi, it is also invisible. It is only because Zhang Zhiwei's inner cultivation level of "observation" is extremely high that he can see it at a glance.

As for the others, whether it was Nathan Wang Wei, Isaac Lu Ci, Lu Jin and others, they were all unaware of this scene. They didn't even notice that Zhang Zhiwei's figure flashed.

After passing the spear, Zhang Zhiwei mobilized all his life force, and the terrifying power poured into his limbs and bones.

He suddenly sped up again, leaving the spear far behind him. He swung the sword. Although the sword energy would be suppressed by the divine spirit, the sword tip rolled and compressed the air, forming an extremely sharp gust of wind.

The Shenlingming was unable to break through this purely physical attack. The strong wind, with its thunderous sonic boom, swept through the sacred tree, tearing into pieces the giant hand formed by the intertwined branches that could cast the Shenlingming power. Even the trunk was cracked by the strong wind.

In an instant, the blue light dissipated, and the suppressed magic instantly surged. Zhang Zhiwei was surrounded by golden light and silver spider-web-like lightning. He raised the big sword and rushed towards the sacred tree at an even faster speed.

This scene shocked everyone. King Nathan and the guards were dumbfounded. How could they actually do this?
Without the help of any energy runes or other means, just with the power of the body itself, it was possible to stir up such a terrifying gale? This scene was beyond their cognition.

Lu Jin, Lu Ci and the others also looked incredulous. They all practiced Qi and could see things more clearly than King Nathan and Wei.

The ability of a Qi practitioner lies in converting Qi into supernatural powers. If one directly uses Qi without converting it, the power will be very low, about the same as a gust of wind.

This is what happened in the plot when Feng Baobao performed a "cumshot". A ball of Qi shocked everyone, but in the end it could only knock a can away.

The magic of the divine spirit Ming is to transform supernatural powers into the most primitive state of Qi.

But Zhang Zhiwei chose to use this powerless primordial Qi, compressed and strengthened it through physical strikes, and created an extremely destructive wind blade.

This skill can only be described as miraculous.

Even Lu Jin and Lu Ci, the best of the younger generation, could not fathom the subtleties of it.

They could only sigh, just using the original Qi, it has such a terrifying power, if the Qi is converted into sword Qi, and then released through the technique just now, how terrifying would it be? !
"No wonder Senior Brother Zhang killed all the attacking ninjas and samurai with just one sword in Bincheng. This sword technique is so terrifying. If I could learn it, how powerful would I be? It wouldn't be difficult to even destroy the Liuyun Sword Sect!" Lu Ci sighed in his heart.

At the same time, facing Zhang Zhiwei who was rushing towards him with a sword in hand and murderous aura, the sacred tree reacted quickly.

The two huge branches on its trunk crossed and collided with each other like hands, and began to emit a golden light far more intense than the Holy Light.

When the two branches separated again, a golden, electric current flashed in the middle, forming a huge protective shield that stretched across the front.

In the eyes of the people watching the fight, Zhang Zhiwei, who rushed over with a sword in hand, felt like a moth flying into a flame, courting his own destruction, in front of this wall of light.

But Zhang Zhiwei did not have the slightest awareness of being a moth. He changed from holding the sword with one hand to holding it with both hands.

Seeing this scene, Lu Jin and Lu Ci were immediately excited. Senior Brother Zhang usually held the sword with one hand, and rarely with both hands. If he held the sword with both hands, it meant that he was going to use his killer move - One Sword to Separate Worlds.

Sure enough, Zhang Zhiwei's sword began to tremble violently, as if there was a restless dragon lurking in it.

He raised the greatsword, and the changes around him tightened. With the tip of the sword as the center, a huge strange pattern suddenly unfolded, and then suddenly tightened, turning into a point at the tip of the sword, stretched into a line, and converged on the sword body.

"This sword, twenty years of life, can you block it?!"

Zhang Zhiwei thrust out with his sword, and an extremely sharp sound suddenly rang out, drowning out all other sounds. At this moment, it seemed as if time had stopped for a moment.

(End of this chapter)