Chapter 241: The Ancient Battlefield

Half a day later, a formation that was enough to cover the entire area where this mountain peak was located was built, Yang Zhuo moved his hands together, and as soon as he hit the magic trick, this formation started to work on its own.

After doing this, Yang Zhuo sat cross-legged and began to breathe, this time the pranayama was not long.

After his mana returned to the best state, Yang Zhuo stood up, and with a move of his left hand, a light curtain suddenly appeared from the running formation, covering the area covered by the formation.

This includes the mountain peak in front of him, after Yang Zhuo did this, with a move of his right hand, the Xuanyuan Sword came out in response, but slashed towards the mountain peak in front of him.

After a loud bang, the mountain peak actually only dropped a few pieces of rubble, which is simply amazing, I know, although the Xuanyuan Sword is not fully formed now, it is enough to match the immortal weapon, but under the powerful attack of the Xuanyuan Sword, this mountain peak actually only dropped a few pieces of gravel, which can also be seen how incredible the power of this seemingly ordinary mountain peak, at least in terms of solidity, it is absolutely rare.

However, Yang Zhuo didn't care, he had long known that this would be the case, and immediately manipulated the Xuanyuan Sword to slash towards the mountain peak again, this time there were no exceptions, there were still only a few pieces of broken stone falling, however, Yang Zhuo was still not moved, and continued to manipulate the Xuanyuan Sword to continuously slash towards the mountain.

Finally, after the Xuanyuan Sword slashed for the first time, the mountain peak finally couldn't support it, just like a warrior with a damaged battle armor, he could no longer withstand the powerful attack of the Xuanyuan Sword, and the entire mountain peak finally turned into pieces of broken stone and scattered all over the ground after a burst of white light.

At the moment when the mountain peak turned into rubble and scattered all over the place, an extremely sharp phantom struck towards the place where Yang Zhuo was standing, Yang Zhuo fixed his eyes, but saw that it was a sword-shaped phantom, and immediately seemed to be prepared to meet the sword-shaped phantom with a move of Xuanyuan Sword.

This phantom and Xuanyuan Sword are one virtual and one real, and it is impossible to fight together, but for some reason, at this moment, the two are fighting together, and from the perspective of momentum, this sword-shaped phantom is even better than Xuanyuan Sword.

The two intersected, both trembling slightly, knowing, this sword-shaped phantom has no entity, but it is just a sword spirit that already has a spirit, but the Xuanyuan sword is a real tangible thing, although the sword spirit is just melting, but it is also not to be underestimated, this sword-shaped phantom can actually fight with the Xuanyuan sword with the entity and the sword spirit in the absence of a substance, if this sword-shaped phantom has an entity, what kind of situation should it be?

Seeing this, Yang Zhuo didn't seem surprised, just smiled slightly, and the magic trick in his hand continued, manipulating the Xuanyuan Sword and constantly fighting with the sword-shaped phantom, although the sword-shaped phantom was extremely powerful, but in the end there was no entity, just a sword-like existence, therefore, after facing the Xuanyuan Sword controlled by Yang Zhuo, after a while, there was a sign of insecurity.

However, the sword-shaped phantom was also barehead, and seeing that it could not defeat this Xuanyuan sword, it immediately turned around and broke into the air in the distance.

Hmph, do you want to escape now, it's too late. Seeing this, Yang Zhuo snorted lightly, and then moved his hands together, and an incomparably mysterious magic trick was played, and the huge and incomparably light curtain formed by that formation immediately contracted rapidly.

After a while, the originally huge light curtain became viscous, and the sword-shaped phantom that flew outward was bounced back when it touched the viscous light curtain, but the sword-shaped phantom turned around again, trying to avoid the containment of the light curtain.

However, since Yang Zhuo had arranged the formation, he knew that this situation would occur, and how could he give him a chance to escape, so without hesitation, Yang Zhuo moved his hands together, and soon the viscous light curtain wrapped the sword-shaped phantom into it, and slowly retracted.

The sword-shaped phantom seemed to be aware of the situation it was facing at the moment, so it kept slashing towards the light curtain, but this light curtain seemed to be powerless, no matter how the sword-shaped phantom moved, it dissipated like a mud cow entering the sea, and the attack of the sword-shaped phantom could not have a slight impact on the closed light curtain.

Finally, under the advancement of the light curtain, the sword-shaped phantom was frozen in the light curtain, motionless.

Seeing this, Yang Zhuo immediately turned this ball into an extremely viscous, substance-like light curtain that continued to slap in an extremely regular way.

The sword-shaped phantom had been shaking slightly in Yang Zhuo's constant slapping, as if it was under great pressure.

Finally, I don't know how long it took, Yang Zhuo stopped the movement in his hand, and the sword-shaped phantom also became a little dim.

Yang Zhuo moved the magic trick in his hand slightly, fixed the sword-shaped phantom at a height of three feet in front of him, and then took out a jade bi from the storage bag again, and as soon as he urged the mana, a cold green flame burst out, scorching at the sword-shaped phantom.

After the sword-shaped phantom encountered this green flame, it was as if it had encountered a natural enemy, and there was no sign of resistance.

Soon, with Yang Zhuo urging this jade bi with all his might, the green flames enveloped the sword-shaped phantom, and Yang Zhuo also removed the light curtain condensed by the previous formation at this moment.

It's just that at this moment, the sword-shaped phantom didn't move at all under the scorching green flame, but just floated quietly three feet above the ground, as if it had lost its spirituality.

Under the scorching green flames of the extremely cold cold, the sword-shaped phantom quickly became dim, until at last it seemed to have lost all its essence and spirit, and became almost transparent.

Seeing this, the corners of Yang Zhuo's mouth twitched slightly, and he smiled, as if he was very satisfied with the situation, and then moved the Xuanyuan Sword again.

The Xuanyuan Sword fell into Yang Zhuo's hands in response, Yang Zhuo placed the Xuanyuan Sword in front of the sword-shaped phantom, and his hands moved together, and one by one the simple and mysterious runes appeared, wrapping the sword-shaped phantom and the Xuanyuan Sword, constantly rotating at high speed.

Under the effect of that rune, the sword-shaped phantom continued to slowly merge into the Xuanyuan Sword, and the Xuanyuan Sword kept flickering in the process of merging into the sword-shaped phantom.

I don't know how long this situation lasted, and finally, with the rune shining again, the Xuanyuan Sword roared clearly, flew directly into the air, and after going back and forth around the island, it fell into Yang Zhuo's hands.

However, when this Xuanyuan Sword fell into Yang Zhuo's hand, Yang Zhuo clearly felt a hint of joy coming from the Xuanyuan Sword.

Yang Zhuo immediately raised the Xuanyuan Sword and slashed towards the base of the mountain peak that had previously sealed the sword-shaped phantom

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