Zhang Yu had already discovered that these sword weapons in Ding Mao's hands seemed to lack the necessary cultivation, and the mana bearing was very insufficient, and he only relied on the quality of the small sword itself to fight him before.

Maybe this is nothing to others, but in the eyes of him, who has mastered all the slashes, it is a huge flaw.

Slashing is about strong strength and speed, and when the two are combined, they are even more powerful. Every collision is a test for the sword weapon of the enemy and me, and if there is not enough mana or heartlight to step forward to support it, it will definitely not be able to withstand it.

And no matter what kind of supernatural power on the sword, if the sword weapon has not been refined to the point of melting into qi, then once it is damaged, the supernatural power will also be greatly reduced.

Monks with profound achievements may also be able to condense the blade of the sword with mana and heart light, so as to continue the fight. But when the opponent on the opposite side is also a sword cultivator, and still has a good sword weapon, then it will be a futile move.

Ding Mao had already sensed that something was wrong when Zhang Yu was slashing the small sword just now, but in the extremely close collision, Zhang Yu's sword was too fast, even if he controlled the flying sword to retreat, it was too late.

And after the little sword was cut off by a sword, he himself couldn't help but shake.

After all, the sword weapon and the imperial master are connected to the mind, and now that it has been destroyed, his mind has naturally been affected to a certain extent, but he is a Taoist pawn between life and death, so the injury will not be too much.

But at the time of the battle, this is also an extremely obvious flaw, when he realized that it was not good, the sword light flashed in front of him, but it was the cicada sword in the sky that shook off the entanglement of many small swords, and came straight towards him, and penetrated through his body at once, disintegrating him into countless points of light.

And at this time, Zhang Yu didn't delay for a moment, his big sleeves were raised, and the Sky Sword shook out a divine light, and he slashed at another small sword in front of him!

When Ding Mao condensed his figure again, another small sword was destroyed, and his mind was injured again.

It's just that this time with the experience of the last time, he had a precaution in advance, and he was not taken advantage of by the cicada sword, and the small sword that was flying outside was also retracted, and at the same time, he flew away to avoid the sword light.

This was the first time he took the initiative to retreat, he had the art of dissolving chaos, he was not afraid of the opponent's attack at all, but he could drag the opponent into perceptual confusion, but this time he had to do so in order to maintain the sword weapon.

At this moment, there was a sword light flashing on the top, it was obvious that Zhang Yu was bullied again, he had to sacrifice his sword to cover it, he didn't dare to let a sword weapon bear the sword of Zhang Yu's slash alone, but tried to let the rest of the small swords go up to share its strength.

But when he took the initiative to try to protect the sword, it was equivalent to an extra burden, which led to the next battle being tied, and it was difficult to take care of it everywhere.

Zhang Yu was relieved to make a bold move, and the long sword was slashed, whether it was aimed at Ding Mao himself or against the sword, he could wield it at will.

If he doesn't block it, then he will cut you down, if it is blocked, it will come to the sword weapon, under the sudden and strong attack, but after a few breaths, another small sword shattered.

Ding Mao originally relied on multiple sword weapons to fight him, but as the number of sword weapons weakened, the transfer of sword weapons became more and more cramped and embarrassing.

Soon, the fourth sword shattered to the ground, followed by the fifth, then the sixth...... Sword after sword kept shattering.

The battle situation has reached such a point, the victory or defeat is already extremely clear, ordinary people have already tried to escape when they reach this point, but Ding Mao, as a Taoist pawn, has no such thoughts, in order to complete the previous order, he will only fight to the death, and will not estimate the gap between the two sides.

There was another crisp sound of shattering in the field, and with the shattering of the last small sword, all sixteen sword weapons were gone, and the fragments of broken sword weapons were all swept away by the blizzard.

Ding Mao's side was already empty, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and condensed a long sword with mana.

Zhang Yu glanced at him, due to the destruction of the sword weapon one after another, his mind was constantly damaged, and the mana of this opponent also began to drop significantly, obviously the continuous consumption made the effect of the medicinal power begin to pass.

He stepped forward, flicked his wrist, and casually split the blade of the mana condensed with his hand, and then with a wave of the sword, he killed the shadow of the primordial god in front of him.

Ding Mao's Yuan Shen Zhao came out again, but the next moment, he was smashed by the cicada sword that rushed down from the sky, but then his person appeared persistently not far away, and it seemed that if his mana was not completely exhausted, he would not stop fighting.

Zhang Yu shook his head, this time he didn't continue to move, but looked at it, and said, "Ezhen!"

Rumble!

Ding Mao's figure suddenly shattered, but on the other side, a vague figure appeared.

Zhang Yu moved his feet, and the starlight outside his body flashed, and suddenly appeared in front of the figure, and then handed out a sword, which stabbed into his chest in an instant.

Ding Mao's body trembled, and his originally full cheeks quickly dried up, but the light in his eyes was a little brighter.

He looked at Zhang Yu, there was gratitude and admiration in his eyes, and there was a kind of regret and relief, he slowly reached out and grabbed the blade in front of his chest, and there seemed to be a flash of light on his hand.

After doing this, the light in his eyes slowly went out, and his head was lowered.

Zhang Yu stepped forward, stretched out his hand, put it on his shoulder, and did not let him fall, and then slowly withdrew the blade, and under the support of his extended heartlight, the raging blizzard was blocked out.

Then he flew into the air and returned to the station with Ding Mao's body.

He had already seen the Taoist clothes on this person's body, and he could be sure that this person had been a Tianxia monk, but there was nothing on his body that identified him.

But a true cultivator who is so good at swordsmanship should not be obscure, and he must be a sufficiently important identity.

He had already written down the other man's face, and he could try to check it when he got back.

He took Ding Mao's body into the underground of the station, and temporarily placed it in the stone cabinet inside the station for the fallen soldiers.

He pushed the stone cabinet into the stone wall, slapped a fragment of a small sword on the blank jade bib, and after a few glances, he left the place and returned to the ashram on the ground.

He sat down here, and then he picked up the Sky Sword and laid it in front of him.

At that moment, the other party seemed to pass on something to him, he looked at one place, his mind turned inside, and he suddenly found that countless pictures were shaking in front of him, but these pictures were extremely broken, as if they were cut and kneaded together, confused and clueless.

This needs him to come down and slowly straighten it out.

He thought about it, passed a consciousness to Bai Guo, and then entered the concentration.

A moment later, he saw that he was once again standing on top of the wilderness, but there was no snowstorm around, and Ding Mao was standing not far ahead.

He looked at the small sword surrounding Ding Mao and said, "Bai Guo, evolve this sword's weapon into a blade that can fully carry mana." ”

Bai Guo said: "Yes, sir." ”

When Zhang Yu looked at it again, the sixteen small swords were already blooming with bright light, and he raised his head and said, "This time, we will fight fairly." ”

Ding Mao solemnly gave him a sword salute.

Zhang Yu stretched out his hand to take it, and the Sky Sword appeared in his hand, and then stepped forward, the sword light flickered, and he slashed the past, and the opposite side was also flying around the swords, attacking and killing, and the two of them fought in one place in an instant!

Above the Kuisu Earth Star, a light suddenly emitted from an ice pit in the northern polar region, and the figure of the left Daoist appeared outside, he swept the dust and looked around.

To his astonishment, it was daytime when he entered the place where the book was presented, but now it was night, and he clearly felt that only half a quarter or so had passed in it.

After calculating it again, he found that it was not only the change of day and night, but also the fact that two days had passed since he arrived here, as if he had just gone to another heavy world.

He looked down at the jade in his hand, showed a cautious look, and carefully put it in his sleeve.

According to Zhang Yu's confession, after sending the submission, he only needs to stay on the earth star, and there is no need to do anything, just protect himself.

He thought about it and felt that it should be the case, now that the situation is complicated, he doesn't have to think about what to help, that will only cause more trouble.

After pondering, he looked around, then took off into the air and flew down the mountain.

In the training ground of the Military Affairs Bureau, several armored sergeants are besieging a tall metal giant.

The outer armor of both sides was not much different, but there was a difference in the use of skill and spiritual power, and the result was that the besieged metal giant was superior, and in a short time all the armored sergeants were knocked to the ground.

At this time, a scribe hurriedly walked in and said to the metal giant, "Signator, there is an urgent document coming." ”

The metal giant looked sideways, then waved his hand, and all the armored sergeants stood up, clasped their fists at him, and retreated.

The metal giant's eyebrows flashed, the outer armor on his body converged, and Hong Yuanqiu walked out of the self-training martial arts field, and said, "Where did you get the paperwork?"

The scribe stepped forward and whispered a few words beside him.

Hong Yuanqiu's face was solemn, and he quickened his pace and walked out, and soon returned to his office hall, and after entering the door, he saw a Taoist standing there.

He looked upright, raised his hand and saluted, and said, "There is a labor messenger who has been waiting for a long time, and it is rude." Putting down his hand, he said, "The messenger has suddenly arrived, but what is the explanation?"

The man's lips moved slightly, as if he were speaking.

Hong Yuanqiu listened intently, but his expression became more and more serious, and finally he nodded and said in a deep voice: "A labor envoy has informed that the Military Affairs Administration will deal with this matter." ”

The man made a joke, turned around and walked out.

Hong Yuanqiu's expression was solemn, he came to the chair and sat down, thought for a long time, and instructed the scribe: "You go and call Shi Yanxin and Yao Zhenjun, quickly, but try not to let people know."

Also, you go and check who is responsible for the assignment of the arrangements for the Wei army and the Fu army in Yeya Prefecture, don't be alarmed after finding out, send someone to keep an eye on him, and see who is in contact with him. ”

The scribe bowed and retreated silently.

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