Imitri's expression was a little complicated, he shook his hand, as if he wanted to get rid of something, he looked at Zhang Yudao and said, "Tianxia people, how did you know about this?"

Zhang Yudao: "It seems that you don't know, your previous stories have been described as glorious poems, circulating in this land, and I only learned your name from there." ”

Imit showed a hint of human sadness on his face, and said, "I know, this is deliberately spread by my enemies, in order to be able to destroy me forever, but I don't know, you Tianxia people will also read such psalms." ”

Zhang Yudao: "It's true that not everyone will read it, and it just so happens that I'm very interested in this." ”

"Yes," said Imitelli, "I think you may be disappointed by the ending of the psalm, but it doesn't matter," he said, looking at him and emphasizing his tone, "I will continue this story." ”

He leaned forward, his legs stomped on the ground vigorously, and his axes were placed at the sides of his body, and he rushed forward.

Zhang Yu obviously felt that although his speed and strength were not much worse than those of Fang Cai, there seemed to be a little problem between coordination. And in a battle that requires all effort, even the slightest deviation can have a serious impact on combat power.

He moved easily, and with a swing of his sword, he had already brought a wound on his body.

And this time, although Imitri's wound is also recovering, it is much slower than before, and most importantly, the spiritual light on his person is not as dazzling as Fang Cai.

After receiving a few more swords, Imitri suddenly jumped back, looked serious, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you nothing?"

Zhang Yu didn't explain much to him, and his answer was a slash with a sword.

He knew exactly what he was asking.

After the gods descend into the human body, the spiritual side will regress greatly, but it still has all the basic abilities that a god should have.

This includes the rapid regeneration of limbs, great strength, as well as spiritual coercion and spiritual pressure, and since the other party is called the god of plague, he thinks he has the ability to spread the plague.

There are several ways to do this, through the breath, through the body, and even through spiritual contact.

In this, breathing is undoubtedly the most difficult to guard against. Because even if he is a metaphysical cultivator, before he has contemplated and read the upper chapter books, he still needs to communicate with the outside world through the breath of the mouth and nose and the skin.

The heart light can block the entry of external poison to a certain extent, but it cannot be completely avoided, especially in the collision with the other party's spiritual light, the slightest negligence will be invaded by the other party.

Imitri's sudden change of green mist was actually completely unnecessary during the battle, and was purely superfluous. But it wouldn't be strange if you could guess what he really meant.

Zhang Yu faced this situation, but he had an advantage over ordinary Xuan Xiu, because he had read the True Fetal Seal, and every breath he took could exhale out all the external poisons that were not conducive to him.

If the other party hopes to use these to influence and weaken him, it is a miscalculation.

Under his current attack, Imitri obviously lost his composure, and his posture gradually became scattered.

Zhang Yan saw a flaw at this time, leaned up, and a hand holding a stone axe flew out and fell far to the ground.

Imitri hurriedly moved another stone axe in front of him, trying to parry another sword that followed him.

Zhang Yu's sword fell diagonally, his wrist shook slightly, but it was like a bird's beak pecked, and the tip of the sword was pointed on this stone axe, and with a cracking sound, the weapon suddenly turned into a piece of rubble.

Imitri couldn't help but take two steps back, he looked at the remaining grip in his hand, shook it off, and then roared at Zhang Yu, his body shining brightly.

Zhang Yu stepped forward without hurry, and with a wave of his sword, a sword light appeared on the tip of the sword, and in an instant, he slashed through the spiritual light and cut one of his knees, and Imitri's body involuntarily turned to one side, and the loss of his center of gravity made him stagger backwards.

Zhang Yu would not give him another chance to recover, and with another wave of his arm, the sword light flashed, and his other calf was cut off.

Imitri's body lost its support all of a sudden, and he involuntarily knelt there, he slowly raised his head, turned around again, and said to Zhang Yu: "It seems that you have won, come on, the winner has the right to deprive the loser of everything, including life and power." ”

Zhang Yu stepped forward, raised the blade of his sword with both hands, paused for a moment, and slashed hard, and with a muffled sound, his head was suddenly cut off.

Imitri's head fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust, his eyes were still there looking at Zhang Yu, and he said in a spiritual voice: "This is not the end of this, under the supreme, the epic will never end, and we will meet again." ”

As he spoke, a white light rose from his body, and between his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, and rushed toward the sky.

Zhang Yu glanced up, he held the Xia Sword horizontally, and reflected the blade against the white light, and in an instant, like the light of the scorching sun shone into a cloud of ice and snow, with a terrible scream, the white light melted away in an instant, and exploded.

Pure spirituality, if there is no sustenance of the body, it is extremely fragile, if there are a large number of them, it is fine, but the remaining divine power of Imitri is actually not much for a long time.

But he knew that the true nature of this god had not perished.

His gaze fell to the ground, and Imitri's body had been reduced to a dry corpse, and then the skeleton collapsed, turning into a pile of dust.

After a moment's thought, he reached into his pocket and pulled out the man's little finger, which was now a blackened phalange.

This is where the real roots of the person lie.

So this thing can't be left outside, it needs to be brought back to the Xuanfu to deal with.

Zhang Yu said lightly: "Your story is over here. Putting it back in his pocket, he put his sword back into its sheath and went under the altar.

Tao Dingfu was standing below with a sword at the moment, and when he saw him coming down, he threw the sword away, let it fall back into the scabbard behind his back, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, it seems that you have also solved it over there?"

Zhang Yu glanced around, saw five charred black objects in the shape of a human body on the ground, and knew that this place had been cleaned up, so he said, "It's solved, I'm going back to Ruiguang first." ”

Tao Dingfu nodded and said, "It's okay, I also remembered that I wanted to leave Ruiguang for a while." As he spoke, his body slowly floated up against the backdrop of fire.

Zhang Yu looked up at him and said, "Senior brother, when will you be able to escape?"

Tao Dingfu smiled: "I only found out in the past few days," he looked up at the sky, "The turbidity tide is receding, and it is more convenient for my generation to come and go." ”

He looked down at Zhang Yu again, "Senior brother, we'll see you in the future, take care." After speaking, his figure soared up, and then turned into a rainbow light and flew away.

Zhang Yumu watched Tao Dingfu leave, stood in place for a moment, then turned around and managed to clean up the things left at the scene, including the Divine Son of the Plague God who was killed by him first.

This time, he followed this man's tracks, so he had to bring it back and give an explanation.

He found a noose from his horse's bag, tied the body to the horse, and rode back slowly.

Two days later, he returned to Ruiguang City.

However, instead of returning directly to the city from the southern city, he turned to the port to the west and headed for Wenqi Square outside the city.

Because of the first two accidents, there were several times more guards here than usual, and the investigation was extremely strict.

And when Zhang Yu came over, because he was dragging a burly corpse behind his horse, it was extremely eye-catching, and those guards couldn't help but be nervous, and put down the fire gun one after another.

Zhang Yu's body suddenly rose up at this time, enveloping his whole body, and the faces of those guard leaders suddenly changed, and they all stopped their soldiers and told them to quickly put down the firearms.

The horses dragged the corpse all the way to the middle of Wenqi Square, and Zhang Yu stopped, and then he swung his sword to cut the bolt, leaving the remnants of the alien god to lie there.

The young Xuan Xiu was still waiting on the side of the square at the moment, and no one had paid attention to him in the past two days, after seeing this scene, he suddenly stood up, rushed up, and pointed: "It's him, it's him, it's him who killed the king and engaged them!"

Then he came up and grabbed the reins of the horse's head, and said excitedly to Zhang Yu, who was sitting on horseback: "Senior Brother Zhang, you really brought this murderer back!"

His voice was so loud that the crowd in the square began to gather spontaneously when they heard it.

The young Xuan Xiu pointed at Zhang Yu and said: "This is Senior Brother Zhang of my Xuanfu, it's him, it's him who killed the god incarnation here last time, and now he has brought the murderer back this time!"

Everyone had already heard that the murderer this time was a god, and even if this corpse was lying there at the moment, there was still a fierce aura all over his body, and many people who were not pure-blooded Ruiguang people still felt palpitations when they looked at it, and there was an urge to kneel down and worship.

At this time, they looked at Zhang Yu, whose whole body was shrouded in light, and they couldn't help but feel a wave of respect and awe in their hearts.

Young Xuan Xiu seemed to be under too much pressure in the past few days, and after shouting, he suddenly knelt on the square, hit his head on the ground again and again, and couldn't help crying, "Who said that our Xuanfu is incompetent...... That's just my fault, my fault. ”

Zhang Yu glanced at him and said, "That's not your fault, in fact, even if there is a mistake, you are not afraid," he raised his eyes to look at the raised platform in Ruiguang City, as well as all the buildings on it.

"Just correct the mistakes. ”

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