Battlefield of the West.

The battle was brutal.

The sound of the two armies fighting resounded for hundreds of miles.

And in the middle of the battlefield, the battle between Li Ziye and Mu Shouzhi has reached a new chapter.

Mu Shouzhi promised in the name of the God of Light that he would never use the Holy Sword of Judgment again, just so that the boy in front of him could fight with dignity.

After Li Ziye heard that Mu Shouzhi no longer used the Holy Sword of Judgment, he stopped running. He unfolded the stainless steel fan in his hand and shook it gently, looking like a handsome young man.

If it weren't for that chicken coop head.

Ten feet away, Mu Shouzhi sheathed the Holy Sword of Judgment, hung it on his waist, and casually pulled out a bronze sword on the battlefield. He looked at the young man in front of him and said in a deep voice, "Come on."

"Please come first!"

Li Ziye closed the stainless steel fan in his hand and responded humbly and politely.

Mu Shouzhi narrowed his eyes slightly, and without talking any more nonsense, he stepped forward and rushed forward.

The bronze long sword slashed down, its edge was dazzling. In the hands of a great practitioner of the Five Realms, even an ordinary sword was enough to exert the power of a divine weapon.

"boom!"

The moment the bronze sword fell, Li Ziye's figure flew out ten feet away, avoiding the former's attack.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't run away?"

When Mu Shouzhi saw this, his expression darkened and he asked.

"I just said I won't run away, I didn't say I won't hide anymore."

Li Ziye said matter-of-factly, "Is it possible that I have to stand there and wait for you to chop it down?"

"Strong words!"

Mu Shouzhi responded with a gloomy expression, his figure passed by, and he attacked again.

Li Ziye stepped back step by step, relying on his speed advantage to keep dodging, but did not want to confront the person in front of him head-on.

Even if there is no Holy Sword of Judgment, the five realms are still the five realms. If you go head-to-head with someone else, that's just a mistake.

"boom!"

After dodging several moves, the long sword came close to him. At the moment when he couldn't avoid it, Li Ziye unfolded the stainless steel fan in his hand and used Tai Chi to release his force and resolve the crisis.

"Um?"

The sword missed, Mu Shouzhi's eyes darkened, and his face became colder.

This guy's martial arts skills are really weird.

"Prison of Light!"

The offensive failed one after another, and the anger in Mu Shouzhi's heart became increasingly difficult to suppress, and the prison of light reappeared.

The light and divine power filled the air, like a quagmire, trapping the battle situation.

Li Ziye sensed this and quickly moved thirty feet away to avoid the scope of the Prison of Light.

"Why are you running again!"

When Mu Shouzhi saw the kid in front of him running away again, he lost all his patience and said angrily.

"You can't use this trick either!"

Li Ziye said seriously, "Otherwise, we won't fight!"

If you fight, just fight, no matter what debuff you use!

When Mu Shouzhi heard this, his face was as angry as if he had eaten a fly. After a moment, he suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a deep voice, "Okay, I won't use this trick, but you can't hide anymore!"

"good!"

Li Ziye smiled brightly, showing his eight white teeth.

The rear of the army.

The King of Triumph looked at the battle between the two men in front of him, his expression became a little strange.

The temperament of Mr. Sanyu is really eclectic.

It seems that it is difficult for Mu Shouzhi to take any advantage in this battle.

"bring it on!"

On the battlefield, Mu Shouzhi looked at the young man in front of him and said with a gloomy expression.

"Commander, be careful, I'm about to officially start!"

Li Ziye reminded him with a smile, and immediately, he took a step forward and disappeared in an instant.

The speed was so fast that it was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. Before he could recover, he was already in front of Mu Shouzhi.

Having practiced the Flying Immortal Technique, which is the fastest in the world, and has the guidance of Xuan Feng, who is the fastest among the demon clan, Li Ziye's current movement speed is difficult for even many five realms to match.

Mu Shou was well prepared, but he was still shocked by the terrifying speed of the person in front of him. He crossed the bronze sword and blocked the attack.

"boom!"

The fine steel fan and the bronze long sword collided, and the aftermath shook, and the bronze long sword suddenly vibrated violently.

After all, ordinary swords are not as sharp as divine weapons and cannot withstand too much power.

How could someone as smart as Li Ziye fail to see this?

"One sword to fly!"

The true energy was activated, and the fine steel fans scattered. The nineteen fan bones turned into nineteen sword lights, and they hit the same position of the bronze sword one after another.

"Click!"

Suddenly, cracks appeared on the bronze sword, making it crisp and harsh.

Mu Shouzhi's expression changed slightly, and he guarded his sword with his true essence, blocking nineteen sword lights.

Li Ziye's lips curved slightly when he saw the former's actions.

If this thief Sun couldn't do his best, he wouldn't be so embarrassed.

Fortunately, his broken fan is pretty good, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to take advantage of the weapon.

"Commander, I'm here again!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Ziye's figure flew out again, and the fine steel fan cut through the air like a sharp sword. The target was still the broken position of the bronze long sword.

"boom!"

The violent impact sounded again, the aftermath shook, and the cracks in the bronze sword spread rapidly.

Mu Shouzhi's expression changed again, and he stepped back for the first time, wanting to change his sword.

pity.

How could Li Ziye give him this opportunity?

"War brings disaster to Tianguan!"

The mighty chapter first appeared, and the true energy vibrated, immediately sending all the weapons around the battlefield flying.

A moment later.

Li Ziye rushed forward, attacking continuously and counterattacking strongly.

The swords and fans clashed with each other, making a harsh sound. Mu Shouzhi, who was distracted from guarding his sword, was at a disadvantage for a moment.

"mean!"

Anger rose in Mu Shouzhi's heart, and he turned his palms to raise his energy, intending to use absolute power to repel the person in front of him.

Li Ziye turned his steps, avoiding the force of his palm, and used his fan as a sword. His attack became more fierce, not giving the former a chance to escape.

He knew very well that if a person who was accustomed to using a sword suddenly changed his fighting style, it would be impossible for him to adapt immediately.

This is his chance.

"Click!"

The sound of swords and fans colliding, and the sword breaking sounded again, so clearly.

"One sword to fly!"

When an opportunity arose, Li Ziye used the stainless steel fan in his hand to press for another three points and crashed into the bronze sword.

Suddenly.

The bronze sword, which was already riddled with holes, could no longer withstand the strength of two people and shattered.

A moment of opportunity.

The fine steel fan in Li Ziye's hand spread out and turned into sword lights that stabbed Mu Shouzhi's heart.

Crisis strikes.
To be continued...