When Almotai saw the light coming from the sword, he stretched out his hand and tried to ward it off. In his imagination, this sword alone would not have much lethality.
But after the contact, his whole body couldn't stop trembling, and he took a step back involuntarily, with a look of surprise deep in his eyes.
He could not imagine that this sword could burst out with such huge power. Even if it could not compare with Zhang Yuzong's sword attack just now, it was not far behind.
If he was intact, such power would actually not be able to do anything to him, but now that he is injured, if he uses a weapon full of scars and gaps inside to forcefully collide with the opponent, this will in any case increase the original damage.
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In fact, his injuries will gradually recover over time, and the speed is also very fast. But after all, he is not a real god, and the limitations of physical properties mean that there is an upper limit to this speed, at least within the next day or two.
It will get better.
At this moment, he finally realized that Zhang Yu really had the means to kill him, so he had no intention of staying here anymore, but turned around and ran away without saying a word.
Zhang Yu watched his figure go away, but did not follow him immediately. Instead, his mind moved, and the Dao Hun seal appeared beside him. On the seal of "Sword, Control", next to the seal of "Sword Light"
, at this moment there is another seal with the word "Flying Sword" on it.
Obviously, due to the improvement of his own realm and the growth of his inner light, his communication with this sword has also reached a higher level.
As far as he knows, the real "flying sword" is a method that some old cultivators are good at. According to legend, it can even kill enemies thousands of miles away. This not only requires a superior sword, but also requires certain skills.
Cooperate.
The "Flying Sword" seal here should only represent the superficial meaning, which can make it easier for him to control the sword, rather than some mysterious and unpredictable magical means.
For now, all of Hun Zhang's seals are what he already possesses. He just strengthened his own understanding of this skill and further made appropriate physical and mental adjustments.
All of this is built on its own foundation. Unless the power of great chaos is introduced, nothing more will appear.
He thought for a moment, this seal was still very useful for this battle, and he was also looking forward to the magical power that this sword would be able to exert in the future. So he focused on it and conveniently
Observed and read it.
In an instant, he felt that he and the sword became more harmonious. Even though the sword was soaring outside at the moment, it felt as if he was holding it in his hand.
He gathered his thoughts and calmed down, and then a flash of light flashed from his body, and he flew away quickly. After taking a breath or two, he caught up with Almotai, but did not stop, but jumped directly over his head, and then thought
As soon as it was drawn, the sword light extended and struck down like lightning!
Almotai was running with all his strength on the ground. When he saw Zhang Yu appear again, he increased his vigilance. However, the sword light came too fast. He could only muster the strength of his whole body and raised his arms to parry. The golden light on his body also followed rapidly.
Ascend.
But when this sword came down, the power it unleashed was greater than before. He couldn't help but be shaken, his feet staggered, and even more blood spilled from his body.
After a slight pause, he did not stop, but instead accelerated his pace.
In order to reduce the number of attacks he suffered, he did not dare to jump at all, but he soon discovered that this effort was in vain. The flexibility of the sword light was completely beyond his imagination.
But even if he was ravaged by such a storm of sword light, his speed did not slow down by half, and he rushed firmly in the determined direction, as if his life force had not been exhausted, and he would not stop.
Zhang Yu looked at Almotai's figure from above, constantly using flying swords to weaken the opponent. Now every sword hit would cause damage to the opponent. Looking at this speed, he would not be able to escape from the wasteland in one day.
of.
And he was not prepared to delay it until that time.
After a long period of time passed, he could feel from his heart that Almotail had reached a very weak point. Although his speed remained the same and his strength did not seem to weaken, it was Almotail's will that was supporting him.
While squeezing his own essence, the effect of the divine robe and his own faith and resilience prevented him from falling down.
Zhang Yu's eyes moved slightly at this moment, and Xia Jian suddenly rose straight up. After reaching the zenith, the tip of the sword pointed downwards, as if it was ready to go. After a while, he let go of his thoughts, and the sword light flashed, as if
A thunderbolt fell from the sky!
Almotai didn't have a good way to deal with this, so he had to raise his arms to resist as before. However, this time, the power on the sword was not concentrated on one point like before, and all of it was sent to him. Instead, it was pressed down heavily, and it exploded.
With one sound, he was driven into the earth like a nail!
He also has rich fighting experience. He immediately realized what the other party wanted to do. He shouted loudly and wanted to get out of the pit. However, before he could do this, the sword flashed again and stabbed straight.
On his chest, his whole body trembled, and he couldn't help but pause.
The sword light did not stop because of this, but was jumping back and forth. The power on it was also changing from time to time, sometimes condensing in one place, and sometimes venting outward.
From a distance, it looked like he was being struck by thunder, his body shaking continuously, and a deep pit appeared under his feet and was sinking.
Almotai suddenly felt tired and weak, something he had never felt before.
At this moment, he finally realized that he was not as perfect as he imagined.
The decline in confidence caused his momentum to decline accordingly, and his spiritual side fell to a low point in an instant. He was no longer able to resist attacks from the air.
As the sword light crashed down again, there was a muffled sound, and his whole body was hit hard into the big pit beneath him.
He lay there on his back, completely losing all strength. After a while, golden blood flowed out of him, and soon spread to the bottom of the entire pit. It looked like he was floating on the golden blood.
Normal in water.
Since the damage he suffered was comprehensive, all the bones, skin, and muscles of his body were broken. He was like a porcelain man full of cracks at the moment. As long as he was touched even slightly, he would be completely shattered.
The only thing that supports him now is his own spirituality.
Zhang Yu slowly descended from the sky, and the Xia Jian floated over and floated to one side.
He walked to the pothole and stood there, looking at the person.
Every time Almotel took a breath, blood would seep out of his skin. He could no longer see clearly and could only detect vague shadows. He used his own spirituality to say: "You have won."
Zhang Yu said quietly: "I want to ask you a question."
"What do you want to ask?"
Zhang Yu stretched out his hands, took off his hood, looked down, and said: "When Yan Xulun was so targeted at the Shu family, he even did not hesitate to cremate the entire Shu family. I don't think it was just for a book.
So, what is his purpose? Or, what does he want to get?"
