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Chapter 388

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    Although the result of the battle in the sky had already been drawn, the people watching the battle below remained silent for a long time.

    If it is said that Wang Chongjin's previous sword was back to basics, then in comparison, Zhang Yu's sword can be regarded as upright and upright, overwhelming people with power, but it is even more shocking.

    Many people can't help but have a thought in their minds, if there is a sword that breaks all spells in the world, maybe it should look like this?

    At this time, a ray of light flew into the sky, but the Taoist who was with Yu Fu stepped forward to catch Wang Chongjin who had fallen. He inspected it, but found that although Wang Chongjin was not exhausted, his body was severely damaged, not to mention the future.  If there is no way, it may be difficult to keep this body of cultivation alone.

    He couldn't help feeling a bit of pity in his heart, looked up at Zhang Yu, and said, "Zhang Xuanzheng, it must have been too ruthless."

    Zhang Yudan said: "Your Wang Daoyou has killing intent on his sword, and I've shown mercy to you because of your affection."

    The Taoist suddenly had nothing to say.

    You can't say that you want to kill others and stop others from killing you.  Besides, they could see clearly the situation of the fight just now, Wang Chongjin was merciless with his sword and sword, Zhang Yu did not take his life, it was indeed his mercy.

    He sighed, apologized, and backed away.

    Taoist Wan Ming watched the ray of light fall towards the true cultivators, and said in a deep voice, "Everyone, be careful, these true cultivators are not trustworthy, and we must guard against them causing trouble."

    Everyone is convinced.

    Wen Liang thought for a while, he actually didn't think what would happen to these true cultivators, otherwise he wouldn't have appeared in front of them openly, but it was the real cultivators who caused the trouble just now, so Wan Ming's order is understandable.

    Xiaowei Ming watched the results from a distance, and murmured: "It's amazing, it's amazing."

    At his level, the powers are all interlinked. Even if he doesn't know the sword technique, he can still know the power of the various changes inside.

    Not to mention Zhang Yu, but Wang Chongjin, he felt that if it was the first time he came to the wasteland, he might not be his opponent.

    But now, he actually still has the confidence to fight. What he hates the most is actually people like Yuantong Patriarch.  in an attempt to make amends.

    But in the distance, the sergeants on the barracks were all silent. Although they couldn't understand the various sword techniques when the two sides were fighting, the last slash of the sword, like the sun flying into the sky, was deeply imprinted in their minds  In the midst of it, their hearts trembled, and they felt afraid to face it directly.  In the past, they always thought that they could fight monks just by putting on the mysterious armor, and monks seemed to be no big deal, but this scene now tells them that this is actually not the case.  This made them feel a little hard to accept.

    At this time, a person looked at the crowd, and suddenly raised his voice: "Everyone, why are you so downcast? Do you know who that person is? That is Xuanzheng of the Xuanfu, a rare middle-ranking monk, perhaps already close to the upper rank, everyone  There is no need to be depressed, there are not many people like this among monks.

    And in our army, don't we also have Captain Ming and Captain Mo?  Their strength is far from what we can compare, isn't this a truth?  "

    Everyone thought about it and felt that it made sense.

    Another voice said: "That's right, and we still have Xuanbing, why should we be afraid of these monks?"

    "That's right!" Someone immediately agreed with this statement, and pretended to be relaxed: "Just like Zhang Xuanzheng, he must not be able to withstand a black soldier, right? If we fight him, even if we can't win, it's better to die together."  Can it be done?

    Besides, there are tens of thousands of people behind us, how many monks are there?  Even if one or two people are more powerful, what's the use?  "

    Everyone also nodded one after another. After such a self-comfort, they felt that the monks seemed not so scary anymore, and they felt a little more relaxed.

    In fact, they also know that monks and sergeants have their own strengths, and they can't be blindly exalted or belittled. It's just that they have been deliberately influenced by some people for a long time, and they always think that monks are a group of people who should be eliminated, but now they have seen the real situation.  , this concept that existed in the past is difficult to get rid of at once, so subconsciously I don't want to face these things squarely.

    After Zhang Yu defeated Wang Chongjin, he stood in the sky for a long time, as if he was thinking about something. After a long time, he floated down.

    After he greeted everyone, he stepped into the inner room, then sat down cross-legged, and picked up the cicada sword to sense it.

    For the last sword, he poured all his energy into it, and with the unprecedented improvement in momentum, it seemed that something was about to grow out of the sword.

    &nbThe man said: "Xuanzheng, don't worry, everything has been properly arranged."

    Zhang Yu nodded, he and Yun Chen had already discussed, this time he will personally lead all the cultivators and the military army to the front line, striving to wipe out Shuangzhou in one battle.

    He looked into the depths of the wilderness, where he hoped to find the answer he had been looking for.

    The date of the military government's official dispatch of troops was set, and seven days passed in a flash amidst the busy schedule of all parties.

    On the twenty-eighth day, there was first a long sound of horns in the plain, and then the rumble of military drums. The sound was so loud that it shook the heavens and the earth.

    Following the exchange of light transmissions, the barracks all over the wasteland and the rooftops of the boats emitted dazzling light. A flying boat slowly rose into the sky, densely covering the sky, and then flew towards the distant sky.  And go!

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