Feeling the inheritance in his mind, Ming Buyan's eyes lit up.

Weapons have always been an important part of a warrior's combat power.

A handy weapon is very important to a warrior, especially a magic weapon, which can sometimes even play a key role in decisive victory.

The art of raising swords can be used to raise swords, so that people and swords can reach a state of spiritual communication, and can even continuously improve the level of weapons.

This is quite a good secret skill.

"It's a pity that the Haotian Sword was taken to the battlefield by the clone. Well, let's find another sword." Ming Wuyan started rummaging through the ring.

Over the years, he has done missions and obtained many weapons.

Although it is not as good as the Haotian Sword.

But there are some weapons that can be regarded as magical weapons in the secular world.

Soon he found a suitable long sword. The sword was three feet and four feet long. The hilt was inlaid with gems and the sword had dense patterns on the body.

The whole sword shone with a cold light in the sunlight, making it look extraordinary at first sight.

The name of this sword is Han Xing.

Ming Wuyan took the sword and began to perform the sword-raising technique.

The true energy is continuously injected into Han Xing, tempering the sword body, and faintly exuding white light. Of course, becoming a magic weapon cannot be achieved overnight.

Developing sword skills does not mean you can develop a divine sword casually.

This takes time to accumulate.

He didn't say anything and wasn't in a hurry. He had plenty of time anyway.

"Speaking of which, the paper mannequin clone I left with King Zhenbei is almost running out of energy." Ming Wuyan murmured.

The power of the paper man clone depends on the amount of infuriating energy injected into it.

And use infuriating energy once and less.

So as time goes by, the power of the paper man's clone will continue to decrease.

In the past two years, the paper man clones he left on the battlefield didn't take much action, but they still fought a few battles and lost a lot of energy.

Counting the time, the energy is almost exhausted.

So he took out a paper man again, and with a thought, the paper man transformed into his appearance and went to replace the paper man's clone whose vitality was almost exhausted.

On the battlefield.

The war between Daliang and Dayu is in full swing.

Although the other three dynasties in Dayu sent troops to support them, in the past two years, several cities were captured by King Zhenbei.

But in the opinion of King Zhenbei, this kind of efficiency is too slow.

"War is all about resources. Now, our millions of troops are fighting in Dayu, consuming countless resources, including grain, grass, horses, weapons... Even if our country, Daliang, has grown stronger in recent years, it is not an option to continue to consume like this.

." Inside the camp, King Zhenbei murmured as he looked at the sand table.

Unless the other three dynasties intervened.

Now, he can probably capture the entire King of Chongqing.

Thinking of this, he was a little angry and helpless, "I should have thought of it a long time ago. Tianhai Qilin Pavilion can control Dayu, and naturally it can also control other dynasties. If we continue to fight like this, it will only become more and more disadvantageous to our army."

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Although the Daliang army seems strong, there are hidden dangers.

First, they were fighting on Dayu's territory.

Second, Dayu has the help of the other three dynasties, and its military strength will probably increase. When they gather enough troops, it will be time for them to counterattack.

"Should we withdraw first?"

King Zhenbei was a little unwilling.

Suddenly.

Outside the camp, an overwhelming aura surged in.

Even the earth is shaking.

This aura caused the expressions of Zhenbei King, Nangong Chan and others to change slightly.

Ren Guyun was the first to rush out of the military camp. With a solemn gaze in the distance, he saw a purple light rising from the ground.

Purple light spread in the clouds, dyeing the sky purple, and a figure in a purple robe came through the air with Huanghuang's power!

Many soldiers couldn't help but be shocked when they saw this scene.

"That man is actually flying?!"

"Oh my god, walking in the air, what kind of state is this?!"

Ren Guyun also had a solemn face.

Because even with his level of cultivation, he couldn't fly through the air. The only person he had ever seen who could fly was Ming Wuyan who flew with a sword.

But the opponent is Yu Jian.

But the person in front of me was walking through the air without the help of any external objects!

Is this person more terrifying than His Highness?

Ren Guyun felt even heavier when he thought of this.

"I am the master of Tianhai Qilin Pavilion! Prince Daliang, why don't you come out and die!" The visitor spoke indifferently, his voice like thunder.

The huge sound wave even set off a huge storm, impacting millions of troops.
Chapter completed!