Chapter 241 Ancient Battlefield

Half a day later, a formation that was enough to cover the range of the mountain was built. Yang Zhuo moved his hands together, and with a spell, the formation started to operate on its own.

After doing this, Yang Zhuo sat cross-legged and adjusted his breathing. This time, he did not take long.

After his magic power returned to his best state, Yang Zhuo stood up and with a move with his left hand, a light curtain suddenly appeared in the circulating formation, covering the range covered by the formation.

This includes the mountain in front of you. After Yang Zhuo finished doing these, he used a move with his right hand and the Xuanyuan Sword came out, but slashed towards the mountain in front of you.

After a loud bang, the mountain peak actually only fell a few pieces of gravel. This was simply amazing. I know that although the Xuanyuan Sword has not been fully formed, it is enough to match the immortal weapon. However, under the powerful attack of the Xuanyuan Sword, the mountain peak actually fell a few pieces of gravel. From this, we can also see how incredible the seemingly ordinary mountain peak has. At least in terms of its strength, it is absolutely rare.

However, Yang Zhuo didn't care. He had known that this would be the case for a long time. He immediately controlled the Xuanyuan Sword and slashed towards the mountain. This time there was no exception. There were still only a few pieces of gravel fell. However, Yang Zhuo was still not moved and continued to control the Xuanyuan Sword and slash towards the mountain.

Finally, after the Xuanyuan Sword was slashed for the first time, the mountain finally couldn't hold on. It was like a warrior damaged by armor, and could no longer withstand the powerful attack of the Xuanyuan Sword. After a white light appeared on the entire mountain, it finally turned into pieces of gravel scattered all over the ground.

Just as the mountain turned into gravel and scattered all over the ground, an extremely sharp phantom attacked the place where Yang Zhuo stood. Yang Zhuo looked at it and saw a sword-shaped phantom. He immediately moved the Xuanyuan Sword with a move, as if he was ready, and faced the sword-shaped phantom.

The phantom and the Xuanyuan Sword were both virtual and real, and there was no possibility of fighting each other, but for some reason, the two were fighting each other at this moment. From the momentum, the sword-shaped phantom was even better than the Xuanyuan Sword.

Both of them trembled slightly when they intersected. They knew that the sword-shaped phantom had no entity, but was just a sword spirit that already had a spirit. However, the Xuanyuan Sword is a real and tangible thing. Although the sword spirit was just now merged, it should not be underestimated. This sword-shaped phantom could actually compete with the Xuanyuan Sword, which had the entity and the sword spirit without any entity. If the sword-shaped phantom had the entity, what would it look like?

Yang Zhuo seemed not surprised to see this, but just smiled slightly, and kept using the magic tricks in his hand to constantly fight with the sword-shaped phantom. Although the sword-shaped phantom was extremely sharp, it had no entity after all, but was just a sword spirit-like existence. Therefore, after facing the Xuanyuan Sword controlled by Yang Zhuo, a sign of failure appeared soon.

However, the sword-shaped phantom was also a bachelor. Seeing that he could not defeat the Xuanyuan Sword, he immediately turned around and broke through the air in the distance.

Hum, are you just trying to escape now? It's too late. Seeing this, Yang Zhuo hummed lightly, then moved his hands together, and a mysterious magic trick was shot out. The huge light curtain formed by the formation immediately contracted rapidly.

After a moment, the originally huge light curtain became sticky. The sword-shaped phantom that flew outwards was bounced back after touching the viscous light curtain. However, the sword-shaped phantom turned direction again, trying to avoid the restraint of the light curtain.

However, Yang Zhuo had arranged the formation and knew that this would happen, so how could he give him a chance to escape. So without hesitation, Yang Zhuo moved his hands together, and soon the viscous light curtain wrapped the sword-shaped phantom in and slowly closed it.

The sword-shaped phantom seemed to have noticed the situation facing him at this moment, so it kept slashing towards the light curtain, but the light curtain seemed to be unforced. No matter how the sword-shaped phantom moved, it dissipated like a mud cow entering the sea. The sword-shaped phantom's attack could not have any effect on the closed light curtain.

Finally, with the layers of advancement of the light curtain, the sword-shaped phantom was frozen in the light curtain and motionless.

Seeing this, Yang Zhuo immediately turned the ball into extremely sticky, and the light curtain, which was like a substance, kept slapping in an extremely regular way.

The sword-shaped phantom kept shaking slightly as Yang Zhuo continued to slap, as if he was under great pressure.

Finally, after a while, Yang Zhuo stopped the movement in his hand, and the sword-shaped phantom became dimmed a little.

However, Yang Zhuo moved the magic trick slightly, setting the sword-shaped phantom at a place three feet high in front of him, and then took out a jade bi from the storage bag again. With the magic power, a green flame that was extremely cold and cold rushed out and burned towards the sword-shaped phantom.

After the sword-shaped phantom encountered this green flame, it seemed as if it had encountered a natural enemy, and there was no sign of resistance.

Soon, with Yang Zhuo's full efforts to urge the jade bi, the green flame wrapped around the sword-shaped phantom, and Yang Zhuo also removed the light curtain condensed by the previous formation at this moment.

But at this moment, the sword-shaped phantom was burning by the green flames, and there was no movement at all. It just floated quietly three feet above the ground, as if it had lost its spirituality.

Under the scorching of the extremely cold green flame, the sword-shaped phantom quickly became dimmed until it finally became almost transparent as if it had lost all its energy and spirit.

Seeing this, Yang Zhuo's mouth twitched slightly and smiled, as if he was very satisfied with the situation, and then he used another Xuanyuan Sword.

The Xuanyuan Sword fell into Yang Zhuo's hand in response. Yang Zhuo placed the Xuanyuan Sword in front of the sword-shaped phantom, and his hands moved together. Ancient and mysterious runes appeared, wrapping the sword-shaped phantom and Xuanyuan Sword, and constantly rotating at high speed.

Under the action of the rune, the sword-shaped phantom continued to slowly merge into the Xuanyuan Sword, and the Xuanyuan Sword kept flashing as it merged into the sword-shaped phantom.

I don’t know how long this situation lasted. Finally, with the runes making a brilliant appearance again, the Xuanyuan Sword roared and flew directly into the air, circled the island and fell into Yang Zhuo’s hands.

However, when the Xuanyuan Sword fell like Yang Zhuo's hand, Yang Zhuo obviously felt a hint of joy coming from the Xuanyuan Sword.

Yang Zhuo immediately sacrificed the Xuanyuan Sword and slashed to the base of the mountain that had previously sealed the sword-shaped phantom.

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