Just when Zhang Luye was about to step over the sword formation.
Within the formation, Yunsheng, who was standing on the eastern altar, suddenly raised his hand.
Swish——!
Suddenly, a half-broken jade ruyi with cracks all over, emitting green, blue and red precious light, flew out from his sleeve.
Ruyi had just left Yunsheng and appeared above Zhang Luye's head in the blink of an eye.
Boom!
A gentle tap on the auspicious cloud-like Ruyi head.
Zhang Luye's body froze and his wailing stopped abruptly.
Click.
The already broken surface of the Ruyi had more cracks due to this knock.
Qingshan Yunsheng's face twitched for a moment, and he quickly recalled the treasure back into his sleeve.
As for Zhang Luye...
He touched his head in confusion and looked around, looking at a loss.
What happened to me just now?
He tried hard to recall, but his mind was blank.
Looking up at Zhang Heming again, the previous inexplicable closeness had faded a lot, and he even felt a little wary.
......
Inside the sword formation.
sorrow:"......"
Eternal Night: “…”
The two beings above the ninth level are already a little confused.
Although Zhang Heming's unnecessary actions and bad taste made Beiku and Yongye quite dissatisfied.
But, who the hell are you, Yunsheng?
Which fake immortal weapon shop did you touch?
Or did they accidentally discover the remains of the great war?
First it was the "Pangu Banner", then the "Zhu Xian Sword Formation", and now, even the "Three Treasures Jade Ruyi" has appeared.
To be honest, it's a bit scary.
Fortunately, fortunately they were all fragments or fakes that were not presentable.
Any one of these is complete.
They must die here today.
Sensing Yongye's dissatisfaction, he breathed a sigh of relief and gave orders in a sad and cold voice.
"Zhang Heming, stop reminiscing about the past and charge out to destroy all the Dragon Fang Forts!"
Yongye sent a voice message: "Why don't you kill the ninth-level human first?"
Sadly explained: "We can't push too hard. If someone dies again, we will lose more than we gain..."
"Most of those who died now were strong men from the Sea of Blood."
"Your direct subordinates only lost two 4th stage soldiers."
"I thought it would be better to destroy their hope of retaking the passage first."
"From now on, whether to fight or retreat, isn't it all up to you to decide?"
Yongye said in a reserved voice: "Very good, you are very good."
He assured with a sad smile: "Master, don't worry, as I said, everything is under control."
......
It would take a long time to describe the communication between their minds, but it actually only took a moment.
On this side, Zhang Heming bowed and accepted the order. The cracks on his face reappeared, and his aura was emitting a biting coldness.
Swish——!
A long, dark sword with countless wailing faces engraved on the blade appeared in his hand.
He stepped forward, crossed the edge of the sword formation, and passed by the dazed Zhang Luye.
At this moment, Zhang Luye finally came back to his senses. He widened his eyes and asked in a sad voice.
"Dad! What are you going to do? Are you...are you going to surrender to the abyss?"
“…”
Zhang Heming said nothing, and suddenly swung his sword through the air, slashing at Yun Heng who was still suppressing the passage.
Roar——!
In an instant, ghost howls were heard and devilish sounds pierced the ears!
Wherever the dark blade light passed, even the chaos was tinged with an ominous color.
"Heavenly Sword!"
Yun Heng shouted softly, and his body turned into thousands of sword lights, and then thousands of swords merged into one, condensing into a ten-foot giant sword.
Clang——!
The giant sword fell, piercing straight into the dark blade light.
Boom——!
Swords clashed, and large areas of the void collapsed.
The giant sword transformed by Yun Heng was shattered with one strike.
Amidst the flying light, he turned into a human form again, his doll-like face was full of cracks and golden blood kept oozing out.
"Sixth stage?!"
He was coughing up blood, in disbelief.
Thirty years ago, before Zhang Heming "fell", he was ranked tenth on the Martial Immortal List, with a strength that had just entered the fourth stage.
How could he become a sixth-level expert in just thirty years?
If he had this talent, as one of China's earliest martial immortals, would he have continued to fall in the rankings?
What made Yun Heng even more terrified was that
He didn't know if Zhang Heming was suppressed! ?
It seems that no matter what the situation is, it is not a good thing!
......
Zhang Heming stood proudly, holding a black knife at an angle.
He ignored Yun Heng's exclamation and instead said to Zhang Luye behind him, "See, little deer? This is power!"
"Back then, Yun Sheng beat you up. I went to the Yun family to seek justice from Yun Heng, but he beat me up under the pretext of a sparring match."
"Now, forty years later, he can't even block my sword..."
Speaking of this, he felt somewhat melancholy, and his melancholy was tinged with madness and neurosis.
When he turned around and looked at Zhang Luye again, the warmth was gone, only endless contempt remained.
"Xiaolu, look at yourself, you're only a Martial Immortal, how weak you are! What a waste!"
"It's not too late to turn back now! Follow your father and embrace the power of the abyss!"
“Hahahahahahahahaha——!”
“Hahahahahahahahaha——!”
The shrill, sharp, and bewitching laughter shook the void, frightening Zhang Luye so much that he stepped back.
He stared at "Zhang Heming" and shook his head in disbelief.
"No... Dad, that's not what you taught me back then! You taught me loyalty, to serve my country and my people, and that the backbone of humanity must be broken but not bent..."
He thought about his childhood and his father's teachings.
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