battlefield.

Among thousands of troops, Li Ziye grabbed the sword and used Taoist skills to activate the power of the four images to seal the light and divine power in the holy sword of judgment.

Divine power.

Li Ziye is not curious.

Saw it more than once.

I even fought him more than once.

"Desecrate the light and seek death!"

Behind him, Yan Xiaoyu's face turned cold, his divine energy surged around his body, and he slapped him with a palm.

"Light? Your light, in my opinion, is not worth mentioning!"

The stainless steel fan in Li Ziye's hand came forward, blocking the force of the former's palm with a bang. He stepped back half a step, releasing the force invisible.

The moment the two of them fought, not far away, Mu Shouzhi also caught up with him. He reached out and grabbed a long bronze sword on the ground, and cut it down with the blade, trying to take back the holy sword.

only.

Without the Holy Sword of Judgment, one person will no longer be able to stop him.

Tao Yaoyao!

"Earth Sword!"

"The supreme heart is absolutely against the world!"

The Earth Sword appeared in the world, the sword energy soared into the sky, the Supreme Master went against the world, and the shocking sword fell down under the shocked eyes of everyone.

There was a bang.

The bronze sword in Mu Shouzhi's hand was broken with a sound, blood splattered, and his armor was stained red.

"Guardian of Light!"

The power of the sword was endless. Yan Xiaoyu's expression changed and he immediately used his divine power to form a protective barrier to block the shocking sword.

"Well!"

The Sword of the Supreme Being is irresistibly powerful. Yan Xiaoyu groaned and stepped back again and again. Blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth and he was seriously injured.

"Human sword!"

"The supreme love touches the world!"

After one sword strike, another sword strike followed. Rakshasa was ruthless and wanted to take the opportunity to kill the two people in front of him.

The sword fell and the heaven and earth shook.

Critical moment.

Yan Xiaoyu and Mu Shouzhi, a ray of light divine power fell from the sky to protect the two of them.

The sword slashed down, and the divine power of light shattered.

The two of them were knocked out again.

"retreat!"

At this moment, Wen Daoran's figure swept over, raised his hand to grab the two of them, and quickly exited the battle.

"He ran really fast."

Li Ziye glanced at the three people fleeing the battlefield, sneered, looked at the Holy Sword of Judgment in his hand, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Just run.

This battle is not a loss.

"Feel sorry."

From behind, the King of Triumph stepped forward and said apologetically, "It was my fault that I failed to stop Wen Daoran."

"fine."

Tao Yaoyao suppressed the murderous aura in her body and said calmly, "Those two people are not that easy to kill, especially the Son of God of Light. He must have many life-saving means on his body."

"That rotten fish will have plenty of opportunities to kill it in the future."

On the side, Li Ziye smiled and said, "Now that they don't have the Holy Sword of Judgment, no one can threaten the Rakshasa King."

"This is all the result of Mr. Sanyu."

The triumphant king smiled and said, "I will definitely report Mr. Sanyu's achievements to the court. In the future, the court will discuss his merits and reward him. Mr. Sanyu will definitely get the rewards he deserves."

"Then thank you King Triumphant!"

Li Ziye did not refuse and said politely.

The legitimate son of the Li family cannot become an official, but Zhang Sanyu can.

As for the issue of identity, it couldn't be easier. With the ability of the Li family, it is not a problem at all to arrange a clean identity for Zhang Sanyu.

Seeing the boy's response, Tao Yaoyao seemed to understand something and said, "If Mr. Sanyu is willing to join the army, he can join our Rakshasa Army first. With his merits and strength, he can be a commander of thousands, which is more than enough."

On the side, the King of Triumph heard the words and swallowed what he was about to say, with a look of helplessness on his face.

This Rakshasa King is really quick to strike. Just when he wanted to recruit Mr. Sanyu to join his Xuanjia Army, the Rakshasa King had already taken action in advance.

"Thank you Rakshasa King."

Li Ziye understood and responded politely.

While the three of them were talking, the Tianyu Palace army retreated, and the soldiers on Dashang's side also began to clean up the battlefield.

Half an hour later.

Li Ziye returned to the camp carrying his holy sword, feeling very happy.

It's all his!

The equipment he exploded!

"By the way, Mr. Sanyu."

When he was about to return to his account, the King of Triumph stopped and asked, "Sir, what are you going to do with this Holy Sword of Judgment?"

"Tear it down."

Li Ziye responded casually, "Analyze the structure."

"structure?"

The King of Triumph looked stunned, not knowing why.

Li Ziye didn't bother to explain and returned to his tent with the holy sword.

illiteracy!

"wack."

The triumphant king came back to his senses, shook his head, and returned to his handsome tent.

Inside the account.

Li Ziye put the holy sword on the table and observed it carefully.

Why is this thing different from other swords? There must be something fishy about it.

The holy sword is dark yellow in color, with countless runes engraved on it. In addition, there are obviously several joints between the blade and the hilt, which is very different from ordinary magic weapons.

Li Ziye studied the runes for a while, but didn't see anything strange, and then moved his eyes to the splicing parts on the sword.

How can I disassemble this without pliers and screwdriver?

Li Ziye thought for a while, took out his stainless steel fan, first removed one of the fan bones, and then used the sharpest tip of the fan bone to pry hard along the joint of the sword body.

"What are you doing?"

At this time, outside the tent, Tao Yaoyao came over. The first time he entered the tent, he saw the boy in front of him dismantling the Holy Sword of Judgment, and asked with a surprised look on his face.

"Bang."

As soon as he finished speaking, half of the sword fell to the ground, and was actually pried open by Li Ziye.

The atmosphere in the tent suddenly became a little strange.

The world-famous Holy Sword of Judgment was dismantled so easily?

Li Ziye came back to his senses, smiled awkwardly, picked up half of the sword from the ground, and said, "I looked a little strange at this sword, and I just wanted to see what was going on."

He won't let him dismantle this thing. When he was a kid, when he dismantled things, there would always be something extra in the end, which he could never put back together.

"You are really free."

Tao Yaoyao stepped forward and said, "Don't break it. This holy sword of judgment is a rare magic weapon in the world."

"I know."

Li Ziye nodded and continued to dismantle it while asking, "What's the matter with my junior uncle?"
To be continued...