Stunning beauty

Great Merchant Western Territory.

The two armies confront each other.

It's just that today, it's not for fighting, but for trading.

Judgment of the holy sword, in exchange for [-] sets of armor for silver armored cavalry.

This is the result of negotiations between the King of Triumph of the Great Merchant and Wen Daoran, the old lord of the Temple of Heavenly Mandate.

There were [-] sets of silver armor, which were loaded into fifteen large carts. When the carriage passed by, deep wheel marks appeared on the ground, showing the weight of the silver armor.

But Dashang's side is much simpler, a broken sword is enough for one person to carry.

"Mr. Three Fools."

In front of the big merchant army, Tao Yaoyao said calmly, "Take someone to check the authenticity of the battle armor."

"Ok!"

Li Ziye nodded, and took more than a dozen personal guards of the Rakshasa king to check whether the silver armor sent by the Tianyu Palace was genuine or not.

In the transaction between the two armies, it is impossible for anyone to trust the other, and they are all guarding against the other party's fraud.

Li Ziye walked up to one of the large carts, carefully inspected the silver armor on it, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

This thing looks heavy, but it is actually much lighter than ordinary heavy armor.

No wonder this silver armored cavalry is so difficult to deal with.

A headache!

"Mr. Sanyu, there is no problem."

Not far away, a personal guard of the Rakshasa King spoke and said.

"it is good."

Li Ziye nodded, and said, "Listen to my order later, and bring the armor back."

"Yes!"

More than ten personal guards of the Rakshasa king led the order.

When Li Ziye and others were checking the authenticity of the silver armor, Wen Daoran also stepped forward in front of the Tianyu army to get the holy sword himself.

In front of the great merchant army, the triumphant king held the holy sword of judgment, waiting for Wen Daoran to arrive.

At this moment, the atmosphere became very dignified.

The two armies are ready to guard against any accidents.

In the middle of the two armies, Li Ziye looked at Wen Daoran who was walking in front of him, with the corners of his mouth slightly curved.

Old guy, I hope you like the big gift that the young master gave you.

In front of the great merchant army, Wen Daoran walked up, and the King of Triumph held the holy sword in his hand and handed it over.

On the holy sword, runes are intertwined, ancient and mysterious.

The Holy Sword of Judgment, a well-deserved peerless weapon, especially in the hands of the people of the Temple of Heaven, is even more powerful.

Those who forged the Holy Sword of Judgment would never have imagined that someone would dismantle the Holy Sword in later generations.

If Quanxia knew, the great swordsmith who forged the holy sword might not be able to hold down the coffin.

Li Ziye has never been a person who sticks to rules and regulations, otherwise, he would not destroy the world's gods in all directions.

In Li Ziye's opinion, the best way to return is to fulfill one's responsibilities and make the best use of things.

In front of the big merchant army, Wen Daoran looked at the holy sword handed over by King Triumph and reached out to hold it.

The two competed with each other, their true qi collided with each other, and they faced each other tit for tat.

With the holy sword in its sheath, it was difficult to see the light, and the two people's whole bodies kept colliding with each other, rolling sand into waves.

After a moment of stalemate.

The triumphant king let go without warning.

Wen Daoran involuntarily stepped back two steps, squinted his eyes, reached out and pulled out the Holy Sword of Judgment, glanced at it, and said, "The Holy Sword is real."

In front of the Tianyu Palace army, Mu Shouzhi and Yan Xiaoyu looked at each other when they heard the old palace master's confirmation, and nodded immediately.

"kill!"

Mu Shouzhi waved his hand and gave an order to send a large army to attack.

Between the two armies, the soldiers of the Tianyu Palace who were in charge of the silver armor escort also immediately drew their swords and slashed at the Luocha guards in front of them.

Turn your face, only in an instant.

"The Palace of Heavenly Mandates is indeed not worthy of trust."

When Li Ziye saw the soldiers of Tianyu Hall rushing up with their swords drawn, his eyes turned cold, and his figure flashed, grabbed the latter's throat, and directly crushed his larynx.

What a coincidence!

He is not someone to be trusted!

When Li Ziye attacked, the surrounding guards of the Raksha Army who had been prepared for a long time also reacted quickly and drew their swords to meet the enemy.

"Wen Daoran, you don't keep your word!"

In front of the big merchant army, King Triumph looked at the scene ahead and shouted angrily.

"Yinjia, my temple has already sent it for you according to the agreement, but whether you can take it or not depends on your ability!"

Wen Daoran saw the furious look of the Great Merchant Triumph King in front of him, a smile appeared on his old face, and he replied.

"mean!"

The triumphant king shouted angrily, drew out his saber, and rushed forward.

From behind, Tao Yaoyao looked coldly at the Tianyu army rushing forward, and waved, "Kill!"

With an order, the Xuanjia Army and the Luocha Army also rushed up on their horses.

War is imminent.

Between the two armies.

Li Ziye looked at the two armies rushing forward and backward, grabbed a scimitar and threw it out.

The scimitar was like a moon, and a dazzling edge was drawn in the middle of the battlefield. The throats of the soldiers of the Heavenly Mandate Hall who were fighting with the Luocha Army's personal guards were cut open by the scimitar, and blood gushed out like pillars.

Li Ziye patted the horse in front of the carriage. The horse neighed in pain, and pulled the cart towards Da Shang.

Seeing this, the rest of the Raksha King's personal guards immediately followed suit, slapped the horse's butt, and drove the cart full of silver armor towards the big merchant.

After ten interest.

In the middle of the battlefield.

The armies of the two sides rushed over and began a fierce fight.

"King of Triumph, the last time we played against each other, there was no winner. Today, let's do it again!"

Among the thousands of troops, Wen Daoran held the holy sword, with the power of light surging, he slashed at the Great Merchant Army God ahead.

however.

The moment the power of light was poured into the holy sword, Wen Daoran's expression suddenly shook, showing disbelief.

Lost for a moment, the saber has arrived in front of his eyes, and he is extremely domineering.

"boom!"

In a hurry, Wen Daoran swung his sword to block the saber, but when he heard a loud noise, the saber fell, and the holy sword of judgment broke in response.

After the impact of the aftermath, Wen Daoran let out a muffled groan, and stepped back several steps.

"How could this be?"

Wen Daoran looked at the broken Judgment Sword in his hand, and was horrified in his heart.

"Unexpected?"

Within a few steps, the figure of King Triumph approached, raised his saber, and slashed down again with a domineering and powerful blow.

Wen Daoran's expression changed instantly, and he immediately channeled the power of light in his body to block the power of the saber.

Boom.

There was a violent impact sound, blood splashed out of Wen Daoran's mouth, and he slid out dozens of steps.

"poison!"

Wen Daoran felt the zhenqi being blocked in his body, and said in surprise.

"poison?"

In the distance, Li Ziye smiled coldly, it was too low-end.

There is Mao Nanfeng, who is so senior and frighteningly senior of the Wu clan, at home, how could he use such an unrefined method as poisoning again.

Witch Clan, Gluttonous Gu!

Sister Hongzhu used it for his self-defense.

The reason why he told the triumphant king not to pull out the holy sword was because he tampered with the scabbard.

Gluttonous Gu is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and it does not distinguish between enemy and friend. When it sees the first living creature, it will quickly penetrate into its body with the breath, and frantically devour the host's body. If there is no such thing, I will not eat it.

very scary.

In normal times, it would be difficult for this thing to count a great cultivator at the peak of the five realms. However, on the battlefield, there are powerful enemies around, and it is as strong as Wen Daoran. The King of Triumph made a sudden attack. If he can still use three things with one mind and detect the abnormality in the scabbard, then he, Li Ziye, would like to call that Wen Daoran the strongest!

in battle.

After seeing the abnormality of Wen Daoran's genuine energy, King Triumph rushed forward again without any hesitation.

Although he didn't know what Mr. Sanyu had done with that sword, Mr. Sanyu had told him that after Wen Daoran pulled out that sword, his strength would drop by at least [-]%.

Very good, take advantage of his illness and kill him!