When Almote saw the sword light coming over, he stretched out his hand in an attempt to block it. In his imagination, this sword alone would not have much lethality.
However, after coming into contact with it, his entire body could not help but tremble. He could not help but take a step back, and a look of surprise appeared in the depths of his eyes.
He found it hard to imagine that this sword could burst forth with such a huge power. Even though it could not compare to Zhang Yu's attack earlier, it was not too far off.
If he was in good condition, this kind of power would not be able to do anything to him. However, now that he was injured, it was equivalent to using a weapon that was riddled with wounds and filled with gaps to forcefully collide with his opponent. No matter what, this would increase the original damage.
His injuries would gradually recover with the passage of time, and the speed would also be very fast. However, he was not a true god after all. The physical restrictions caused this speed to have an upper limit. At the very least, he would not be able to recover for the next one or two days.
At this moment, he finally realized that Zhang Yu truly had the means to kill him. Therefore, he had no intention of staying here any longer. Instead, he turned around and ran without saying a word.
Zhang Yu watched as his figure disappeared into the distance. He did not immediately follow him. Instead, with a thought, the Great Dao amalgamation appeared beside him. On the "Sword" and "Control" seals, there was an additional seal next to the "Sword Light" seal. On it were the two words "Flying Sword".
It was very obvious that due to the increase in his cultivation level and the growth of his Heart's Light, his communication with this sword had also reached a higher level.
According to what he knew, the true "Flying Sword" was a method that some old cultivators were good at. Legend had it that it could even kill enemies from thousands of kilometers away. This not only required a high-grade sword, but also a certain cultivation method to complement it.
The "Flying Sword" seal here should only represent what it meant on the surface. It could make it more convenient for him to control the sword, and it would not be that kind of mysterious and unfathomable divine ability.
At present, all the seals in the Great Dao amalgamation were originally what he had. They only strengthened his understanding of this skill and further made suitable adjustments to his body and mind.
All of this was built on his own foundation. Unless it was the power of the Great Chaos, nothing else would appear.
He pondered for a moment. For this battle, this seal was still very useful. Furthermore, he was looking forward to the mystical abilities this sword could display in the future. Therefore, he focused on it and read it in passing.
In an instant, he felt that he and the sword had become even more harmonious. Even though the sword was flying outside, he felt as if he was holding it in his hand.
He collected his thoughts and put away his sword. Then, his body flashed and he quickly flew forward. In just a few breaths, he had caught up to Almotez. However, he didn't stop. Instead, he leaped over Almotez's head. Then, with a thought, the sword light extended and slashed down like lightning!
Almote was running on the ground with all his strength. When he saw Zhang Yu appear again, he raised his vigilance. However, the sword light was too fast. He could only summon all the strength in his body and raise his arms to parry. The golden light on his body also rose rapidly.
However, the power of this sword was even greater than before. He couldn't help but tremble and stagger. More blood flowed out of his body.
After a slight pause, he didn't stop. Instead, he sped up his pace.
In order to reduce the number of attacks, he didn't dare to jump at all. However, he soon found that this effort was futile. The flexibility of the sword light was completely beyond his imagination.
However, even if he was ravaged by the storm-like sword light, his speed didn't slow down at all. He firmly rushed in the fixed direction as if he wouldn't stop until his vitality was exhausted.
Zhang Yu looked at Almote's figure in the sky. He constantly used the Flying Sword to weaken this opponent. Now, every sword strike would cause damage to him. Looking at this speed, he wouldn't be able to run out of the Wilderness in a day.
And he wasn't prepared to drag it out until then.
After a long period of time, he could feel from the lake in his heart that Almote had reached a very weak state. Although his speed was still the same and his strength didn't seem to have weakened, it was Almote's will that supported him. He was squeezing out his own vitality. With the effect of the Divine Robe and his own conviction and tenacity, he didn't let himself fall.
Zhang Yu's eyes moved slightly. The Xia Sword suddenly rose straight up. When it reached the sky, the tip of the sword pointed downwards as if it was accumulating power. After a while, he released his mind. In an instant, the sword light flashed and fell from the sky like a thunderbolt!
Almote didn't have a good way to deal with this. He could only raise his arm to block like before. However, this time, the power on the sword didn't gather at one point like before and send all of it to his body. Instead, it pressed down heavily. With a boom, he was nailed into the ground like a nail!
With his rich combat experience, he immediately realized what the other party wanted to do. With a shout, he wanted to get out of the pit, but before he could do so, the sword light flashed again and pierced his chest. His whole body trembled, and he couldn't help but stop moving.
The sword light didn't stop because of this. Instead, it jumped back and forth. The power on it was constantly changing. Sometimes it condensed in one place and sometimes it leaked out.
From afar, he looked like he was being struck by lightning. His body trembled and a deep pit had appeared under his feet. It kept sinking.
Almote suddenly felt tired and powerless. This was something he had never felt before.
At this moment, he finally realized that he wasn't as perfect as he thought he was.
His confidence waned, causing his aura to decline as well. His spirituality fell to the bottom in an instant, and he no longer had the strength to resist the attacks from the sky.
As the sword light slammed down again, a muffled sound rang out, and his entire body was heavily smashed into the large pit below him.
He lay there on his back, completely powerless. After a while, golden blood flowed out from his body and quickly spread to the bottom of the pit. It looked like he was floating in a pool of golden blood.
Because the damage he suffered was overall, his bones, skin, and muscles were all broken. At this moment, he was like a porcelain man full of cracks. With just a gentle touch, he would completely shatter.
The only thing supporting him now was his spirituality.
Zhang Yu slowly descended from the sky. The Xia Sword floated over and floated by his side.
He walked to the side of the pit and stood still, looking at him.
Every time Almote breathed, blood would seep out from his skin. He couldn't see clearly anymore. He could only sense a blurry shadow. He used his spirituality to say, "You won."
Zhang Yu said indifferently, "I want to ask you a question."
"What do you want to ask?"
Zhang Yu stretched out his hands and took off his hat. He looked down and said, "Back then, Yan Xulun was so against the Shu Family. He didn't even hesitate to burn the entire Shu Family. I don't think it was just for a book. Then, what was his goal? Or is he trying to get something? "
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