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Late at night, in Meng Lie's room, Zhao Xinyu listened to Jiao Meng and Luo Xiao talking about the recent delegations sent by European and American countries to negotiate. Occasionally he would express his opinion.

Although Zhao Xinyu does not like politics, he has an overall view and insight that others do not have. Many times, the insights he can express make old people such as Jiao Meng and Luo Xiao who have been immersed in politics for many years nod their heads and be troubled. Many of their problems were solved because of Zhao Xinyu.

"Xinyu, this must be the reason why you called us here."

Zhao Xinyu smiled lightly, "I heard Jiang Fei talk about these things in the village that day. They must have their purpose in coming here at this time."

"Aren't they trying to alleviate domestic conflicts?"

"You just said that our exports of daily necessities are roughly the same as before, but prices are still high there. There must be a problem here."

"You think there's something wrong with it too."

"The problem is not small."

The next moment, Ning Zhiyuan's and Bai Haotian's phones rang at the same time, which made Zhao Xinyu's eyes shrink slightly, and he had already vaguely guessed that something had happened.

"Xinyu, hurry up, the demon sword Muramasa has taken action. He should have broken through to the Shattered Void."

Zhao Xinyu's expression changed and he stood up, "Heifeng, go call Yingzi, Huizi, Xiaoxing, and Shasha."

Ning Zhiyuan's eyes flickered a few times, "Xinyu, what is your identity this time?"

Zhao Xinyu frowned, "Array cultivator."

In the area where Yanjing, Jiao Meng and the others work, outside the formation, the firepower network of armored vehicles and tanks illuminates the sky red, and figures are shuttled in the sky to avoid the intensive artillery fire.

Accompanied by intensive firepower, a sword gleamed through the night sky, followed by an armored vehicle covered thick enough to withstand bullets. The special personnel in the car were shocked to death.

Outside the formation, there are dozens of cracked armored vehicles and tanks, and the number is still increasing. Li Fei and Bai Haori on the edge of the formation have extremely solemn expressions, and their eyes are full of murderous intent, staring at the sky. The shuttle figure.

When Demon Sword Muramasa slashed open a tank with his Demon Sword again, his eyes fell on Bai Haori and Li Fei at the edge of the formation, and he smiled sarcastically, his laughter full of ridicule.

"Where's Ning Zhiyuan, why are you hiding in your turtle shell and not daring to come out? When I clear away these stumbling blocks and break through the formation, I don't believe you still won't come out."

At the next moment, the armored vehicles and tanks began to retreat, which made Yaodao laugh, "Why, it's out."

As he finished speaking, a cold snort came, "You finally dare to show your face, don't you think Shattering the Void is amazing."

The next moment, five figures appeared from the formation, with Ning Zhiyuan walking at the front, and on his left and right sides were four masked beings.

When Ning Zhiyuan and seven people took off, two holy lights and six haloes appeared behind the six people's heads. Yaodao Muramasa snorted coldly, "If it were in the past, I would indeed be afraid of you, but now you are in my eyes Just ants."

With the appearance of Yaodao Muramasa's Holy Glory, even Sakurako and Keiko, who were both saints, felt great pressure. The gap was the difference between Half-Step Void and Shattered Void.

However, there was no fear on the faces of the seven people. They rushed directly to Yaodao Muramasa. Yaodao Muramasa looked up to the sky and roared, and came directly to meet him. The Japanese masters who followed him summoned ghost officials to come over. , among which several figures disappeared out of thin air.

Just when the two sides were about to come into contact, the demon sword Muramasa waved his hand, and the demon sword was filled with a strange light, and a sword mark was instantly condensed.

Just when Yao Dao Muramasa was about to launch an attack, a figure suddenly appeared, which made Yao Dao Muramasa's eyes shrink slightly, and then a shock suddenly burst out from his eyes.

"retreat."

At the same time as he shouted this word, his figure suddenly retreated, because he saw a colorful light flashing in the hands of the masked figure.

He thought of the most mysterious formation cultivator in the Yanhuang Iron Brigade. He was not afraid of Ning Zhiyuan and the two saints and four sages around him, but he was afraid of that god-level formation cultivator.

He knew in his heart that if he was trapped by the opponent, if they could not break the formation, without the restraint of the people around him, he would be besieged by the two saints and the four saints even in the broken void. He did not dare to predict who would win at that time.

He discovered Zhao Xinyu first, and felt that Zhao Xinyu was the mysterious formation cultivator, so he quickly exited.

While Yaodao Village was retreating rapidly, Zhao Xinyu had already taken action, and the formation instantly enveloped the masters who had followed him.

The next moment the formation was formed, Ning Zhiyuan and others had already entered the formation. Ning Zhiyuan and others were also full of astonishment at this moment. They did not expect that Yaodao Muramasa would suddenly escape at this time.

However, the formation had been formed, and they did not have any scruples and directly attacked the black dragons and Iga masters who were trapped in the formation.

When Zhao Xinyu saw Yaodao Muramasa escaping again, he couldn't help but sigh. Yaodao Muramasa is the legend of the Black Dragon and the Japanese. His talent is extremely high, and he is an old fox.

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"Yao Dao Muramasa, you weren't looking for us. Why did you become a lost dog when we came out? You were so arrogant just now." Zhao Xinyu stared at Yao Dao Muramasa at the edge of the formation and mocked hoarsely.

Demon Sword Muramasa's eyes turned cold, and the condensed sword mark struck directly at Zhao Xinyu. However, Zhao Xinyu laughed, and disappeared into the formation with a movement of his body, and his voice came again.

"Muramasa, you are waiting to collect their bodies, but we have always been a country of etiquette. We will help deal with their bodies. I wonder if they have any better cultivation resources."

The knife mark fell on the formation, and the formation made a harsh cracking sound, and then shook violently, but soon calmed down.

Zhao Xinyu in the formation was also full of horror. The demon sword Muramasa was a legend of the Japanese. He knew that the demon sword Muramasa was very strong, but he did not expect that the demon sword Muramasa would be so strong after the breakthrough.

The current demon sword Muramasa has surpassed any broken void he killed. If he faced the demon sword Muramasa now, if he did not use the domain, he would definitely not be the opponent of the demon sword Muramasa.

"The power of this demon sword is just average." Zhao Xinyu poked his head out and taunted, and then quickly checked and maintained the formation. Although he taunted, he knew that once the demon sword Muramasa attacked continuously, the formation would not last long.

The demon sword Muramasa no longer had the arrogance just now. His expression was very solemn. The blade rays condensed into seals and slashed at the formation frantically. He had to break the formation as soon as possible to rescue the people inside.

In the formation, Zhao Xinyu, who maintained the formation again, felt the situation inside the formation. This time, there were many Black Dragon and Iga masters following the demon sword Muramasa, but they were facing two great saints, four great sages, Black Wind, Gold Trace, and Gold Feather, not to mention that there were also two top existences, Rakshasa and Shura.

In the past, any one of Shura and Rakshasa could give the practitioners and strange beasts in the whole world a headache. Wherever they went, there was a thousand miles of red land.

Now they are combined to make up for their respective shortcomings. They are more terrifying without their shortcomings. In addition, there are other masters of the Yanhuang Iron Brigade in the formation. Zhao Xinyu does not need to worry about the safety of the members of the Yanhuang Iron Brigade in the formation.

Without the demon sword Muramasa, the Iga and Black Dragon masters in the formation kept falling. Zhao Xinyu looked at the demon sword Muramasa in the air. At this moment, the demon sword Muramasa was eager to break the formation and rescue the people who followed him. Perhaps it was because he broke the void, and he was extremely confident that he didn't worry that someone would dare to sneak attack him. Zhao Xinyu, who saw the opportunity, would certainly not miss such an opportunity. He turned his wrist and the sniper appeared in his hand. Without any hesitation, Zhao Xinyu shot directly at the demon sword Muramasa. Puff. The sound of the sniper was completely covered by the sound of fighting, and the speed of the sniper was invisible to the naked eye. Zhao Xinyu had already anticipated the result of the demon sword Muramasa with this shot. What surprised Zhao Xinyu was that the demon sword Muramasa seemed to have a sixth sense. When Zhao Xinyu fired, he suddenly turned sideways. However, the speed of the bullet was too fast, and a handful of blood mist rose from his shoulder, which made Zhao Xinyu stunned. Then he raised his gun and shot, but this time the demon sword Muramasa was on guard, and Zhao Xinyu's sniper missed for the first time. Although he escaped Zhao Xinyu's sniper, Zhao Xinyu saw that one of the demon sword Muramasa's arms was drooping down. It was obvious that the previous shot had caused a serious injury to the demon sword Muramasa's arm.

Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, Zhao Xinyu's eyes turned cold, and he quickly disguised himself as a ghost doctor, and rushed out of the formation with his body.

After rushing out of the formation, he punched the demon sword Muramasa. The void broke where his fist passed, and his fist was filled with colorful rays.

Seeing the ghost doctor disguised by Zhao Xinyu, the demon sword Muramasa's face changed suddenly. The ghost doctor had become a legend in the dark world decades ago. He had never failed in his actions. He had also warned the dark world not to touch the Eastern Power. It was his warning that the dark world did not dare to touch the Eastern Power easily even during the decades when he disappeared.

The ghost doctor has not appeared many times in recent years, but every time he appears, it can cause a sensation. The ghost doctor has become a taboo for all those who want to plot against the Eastern Power.

Although he had broken the void, the name of the ghost doctor was deeply rooted in his heart. In addition, he was injured in one arm by Zhao Xinyu, so the next moment the ghost doctor appeared, the demon sword Muramasa turned around and fled without any consideration.

The demon sword Muramasa was a legend of the Japanese and the first master of the Black Dragon. At this moment, he broke the void. If he wanted to escape, no one could stop him. Moreover, although Zhao Xinyu turned into a ghost doctor, he did not dare to guarantee that he could keep the injured demon sword Muramasa.

Watching the demon sword Muramasa leave, Zhao Xinyu snorted coldly and turned to enter the formation. With Zhao Xinyu's participation, the Black Dragon and Iga masters who followed the demon sword Muramasa in the formation were even more difficult to contend with.

When a ray of dawn appeared in the east, the formation turned into a stream of energy and dissipated. Zhao Xinyu glanced at the people in the formation, and his heart was slightly relieved. Everyone was there, but some members of the Yanhuang Iron Brigade suffered some minor injuries, but all the Japanese masters who came over were lying on the ground.

As members of the Yanhuang Iron Brigade were clearing the battlefield, Zhao Xinyu looked at the broken armored vehicles and tanks, a hint of coldness in his eyes.