Chapter 138: Life and Death Parting, Zhao Yunsheng!

Hearing this, the two elders who chased after him from behind made a brazen move, and the sword broke through the air and fell from the sky, causing Zhao Yun to hurriedly defend.

In an instant, the chaotic pace, the white light glimpsed, the spear and the flowers, the sword passed the sword, and the blood stained the white armor, which made the soldiers of the city wall frightened, only to see Zhao Yun, whose flawless body was marked with two scars, and there was blood left.

A mouthful of blood spit out, his face was as pale as paper, the bright silver spear in his hand was trembling, and Zhao Yun supported the ground so that his body would not fall.

"Psychic Sword Aura"

Dong Junyue didn't give Zhao Yun a chance to breathe, and shot again, with earth-shattering power, he rushed away, this sword, integrated into his sword intent, was a supreme blow!

"Twin phoenixes fly together!"

Feeling the deadly threat, Zhao Yun lifted the bright silver spear and mobilized the aura, forming two dim white phoenixes to meet the sword qi.

"Bump!"

The weapons collided, the aura erupted, forming a cyclone, dazzling, blowing into the surrounding sand and dust, thick smoke billowing out, and the two resisted desperately, doing their best, hoping to repel each other.

"Return to Prince Ben!"

King Jing shouted, leaned forward, knocked Zhao Yun more than ten meters away, and fell heavily to the ground, the white cloak was tattered, and the armor on his chest was also bloody.

"Zilong!"

"General!"

"General!"

Seeing Zhao Yun being knocked away, everyone exclaimed loudly and was very worried, especially the soldiers of the Changshan Army, who were stunned and looked at the battlefield stupidly.

Could it be that their never-say-die generals have been struck!

In the northern sky, Hua Mulan witnessed this scene, her eyes were torn, and she tried her best to mobilize her aura, and the petals around her body were sprinkled, and she was ready to rescue Zhao Yun.

But she didn't succeed, her whereabouts were seen by Dong Junyue in the eyes, how could she let her sabotage herself to eradicate the big trouble of her henchmen, and immediately ordered:

"Xu Yizhi, stop the supporting Martial King!"

Xu Yizhi, who was fighting fiercely with Bai Qi, heard the order and immediately withdrew to stop Mulan.

"Look for death!"

"Lead Galaxy!"

Silver teeth bite, Hua Mulan Jiao shouted, the red petals around her, turned black red, emitting a devouring black light, and then waved the long sword, a petal galaxy appeared, surrounding her body, very beautiful.

Flowers have flower language, but the petals are silent, hundreds of petals, floating in the yellow sand, shrouded in the surroundings, giving Xu Yizhi endless pressure.

"Jedi Defense!"

Xu Yizhi looked at the sky full of petals, his face was solemn, he didn't dare to hesitate, a layer of light cover, emitting yellow light, like a turtle shell, protecting him.

"Boom!"

The petals exploded, creating a wave of black-red qi and successfully repelling Xu Yizhi, but her speed was also blocked, missing the best opportunity to support.

The wave of qi dissipated, Xu Yizhi appeared in everyone's field of vision, the energy shield on his body was dim, and there was no major problem, and he continued to entangle Mulan.

"Ahem!"

Zhao Yun was lying on the ground, clutching his chest, panting, and turned his head to look at Annan Pass, where there are prosperous rivers and mountains, and there are loyal kings of their own, which is worth paying everything.

Thinking in his heart, he stood up trembling again, his body was covered with bruises, like a candle in the wind, about to fall down at any time, looked at the three figures in front of him, and said with difficulty:

"Datang, undefeated!"

After Dong Junyue heard this, he raised the sword in his hand, without the slightest narrow demeanor, and said with a laugh:

"Haha, you are seriously injured, and you have no strength to fight again, when I kill you, Annan Pass will be self-defeating, and then let the entire Tang Dynasty give you a funeral!"

While speaking arrogantly, he didn't notice at all that a trace of golden blood flowed out of Zhao Yun's heart, like a dragon, like a phoenix, like a unicorn, like everything, and then merged into the dantian and turned into a rich aura.

"Who lives and who dies, it's not certain! Xuanhuang's blood, with his body as a furnace, casts me eternal, sacrifice!"

Zhao Yun shouted suddenly, his body exuded golden light, a mysterious momentum, like an eternal reappearance, the vicissitudes of life, connecting heaven and earth, exuding terrifying coercion.

This is a forbidden exercise, burning one's own bloodline, you can gain great strength, but there is a fatal flaw, that is, at the cost of life!

"Middle Martial King!"

"Martial King Peak!"

"The early stage of the Martial Emperor!"

“............”

His originally pale face gradually became ruddy, and the aura on his body continued to increase, gradually breaking through the realm of the Martial Emperor, and it was still increasing.

The earth is cracked, the ravines are broken, the space is broken, and there is nothing in the silence!

Thousands of miles of heads, thousands of miles of induction, the world is amazed, the martial emperor shows!

At this moment, Dong Junyue's heart was trembling, his mind was blank, and there was only one thought in his heart, that is, to escape.

But is it possible?

Zhao Yun opened his eyes, stepped forward, left a series of phantoms in the sky, and slapped a few palms, and those who fled were all seriously injured and piled up in front of the Annan Pass, unable to move.

Then he looked at the 300,000 Qi Tian army, killing intent appeared in his eyes, and he ordered loudly:

"Datang, the whole army is attacking!"

"No!"

The city gate opened, the war horses galloped, and one of them, under the leadership of Yuwen Chengdu, took the lead and rushed forward.

Then the infantry ran out, and 1,000 of them fell into the camp, led by Gao Shun, and slaughtered to the battlefield.

"Run, run!"

Looking at the murderous Tang soldiers and the white-robed generals in the air, Qi Tian's army did not have the slightest fighting spirit, and they panicked and began to flee.

The defeated army left, and more than 200,000 tiger and wolf elites rushed around with their heads in their hands, like a defeated general, and the Tang Army behind followed closely behind, murderous and monstrous, setting off a bloody storm all the way, leaving corpses all over the ground.

Seeing that the victory was decided, Zhao Yun was not making a move, and flew to Dong Junyue's side with a few people from Bai Qi, and said with a heroic smile:

"Look, Datang has won!"

Dong Junyue raised his head, his face was covered with blood, looked at Zhao Yun, and laughed miserably: "We are defeated, but you are no better!"

Zhao Yun nodded, and said calmly: "As a general, I have long been not afraid of life and death, I just want to die worthwhile, and guarding the border of the Tang Dynasty today is a great joy in life." ”

sonorous words, unhesitating actions, with facts proving that he, Zhao Yun, is the founder of the empire!

Not afraid of life and death, these words fell on the ears of Bai Qi and a few people, like thunder on the ground, afraid of hitting a monstrous wave, making his face show a sad expression, his throat seemed to be blocked by stones, and he couldn't say a word of a thousand words.

Seeing everyone's sad expressions, Zhao Yun was relieved in his heart, and said again: "Beat the drum, Ben will give the final order!"

"Yes!"

After Bai Qi listened, he came to the drum, with red eyes, and beat the giant drum vigorously, his liver and intestines were broken, tears flowed out, telling endless sorrow, and it seemed to be seeing off the hero.

"Knock knock!"

On the occasion of life and death, the atmosphere was extremely depressing, Qin Qiong and Hua Mulan knelt on one knee, clasped their fists and ordered, listening to the last orders of the Tang Dynasty heroes.

The wind is whining, the war drums are beating!

Endless bleak and sad wind, ups and downs, grievances and broken drums!

Ripples and sadness, miserable and sorrowful!

"The Tang Dynasty will order, at the end of the autumn of the first year, defeat Qi Tianhou Kingdom, capture enemy generals, and make the society forever, and can be set up as a hostage, buy time, continue to power secretly, accumulate thick and thin, and eliminate Qi Tianhou Kingdom!"

Zhao Yun was in the wind, his eyes flashed with wisdom, the reason why he didn't kill a few people was to create an opportunity for Datang.

Bai Qi and the three of them, hearing that Zhao Yun was still thinking about Datang at the last moment of his life, they were even more ashamed, grateful, and sad in their hearts, and said loudly:

"Obey the general's orders!"

After hearing this, Zhao Yun continued: "In the first year of the Tang Dynasty, Zhao Yun died, and he was satisfied with his death, and I hope that the Tang Dynasty will be prosperous!"

After speaking, Zhao Yun dispersed the aura in his body, his cultivation fell rapidly, and scars continued to appear on his body, like a broken porcelain doll, stained with blood, with a hint of smile, and slowly fell to the ground!

Full of guts, loyal and unparalleled, Changshan Zhao Zilong has fallen!

Seven-foot body, lying in the sand, sleeping with countless soldiers!

"General~"

Bai Qi and the three of them finally couldn't help it, roared loudly, knelt on the ground on both knees, knocked their heads three times, and couldn't kneel for a long time.

Two more!

(End of chapter)