Death to those who stand in my way!

Among the thousands of troops, the white horse comes and goes, like a streamer phantom, the majestic majesty sweeps, sweeping in all directions.

It seems to be majestic and domineering, but Zhao Yun's brows are slightly furrowed.

Because that's not his style.

Mediating heaven and earth, Xuankan creation, creating something out of nothing, taking death as life, his marksmanship pays attention to the creation of life and death, the clouds are light and the wind is light, such as this kind of murderous demon king-like slaughter, is to fall into the lower level, into the blind murderer.

"I thought I was a great martial artist, and there were not many opponents in the world, but I didn't expect that I was still arrogant, and I still have a lot to learn!"

Zhao Yun was secretly alert and began to adjust.

"Again!"

Witnessing this scene, Wen Chou's eyes became more and more solemn, and with a wave of his big hand, two thousand elite soldiers formed a formation and rushed forward.

He knew people very accurately, and he could see at a glance that Zhao Yun was a fledgling, and although he was strong in force, it was not difficult to deal with.

The battlefield has always been a place of natural selection and survival of the fittest.

If you want to survive here, the first thing is to completely abandon pity, even to be inhumane.

But fledgling young generals are often not good, even if they are unstoppable at the beginning, as the enemy continues to fall and the number of dead increases, they will soon be mentally exhausted and their fighting spirit will be low, which has nothing to do with star power, it is purely an discomfort.

Therefore, Wen Chou deliberately sent 3,000 soldiers to die to wear off Zhao Yun's sharp energy, and the rest of the elites surrounded him, looking at food greedily like a demon wolf, with desire and hatred in his eyes.

Such a ferocious military array is the culprit who forced Zhao Yun's artistic conception of marksmanship to change, Wen Chou seems to be rude, but in fact he is cruel and calm, and he uses his lives to pile up a winning situation, so is the way of the battlefield.

Unfortunately, this is just another example of what you say.

Zhao Yun adjusted too quickly.

He seems to have been born to fight on the battlefield, the previous small group of people was not enough to warm up at all, and Wen Chou's elite soldiers and tactics finally made Changshan Zhao Zilong completely excited.

"Take it all for me!

The cold light flashed in Wen Chou's eyes, faintly revealing uneasiness, and he looked sideways at Liu Xie behind him and stretched out his hand.

Suddenly, a thousand more people circled around and outflanked Liu Xie and the others.

Zhao Yun's eyes moved, and he turned around.

Regardless of whether Liu Xie is disappointed or not, the prince is a prince, with a noble status and a relationship with the community, and he must not be allowed to fall into the hands of this elite army disguised as bandits and with bad intentions.

Wen Chou's eyes lit up, and without saying a word, he slapped his horse out, calculated the place where Zhao Yun must pass, and waved it with a lance.

This Yu Wang Lance hit with the overwhelming momentum of Mount Tai, and directly attached the seventy-two small magical powers of the earth - vigorously!

Even if the great gods are close to the end of the world, they will be affected by this fixation, and Zhao Yun is the same, and the corner of the gun turned and pointed at Yu Wang.

Boom!

The guns and lances fought, Zhao Yun couldn't withstand the majestic force, his whole body trembled, and the Tianchi White Dragon Horse tilted, as if he was about to lose his balance.

"Die!"

Wen Chou laughed fiercely, the thunder roared, and King Yu's spear danced with a force, surging, so he had to expand his advantage and be sure to win Zhao Yun within ten rounds.

Unexpectedly, that day, Chi Bailongma was about to fall crookedly, and suddenly his hooves glared, and he came back, and Zhao Yun took advantage of the situation, swept out from under the horse's crotch, turned into golden light, and swept towards the ground.

Tiangang's thirty-six transformations are supernatural powers-vertical golden light!

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The golden light of the Dao Dao came and went, and in a moment it collided with the Yu Wang lance dozens of times, and the ugly tiger trembled violently, but he couldn't hold the weapon, and hurriedly handed over the lance to his left hand.

The golden light suddenly dispersed, turning into Zhao Yun's dashing and elegant figure, and a shot seemed to be stabbed out slowly and urgently, and he shouted softly: "Break!"

Wen Chou never expected that Zhao Yun's control over the change of supernatural powers was at his fingertips, and it was even more pure than refining the gods and strategists, and King Yu barely blocked it, and was swept away by the corner, and a shot stabbed into the horse's head like lightning.

Hiss!

That mount is also a good horse of different breeds, but where can it withstand such a spear, it fell down with a sad scream, and Zhao Yun slapped his horse and continued to save Liu Xie.

"Don't want to go!"

Wen Chou was furious, kicked his feet on the mount, and the huge force directly split the horse's corpse, bursting the flesh and blood in the sky, he used his strength to chase Zhao Yun directly, and hit the Tianchi White Dragon Horse with a lance.

If you kill my mount, I will kill your mount too!

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yuntou didn't return, and the Yajiao gun came and killed him directly.

This shot seems to be able to pierce the mountains and mountains, travel all over the ends of the earth, and include all kinds of Vientiane Senluo, not any kind of big or small magical power, but with Zhao Yun's own distinctive characteristics, swinging away Yu Wang's lance, piercing the heart.

"No!"

Wen Chou's face was distorted, and his soul was scattered.

His strength is definitely not weak, if the two armies fight in front of the formation, they can fight with Zhao Yun fifty times equally, but it is a pity that this time he bullied Zhao Yun as a fledgling and calculated, but he lost his bravery, and was peeped into a fatal flaw by Zhao Yun.

Boom!

There was a loud sound like a flood bell and a big lu, which was the protection of the heart guard, but as soon as Zhao Yun spit out the gun, the heart guard was completely broken.

At the moment of life and death, Wen Chou inspired his ferocity, roared the tiger, made a mistake with both hands, and slammed into the barrel of the gun.

Still useless.

Zhao Yun swirled his five fingers, and the Yajiao spear was also like a whirlwind, and in an instant, Wen Chou's hands were smashed into powder, and then spun and pierced through his heart, turning into a dragon, wandering the void.

Zhao Yun didn't look back from beginning to end, his right hand was raised back, his five fingers were held again, and the corner of the year returned to his place, and the Wen Chou behind him smashed to the ground, stirring up dust in the sky, and he never got up again.

"Shoot!"

Seeing Wen Chou dead, the deputy general was shocked and angry, waving his hand and yelling.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Suddenly, the arrows and crossbows fired in a volley, Zhao Yunya swirled, and in an instant, the wind swept angrily, flying sand and stones, blocking all those arrows.

Zhao Yun looked back and glanced at it lightly, there was no intimidating and fierce light in his eyes, but he was so frightened that Wen Chou's subordinates stopped all of them and did not dare to pursue.

In a flash of light, he had already arrived at Liu Xie's side and killed all the enemies around him.

"Zilong is mighty, protect me out!"

The prince's face was pale.

In the battle of the Yellow River, although he participated in the whole battle, he was basically on the sidelines, where like this time, the cruel faces were almost attached to the face, and the mud and sand splashed by the horse's hooves were like hidden weapons.

Zhao Yun didn't say a word, and pulled Liu Xie on the horse's back, and at the same time, Zhang Zhao took out a string of golden beads and threw them on the ground.

Under the stunned gaze of everyone, three Yanjia organs with a dark golden luster stood up, this was not created by the wooden saint Zhang Heng, but from the Mojia mechanism technique of the Warring States Period, the huge palm held Hua Tuo, Zhang Zhao, and Ma Jun, and strode out, and the speed was not inferior to the Tianchi White Dragon Horse.

However, after running less than ten miles, another army came out, and the general led by him shouted: "Gao Ran is here!

What greeted him was Zhao Yun's fearless face, breaking the army and cutting the generals, and he was full of courage.

I Changshan Zhao Zilong is here!

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In the midst of the song.

Gu Cheng opened his eyes and smiled slightly: "It's time to take it under his command." ”