After the screaming stopped abruptly, Dian Wei put away his twin iron halberds and flew into the white mist.

Seeing a corpse that had been smashed into a ball, he immediately spat at the mouth and said, "This little strength wants to stop my Xuanwu Legion, it's really beyond my strength!" ”

"But since you're here to die, don't leave alive!"

After one battle after another, Dian Wei's killing intent was extremely strong, and after a blood-red flash in his eyes, he turned around and flew directly towards the place where he was before.

……

Although the white mist blocked the vision of the Xuanwu Legion soldiers, it did not completely isolate the sound, and the fierce collision and terrible screams dozens of meters away came into their ears very clearly.

When he saw the legion commander flying back with the twin iron halberds, the Xuanwu Legion, which was fighting with hundreds of disciples of the East China Sea Sect, was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but let out an excited roar.

"The Legion Commander is mighty!"

"The Legion Commander is mighty!"

……

The roar and the sound of the piano added a few more points to the momentum of the entire legion.

On the contrary, the faces of the hundreds of Donghai Sect disciples who were desperately attacking the military formation turned pale all of a sudden, and they kept shouting in horror in their hearts: How is it possible! How is this possible!

They knew that there were two sect master-level elders accompanying them, so they dared to attack the place where the enemy general was sitting.

But now, the enemy general returned unharmed, but he did not see his two elders.

All of a sudden, the hearts of these East China Sea Sect disciples were suddenly filled with despair, and the strength of the attack in their hands also weakened a little.

In mid-air, the returning Dian Wei looked at the dozens of corpses of fallen legionnaires on the ground, and gave an order without the slightest mercy: "Attack with all your strength, and don't let go of a single one!" ”

"Yes, Captain!"

Suddenly, soldiers surrounded and killed, and launched a fierce counterattack against the disciples of the East China Sea Sect who had lost confidence.

After the battle was almost over, Dian Wei suddenly flew away, and continued to appear in the other seven places where the legion was fighting, killing the hidden grandmaster-level warriors among them.

And under the command of Zhuge Liang, who was in the central area, the entire legion was still slowly advancing, oppressing the enemy space hidden in the fog array.

At the same time, Zhao Yun flew rapidly, and through the thick white fog, he also spotted the enemy soldiers shooting arrows.

Although the perception is only a dozen meters away.

But he followed the direction of the arrow's flight, only flew a distance of more than 100 meters, stopped in the air of more than ten meters and looked down, and saw the figures in the fog who were drawing bows and shooting arrows.

Zhao Yun judged by the formation that the number of these people was not less than three thousand.

However, unlike Dian Wei, he didn't like to kill, so he didn't attack immediately, but used the spiritual power in his body and shouted: "Put down your weapon, Zilong Kerao will wait for his life!" ”

This was not said to the soldiers, but to the leaders among them.

Behind the disciples of the East China Sea Sect below, there were seven elders of the East Sea Sect stationed here, and the strongest one was an old man with the strength of the late stage of the Grandmaster.

When the old man heard the sudden loud shouts from the front of the team, he was slightly stunned at first, and then his eyes froze, and he saw a figure in the air hundreds of meters away through the white fog.

Although he didn't see the strength of the other party, he didn't think that the other party would be a great grandmaster-level martial artist.

And even if he was really a great grandmaster martial artist, with the strength of him and the other six elders beside him, even if they were not defeated by the other party, they could easily retreat.

What's more, it's still its home turf!

Thinking of this, a sneer suddenly appeared on the old man's face, and he suddenly ordered loudly: "All the disciples obey the order, concentrate all your strength on shooting down the person who is talking in mid-air for me!" ”

"Duh!"

"Duh!"

"Duh!"

……

Hearing the elder's order, the more than 3,000 disciples of the East China Sea Sect who had just been startled by Zhao Yun's shout came back to their senses without the slightest hesitation, and immediately changed the direction of their bows and arrows to shoot the long arrows that had already been mounted.

For a while, countless long arrows shrouded Zhao Yun.

Seeing this, Zhao Yun's face finally showed anger.

The reason why he didn't want to make a move was just because after Dongshan City was taken, these people would sooner or later be the lord's subordinates, and they shouldn't be lost in unnecessary battles.

But now it seems that the East China Sea faction still doesn't realize the difference in strength between them and their own side.

Do you really think that you can make a fog array to block the pace of Nanshan City's attack?

"It's stupid!"

Seeing the dense arrows getting closer and closer, Zhao Yun completely put away the kindness in his heart.

I saw that the gentian bright silver spear in his hand suddenly stabbed forward, and with the piercing sound of breaking the air, the shadows of silver spears suddenly appeared in the thick white mist.

Then, as the surging Yuan Force continued to converge into the body of the spear, the sound of the dragon's groan followed.

Rise!

"Go!"

Zhao Yun let out a low snort, and the surging yuan power surged out of the body of the spear, quickly condensing a silver long dragon, and suddenly circled and waved his claws, and rushed towards the arrow rain in front.

The long tail of terror swept by, and countless arrows broke and fell from the sky.

Under the terrified gaze of the thousands of East China Sea factions below, the silver dragon that had broken through the rain of arrows roared, and the round dragon eye turned into a silver light and pounced on them.

Rumble!

"Ahh Not ......"

"Help me!"

……

The silver dragon, which was more than ten zhang long, pounced into the group of disciples of the East China Sea Sect, waving its claws and sweeping its tail.

With a terrible scream, one figure after another flew out, and pungent scarlet blood fell in mid-air, adding a little color to the thick white mist.

At this time, the faces of the seven elders in the rear also changed suddenly.

The aura of the silver dragon made them suddenly feel an aura that far surpassed that of the grandmaster martial artist!

The person who came is a great master and martial artist!

Looking at the elite disciples of the sect who were constantly dying tragically, the old man with the strength of the late stage of the sect master suddenly had an ugly face, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Join forces to resist the enemy!" ”

As soon as the words fell, he took the lead in taking off into the air and quickly rushed towards the silver dragon that was raging among the disciples of the sect.

Although the other six elders were afraid in their hearts, they saw that the old man had already made a move, so they had to rush forward.

Next.

When the silver dragon was completely consumed and the yuan power disappeared, these seven East China Sea Sect elders once again joined forces to surround Zhao Yun and launched a fierce attack without sparing a hand.

In the face of the siege of the six grandmaster warriors, Zhao Yun had no fear, and the "Seven Probing Dragon Spear" was used by him to be in a state of supernatural power.

For a while, there were countless silver gun shadows in mid-air.

……

A few hundred meters away, in the center of the Xuanwu Legion.

When Dian Wei slashed the two Grandmaster Martial Artists, Zhuge Liang's eyes lit up, and the speed of his left hand bouncing in the void increased a few points again.

And as the moment Zhao Yun and the seven East Sea Sect elders completely broke out, he seemed to have seen through the truth of this white mist formation at once, and he did not hesitate to let out a low snort.

"Due east, there are clouds and mist rolling at least five miles away, and this is the core of the formation."

"General Hansheng, it's up to you next!"

(End of chapter)