Zhao Yun walked out of the shadows slowly, there was not the slightest murderous aura on his body, and a sense of plainness and tranquility immediately made the murderous aura gathered by Wang Fulong dissipate and become invisible.

Wang Fulong's Yan Timur family and Cho Lu's Hou Bu Ta Lili family are both Mongol clans, and both of them have won the trust of the current Yuan Emperor Wenzong because of their support for Yuan Wenzong's accession to the throne, and they control the power of the dynasty. Therefore, the contact is very close. Although Wang Fulong and Qi Yu are not friends, they have also had a relationship.

Therefore, when Wang Fulong saw this spirit today, he felt very strange in his heart. The cowardly Xue army is worthy of the first elite of Mongolia, Zhao Yun came to this step late, and has already cleaned up all the soldiers guarded by the Ezhou official office, and a thousand cowardly Xue army has surrounded this place. Under the leadership of immortal generals such as Zhao Yun, the cowardly Xue army suffered very few casualties.

"I'm not sorry, but if you want to hurt the young master of my family, you have to pass me first. ”

Zhao Yun lightly picked his toes, and the spear in the hand of a dead soldier underground stood up straight as if he suddenly had a spirit surname. Zhao Yun walked slowly and gently held the gun in his hand, and in Wang Fulong's eyes, this old acquaintance suddenly became unfamiliar.

With a gun in hand, Zhao Yun's momentum was very different, and Wang Fulong could deeply feel the strong confidence exuded from Zhao Yun's body. Confident that the gun in his hand is uncommon in the world, and he is confident that the enemy in front of him will be defeated by his hands, and the thought of being taken away suddenly Wang Fulong suddenly noticed it and sweated profusely.

"But how did you become so powerful?"

Wang Fulong was born extremely noble, and since he was a child, he studied the art of war and martial arts under the Mongolian martial god Guo Kan. Although he is seven or eight years older than him, Wang Fulong is convinced that the other party is not his opponent.

However, Zhao Yun seemed to hold a gun unintentionally just now, and in just a few breaths, his temperament had changed in a thousand ways, and the originally quiet aura suddenly became extremely sharp. When he appeared just now, he struck a thunderous blow and was intimidating the world, he was indifferent and unpredictable when he spoke, and he was extremely confident and resolute when he challenged. Let Wang Fulong no longer have the certainty of victory in his heart.

"Aren't you, who are you?

Although he felt the strength of his opponent, Wang Fulong suddenly sank his breath and slowly asked the doubts in his heart.

Zhao Yun also admired Wang Fulong's ability at this time, under his pressure, he instantly regained his calm, and he was able to maintain a strong fighting spirit, which made Zhao Yun rise up with the ambition to fight with all his might.

Bi Ja calculated with all his heart, he is not a brave man after all. "This place is now occupied by the rebels, and I need to hurry back to my army to keep my name. With a slight wink, sixteen lamas escorted him and he was about to leave. His own soldiers had already exchanged hands with the cowardly Xue army who rushed up.

Although the cowardly Xue army possessed by the Yin Spirit was extremely brave, the personal soldiers trained by Bi Jachi were also fierce and unparalleled. Although because the number gap was too large, dozens of the pro-soldiers of Bi Yanchi had been killed and injured in the blink of an eye, but it also left more than ten corpses behind by the cowardly Xue army. Someone broke into the formation, and these cowardly ghost armies brought by Ma Jia and Zhao Yun roared and shouted, and immediately surrounded Bi Yan Chi in the middle.

Wang Fulong thought in his heart, and immediately had the idea of retreating. And what he has to pass in front of him is Zhao Yun's level.

With a low and light whistle, Wang Fulong's fierce figure shook, and he unexpectedly swung out dozens of punches in the blink of an eye, and the fierce wind rushed down his head, even Zhao Yun did not dare to ignore it.

Smiling slightly, Zhao Yun deliberately tried the limit of his body, and did not dodge, with a flick of one hand, the sky was full of gunfire and sneering sounds, and he and Wang Fulong fought fast, and the sound of hard fighting with guns and fists was endless.

Wang Fulong let out a long roar, and flew into the sky from Zhao Yun's heavy gun shadows, plunging into the deep night. Although there were a few cowardly Xue Jun who shot arrows, how could they help a master like Wang Fulong, and give Wang Fulong's Qingyan Shengang a block, and no long arrow could shoot into his skin.

Watching Wang Fulong flee, a bright smile cracked at the corner of Zhao Yun's mouth. With a shake of the spear in his hand, it turned into countless pieces of powder. Ma Jia looked surprised and said, "Could it be that General Zhao Yun can't keep this arrogant guy?"

Zhao Yun stood up with his hands in his hands and said proudly: "If I don't have such an ordinary spear in my hand, how can I let him get out easily." Although I couldn't keep this man, he has been shaken by me, and he must not be able to do anything with anyone for ten days. ”

Zhao Yun stretched out his hand to help Ma Jia, checked it slightly, and found that Ma Jia's injury was not serious. My heart suddenly relaxed. At this time, the chaotic army poured in, and the officials of the Huguang generation in the hall had already been cut and chopped vegetables, and they were all cleanly killed. Only Bijachi, under the protection of the sixteen red-clothed lamas, is still resisting stubbornly.

Zhao Yun frowned slightly, and said in his heart: "These sixteen big bald men seem to have good skills, I have to make a move as soon as possible, otherwise I will lose too many subordinates, how can I follow the main bus generation." ”

Zhao Yun patted Ma Jia's back and sent out a breath of true qi, helped Ma Jia suppress the injury, and was about to take action to solve Bi Yanchi and his party. Suddenly, there was a heavy thunderstorm in the sky, and a brilliant sword light seemed to fly from the sky, directly taking Bijachi in the chaotic army.

Bijachi was horrified in his heart, and hurriedly shouted: "Protect me!"

Sixteen red-clothed lamas, seeing that this knife is incomparably strong, the power of slashing the heavens and the earth, do not dare to slacken, at that moment there are nine red-clothed lamas jumped into the air, the seven lamas on the ground slapped their hands on the head with the same door, and the nine lamas who jumped up were high and low, and the layers were superimposed to form a human bridge similar to a pagoda. The five lamas on the second layer also patted the feet of the same sect on the next level with both hands, and the last red-clothed lama received the transmission power of fifteen fellow lamas, and his true qi suddenly increased dozens of times, and his originally thin body suddenly doubled in size, and his eyes were blood-red. Between his hands, a red chakra came out, and the blue sword light fell in mid-air.

"Open!"

The first red-clothed lama who received the sword light was rushed by two unparalleled true powers, and suddenly exploded into a blood mist in the sky. And that blue sword light was almost without condensation, and from top to bottom, it slashed the sixteen red-clothed lamas into countless pieces of flesh and blood.

"Where are you going, Bijachi, stay and accompany your men!" A melodious faint word, as if echoing in his ears, was Kang Mingyu who arrived. He was not willing to let others kill Bi Jachi, before the person arrived, the Blue Flame Yin Thunder Knife had already been released. Rao is Kang Mingyu has achieved great skill, and his hard work has also caused Zhen's qi and blood to surge, and the corners of his mouth have blood stains.

"These sixteen bald people are good, if there are thirty or fifty more, I am the one who is afraid of being blown into a meat patty. ”

There was no obstacle in front of him, Kang Mingyu grabbed it with one hand, and he lifted his fat body like a chicken. Consistently to the ground, Bi Yanchi, the big executioner whose hands were stained with the blood of innocent Li Min, was smashed by Kang Mingyu and was no longer sincere.

"Withdraw the troops! General Zhao, the sky will be bright, everyone will inevitably have difficulty moving during the day, if you want to keep your body, I am afraid that you will have to take refuge in my star god flag. ”

Kang Mingyu knows that the yin soul is possessed, and the most taboo is to say that the light is irradiated. The battle soul of a peerless military general like Zhao Yun, although his skills have declined greatly, he still has to do something. The rest of the battle spirits were afraid that they would be exposed to the light in less than a moment or three, and they would be detached one after another. Now that he has made it, Kang Mingyu doesn't want to lose this batch of manpower.

"The last general is willing to obey the orders of the Lord, and there is no doubt that he will act no matter what. ”

"Okay!

Kang Mingyu's hand flickered, and a small divine flag quickly expanded. The seven-colored starlight on the body of a galloping horse galloping for thousands of miles and digging the ground is the star horse god flag. Zhao Yun rushed into the divine flag first, and the cowardly Xue Jun behind him followed the fish.

Kang Mingyu came one step late, in order to scatter the original new annex army around, so that no army would come in and disturb him. The quality of these new annexed troops is extremely poor, but Kang Mingyu doesn't want to take them with him, so the gods and ghosts are lucky, and the yin spirits of the leylines within a radius of dozens of miles can't withstand this powerful suction, and they have poured into Kang Mingyu's body.

The yin souls on the seven or eight hundred new annexed troops also broke away one after another, and once again merged into Kang Mingyu's body. When Kang Mingyu absorbed the Yin Soul, a sword-sharp and unparalleled look was quietly watching from a distance.

A young man with a feather coat and a star crown, described as handsome, looked at Kang Mingyu's direction in a daze, thinking in his heart. He sat on the top of the highest drum tower in Ezhou City, and a sheathed long sword was placed at his left foot. This long sword has a dark green body and a simple shape, and it has obviously been an antiquity for many years. The sheathed sword exuded bursts of aura, leaving the young man's surroundings dusty.

"Mo Long, do you regret following me? In the hands of that young man, you may not be able to exert more power than in my hands!" If the young man was intentional, if he unintentionally spoke to his long sword, the clumsy long sword actually made a buzzing sound, as if protesting.

The young man in the feather coat grinned, his toes were lightly picked, the long sword fell into his hand, he couldn't put it down, and said slowly: "I'll go and compare with that kid, let Molong know that we are the best partner, and following that fool will only bury you!"

The young man in the feather coat stepped out of the eaves of the drum tower with his legs raised, but surprisingly, he did not fall and stood firmly in the void. The young man in the feather coat stepped on the void like this, like a leisurely stroll, and strode away. The fighting intent on his body challenged Kang Mingyu from afar.

When the spirit came into contact with the battle intent coming from afar, Kang Mingyu was stunned in his heart. Since the other party's feeling was somewhat familiar, he had already sensed the existence of the other party just now, but since the young man in the feather coat did not interfere with his actions, Kang Mingyu ignored it accordingly. But when the other party challenged everywhere, Kang Mingyu was shocked: "This is not the breath of a human being, is the other party a monster?"

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