"How far can I borrow his power?"

"At least open the martial arts, or you have a way to increase your physical strength to a certain level. Even so, within the martial realm, you can borrow at most half of it, otherwise you will be strung to death."

Zhao Yun suddenly thought of something, took out a bottle and asked, "Is Huang Tiandan okay?"

"Sanpin Huang Tiandan, yes."

"How many products does Huang Tiandan have?"

"Jiupin, I want to remind you that the side effects of Huang Tiandan are no less than borrowing the power of the Kyushu Bear, and it will have unpredictable consequences, Huang Tiandan's power is not so easy to borrow! For example, this bottle of Sanpin Huang Tiandan, even if ordinary people eat one, they will have the risk of losing their martial arts. Huang Tiandan, just save your life!"

"It's really time for life and death, who cares about this, come on, I'm willing."

"You have figured it out, after you conclude the contract, if you use its power and can't find the Beast Bodhi for it, you will die a miserable death!"

"Don't worry, I understand, but to make it clear, at least let me have a certain ability before I go to Qinling, otherwise I will really be sent to death."

"Okay, give me a Han Yuan fruit."

Zhao Yun did not hesitate, and handed over a fruit, the dignified princess has her own dignity and will not hack her own things like the old man.

"Roar!" Unexpectedly, the hairy bear let out an angry roar, expressing a strong reluctance in the roar, and seemed to look down on Zhao Yun a little.

"It's going to test you."

"How?"

A flame appeared in An Yang's palm, and said: "This fire is called Kyushu Yan, it is the fire of protection, and it is the guardian beast of Kyushu, called Kyushu Bear, if you want to conclude a contract with it, you must withstand the baptism of Kyushu Yan, and you can hold it for a quarter of an hour."

"Can't hold it?"

"Reduced to ashes."

"Are you sure you didn't mean to kill me?"

"Don't worry, the Kyushu Flame tests the will, not the strength, otherwise a little spark can burn you to ashes."

"Test your will, say it early, come on!"

Zhao Yun breathed a sigh of relief, let's not dare to say anything else, the piece of willpower is definitely leveraged!

"Be ready, the longer you hold on, the better, the longer you hold on, the better you will fit with the Kyushu bear, and the smoother it will be to borrow power."

Zhao Yun sat cross-legged, and then saw Kyushu Xiong walking over with a step that his six relatives did not recognize, and he was not deformed, it was still the size of a palm, how cheap he looked, which made him have an extremely bad premonition.

"Brother Xiong, lightly start."

The last thing Zhao Yun saw was a bear face with the corners of his mouth raised, and then he entered a dark red world.

Heat, extreme heat, almost instantly, Zhao Yun's skin cracked, and a thirst for water came from all over his body.

"That's it?" Although it was not very comfortable, it was far from reaching the limit, just when Zhao Yun was slightly disappointed, the surrounding flames suddenly became violent, like poisonous snakes dancing wildly, and broke into the body along the seven orifices, without any buffer space, so he began to bake the eight veins of the Qi Sutra and the five internal organs.

"Shhh This time it really hurts, it hurts so much that every cell in the body is being baked, and you can even hear the sound of water vapor evaporating.

Zhao Yun's body dried up rapidly, his muscles contracted, and his blood steamed, looking like a dried corpse.

"Do you want to play so hard......

On the skin, there is a raging flame, the pain in the body is secondary, the psychological pressure is too great, and the ugliness is not good.

With the passage of time, the pain value in the body continued to grow, I don't know if it was stupid or what, Zhao Yun suddenly saw a familiar figure, Tong Lao, he was being besieged by a group of people, a spear seven in and seven out, but still outnumbered, scarred.

"Yun'er, live!"

"Leave me alone!"

"Don't give up no matter what!"

"No......" Seeing that Tong Lao was in danger, Zhao Yun was impatient, and his mood became more and more irritable, and this loss of concentration only felt that his heart hurt, and a flame broke into his heart

Middle.

Silently, Princess Anyang's voice came, "What you see is what is about to happen."

"Impossible!" Zhao Yun didn't believe it, and wanted to break free from the flames, but looked for Tong Lao, but found that the "bang" of his left hand was gone.

"Once you enter the trial, there is no way out, and if you can't survive, you will die!"

"Don't you have to die if I'm dead?"

"That's my life."

Zhao Yun was speechless, it was not that he didn't want to insist, but it was really difficult to feel at ease, the old man was his only relative, and he couldn't accept that he had an accident.

"What if you go, he can't deal with the enemy, can you?"

"Kyushu Yan, the fire of protection, how to protect it if you don't have the strength, how to protect it if you mess up first?"

Wake up the person in the dream with a word, Zhao Yun tried to calm himself down, but the picture of Tong Lao being seriously injured and beaten by the group could not linger, he was uneasy, and his heart was uneasy, and the power of the flame would be doubled.

If you continue like this, you may really die!

"Cold through the ages, all things are especially quiet, the heart should be quiet, look at me alone, the heart and spirit are one, the air should follow each other, if there is more than one phase, everything will not be shocked......

With a sigh of relief, Zhao Yun sat cross-legged and began to silently recite Dong Xing'er's "Meditation Decision". cao

To the surprise of the bear girl, Zhao Yun did not escape the picture he saw, but looked straight at it without blinking his eyes.

Gradually, Zhao Yun didn't even think about meditation, just watched Tong Lao being tortured with a sword and a sword, watching him covered in blood, and watching him die and struggle.

The flames on his body were steaming, and his whole body was burned red, but he didn't feel a trace of pain.

"You just said that what I saw was about to happen, how long was it going to be?"

"It could be the next moment, it could be tomorrow, no more than a month at most."

"A ...... a month" Zhao Yun's heart sank to the bottom, if it was true, he couldn't do anything in a month.

Unconsciously, a quarter of an hour passed quietly, and An Yang's voice sounded again: "You have passed the test, do you want to continue?"

"Quiz, didn't you just say it's a trial? What's next?"

"Aren't you in a hurry to go back and have a look?"

"What's the use of seeing it?"

An Yang was silent, "Then let's continue."

In front of Zhao Yun, a forging platform appeared, and on the platform, there was a flame hammer and an unformed wrought iron.

"Use this hammer to craft your own weapon. The temperature of the flame hammer is even higher than what you can withstand now, and every hammer blow will endure great pain, and at least ten thousand times before it can be forged into a soldier, and you can't stop in between."

The flames on Zhao Yun's body receded, and his body instantly recovered, he didn't speak, he walked straight to the forging table, and the moment he lifted the flame hammer, a heart-piercing pain hit him instantly, and he suddenly spit out a mouthful of bright red.

"Bump!" Zhao Yun raised the flame and hammered it on the wrought iron, and the force generated by the shock caused the bones in his whole body to be like cone thorns, and the pain was about to fall apart.

"Bump, bump, bump......" Zhao Yun was expressionless, silently suffering the torture, without a trace of wave in his eyes.

An hour later, Zhao Yun struck three thousand times, and the wrought iron turned into a long stick, and there was still a great distance from the gun, and at this time, his eyes were bleeding, and his bones were cracked in seventy-two places.

Half an hour later, Zhao Yun knocked six thousand times, the rhythm was not chaotic at all, and the bones in his body were one hundred and forty-four.

Princess Anyang's indifferent gaze was moved.

An hour later, Zhao Yun knocked 12,000 times, the gun had been formed, and there were 300 bone cracks in his body.

"Poof!" An Yang thought that Zhao Yun would stop, but who knew that the other party sprayed a mouthful of blood at the spear, and then continued to knock eight thousand times!

"Hum!" After a total of 20,000 strikes, a gunshot roared to the sky, and a flaming spear flew out, flew around Zhao Yun and fell into his hand.

At this moment, a stream of pure energy poured into his body, and Zhao Yun's scarred body instantly recovered.

The forging platform dispersed, and a dense flame man appeared in front of Zhao Yun, and behind him,

Tong Lao, as well as Gao Shun's mother and son, and Dong Xing'er were all seriously injured.

"The last level, protect the people behind you!"

"Fight!" Zhao Yun's long-standing anger was already unbearable, and he instantly stood with the flame man who rushed over, and as soon as he made a move, he burst out with stronger combat power than before!

The combat power of the flame people is not weak, and each of them is not weaker than the ordinary late stage of the martial arts, the key is that there are too many of them, and they can't be killed at all.

This battle can be said to be the most tragic battle in Zhao Yun's life, knowing that it is not true, but he can't convince himself to give up, so he can only do everything to persevere.

Princess Anyang looked at the woolly bear in her hand and asked, "Guardians of the past generations, how long have you held out the most?"

"The one who has held on the longest is the ninth-generation guardian, Overlord Xiang, ten hours and three quarters, killing nine hundred and thirty-eight enemies."