Zhao Yun sneered and didn't say much, stepped forward with his gun and took the initiative to charge!

One person alone in a group!

Tongquetai Qin Yilu Xu is meritorious service, even surpassed Fan Chou of the Dionysian Temple, less than three meters away from Zhao Yun, and Hu Lie's blood was sprinkled on his face.

"Brother Zhao spares his life!" Qin Yilu's strength is only half a pound and eight taels with Hu Lie, he would have been scared stupid a long time ago, and he actually fell to the ground and begged for mercy by rushing forward, which really made people fall down.

"Poof!" Zhao Yun didn't have any hesitation to pierce his heart, and now he said this, don't you think it's a little late?

"Together, all the treasures on him are equally divided!"

"That's right, I heard that Zao Wou-Ki's son has dozens of ninth-level spirit grasses on his body, and there are hundreds of eighth-level spirit grasses, as long as he is killed, everyone will be worthwhile!"

"There are also Xuanmen rewards, which will also be shared equally!"

"Kill!"

The wealth was moving, even if the blood of the two corpses was not dry, it could not resist the temptation of the ninth-level spirit grass, and fifty or sixty people besieged it from different directions.

Zhao Yun licked his lips, and suddenly felt that this was a good place, and this was also a good time, so he could indulge in it wantonly!

The night is dark and the wind is high, the stars are in the sky, a blood-stained heart, and a murderous gun!

"Bang bang bang!" The guns and swords and swords sparked countless fires one after another, and Zhao Yun couldn't kill as neatly as before, because every time he would be pinned down by danger behind him or left and right.

Seeing that Zhao Yun was restrained, everyone came to the spirit, and they thought that he was just bluffing before, and more people besieged him.

"Kill!" Zhao Yun's robe hunted, and the head of the spear stabbed out with a sound explosion, inserting the throat of a stunning beauty in the shadow of the sword, and when he donated blood, he threw the gun and cut the chest of another leather-armored man!

"Tongquetai falls into Xiangxiang, Runan Yuan clan Zhang Nan!" Someone revealed the name of the deceased, but then it was too late to report it, because Zhao Yun killed too quickly.

"Puff puff!" More than a dozen shots in a row, Zhao Yun had a soul returning to the west under each shot, and Wuxiang played more and more under his hands, unable to be phaseless, invisible and shadowless, and the effect was extremely good in group battles.

"This kid is evil, don't leave your hands behind!"

"Sun Knife!"

"Hurricane Sword!"

"Ruthless Iron Hand!"

A corpse in one place could not cool the frenzy of greed, and a trick to become famous broke out at the same time, Zhao Yun was covered by all kinds of dazzling light and wind waves, his eyes could not see, his ears could not hear, he was as lonely as fish meat, just waiting for the knife.

"Break!" Courage and momentum are combined, people and hearts are combined, what Zhao Yun sees in his eyes is not a crisis, but a human flesh sandbag to vent anger!

A little cold light arrived first, and then the gun came out like a dragon, Zhao Yun stepped into the air, and under the blessing of the spear momentum of the palm realm and the idea of Fu Fang Gong being like home, the spear burning with flames flew three hundred and sixty degrees, and the piercing collision sound sounded one after another, and the smoke and fog rose everywhere, covering everyone's field of vision.

After swinging away from everyone, Zhao Yun quickly struck, took the lives of two more people with one shot, and then turned around and stabbed and killed one more person!

"At the end of the crossbow, don't retreat, continue the siege!"

"Show your real skills, a country boy, what are you afraid of!"

"Kill him!"

Facts have proved that agitation is sometimes really easy to get people into trouble, even if there are more than 20 corpses lying around Zhao Yun, there are still people who do not believe in evil and rush to death one after another.

"Suppress!" Zhao Yun was fighting, while understanding the momentum of the gun, he could obviously feel that none of these people had comprehended the momentum to the realm of power, so his gun was in an absolute advantage, giving him the feeling that it was suppressed, not only in terms of momentum, but also in terms of strength, although there were many of these people, but in fact it was not a level at all.

"Sure enough, it's a realm of heaven and earth, I don't know how strong the power of the self-prestige realm should be?" Zhao Yun thought, in fact, he didn't notice that as there were more and more dead souls under the gun, his momentum was transforming little by little, not to the point of self-authority, but also to a little more charm.

"Whoosh!" Just when Zhao Yun was killing and couldn't extricate himself, there was a sharp sound of breaking wind behind him, and the archer man was back!

This time, Zhao Yun has something

Distracted, the arrow flew past his neck and almost sent him away!

"Bastard!" Zhao Yun was furious, turned around and scurried to kill two people with one shot, and ran towards the archer man, but how could the others do what he wanted, blocking the way.

Under the siege of so many people, it was difficult for Zhao Yun to defend against the archers, and the arrows shot by the latter were extraordinary in terms of strength and accuracy, and they could not be prevented.

"Yi Shen Clan Lang Xun!"

"It's strange, didn't the Yi God Clan receive the favor of Zao Wou-ki, how could he deal with his son?"

"The God of War was also saved by Zao Wou-Ki, isn't it?"

"Be careful!"

"The Yi God Clan was also forced to be helpless, the one in their family seriously injured the Phoenix God of Shu Pavilion with the Sun Shooting Divine Arrow, and the two families formed a great enmity of life and death, Shu Pavilion and Zao Wou-Ki have a bad relationship, and the enemy's friend is the enemy, so that's why it's like this."

"The world is so complicated!"

……

Over there, when Yi Shen Clan Lang Xun was about to strike again, he suddenly felt a fatal crisis and hurriedly turned around, almost the moment he turned around, his arrow had already been shot, but at this time, a sword had already been inserted into his heart!

Not far away, Yuan Yi, a descendant of the Yuan clan in Runan, said angrily to the other group: "It's not that you said that you won't interfere!"

"If you have a horse, you won't let him have it? You can see clearly, it's from Changshan County!"

"How could Changshan's soil buns kill Lang Xun quietly?"

"Tu Baozi, I don't know the Heavenly Killing Martial Arts, and I don't know who the soil is!"

"What Heavenly Killing Martial Arts?"

When Yuan Yi was in the clouds, the person next to him poked him and said, "The Heavenly Killing Martial Vein was born, and the major forces all know about it, but didn't your family tell you?"

Yuan Yi was dumbfounded, the adults in their family really hadn't told him!

Yuan Yi sipped his saliva in embarrassment and said, "What's so great about the Heavenly Killing Martial Vein! He killed Lang Xun, and that guy without wind will never let him go!"

Speaking of Wufeng, everyone sighed, that is definitely a ruthless person, unparalleled in archery, even if he is the top Tianjiao, he is afraid of putting cold arrows behind his back, and Wufeng and Langxun are brothers, and their feelings are very deep!

But what if the words come to that, the person who made the shot doesn't care, whoever moves his brother will die, not to mention that there is no wind in the waves, his father can't do it!

Gao Shun is burdened with the Heavenly Killing Martial Vein, so naturally he can't hide from the big people who drink tea in the clouds, in fact, including the Dao Demon Martial Vein with broken strings, and it has not escaped their eyes, just because of the particularity of this era, no matter what martial vein you are, the upper limit is just like that, so the big guys just don't pay attention to it after talking about it.

Of course, I don't know if there is anyone in the dark.

Gao Shun didn't continue to make a move, he just needed to help Zhao Yun clean up the black hand, and leave the rest to his brother to play, he knew how angry Zhao Yun was in his heart recently, and he needed to vent.

Zhao Yun had no worries after seeing Gao Shun and started his crazy journey.

"Haha, Junko, help my brother sweep the formation, no one is allowed to escape, whoever runs will kill whoever runs!"

As soon as Lang Xun died, coupled with corpses all over the ground, everyone lost their initial madness, and they all calmed down one by one, the baby is important, and life is more important.

So, some people began to retreat and prepare to quietly withdraw from the battlefield, but Gao Shun blocked their way!

"Get out of the way!"

"The sneak attack killed Lang Xun, do you really think you are a master?"

"Can't you kill Zao Wou-ki's son, can't you kill a little ***?"

Facts have proved that the mouth is cheap and urging people's lives, wild boy, as soon as the words "little ***" came out, even Zhao Yun sweated for them.

Sure enough, a touch of coldness flashed under Gao Shun's calm gaze, and when he stepped forward, the three of them were ready to fight back, but they couldn't even touch his shadow.

"Brush, brush!" Gao Shun first broke their arms with weapons with three swords, then broke the other three arms with three swords, then three swords, and then three swords, and then three swords, until everyone became more than ten pieces before returning to their original positions.

It is worth marking that the two heads of the wild boy and the little *** are split in two from the mouth!

......Seeing this, many people swallowed, although they had killed many people, they were rarely so cruel.

"Heaven Killing Martial Vein ......" Many people thought of the legend about the Heavenly Killing Martial Vein in their minds, and they couldn't help but re-judge Gao Shun.

After the three of them, a few more people were ready to leave the battlefield, all of them died very miserably, and in the end, the rest of the people understood that if they fought with Zao Wouji's son, they could still die happily, and they were more likely to have a glimmer of life, but if they escaped, they would die faster and more miserably!

So the remaining twenty or so people swarmed around Zhao Yun again, and one by one they could be regarded as revenge, and they used their efforts to press the bottom of the box.

Someone next to Yuan Yi commented: "Zao Wou-ki's son is not as unbearable as he imagined, but that's it, now he is only a second-rate character of the major forces, and there is no real Tianjiao."

Near the speaker, there was an old acquaintance of Zhao Yun, Shamoke of the Fire Barbarian Clan, and next to him, stood another Tianjiao junior of the Fire Barbarian Clan, with strong muscles and an arrogant expression, and snorted coldly: "If those people weren't nosy, I would have been able to beat him all over the ground looking for teeth!"

"At best, it's just the peak of the courage realm, it's okay in places like Changshan, but in our eyes, it's just a frog at the bottom of the well."

……

Not far from these people who slandered or disdained Zhao Yun, there was another group of people, including the second miss and Guan Suo, as well as the two people who followed the Shu madman, it was precisely because of the existence of these people that they restrained the supreme Tianjiao of the Xuanmen and the Yuan clan of Runan, otherwise Zhao Yun would be really in trouble.

Listening to their words, Guan Suo said disdainfully: "Whoever doesn't know how to brag about the skin, you know that the group fights, there is a kind of you going up to fight it alone!"

"If you go it alone, you don't care?"

Faced with this problem, the people on Guan Suo's side frowned, don't worry, others are single-handed, why can't you be the son of Zao Wou-ki? No matter, after all, it came out of a small place in Changshan, and if it is killed, it is not easy to explain it to the elders of the clan.

At this time, someone spoke: "Zao Wou-ki's son, if you can't catch it in the same realm, then do we still need to take care of it?"