The cold light was cold, and the rain curtain provided the best cover for this arrow, when Leng Zhuo turned his head and looked at the little cold star, his pupils couldn't help shrinking, and there was an ambush, fortunately, Leng Zhuo was standing not far from Zhao Yun at the moment, and the wind whirlwind around Zhao Yun did not disperse because he captured the white wolf.

At the moment when the cold light flew in front of Leng Zhuo, Zhao Yun's idle left hand had already been grabbed by the claw, perhaps because the situation was extremely urgent, the Qingluan claw hand in Zhao Yun's hand actually broke through the previous boundary, and the cyan claw surfaced from his hand the moment he grabbed it.

If it was just empty-handed, even if Zhao Yun could catch this arrow, he wouldn't be able to stop the castration of this crossbow arrow, but it was different when he launched the Qingluan claw hand, this Qingluan claw was like a claw sleeve, although it was not as hard as metal, but the spiritual power was extremely tough, after the crossbow arrow was caught, it seemed to be glued, and it couldn't slide forward, and the tip of the arrow stopped a few centimeters in front of the tip of Leng Zhuo's nose.

Thrilling, although it was only an instant, but at that moment, Leng Zhuo felt that his heartbeat had stopped, and an unprecedented sense of fear enveloped his heart, in the face of death, no one could handle it calmly, Leng Zhuo said that he didn't care before, but at that moment just now, Leng Zhuo knew that he was still afraid of death.

"Dade, protect the lord!" Although this arrow was blocked, but there were a lot of people in ambush in the surrounding forests, and the arrows around were like locusts, shooting overwhelmingly from all directions, Zhao Yun looked at the arrows that broke through the rain curtain, his eyes swept in front of him, the chain spear was thrown out in response, and the sharp spear head shot into the pack horse that had already been shot.

The chain gun pulled hard, and the pack horse weighing hundreds of catties was pulled up by Zhao Yun and blocked on one side, while on the other side, Li Yuanba also grabbed the pack horse that he sat on and died, and used it as a shield, protecting Leng Zhuo in the middle on the left and right.

"Whew!" The white wolf suddenly howled, its four paws flew in the mud, and pounced towards Leng Zhuo and his party, although Leng Zhuo's hand was a little shaky, he still raised the spear spirit, ready to give the white wolf a bit, although it couldn't kill it, but it could help some.

Leng Zhuo is very disgusted with his incompetence at the moment, but reality is reality, even if he is a traverser, he can't change the reality, traversing invincibility, that only exists in the illusory imagination, where can he succeed if he doesn't work hard, having a hundred generals is already a big bug, what else can Leng Zhuo ask for.

The white wolf did not pounce on Leng Zhuo and the others, but danced the wolf's claws and flew away the arrows that shot at the white wolf lying on the ground, Leng Zhuo's eyes fell on the young man who was covering his legs but still didn't scream, he didn't know when a crossbow arrow was inserted in his chest, and the blood was constantly flowing.

Leng Zhuo looked at the arrows inserted, his eyes quickly swept around, the three people who came out of the forest before, the burly man inserted at least seven or eight arrows in front and back, but this burly man did not want to fall, just stood there, as if a wall was blocking the thin little man's body.

The thin little man was lying in the mud, although the burly man blocked the arrows from front for him, but he did not block the arrows from behind, a crossbow arrow from the throat pierced his throat, the thin little man seemed to want to say something, but the corners of his mouth kept bleeding blood, not a single sound could be made, and the gaze from those eyes became more and more scattered.

And the last guy who couldn't find it in the pile also fell in the mud, but this guy was very smart, although he was hit by an arrow in the shoulder, but it was not a vital point, and at this moment he was lying on the ground, but he was motionless, obviously playing dead.

Could it be that these people are not in the same group as the archery shooters in the forest, Leng Zhuo was a little puzzled, could it be that he was so sought-after, it was not enough to have a group of people who wanted to kill him, and he actually came twice at a time, which was too much to elevate him.

The dense arrows continued for seven or eight waves before stopping, with Zhao Yun and Li Yuanba guarding, Leng Zhuo was not injured, but the pack horses used by the two as meat shields were shot into a sieve, and the blood stained the puddles on the ground red, and from the forest, eleven guards wearing armor walked out of the forest, and the leader was the captain of the guard who stopped their carriage at the west gate of Suzaku City and asked for inspection.

Although Leng Zhuo's legs were still a little shaky, Leng Zhuo still stood up, looked at the guard commander, and said, "As an imperial soldier, you actually ambushed a nobleman, don't you know that this is a felony of Zhulian!"

"Hmph, what kind of nobleman are you, just a waste, if it weren't for an earl grandfather, just by you, hum, and the crime of Zhulian you said, if there is no living mouth, I think no one will know whether you are dead or alive who ran away from marriage, kill me!"

Leng Zhuo almost gritted his teeth, waste, waste, I, Leng Zhuo, am not a waste, although Leng Zhuo calmly accepted the reality, but the reality could not accept him, being called a waste, it was not something to boast about: "Give me death!" Leng Zhuo raised the spear spirit and raised his hand at the guard commander is shot.

The spiritual power bullet passed through the rain curtain with Leng Zhuo's anger and shot at the guard chief, but the guard chief didn't dodge, let the shot hit his body, but he didn't blink, as if he hadn't been shot at all, and mocked: "Is it that you have such a little ability, it's really a little disappointing to me, but for a waste, I seem to have too much to expect!"

Soldiers dressed in Vermilion Bird armor surrounded him, and the fire-embreaked war knives in their hands swung upward, slashing towards the three people who were surrounded in the center.

When, when, when, the sound of metal collision continued, Zhao Yun used his best seven probe dragon marksmanship, although there is no hundred birds to the phoenix gun is gorgeous, but this marksmanship is extremely tricky, each shot will hit the opponent's vital point, poof, the tip of the gun pierced into the neck of a soldier, just like a cobra's pounce, the silver snake shot out, and a blood arrow shot out.

Zhao Yun fought four people by himself, but he was not weak at all, although these soldiers of the Vermilion Bird Army were elite soldiers who had seen blood, and there was a bad aura on their bodies, but compared to Zhao Yunlai, they were not much worse, Zhao Yun was a military general who killed seven in and seven out of thousands of troops, in this other world, only those psychic generals with psychic beasts may have the strength to fight with them, these soldiers are not even a dish.

Under the dancing of the spear, several soldiers fell down one after another, and on the other side, Li Yuanba's methods were even more exaggerated, the giant hammer was pulled out, and several soldiers who raised their swords were directly swept away, and flew out upside down in response, and the soldier who was directly hit, although he had a good Vermilion Bird armor body, was also beaten to pieces, and he never got up again when he lay on the ground.

"Eat me a move!" The captain of the guard is obviously a psychic, and the war knife in his hand is a phantom soldier burning with fire clouds, this knife is split, and there seems to be a white sable emerging from the blade above the phantom soldier, and the sharp teeth bite at Zhao Yun.

Compared with the psychic beast, Zhao Yun, who has just started, is obviously not an opponent, but Zhao Yun's is undoubtedly not blown, even if he is a thousand lotus battle Luo Yun who is an earth spirit master, if he does not use the Thousand Lotus Ice Battle Qi, he can't help Zhao Yun, not to mention that the other party is just a junior psychic master.

Hundred birds and phoenixes, this move is Zhao Yun's deepest move, because at the moment when the transformation of the psychic beast is completed, the scene of the hundred birds and the phoenix has been deeply engraved in Zhao Yun's heart, and at this moment, seeing the psychic white sable that pounced, the spear in Zhao Yun's hand was also handed out.

Although it is a spear made of ordinary materials, there is still a cyan streamer flowing on it, and the cyan spiritual power seems to sense the master's state of mind, turning into a blue bird, making a crisp birdsong, one, two, three, although there are only three sounds, three blue birds fly out, far from the hundred birds towards the phoenix, but the blue bird that flies out is pecking at the white sable.

Broken, as Zhao Yun broke off, a green mang broke through the psychic sword, the tip of the spear was on the Vermilion Bird armor, the captain of the guard looked at the position of the hit in his chest in disbelief, and raised the psychic sword again, but in front of him was a flash of green mang, poof, blood arrows shot out from the neck, and before he died, he seemed to vaguely hear the sound of birdsong in his ears.