If the previous fire roast only burned almost blank the energy contained in the Yinglan suit, then it only takes time to replenish and recover, but this knife has made a proper opening, which cannot be repaired by itself.

Zhao Yun's palm unconsciously twitched a few times on the hole in his clothes, and his eyes began to ooze blood.

Things related to Yanping are always easy to make this man fall into madness, even madness of losing his mind.

Fortunately, it was the clothes that were broken this time, not Yanping, and Zhao Yun still maintained effective rationality while having an attack of red eye.

His eyes were red and murderous, and white clouds began to erupt from his feet, enveloping himself and a large area of space, and the four figures on the opposite side saw him move, so they were naturally not polite, and rushed forward with one knife and two sticks, and the assassin hid.

The white clouds spewed out by Zhao Yun carried a dotted blue light, which was the energy transformed by the small round ball, even if the four figures were all heaven-level, they could not completely disperse these clouds with their own energy.

In the white clouds, Zhao Yun could clearly feel a phantom figure circling around him, this must be the assassin, and the other three people were relatively difficult to sense because they each summoned energy to disperse the clouds, but these three people just looked at it.

The dragon spear in Zhao Yun's hand was raised, and six cloud knights with blue light appeared beside him, lurking towards one knife and two sticks separately.

At first, the two swords and sticks were next to each other, but after taking a few steps, they found that although the clouds were difficult to disperse, they did not have any attack or negative effects, so they separated and moved forward, and suddenly, six figures similar to them rushed out of the clouds, holding spears in their hands and stabbing at each of them.

Zhao Yun reined in his energy and stood motionless, relying on the feeling of Baiyun's feedback to "watch" the assassin's movements.

The Assassin was also extremely cautious, and had been cautiously roaming the perimeter, but did not attack.

Seeing this, Zhao Yun frowned, and controlled the cloud knight who was entangled with one of the figures with a stick to retreat, while he himself shook the silver dragon spear and killed the figure that was being lured.

Here's your chance!

Suddenly, a thought flashed in Zhao Yun's heart, he pounced on the figure of the figure with a stick, and the spear in his hand pierced out like an antelope's horns, and the blue light on the spear was shining, passing through some foreign objects in the empty clouds, and then there was flying ash.

... Hmph, after all, it's not a real person, it's very easy to get into the trap, although it's a strong rank, ordinary people also have the opportunity to fight back.

The red light in Zhao Yun's eyes, who had killed the "enemy", faded a lot, and his thoughts seemed to be more agile.

Without the assassin, the three opponents were separated by him again, although the cloud knight was not an opponent at all, but with the help of a steady stream of dragon marksmanship, he could still barely drag the figure with a lack of intelligence.

Zhao Yun immediately came to the door one by one, and in a heads-up situation, he didn't have much effort to wipe out the three opponents who had just entered the heaven level.

When the last figure turned into ashes in the white clouds, Zhao Yun sat on the ground regardless of the image, this "leapfrog challenge" is extremely important to him, although it is not as dangerous as the two near-deaths in the previous third level, but this is a real fight, not a strange pressure.

... Whether it is impromptu adaptation or skill application, it is much more brain-burning than simply carrying pressure.

... This dragon spear technique is very powerful, and it may even be Zhao Zilong's famous technique, but the black shadow of the second stage only shows a limited part, and the attack moves are seriously missing.

... I seem to have red eyes just now, but it doesn't seem to have any negative effect at all, it's just that the speed of thinking has increased again, and the energy operation has accelerated, more like a buff with a full bonus, well, let Yanping prepare more things for me in the future, to be valuable and commemorative, well, it's like intimate clothing or something...

After amusing himself for a while, Zhao Yun got up, took out a piece of recovery biscuit and gnawed it, and then took advantage of the gap between the biscuits to take effect and tidy up his appearance.

... Just after a round, except for the hole, there is no big problem, but the energy contained in the clothes is not enough, and it will definitely be scorched if it is burned for a while.

After thinking for a while, he set up the Baiyun locker room again, because he was afraid that the opponent would escalate, he just set up an ordinary Baiyun locker room this time, which made him always feel that he would be peeping in.

Changing back into the Yinglan suit with holes in the back again, Zhao Yun looked at it carefully and nodded... Ignoring the coolness behind me, I'm still a decent person.

After doing this, he felt that the biscuits had been digested, and his strength and energy had recovered well, so he picked up his gun with satisfaction and continued walking along the Dragon Bridge.

As he approached the end of the bridge, the white smoke erupted again, and four figures were neatly blocked in front, two flying with knives, one holding a shield in front, and the last one standing vaguely at the end, with an indescribable temperament on his body, holding a staff and bowing his waist.

... This situation is a bit square, although the four is still four, but there is no guarantee that there is no hidden fifth.

... And holding a knife and a shield and a staff doesn't mean that you are not an assassin, well, Huang Dabao's dark iron fist understands.

... Then there is the rank level, just now it is the first to enter the heaven level, these are at least the peak of the heaven level, if you don't use the domain, it is impossible to pass at all, but if you use the domain, what if they are instantly promoted to the Xuan level.

Finding that the other party was motionless after he appeared, Zhao Yun also stopped to think, he searched his stomach and dug up what he knew, and gradually had an idea.

... If these figures are only relatively rigid AI levels, it is likely that I am not in the trigger distance yet.

... So, I have another way, which is to rush straight over.

... I don't have the skills to rush, but the speed of burning the city that I learned in the second stage is extremely fast, and at that time, the black shadow teacher was letting go of the shooting gun, so if I don't let go or put it away, then I can let the silver dragon gun fly with me.

... Let's fight it, well, you can't fight too hard, then the burning city will die on the spot if you can't fight too hard, don't do your own thing.

Zhao Yun made up his mind and began to calm down. He closed his eyes and raised his gun, and the image that came to his mind when he saw the black shadow start the burning of the city.

The silver dragon spear seemed to feel something, and the body of the spear trembled, emitting bursts of silver-white light, and the light then turned into points of light and rose in the air.

At this time, Zhao Yun was brainwashing himself, and his mind to fight with all his strength became heavier and heavier, and then he began to recall the feeling of being robbed of his body and mind when he used the burning city in the face of the black shadow, the feeling that his hands and feet could not move, and his life was not in control, intending to touch the bottoming out emotion, a desperate extreme emotion.

The air seemed to be slowly steaming, and the fine points of light began to escape on Zhao Yun's body, rising together with the light powder on the silver dragon spear, and converging into a dragon shape in the air with a tragic aura.

There are more and more points of light, the dragon shape is becoming more and more real, the scales are lined up, the beard is open, and with the injection of Zhao Yun's blood and qi, the dragon's body gradually turns red, like a flame burning.

Zhao Yun lifted the gun with difficulty, and the originally light silver dragon spear seemed to weigh more than a thousand catties at this moment.

The spear pointed at the four figures at the end of the bridge, and slowly pulled back, the dragon shape in the air was close to the substance, and even emitted a faint dragon might.

Zhao Yun had completely fallen into the breath of the burning city, he felt that the strength, energy, will, and even blood qi of his whole body had been drawn to the gun in his hand and the dragon on his head, and the feeling of draining everything actually made him feel unstoppable pleasure, and even forgot what he was going to do, only thinking about constantly squeezing himself in exchange for a steady stream of happiness.

Fortunately, he was fully prepared before he left the Burning City, anchoring a clear boundary in his mind, and when he was almost overwhelmed by pleasure, he touched this boundary, and his consciousness was able to regain a trace of clarity.

... You can't die by suicide!

Zhao Yun bit the tip of his tongue with all his might, and the severe pain made him finally withdraw from the drug-like pleasure, and his eyes shot two cold rays at this moment.

He pushed it out with both hands, and the silver dragon spear instantly burst into dazzling light.

The silver dragon spear was like a dragon out of the abyss, like lightning falling from the sky, almost at the moment of launch, it was in front of the four figures, Zhao Yun grabbed the body of the gun tightly with both hands, and was rushed forward with a rapid rush, and the air friction caused by the instant acceleration burned his decent Yinglan suit in front of him into rags, revealing the red and bloody skin under his clothes.