Zhao Yuan used "war" to destroy invisible walls one after another.

It was a battle without contact, but it was extremely dangerous, and Zhao Yuan could imagine that as long as he stepped back, the countless invisible walls would press over and crush him to pieces.

No one knows what Zhao Yuan's battle value is.

The battle value test ring of the Beast Leader of the Raptor Mercenary Regiment had been cracked, and Zhao Yuan had defeated thousands of blood barbarian bulls in battle.

In this battle, in addition to strength, combat value plays a vital role.

Zhao Yuan's combat value is like a very slow, but indestructible spear, conquering the city little by little.

Zhao Yuan's clothes were flying, his long hair was flying, and the black-backed long knife that was dragging on the ground actually splashed a thrilling spark.

Kuta was sweating profusely and was soaking wet.

He found that he had made a serious mistake, he shouldn't have used this thankless martial witch to stop Zhao Yuan, because he needed to build countless invisible shields, and Zhao Yuan only needed to destroy them point by point.

Kuta originally wanted to give Zhao Yuan a little color, but he didn't expect that he would be cocooned and bound himself, making it difficult to ride a tiger now.

No, we have to change that!

Kuta supported the invisible shield that was in danger, and thought about solving this deadlock, because he could no longer stop Zhao Yuan from approaching.

"Da!"

Kuta was still thinking, but Zhao Yuan didn't give him a chance, his "Jing" had already felt the flaw in Kuta's heart, and he had been waiting for this opportunity.

At this time, Kuta was thinking about breaking the situation, and he had no intention of supporting it, so Zhao Yuan immediately took advantage of it.

With a raise of his right arm, the snow-bright black-backed long knife seemed to bring a puddle of hot blood to Kuta under the light of the fire, making a whistling sound of breaking through the air.

Lan Xin and a few big men didn't expect that Zhao Yuan, who seemed to be moving forward in the sand dunes with great difficulty, actually had the strength to launch an attack, and suddenly let out an exclamation.

Not good!

Seeing the heavy long knife slash through the air, Kuta was shocked and hurriedly activated the spell.

An unbelievable scene appeared, around Zhao Yuan's body, there seemed to be a translucent crystal wall, as if it were substance.

Unfortunately, Kuta's remedy was too late.

"Click!"

The heavy long knife containing the power of the majestic power slashed heavily on the crystal translucent crystal wall, making an earth-shattering cracking sound, only to see that the thick crystal wall actually revealed countless cracks, spreading radially to the surroundings.

In a dense and complex spell sound, the crystal wall quickly recovered, and Nakuta was already sweating profusely and his face was pale.

"Good!"

Zhao Yuan's knife worked, and he was immediately arrogant, shouted violently, closed the knife and slashed again.

Chop!

Hack again!

Chop!

Hack again!

In a violent cracking sound, the crystal wall that seemed to be substance was quickly split apart in the rapid recovery.

"Haha

Seeing that the Kuta seemed to be unable to support it, Zhao Yuan was full of spirits, Ha Lu Ha Da Lu laughed, his figure suddenly jumped up a few feet, held the black-backed long knife with both hands, and slashed down at the thick crystal wall with all his might.

"Peng!"

This time, instead of cracking, the crystal wall collapsed with a bang, and the thick crystal wall was split apart by the black-backed long knife, as if hundreds of millions of stars were scattered on the ground, and then disappeared again.

The desert returned to quiet.

However, the galloping battle spirit still burned in the night sky.

Zhao Yuan stood less than five feet in front of Kuta, with a black-backed long knife standing on the sand, his long hair flying, and he was full of pride.

"Kuta, although I stole the black-backed long knife of the black-faced god, but I am not a general under him, you and him are really incomparable!" Zhao Yuan pointed at Kuta and said with a big smile.

"You think you've defeated me?" Kuta was immediately annoyed by Zhao Yuan's naked sarcasm, and sneered.

"You and I are fighting, it is not a battle of life and death, what does it matter if you win or lose, I just tell you, I am the Great Qin Empire, the land is vast and rich, and there are many capable people, and the black-faced gods are the pillars of the empire, how can you be despised by a martial witch!"

"Could it be that our martial witches who assassinated slaves are still afraid of your Great Qin's martial artists!" Kuta's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"I'm not afraid, I need my subordinates to see the truth, and what is it to get the upper hand if I ask for the upper hand. Zhao Yuan said sarcastically.

"Okay, we'll see the real chapter today......" Kuta laughed angrily, stroking the scimitar in his hand and striding towards Zhao Yuan.

"Kuta!"

"Miss. Kuta's body shook one by one, and he froze.

"Everybody is just talking to each other, forget it. Lan Xin winked at Kuta.

"Yes, miss. Kuta walked over to the campfire and sat down, silent.

Seeing that Kuta was not fighting, Zhao Yuan also put away his long knife and strode to the campfire.

"Zhao Yuan, do you have some friendship with that black-faced god?" Lan Xin asked.

"Nope. In fact, he hated me to the core. Zhao Yuan said lightly.

"Then why do you defend him so much?" Lan Xin was a little puzzled.

"It's just a personal vendetta between me and him. ”

"Hmph, it seems that there is a racial contradiction between us!" Lan Xin snorted coldly.

"Zhao is not in the temple, he is not in his position and he is not in his government, I can't control the affairs of the country, and I can't manage it, but I, Zhao Yuan, am a seven-foot man, if the national disaster is at the head, I must be the first to take the lead!" Zhao Yuan was stunned.

......

The campfire flickered, and there was a great silence in the desert.

The big men seemed to have their own thoughts, looking at the flames in a daze, while Na Lanxin was a little restless, constantly paddling on the sand with branches, looking a little impetuous.

"Zhao Yuan, let me ask you, why can't the two countries live in peace?" Lan Xin asked.

"It's easier said than done. Zhao Yuan was stunned for a moment and said lightly.

"Answer me!" Lan Xin asked.

"There are many questions that we can't find answers, just like the grievances and grievances between the Thorn Nu Clan and the Great Qin Empire go back thousands of years, and it is by no means a matter of words to resolve these contradictions. ”

"Could it be, could it be that Da Qin and the Thorn Slave are going to fight forever?"

"Yes, in the long years, there will be some heroes who try to write history, and when one side weakens, it will cause the other side to covet it, which is an eternal truth. ”

"Do you think that now that the Thorn Slave and Daqin are fighting, who will win?"

"Da Qin!" Zhao Yuan replied without thinking.

"What are you for?" Lan Xin snorted coldly.

"The current Great Qin Empire, although it is not the most powerful time in history, but it is also politically fluent and capable of producing many people, the four great gods guard the territory, the general of Changkong guards the imperial capital, and some small countries cannot shake their foundation at all. ”

"Hmph, we also have the great Ruolin Martial Witch!" Lan Xin looked unconvinced.

Zhao Yuan didn't continue to argue, he fell into silence, he knew that there was no way to argue for a result in this matter.

The bonfire is blazing.

The desert is breathtakingly quiet.

Vaguely, Zhao Yuan found that there was a gap between him and several big men who were originally on good terms.

Of course, the most important thing is that Zhao Yuan found that after showing the intention of defending the black-faced gods, several big men showed strong hostility towards him.

Zhao Yuan just wanted to return to Blackwater City safely, and didn't want to make any trouble. As a citizen of the Great Qin Empire, Zhao Yuan's pride in his bones has been ingrained, and naturally, silence is the best choice.

Seeing that Zhao Yuan was silent, Lan Xin also lost interest in arguing, after all, who is weak and who is strong is not said in his mouth.