Zhao Yun didn't look back, the silver dragon spear in his hand poked back, and the sharp tail of the spear pierced through the last figure, and immediately scattered into ashes.

He put away his gun and stood tall, reminiscing about the gains and losses of the first few hits in his heart, and at the same time feeling it carefully, to see if there would be any buffs that would be strengthened or weakened as in the game.

... Sure enough, no, it seems to be a simple flat push.

After waiting for a while, Zhao Yun came to a conclusion, then shook his head, sorted out the coat that was slightly messy because of the battle, and kept this precious Yinglan suit in the most comfortable position, paused for a moment, trimmed it slightly, and continued to walk forward.

Walking a short and half distance vigilantly, he never encountered the enemy again, Zhao Yun's steps became slower and slower, and the hand holding the gun was half loose and half tight, and he was even more vigilant against a possible sneak attack.

Suddenly, a breeze swirled not far in front of him, and then a puff of white smoke erupted, Zhao Yun's eyes froze and he stood still, and the silver dragon spear immediately assumed the posture of coiling dragon marksmanship.

... This appearance has a very visual feel of a classical computer game.

After thinking about it, three figures suddenly appeared on the bridge one in front of the other and two behind, surrounding Zhao Yun in the middle, the one in front was still holding a knife, and the one in the back was still carrying a stick.

... Smoke is puffed in front, people come from behind... And the weapons are the same, does the designer of this level have any grudges against knives and sticks...

Zhao Yun complained in his heart, but his expression became more and more serious, and the figure in front of him, outside the blurred outline, was stirring up an energy luster a few feet away.

... These people are far more powerful than just now, at least they are new to the heaven level.

Although separated by one rank, Zhao Yun was not afraid, after all, he had many adventures along the way, and it could be said that he was a saint-level wearing an earth-level skin.

And since the beginning of the school year to win against Ares, the mood has made a breakthrough, and slowly produced a kind of self-confidence of a strong man.

After walking through the three sections of the Dragon Bridge, he didn't know how strong it was now, but he felt that the three heavenly levels were not a problem.

... But when I think that I am a saint-level with a cloth of earth, and it is so hard to win a true earth-level, I don't seem to be proud...

To laugh at himself, Zhao Yun looked around at the three opponents with blazing eyes, these heaven-level figures seemed to be very suitable enemies, surpassing their own territory without threatening their true saint-level self.

... Wrong... The level of the enemy is determined according to my level, so if I really use the full Saint-level strength, then it is likely that I will have to face the real Saint-level... Be careful, well, with small round balls...

Feeling that he had thought it through, Zhao Yun turned his hand and took out the small round ball, buttoned it on his trousers, and then swung the silver dragon spear, and took the initiative to rush towards the figure in front, the silver and white light of the spear flashed, the dragon chanted faintly in the air, and the phantom of the white dragon appeared, and the teeth and claws were violent.

As soon as Zhao Yun stepped together, the big knife in the hand of the figure opposite immediately slashed in the air, and the red flame knife broke out, and the latter slashed at the top of the white dragon's head, and the arrogant white dragon suddenly melted like ice and snow, only blocking the knife for a moment.

Feeling the power and heat of the opponent's sword, Zhao Yun's heart was racing, and he immediately took advantage of the moment when the white dragon phantom was exchanged, twisting his waist and sliding steps, the navy blue Yinglan suit rubbed the red sword mang, and the silver dragon spear was wrapped in the white mang, and it was once again attracted like a magnet.

He didn't stop, his body spun again, and the straight blade that was caught by the silver dragon spear made a strange turn and hit the long stick that came from behind.

The energy knife and the physical long stick were handed over, and a circle of energy waves suddenly exploded, and in the strong backlash, Zhao Yun took advantage of the situation to rush forward, and was about to close the distance to attack and kill the figure with the knife, when a red light suddenly burst in front of him.

It was dozens of red swords, surging all over the world.

This is not all, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a yellow-brown light and shadow coming from the left side, and as soon as the alertness in his heart rose, he felt his body sink, and the strong pressure made his body almost stagnate.

... Tawny, earthy, gravitational or gravitational... The intensity is not large, far worse than on the Chaoshen Path, but it still has a huge impact on me.

With a concentrating effect, Zhao Yun slowed down the opponent's attack in his line of sight while analyzing and thinking about countermeasures in his mind.

In less than half a second, he had a countermeasure, first a thin layer of clouds appeared on his body, this cloud was transformed by a small round ball, white with blue, and there was an inexplicable will, just right to lift the weight up a little, Zhao Yun's body immediately accelerated, and it came out like a golden cicada shedding its shell, leaving a piece of cloud skin that was flattened.

Flashing out of the heavy pressure, the crimson knife was already in front of him, Zhao Yun's body rotated faster, and the white light on the spear condensed like substance, picking, stabbing, wiping, and brushing, and in between, the dozen or so knives were bounced away one by one with skillful skills in a variety of ways, resolving the crisis in front of him, and also using these flying knives to block the pursuit of the stickmen behind.

... Well, and a knife!

After the dozen or so blades, the figure had already arrived in person, and it raised its knife with both hands and slashed down, and the orange-red flames rose from the knife to the phantom of an orange skull.

The power of this knife is so great, Zhao Yun analyzed at a glance that he decided that he could not use dexterity to unload the force, this was a real miracle of the knife.

... The power is great, the wind pressure is also great, and I don't know why this knife didn't control the energy in a more ingenious way...

The thought flashed through his mind, and his body suddenly lightened, and in the wall of qi caused by the powerful sword, it was like a gravityless cloud, which was blown away by the wind.

Although Zhao Yun had already swung away, the figure knife momentum remained unchanged, and it still slashed fiercely on the ground, and the seemingly extremely powerful knife did no harm to the ground of the Dragon Bridge, and the flame skull suddenly turned into a huge circular sea of fire after hitting the ground.

Zhao Yun's eyelids jumped wildly in mid-air, and the sea of fire instantly spread to his feet, and there was no doubt that the next moment would be a pillar of flame.

... If you drift away by relying on your body again, you will leave too far and deduct points, and the distance of 100 meters is really not long in a battle at this level.

Zhao Yun waved his gun and arranged a cloud baffle in front of him, and the blue-white clouds exuded an inexplicable aura.

However, the pillar of fire did not appear, and the sea of fire suddenly and vividly distorted, outlining a simple smile, just like the smile that rejects people thousands of miles away in the earth's WeChat emoji pack.

... What the heck...... Not good!

Zhao Yun was puzzled at first, but suddenly a huge force was pressed down in the air, and he hurriedly turned around, and a yellow-brown long stick became bigger and bigger in his eyes.

There was no time to return the gun, he retracted vigorously with both hands, and relied on the accurate calculation under the concentration, which was worthy of using the silver dragon gun to grab the tail and catch the opponent's accumulating stick.

There was a piercing sound of gold and iron, mixed with the screams of some kind of small animal being stepped on by its tail, and Zhao Yun fell like a meteorite, smashing his smile face towards the ground with blood in his mouth.

The smiling face instantly changed from a smile to a big laugh, from a flat surface to a three-dimensional, and the laughing mouth swallowed Zhao Yun into it.

... Oops, the clothes sent by Yanping!

In such a predicament, Zhao Yun still had the heart to take care of his clothes, but in an instant, the black shadow on the second section of the dragon bridge suddenly flowed in front of his eyes, and a certain move that he had used.

Surrounded by flames, a blue-white light suddenly bloomed, and a dragon roar was deafeningly heard, and the closed flames seemed to be instantly filled by some kind of Dongsi, and then they were stretched open and cracked, and the blue and white light swirled and spread out, sweeping away the three figures at the same time, clearing a clearing.

In the clearing, Zhao Yun stood in a lunge, holding the silver dragon spear in his right hand and stretching it out, his eyes were confused, and bursts of black gas from scorched objects rose up and down his body.

... The clothes given by the daughter-in-law seem to be going to break...

Silent for a while, Zhao Yun put away his gun and stood up straight, and suddenly the alarm bell sounded in his heart, and an almost imperceptible dark sword light had reached his waist, but the spontaneous body protection energy layer unique to earth-level powerhouses on his body actually did not react.

hurriedly twisted his waist to dodge, but he was still a step too late, and his waist was slashed by a knife.

Zhao Yun's eyes turned, and in a hurry, he caught a glimpse of an almost transparent figure, the dagger in his hand was dim, only red at the moment of bloodstaining, and then returned to its original state.

... Ma Dan, there are still four people in this round, and one of them is still an assassin.

Casually took out a piece of wound medicine and wiped the wound on his waist, Zhao Yun stared fiercely at the figure that appeared not far away, the assassin had already stood beside the figure with a knife, and his face, which had no facial features, seemed to bulge with obvious apple muscles.

Zhao Yun was startled by this weird faceless smile, and unconsciously reached out to touch the wound again, and suddenly, he was stunned.

The palm of his hand, through the coat and shirt of Yinglan, felt the wound that had healed, and the friction of the palm through the clothes was unusually clear.