Zhao Yuan did not escape. 【ka" text / text //

Less than fifty miles after escaping, he was intercepted by two Edgeworth-flying cultivators.

Zhao Yuan gave up escaping, no matter how fast his speed was, he couldn't be faster than the cultivator flying in the sky, it was a straight flight, and Zhao Yuan needed to follow the ups and downs of the ground, and between the two, there was no comparison at all. Besides, this prairie does not have any obstacles, and the cultivators can see it at a glance in the sky, which is completely different from the last time Zhao Yuan fled in the lush forest with the Caixia Fairy.

These two cultivators are two middle-aged people, and they can't tell the specific age, because, among the cultivators, the age of the middle-aged cultivator is the most difficult to estimate, because the vast majority of cultivators who have achieved cultivation will stay in middle age.

The two cultivators were both dressed in robes, the long swords in their hands were as white as snow, and their long beards were fluttering, looking like the bones of the fairy wind were dusted. However, it can be seen from the tyrannical and fierce eyes of the two that the two are by no means good.

"You are the cultivators of the Great Qin Empire, why do you want to help the abuse?" Zhao Yuan vaguely remembered that the two of them were sitting next to the Wind Country Master at that time, because Zhao Yuan was paying attention to the Wind Country Master and Zuo Xian King at that time, and did not pay too much attention to these two people.

The two cultivators glanced at each other, their faces were expressionless, they didn't speak, they were suspended in mid-air, and they forced towards Zhao Yuan.

In the air, murderous aura surged, and the blue mist was densely churning.

Zhao Yuan felt that the brutal murderous aura was pervasive all around him like mercury, making him feel as if he was in an ice cellar.

Intermediate cultivator!

Zhao Yuan gasped, judging from the color of the two people's aura that was slightly revealed, they had all reached the level of intermediate cultivators, and one of them had even reached the intermediate fifth order, which was the same level as that Liu Xiaotian.

Why are you so unlucky!

Zhao Yuan secretly smiled bitterly, now, he could only pray that the dragon armor would make him immortal, and that the Yi Arrow Technique would be able to shoot the two cultivators.

Zhao Yuan stood still, bending his bow and arrows.

Suddenly, the long sword in one of them shook, and a sword appeared out of thin air, and between the swallows, it was a full five zhang, and the sword actually rotated at high speed, and suddenly broke away, killing Zhao Yuan like a meat grinder.

Before the sword arrived, Zhao Yuan felt that he was locked by a strong aura, and his body seemed to be trapped in a viscous quagmire, and the bow and arrow in his hand had not yet been shot, and had turned into thousands of debris dancing wildly in the air, like insects in the sky.

The bows and arrows in Zhao Yuan's Sumeru Ring were all ordinary products used by ordinary soldiers, and they couldn't withstand the overwhelming sword qi of the cultivators. In fact, if Zhao Yuan used the technique of Yi Arrow to sneak attack, there was still some hope, but unfortunately, he was now facing head-on on the vast grassland, and his every move was under the eyes of the enemy.

"Kill!"

At this time, Zhao Yuan had been forced to a dead end, and there was no way to retreat, so he had to fight against the water. Zhao Yuan let out a loud shout, summoned the black-backed long knife in the Sumeru Ring, and slashed towards the extremely fierce sword.

Disheveled!

With an earth-shattering bang, the fierce sword was slashed by the black-backed long knife, and it immediately fell apart, like a shattered crystal.

"Huh!"

The cultivator couldn't help but be stunned, glanced at the other cultivator, and then nodded, as if discussing a quick solution.

Sure enough, another cultivator urged the aura, and the long sword in his hand held up thousands of sword rays, and the piercing murderous aura invaded every pore of Zhao Yuan.

At the same time, another cultivator also rushed the long sword, and a larger sword light spun at high speed in the air, making a whistling sound, like a ghost crying wolf, among them, mixed with countless dots of flames, the momentum was rushing.

Zhao Yuan only had to be beaten now, because, the two cultivators were in the sky, and he had no way to attack at all, and his so-called battle was actually defense.

The two clusters of swords rolled bigger and bigger in the air, from a few zhang square circle at the beginning, to dozens of zhang in a blink of an eye, as if two huge snowballs were rolling towards Zhao Yuan.

There is still no way to avoid it.

Zhao Yuan held the black-backed long knife with both hands, the "Dragon Armor Curse" had been pushed to the extreme, and the whole body was actually wrapped in a layer of golden mang, the dazzling golden mangs were like a thick layer of golden cuticle, giving people a sense of heaviness that could not be shaken. ！

......

Zhao Yuan fell into the sword, and slashed with the black-backed long knife in a frenzy, he didn't know how many knives he had chopped, he could only make a mechanical chopping action, he knew very well that as long as he kept defending, he would be able to avoid being twisted into meat by the sword......

......

Disheveled!

There was an earth-shattering sound of landslides and cracks, under the wild slashing of hundreds of knives, the two huge swords were actually split into intangibles by Zhao Yuan, and they were originally on the grassland covered with swords, and the tranquility was restored, but above the grassland, there were churning mud and grass clippings everywhere, as if they had been trampled by thousands of troops and horses, which showed how fierce the battle was just now.

The two cultivators looked at Zhao Yuan with a look of surprise, they didn't expect that Zhao Yuan would be able to withstand the attack of the two, to know that with the combined force of the two, even the high-level cultivators would not dare to take it lightly, and Zhao Yuan only suffered some flesh wounds, which was far from the result they imagined.

According to the thoughts of the two, under this blow, Zhao Yuan would be dismembered into countless pieces even if he did not turn into pulp.

Now, Zhao Yuan is still standing alive in front of them, and his fighting spirit is raging.

At this time, Zhao Yuan was covered in blood.

Zhao Yuan's black-backed long knife couldn't resist the thousands of sword rays, and on his body, countless heart-palpitating wounds were left, some of which had already seen Bai Sensen's bones, which were extremely terrifying.

The two pieces of dragon armor still couldn't resist the attack of the cultivator, and the only thing that was gratifying was that the dragon armor was able to protect his heart, so that the fierce sword light could not invade his body.

Zhao Yuan's body was in scorching pain, as if he was being wrapped in lava and scorched, and his eyes were glowing with blood-red fierce light.

The realm of "war".

Zhao Yuan had already become murderous, but unfortunately, even if it was the highest level of "battle", he could not defeat two middle-level cultivators, after all, this was not a sneak attack, this was a frontal battle.

The dragon armor has not yet been refined, although the damage has been mitigated, but it cannot fully provide protection, according to this situation, Zhao Yuan has only one way to die in battle.

Only after ambushing and killing a few cultivators in the Black Forest, Zhao Yuan had an almost blind confidence in himself, and he even thought that cultivators were nothing more than that, and today, Zhao Yuan really realized the power of cultivators.

"Come on, let you see how powerful Young Master Ben is!"

Zhao Yuan suddenly ripped off the bloody clothes on his body, stroked the long knife in his hand, his long hair was raised in the wind, his fighting spirit was monstrous, and he looked up to the sky and smiled.

"Hmph. A cultivator was enraged by Zhao Yuan's arrogant appearance, snorted coldly, the long sword in his hand shook, and actually conjured up a hurricane-like whirlpool-like sword, and in the sword, it seemed to be wrapped in countless powerful souls.

"Slow!"

Just as Zhao Yuan was about to fight to the death, another cultivator suddenly shouted, and the cultivator who was about to attack stopped.

"Your name is Zhao Yuan?" the cultivator asked.

"If you don't change your name, you won't change your surname, Zhao Yuan is me!" Zhao Yuan held the long knife horizontally and said loudly.

"Zhao Yuan from Blackwater City?" the cultivator asked again, he seemed to want to confirm something.

"Exactly!"

"The black-backed long knife in your hand, but the blade of the black-faced god?" the cultivator continued.

"Exactly!" Zhao Yuan was already struggling on the verge of death at this time, naturally fearless and frank.

"Why did you come to assassinate King Zuo Xian?" the cultivator asked with a frown.

"I was originally a reservist, working in the kitchen, and I was temporarily arranged, but on the way, I learned that Lu Dao was here to assassinate King Zuoxian, and it was already difficult to ride a tiger. Zhao Yuan's heart moved, and he put down the long knife in his hand, and he felt a glimmer of life.

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