Compared to speed, Zhao Yun has the ability to travel shadows and increase the mental power of all beings; in terms of cultivation, Zhao Yun's realm of dual cultivation of soul qi has surpassed the late stage of the Golden Bone. How could Tang Aotian compare to him? The first time he missed, he thought that the palm technique was going to collide with him, but he didn't expect that only one palm print was left, and Tang Aotian got out, and this time he naturally wouldn't attack those palm prints again.

Since he couldn't dodge, Tang Aotian could only push the Qingshuang palm to the extreme and intersect with Zhao Yun's fist, and in the night, a glowing fist slammed together with a palm covered with thick frost.

I only heard a loud bang, the ice shattered, turned into ice flowers scattered in the sky, and a majestic energy burst from the place where the two of them struck, sweeping in all directions, like a cold wind raging, flowers and trees were broken, and the grass and stones were frosted;

The moment the fists and palms intersected, the advantages and disadvantages had been distinguished, Zhao Yun was still floating in the air, while Tang Aotian flew back more than a dozen steps against the wind before he stabilized his body, a square face was blue and red, I don't know if he was injured, but his internal breath had been disrupted.

Tang Aotian's heart was full of shock, doubt, and disbelief, even if this young man was powerful, but wasn't he a disciple of Lihuo? Why was the power of his fists and feet so strong? Could it be that he was a soul and body dual cultivator!

If that's the case, he has to befriend him, he doesn't have the idea of killing geniuses, and he doesn't have the idea of cutting grass and roots, because he is not Tang Tribulation, and he thinks that the fall of the Fire Sect has little to do with him.

At the same time, in the cubicles and in the darkness, countless pairs of eyes that were watching this battle all showed a look of shock at the same time, which was unimaginable in their minds.

For a long time, the Tang Sect has been one of the top sects in Zheng Guo, since the collapse of the Lihuo Sect, the Tang Sect has sat on the first position in Zheng Guo's cultivation world, and as their master, Tang Aotian rarely makes a move, and he has never been rumored, and he is a great person with general faith.

Unexpectedly, in just a few breaths, their great sect master was defeated by an unknown person, and his faith collapsed in an instant, making it difficult for the disciples of the Tang Sect to accept, only by killing this person could he comfort his wounded heart.

"Whew~Whew!"

In the dim place, dense arrows overshadowed the lights of the mountains, and attacked Zhao Yun again, the arrows were still the same arrows, but each arrow contained extreme anger, anger infusion, not to be underestimated.

With a wave of his palm, Zhao Yun directly turned into a crystal red flame like a dense mist, seeing that these attacking arrows were all shrouded, with a little blessing of mental power, these arrows had dissolved into powder in an instant, and the powder poured down, as if mocking the inadequacy of these disciples.

A gust of wind blew, and these powders fluttered violently, and suddenly condensed into arrows, which condensed into a large ball, rolled in the wind, and then turned into a black dragon and flew into Zhao Yun in the air.

The head of the black dragon is a huge arrow that glows with a cold light, and its whole body is also covered with spikes made of sharp arrows, and these arrows have light blue streamers flashing on them, which should be fed with poison.

Staring at the strange arrow black dragon, Zhao Yun's eyes flashed with some disgust, and then a huge fireball came out of his hand, hitting the dragon's head, and the huge arrow had collapsed in the scorching flames in an instant.

But the next moment, the flames dissipated, and the black dragon still had a huge arrow dragon head that struck again, Zhao Yun dodged in an instant, and a soft qi was shot out in his hand, instantly trapping the entire black dragon in the air cover.

The black dragon was like a trapped beast in the air cover, churning again and again, letting out bursts of roars, and sharp arrows kept piercing the wall of the cover.

The recovery ability of these arrows is very strange, even the flames attached to Nanming Lihuo can only burn them to powder, but then they will be restored, and the best way is to trap them.

As soon as the black dragon was trapped, Zhao Yun noticed Tang Aotian's strange appearance in the distance, only to see a glimmer of light shining out of his wide robe sleeves, and he knew at a glance that the restoration and change of the arrow must be controlled by him.

Okay, then I'll get rid of you first.

Zhao Yun's eyes revealed a cold gaze, and a spear overflowing with light appeared in his hand, and the killing intent exploded to the extreme at this moment, teleporting to Tang Aotian in one step, flying up, and stabbing the spear in his hand into the opponent's chest.

"Red Rain Marksmanship!"

The tip of the spear was lit out more than 20 times in an instant, and each blow was weighty, which was enough to urge the peak to break the ravine, which was the effect that could only be achieved by blessing the telekinesis.

For a moment, Tang Aotian seemed to feel that this was the closest thing he had ever come to death in his life, and one foot had stepped into the netherworld abyss.

If it weren't for the stubborn resistance of the other foot to the temptation of death and the struggle to step to the other side, I am afraid that I would have already become the ghost of the shining but terrifying spear of Sensen.

The sharp pain in his chest caused the green tendons on Tang Aotian's forehead to rise, and at the moment when he flew to dodge, two points of light shot out from his hand and hit Zhao Yun.

At the critical moment, he used two defenses in a row, one was the soul body qi condensed with the power of the blood spirit, but Zhao Yun's marksmanship was too sharp, and in less than ten shots, the gang qi was dispersed;

At this time, Tang Aotian was wearing a set of domineering and powerful armor, and there was a mighty lion head on his chest, but at this moment, the lion's head had sunk down, and his chest was full of cracks, and blood was oozing out of the cracks.

Tang Aotian frowned slightly, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, it was nothing to be injured, this set of armor was really a pity.

The two points of light that flew in, Zhao Yun couldn't see what they were, but he could feel the dangerous aura contained in them, it shouldn't be Fang Cai's melon seeds.

Moreover, Zhao Yun, who has always had the upper hand, actually suffered a loss because of these two points of light, not only was his clothes scratched a few times, but also two bloody wounds appeared on his face.

The speed of these two points of light is too fast, if Zhao Yun's speed is thunder and lightning, then their speed is twice as fast as thunder and lightning.

Zhao Yun originally wanted to attach the power of his soul qi to the telekinesis and lock them down, but he couldn't succeed after several attempts, if it weren't for his speed being fast enough, I am afraid that it would not be as simple as leaving a few small wounds.

Tang Sect's secret weapon Zhao Yun had already understood, but it was the first time he had seen someone who could control the secret weapon to this extent, and it was not at all the same realm as Tang Zheng, who only relied on the power of the crossbow weapon itself, as if anything could become a hidden weapon in Tang Aotian's hands, and the power of the hidden weapon would become even more powerful because of his control.

Zhao Yun continued to teleport and attack Tang Aotian, he didn't die, these hidden weapons seemed to be endless, but the speed of the hidden weapons was faster, and before he could get closer, they attacked left and right.

Turning the spear in his hand away, Zhao Yun held his breath and concentrated, flashing in the air again and again, leaving several afterimages, and finally separated the two hidden weapons, and only one hidden weapon he had a way to deal with.

The hidden weapon passed through his shoulder, bringing out a puddle of blood, and Zhao Yun carried the damage of this blow directly to Tang Aotian.

"Come on!"

With infinite killing intent and anger, Zhao Yun turned his fist into a palm, and the streamer on his palm shone brightly, and he slammed into Tang Aotian.

At that moment, exclamations abounded, and at that moment, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Tang Aotian's mouth, as if to say, little brother, you are still too tender, but there was no ridicule in your eyes.

"Hum~"

When Zhao Yun realized that something was wrong, it was already a little late, Tang Aotian suddenly disappeared in front of him, surrounded by shadowy mountain pavilions, and the lights as faint as stars suddenly changed, and the endless darkness swallowed him.

A light floated silently from the darkness, followed by a second, a third...... Endless lights came from all directions, and the lights showed the true face of these lights, which turned out to be a large green watermelon, and a short stem on the head of the watermelon was shining like a candle.

I thought that these watermelons might be hidden weapons and would attack him, but except for a burst of smoke with a strange fragrance, Zhao Yun didn't find anything unfavorable to him.

Could this be a formation?

The surrounding scenery suddenly disappeared, and it became such a strange environment again, which can only be explained by the formation. It's just that he didn't expect that Tang Aotian would secretly lay out a formation when he was dealing with the hidden weapon.

Zhao Yun had suffered the loss of the formation, but they were all formations with extremely murderous intent, and the formation in front of him did not have the slightest murderous aura, and he didn't know what power it had.

Zhao Yun kept flying forward, hoping to find an enchantment to fight the formation, or lead to a fierce offensive of the formation, because facing such a large group of flying watermelons was too heart-wrenching.

But after flying for a long time, I can only see a big watermelon that can fly, and the darkness seems to have no bounds, which is one of the offensive of the formation, after all, trapping people is also a means of attack.

Suddenly, Zhao Yun looked down, and huge stones suddenly appeared in the endless darkness, and these stones were connected in an instant, covering the void and turning it into a flat ground.

Zhao Yun stepped on the stones as if he were stepping on the ground, these stones turned out to be real, and if he looked closely, these stones were engraved with small words, as if they were carved with internal force.

After reading a few lines casually, Zhao Yun couldn't help but shake his head, it turned out to be about how to eat various foods, and then walked forward and looked, Zhao Yun couldn't help but drop his jaw in shock, among them, there are more than a hundred ways to eat pig's tail!

This...... This can't all be written by Tang Aotian, is it? Could it be that the master of the Tang Sect is actually a foodie?!

But what does that mean, thinking that by trapping me in here, you're going to turn me into a foodie?

Tang Aotian's child's play made Zhao Yun even more angry, not to mention that he was here to take revenge, even if it was a fight, it was too child's play, which made him feel that his revengeful heart had been greatly insulted!

With a cold snort, Zhao Yun waved his hand and shot out a huge fireball, hitting the watermelon flying in the air, the fire was raging, the juice splashed like rain, and the bright red flesh was scattered all over the ground like fresh blood clots.

An extremely tempting fruity aroma emanated from the flesh, Zhao Yun stared angrily at the new melon that was filled in the air, and the anger in his heart was even stronger, so much so that he didn't realize that when those fruity aromas entered his nostrils, his throat swallowed unconsciously.