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Chapter 172: I'm Going Up First(1/2)

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

Zhao Yun sneaked out of the city from the east of the city and escaped to the ground.

When he reached the forest outside the city, he escaped and stood on a hilltop to look out. He saw many flying mounts circling in the air. There were figures standing on the backs of each mount, all of them were in disguise, and they were all covered in black to hide their opportunities.

robe.

He saw people from the wealthy clan, whom he had met in Wangu City.

Although the others are familiar to each other, their purpose should be the same: to kill him quickly, how can I put it! If they don’t hear the news of his death, they will not be able to sleep peacefully. However, Canglang sealed the city, and they could only stay outside the city.

Just for wandering.

"Thousands of miles away, such a huge battle."

Zhao Yun couldn't help but sigh. He was really dedicated to killing him.

Some people wanted him to die, and some wanted him to live, but he didn't see Lao Xuandao and the others. Maybe they hadn't come, or they were in the west direction of Canglang City.

His guess was correct, it was indeed in the west direction of the city.

It is also a hilltop. Lao Xuandao, Lao Xuankong, the fat old man and Yang Xiong were all there. Knowing that Zhao Yun was in Canglang City, they rushed over in a hurry.

The city is closed.

No one else can get in, and neither can they.

"They are all city lords. Your face doesn't seem to be worth much."

The fat old man curled his lips and said to Yang Xiong.

Yang Xiong had a dry cough.

Indeed, his face is not very valuable. Since he came here, he has summoned Han Yan more than once and wants to go to the city to have a chat. In fact, he wants to get Zhao Yun out.

What's embarrassing is that Han Yan doesn't show any respect and is not allowed to enter the city gate.

He had already expected this, because his relationship with Han Yan was not very good. If it was Yan Tianfeng, it would be easy to say, but Zhao Yun entered Canglang City, and Han Yan was the one who must take revenge.

He has a strange face.

"Changes will happen later, don't hide it."

Lao Xuankong said leisurely, there was so much meaning in his words.

Yang Xiong understood, and another spiritual talisman flew out of his hand and floated into Canglang City. There was only one sentence on it: Zhao Yun is Daxia Hongyuan's disciple.

I didn't want to hug him out.

In this current situation, it would be better to say it earlier, saving lives is the most important thing.

"Hong Yuan should be aware of such a big movement." Zhuge Xuandao muttered, "I haven't seen him show up so far. Are you not afraid that your disciple will be destroyed?"

"Eighty percent are in seclusion."

The fat old man smoothed his beard and looked serious.

If you explain it this way, it makes sense.

In the city, Han Yan has received the talisman passed down by Yang Xiong.

After seeing it, he showed no expression and casually handed the talisman to the city manager.

"Zhao Yun is Hong Yuan's disciple?"

The demeanor of the city manager is not very normal either.

"What a good Yang Xiong. To save Zhao Yun, Hong Yuan even pulled him out."

Han Yan sneered and put his hands back slightly.

"Maybe it's true."

The steward of the city gate lit up the talisman.

"If he were a disciple of Hongyuan, why would he be in such a mess?"

Han Yan sneered again, Xiaoxiao Zhenling, could he be a disciple of Hongyuan? A liar?

"Well, there's nothing wrong with it."

"Search, keep searching."

Han Yan shouted loudly and said he would not stop until Zhao Yun was captured...

"Those people outside the city..."

"No one can enter or leave without my order."

Han Yan's words are quite majestic as a city lord, but he is holding fire in his heart? If he really wants to be tough, he doesn't mind killing people. This is Canglang City, and it is his territory.

"Zhao Yun, what a shy turtle?"

Han Yan was furious, and Han Ming was restless. He stuck himself on the back of the blood eagle again, and flew back and forth over Canglang City. He stopped scolding the soldiers and guards and scolded Zhao Yun.

Although the method of stimulating generals is clumsy, what if it works?

Mainly because I feel unhappy and use this to vent my anger.

Ah sneeze!

On the hilltop outside the city, Zhao Yun sneezed again.

From God's perspective, this whole thing is a mistake. What Yang Xiong knew, Han Yan didn't know; what Han Yan knew, Yang Xiong didn't know. It was Zhao Yun who knew everything.

The secret that was not revealed was revealed by Yang Xiong. The funny thing is that Han Yan still didn’t believe it.

It's also his fault. If he had made it clear earlier, there wouldn't be such trouble.

At this moment, the situation is even more comical. Han Yan is looking for Zhao Yun all over the city, and Yang Xiong is eagerly waiting for his release. Little does he know that Zhao Yun is admiring the moonlight outside the city?

Gua! Gua!

Suddenly two eagle calls resounded through the sky, and two more big birds came across the sky, two goshawks, very fast. When Zhao Yun looked, the goshawks had already passed over the hilltop, one on the left and one on the right.

There is a young man and an old man.

"You and I are really destined to be together!"

Zhao Yun's eyes flashed and he stared at the young man.

It's an acquaintance: Huayang.

That guy was the one who used poisonous needles to plot against him in the city lord's mansion that day.

Unexpectedly, I came here to join in the fun.

Perhaps he sensed someone peeping, Hua Yang looked down sideways.

Up and down, the two looked at each other.

"Can't do it."

In just a moment, Zhao Yun turned around and fled.

It's not that he can't defeat Hua Yang, but that he can't defeat the old man who is with Hua Yang. He is a real Ksitigarbha realm. If he is caught, he won't have to leave.

"What a familiar figure."

Huayang murmured, his eyes almost narrowed into lines.

Until Zhao Yun disappeared into the darkness, he didn't remember who it was.

"Look for it slowly, I'll be there first."

Zhao Yun used two speed talismans and headed straight for Forgotten City.

But he didn't dare to borrow the Dapeng to fly into the sky again. His psychic beast looked so outstanding that it was easily recognized. There are bloody examples of this.

As for Zhuge Xuandao and the others, he is not sure whether they are here or not, and he does not know where they are. It is really difficult to find them. Therefore, the right way is to return to the ancient city first.

Then, if you let the news go out, you will all run away and go home.

The protagonist is gone, but the drama is still going on. More people are coming here, from the wealthy families, the hostile forces of the Zhao family, the Rashomon, the Bloody Clothes Sect... it can be said that it is a mixed bag. As Zhao Yun said, if he does not die, these people will all sleep.

Unreachable.

"A true spiritual realm has provoked so many people."

Lao Xuandao looked around. The lineup on the surface was huge enough. But there must be a lot hidden secretly. Even his Ksitigarbha realm was a little timid. At this moment, Han Yanruo released Zhao Yun.

, they can't protect it unless Hongyuan's name is brought out again.

"Low cultivation level, scary potential."

Lao Xuankong stroked his beard and hit the nail on the head.

Zhao Yun is not a threat at the moment. If he is given another ten to twenty years, few people will be able to suppress him and kill genius in the cradle. This has been the case since ancient times.

"As people get older, they lose face."

The fat old man sighed.

After all, he is a member of Tianzong, why doesn't Han Yan give him face?
To be continued...
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