ah....!

A majestic figure in the Xuanyang realm was torn into pieces in the thunder formation.

"The information is wrong."

The arrogant man gave in and forcibly escaped from the land of a hundred feet. He underestimated the young master of the Zhao family. He had so many tricks! Three Xuanyang realms surrounded him and killed two of them. He couldn't defeat them three against one.

, let alone him alone.

"Where to go."

Zhao Yun stepped on the Wind God Step, and three or two of them caught up in an instant, raising their swords to strike.

He turned around like a reckless man, with no weapons in his hands, and used his true energy to condense his shield and armor. If he wanted to block it with this, he would be able to free his hands and knock over Zhao Yun with one punch.

That's what he thought.

However, he glanced at Zhao Yun one more time.

It didn't matter, Zhao Yuntian was hit by the eye illusion spell, his eyes suddenly became dull, and the piece of true energy shield that had not yet been condensed and formed also collapsed on the spot.

However, Zhao Yun's sword did not stop due to Dun Jia's collapse.

At this moment, the mangy man regained consciousness.

But it's too late.

The Zixiao Sword has arrived, covered with thunder and lightning, and is unparalleled in its dominance.

"No....."

The rude man's eyes are prominent, he is indeed a killer, and he is also a master who is afraid of death.

puff!

Accompanied by a roar, the Zixiao Sword fell in time and struck with one strike.

At this point, all three people who surrounded Zhao Yun were killed.

Rashomon should be very melancholy.

How many times has it happened? This is the first time. I have been destroyed every time.

It seems that they are either here to assassinate, or they are sent to Zhao Yun for leveling.

Boom! Bang!

On one side of the mountain forest, there were a lot of roars.

Feng Wu has descended from the sky, and two of the three killers have chased into the mountains and forests, while the other one is standing on a goshawk, hovering in the sky to prevent Feng Wu from running away.

Zhao Yun didn't stop, he took Long Yuan and went straight there.

Compared to him, Feng Wu was miserable enough.

Martial arts cultivators with the ability to sense and observe are really not good at fighting. Since the beginning of the battle, they have been suppressed and beaten. Their delicate bodies are covered with blood. They cover their jade arms with one hand and stagger away.

Fortunately, the mountains and forests were dark at night, so he was not caught for a while.

"What a junior, you can't run slowly!"

The first man in black smiled, and almost lost him several times.

"East."

"Going south again."

"The west side of the forest."

The second man in black in the air was chasing and guiding the direction.

Pointing and pointing, he said nothing.

A purple flying sword shot from nowhere, pierced his goshawk from below, fell into the void, and smashed a huge boulder into pieces.

The one who took action was Zhao Yun.

At night! Standing high is not necessarily a good thing, it is a real target.

"who?"

Amidst the debris flying, the second man in black stood up. Reflecting the moonlight, his face was ugly enough. He was flying well, but was chopped down by a sword. He was really angry.

Zheng!

What responded to him was Zhao Yun's ghostly black shadow.

He blew by like the wind.

The second man in black had a sword mark on his neck. He staggered and fell down. He refused to close his eyes. When he arrived, he didn't even see who it was. The killing sword was the sickle used by the ghost to seek his life.

, without a trace.

"The first one."

Zhao Yun said calmly and went straight to the depths of the mountain forest.

"Where are the people?"

Here, the first man in black yelled angrily and looked into the void more than once. The second man in black was missing. Why did you ask me to guide you? Where did he go?

"Chase."

Beside him, the third man in black was extremely fast and swept into the forest in the blink of an eye.

What a talent! She also has it, and has already locked in Feng Wu.

"Where are the people?"

The first man in black was still cursing.

After a long time, there was no reply, and then he raised his foot with a cold snort.

Um?

Before the soles of his feet fell, he looked back sharply, because he noticed the sound of wind behind him, and it was approaching at a very fast speed. It was too dark at night, and his eyesight was not very good. He couldn't see who it was. He only saw a black shadow coming towards him.

Come here.

Zheng!

Zhao Yun was like a startled giant, holding the purple sky in his hand, attacking from the front.

"you....."

The first man in black changed color and flew away.

Distance is not an issue.

The Zixiao in Zhao Yun's hand fell out of his hand, and he used his soul to control the sword.

What the hell, is there such an operation?

The first man in black had his pupils constricted, and his heart was pierced by a sword.

"The second one."

Zhao Yun walked by like the wind, and when he passed the man in black, he pulled out Zixiao.

Pound! Boom! Bang!

Deep in the mountains and forests, there is a lot of fighting.

It's Feng Wu and the third man in black, the battle is in full swing.

Perhaps the injury was too serious. Even if she fought alone, Feng Wu was still no match. She was defeated frequently. The blood on her body was one after another. Every scar reflected a dim light, and there was a lingering black energy, which was the intention to kill.

, is also highly toxic.

puff!

A flash of blood suddenly appeared, and Feng Wu bled again, but was driven back with a sword.

The third man in black followed him like a shadow and made a killing blow with his sword.

"Can't avoid it."

Feng Wu's face turned pale, as if she had seen the god of death waving.

At the critical moment, Zhao Yun arrived, pulled him away with one hand, and struck out with a mighty dragon palm. The third man in black was caught off guard and was shocked and staggered back.

Zheng!

This time, Zhao Yun followed him like a shadow, and his sword was extremely sharp.

"What a beautiful pair of eyes."

Zhao Yun murmured, taking advantage of the moonlight, he could see the eyes of the third person in black. Although they were cold and ruthless, they were as clear as water, and there was no trace of filth in her eyes.

[Author's digression]: ps: Happy birthday to book friend Lu Peng (Huang Quan).

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