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Seven hundred and thirtieth chapters sea hunting(1/2)

kill!

In the dark southern region, the shouts of killing shook the sky.

The powerful men of the four major forces were so angry that they went crazy and pursued him closely.

Big scene.

Still a big scene.

The rough seas are full of turmoil.

There were too many people coming and the momentum was so strong that they became one without realizing it.

Wherever the figure passed, the sky was crushed with a roar.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun Dun walked in front, like a golden light streaking across the sky.

In the sea of ​​pills, the little unicorn screamed, wanting to help Zhao Yun in the battle.

However, it is very weak and cannot be transformed into Qilin.

In fact, in the current situation, even if the Qilin transformation is activated, it cannot be defeated by all parties.

Not to mention anything else, the Gongsun family's method of borrowing from their ancestors gave Zhao Yun a headache.

Not to mention, there are strong men from other forces.

These are all on the surface, who knows how many strong people are hidden in the secret.

He didn't need to ask, he knew that killers and strong men from all over the world were also lurking in the crowd, always ready to give him a blow.

The commotion was too great, and no one could calm down the situation until they left the Tianwu realm.

The enemy is strong and we are weak, so it is better to be cowardly.

Buzz!

As he was escaping, he suddenly saw rough waves in the sea ahead.

Then, one after another saw sarcophagi rising out of the sea.

Obviously, it was a coffin-sinking technique, and he must be a strong person from the corpse clan. He summoned the corpse puppet from a long distance away. There was no need to kill him, just block him. When a large number of people came to kill him, it would be a dead end.

But the corpse clansmen underestimated Zhao Yun's speed. Before the coffin lid fell, Zhao Yun passed by. Afterwards, there was a piece of explosive talisman left behind, exploding the sarcophagi and causing them to stagger.

Destroy!

The old woman in blood-robed snorted coldly and cast a terrifying secret technique.

The sky trembled, and a blood-colored moon evolved. There was a bloody moonlight shining all over the place. The moonlight was extremely strange, like sword lights, and it was extremely powerful, slashing across the sky.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun suddenly turned around. The last moment he was flying upright, but this second he was flying backwards, still as fast as a startling light. He bent his bow and arrow, aimed at the bloody moon, and shot it with one arrow, destroying it.

"ban."

The ancestor of the Ge family shouted violently, and a black light appeared from the center of his eyebrows.

This black light has little power, but it has a very strong sealing power.

Zhao Yun didn't even look at it, he opened the body-protecting Tiangang forcefully, and destroyed it with one blow.

At the same moment, another storm surged in the sea ahead, and a wall of water rose up, and then ice formed inch by inch. It must be Gongsun Han's secret method, which is water escape, and it is also a formation method. Previously, Zhao Yun had seen

It's extremely hard, and even a sword might not break it open.

"You suffered a loss once and were fooled twice?"

Zhao Yun sneered and picked up the soul-beating whip.

Before he reached the ice wall, he swung the soul-beating whip, and the whip made a pounding sound.

Uh...!

Gongsun Han groaned, his head buzzing.

That's right, that water escape type formation is connected to his spirit.

And Zhao Yun's Soul Beating Whip is specifically for invigorating the spirit.

He has already understood the method of cracking it.

Because Gongsun Han was mentally traumatized, the secret patterns on the ice wall became chaotic.

Then, the entire ice wall exploded into pieces.

Zhao Yun flew by in an instant.

I saw a dozen flying knives shot out of his magic ring, each with three or five explosive talismans hanging on it. He used his soul to control the sword, and he did not forget to attack when he escaped.

The fastest guy like Mai Lao Dao was hit hard and was blown up from east to west, north and south. Not only was he very painful, but he was also very depressed. He had an anti-explosion charm on his body, so why did it explode?

Gongsun Hanmen was clear about this, but he did not inform Lao Dao Mai.

I'll let you divide the loot again, and I'll blow you up to death.

Zheng....!

Ahead, a piano sound suddenly sounded.

Zhao Yun still flew backwards, put away the Long Yuan Sword, took out the stone harp, and quickly plucked the strings, playing the song Wushuang, a sad and departing harp sound, with an unparalleled meaning.

puff!

The ancestor of the Ge family took a hit and kept groaning.

The sound of the piano is not terrible, what is terrible is the meaning of the piano.

It was hard for him to imagine that a person in the Ksitigarbha realm could be so amazing, and that he could have such high attainments in the field of Qin.

break!

The old woman in blood-robed scolded, turned her hand and took out a black bell. At first glance, it looked a bit like a soul-stirring bell. Holding it in her hand, she shook it violently. The sound of the bell was clear and crisp, hiding a kind of magical power that confuses people.

It actually broke the sound of Wushuang's piano, and even the meaning of the piano lost some of its power.

Zhao Yun groaned and was disturbed.

However, his mind was firm, and he regained his clarity in just a moment. He was a little wary of the old woman from the Blood Clothes Sect. The handsome woman was not weak in combat, and there were many strange objects like this!

He took away Shi Qin and turned around.

However, just as he turned around, he saw a black sword slashing out from the side.

His eyes sharpened, and his expression changed drastically. There was a person hiding not far away, but he didn't realize it at all. There was also this sword, which was unparalleled in power and a perfect killing sword.

!

In the midst of lightning and flint, he opened Tiangang again.

Tiangang, who was absolutely defensive, was actually weak under this sword. It was broken by the blow, and a sword light struck him. With the strength of his body, he was almost chopped alive.

There was also the opponent's sword intent, which was so powerful that it invaded the body and caused wanton chaos. Unknown, countless muscles and bones were cut off, with sword marks and ghostly light lingering on them. It completely destroyed his essence, making the wounds difficult to deal with.

recovery.

Zheng!

Before he could take a breath, the opponent's second sword came again.

He sacrificed to Long Yuan with his sword in front of him.

pound!

The opponent's sword struck Long Yuan impartially.

The impact was crisp and clear, and a flash of fire was emitted.

Long Yuan was brave enough and did not break up.

Zhao Yun, on the other hand, felt his arm bones crackle after being shocked, and his whole body was like a sandbag, falling all the way over.

The moment he flew upside down, he saw clearly who it was. It was a man in black, wearing a leopard-headed mask. His dignity could not be seen clearly, only a pair of quiet eyes, dead and gloomy.

"Rashomon Killer."

Zhao Yun murmured that he was sure he had guessed correctly. He had been assassinated by Rashomon many times. He was particularly sensitive to Rashomon's assassins. They were so elusive and unpredictable that he almost killed him.

Even so, he wasn't much better.

The terrifying sword intent was causing chaos in his body.

Unspeakable suffering.

He staggered a little while escaping, and blood kept pouring from his mouth.

"Tianzong Ji Hen is truly worthy of his reputation."

Seeing Zhao Yun walking away, the Rashomon killer murmured and slowly disappeared into the darkness.

The two swords failed to kill Ji Hen, and he seemed to have been exposed.
To be continued...
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