Zhao Yun said calmly, standing with his sword in hand, calm and calm.
He was able to deal with the three Xuanyang realms, all of which were not of high rank. What surprised him was the concealment ability of these three people. Even though he had a martial spirit, he was not aware of it at all. The small spirit bead in his arms was not detected at all.
Liang, this is enough to prove that the three of them have secret treasures that cover up opportunities, and he was caught off guard.
Also, how did these people know his identity.
You know, he is covered in a mysterious robe that can hide from the world, and even the Ksitigarbha realm can't see through it.
Is it possible that he was noticed when he left the barracks?
"It doesn't matter which company it is from."
He had a wild grin, showing his cruelty and bloodthirsty.
Zhao Yun was silent, even if the other party didn't say anything, he could guess it.
Must be the assassin of Rashomon.
With such a tacit understanding, this is definitely not a half-way team.
He had encountered Rashomon's killer more than once, but he still had some consciousness.
Gua! Gua!
As he was speaking, the screams of cloud cranes and three goshawks came from the sky.
Yes, there was also a battle in the air, and it was still an air battle.
Three goshawks besieged Yunhe.
The phoenix dance challenged three, and the four mounts shuttled through the clouds like black shadows.
Zhao Yun glanced up.
Being able to see the battle situation, Feng Wu would definitely be at a disadvantage.
It’s not that her cultivation is not enough, it’s that she is not an auxiliary martial artist and is not good at fighting.
"Also from Rashomon?"
Zhao Yun murmured that the three men in black who were chasing Feng Wu cooperated well enough, and their methods of attack were completely in line with Rashomon's style of conduct.
“It’s really lively.”
The young man in black, the old man with the scar, and the arrogant man also raised their eyes.
It is not difficult to see that the eyes of the three of them are a bit strange.
Such a subtle expression cannot escape Zhao Yun's discernment.
Obviously, those who assassinated him and those who pursued Feng Wu were not the same group of people. They were both Rashomon assassins. They did not know each other and each had their own tasks.
It's just that, by chance, they bumped into each other.
This... was embarrassing. The first time they came out together, they were surrounded and killed by Rashomon. He and Feng Wu were both unlucky children targeted by Rashomon.
"interesting."
The three of them closed their eyes and looked at Zhao Yun with slightly raised corners of their mouths.
"Which one should be destroyed first?"
Zhao Yun thought to himself that the battle must be resolved as soon as possible.
boom!
The arrogant man stepped down, picked up his ax and struck.
He is the main attacker and the human shield in the front. The young man in black and the old man with scar are both auxiliary, waiting for a flaw to kill them with one strike.
Whoosh!
Zhao Yun did not resist, but stepped on the Wind God Step and retreated in an instant.
"Where to go."
The scarred old man snorted coldly and cast another immobilizing spell.
Unfortunately, there is no use for it, Zhao Yun's whole body has been covered with true energy, and he is isolated and immobilized.
Zheng!
The young man in black came to kill him, but he still managed to kill with a decisive blow.
Zhao Yun escaped to the ground in an instant, and also escaped in an instant.
Seeing this, the scarred old man came with a sword, which was stained with poison.
"roll!"
Zhao Yun shouted loudly, and his roar was loud and clear, resonating with the martial spirit.
puff!
The scarred old man groaned, his spirit was severely damaged, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
He is good at sneak attacks and killing people, but in head-on battles, he is almost useless.
I was caught off guard by this voice.
"How can it be."
The old man staggered, looking in disbelief.
From Zhao Yun's roar of dragons and tigers, he could hear the fluctuations of martial spirits.
Does a small true spirit realm have a martial soul? Otherwise, how could such a powerful sonic attack come about? Even his Xuanyang cultivation level would be shocked to the point of vomiting blood.
"Good journey."
Zhao Yun said calmly, his body was like the wind, he was so fast that he could no longer see his shadow, and his sword struck through the rainbow with wind and thunder.
puff!
Blood suddenly appeared.
The old man who had just regained his balance was struck between the eyebrows by a face-to-face glance.
A complete kill.
"Die!"
He yelled like a rude man, jumped up in the air, and struck down with an axe.
ban!
At the same moment, the young man in black used Wood Escape, and vines sprang out from the ground, locking Zhao Yun's ankles. Just to cooperate with the rough man, he could kill Zhao Yun with just one axe.
"Come."
Zhao Yun snorted coldly and changed his left hand to hold the sword. The Kirin totem was engraved on his left arm. Long Yuan was filled with domineering power and he swung the sword out to compete with the arrogant man.
Bang!
Swords and axes bang, the clang is harsh, and sparks shine.
Looking at the two sides again, Zhao Yun took a step back, and the dragon in his hand was knocked away. The man's ax was also knocked over, and a big gap was opened.
The blow was hard, and Zhao Yun didn't feel very well, and his left arm lost consciousness.
The blow was hard, and the man was not much better. His right arm was shaking. It must have been injured muscles and bones. The flesh and skin were broken, and blood was flowing.
"How can it be."
The middle-aged man in black was shocked. The mangy man was a powerful martial artist! In his memory, few people at the same level could beat the mangy man in terms of strength.
Now, in a confrontation with a True Spirit Realm, his ax was thrown away, and his arm was bleeding due to shock. How strong is the physical body of the young master of the Zhao family!
The most shocking thing was the reckless man.
He knew how uncomfortable it was, and he was stunned by the sword.
"Heavenly Thunder Array."
When the two were shocked, Zhao Yun sacrificed Zi Xiao and thrust his sword into the ground.
Suddenly, within a radius of a hundred feet, thunder and lightning suddenly appeared, and thunder blades shot out from the ground. They were indiscriminate attacks. I secretly learned Huayang's secret skills back then, and now, they have been performed to the extreme. In this land, I will be beaten.
hit.
Phew! Phew!
The scenes that followed were bloody enough.
Indiscriminate attacks, both the young man in black and the arrogant man fell victim to them.
Fortunately for the reckless man, he is a powerful martial artist with rough skin and thick flesh, and his true energy armor is strong enough to withstand the thunder array.
Looking at the young man in black, he felt a little embarrassed. Like the old man with the scar, he was very good at supporting, but his physical body was pitifully rotten. However, he sacrificed his body-protecting essence, but it was of no use and he was struck by lightning blades one after another.
is riddled with holes.
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 must 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 to that direction.
Compared to him, Feng Wu was miserable enough.
Martial arts cultivators with the ability to sense and observe are really not good at fighting. From the moment the battle started, they were beaten and suppressed. Their delicate bodies were covered in blood. They covered their jade arms with one hand and staggered 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 he 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, with his eyes open. 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.
"First."
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 was aware of the whistling 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 a problem.
The Zixiao in Zhao Yun's hand came 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."
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 he fought alone, Feng Wu was still no match. He was defeated frequently. The blood on his body was one after another. Every scar reflected a faint light and was surrounded by 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.
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