Zhao Yun left a message and disappeared into the jungle like the wind.
Behind him, Li Zhaoyang stood there, looking at the direction he left without moving for a long time. An unprecedented loneliness suddenly filled his heart.
"I, what's going on?" Li Zhaoyang murmured softly.
It had only been half a month since we met by chance, but she was actually a little reluctant to leave him.
Or is it that the parting came too suddenly, so sudden that you didn’t know what to do?
"rogue."
When she closed her eyes, there was such a whisper.
That night, in the dark cave, the boy touched her frequently.
Thinking about it now, I still feel blushing.
However, after scolding, her eyes became much darker.
The world is too big and I don’t know if we will see each other again in the rest of my life.
No problem.
If you can't find it, go find the master of that product.
The leader of the martial arts alliance! Her master has quite a friendship with him.
After a long time, she put her thoughts away, sat under the tree, and meditated on her exercises.
Whoosh!
Zhao Yun is as light as a swallow, flying across the forest like an afterimage.
His movement skills are extremely extraordinary, but his sense of direction is not that good.
How bad is it? I wandered around in the mountains for three to five days and couldn't get out.
"Am I lost?"
Zhao Yun stood on a hillside and looked around.
Like the place under his feet, he has been here several times.
This stretch of mountains is like a maze.
And he was in the maze, spinning back and forth.
"Bagua array?"
Only when he was condescending did he see the clues.
There is a mystery in this mountain, and a formation is hidden.
The master once said that there are many strange people and scholars in the world, but there are some who like to tinker with strange Dunjia, such as formations, and they are very knowledgeable.
What was strange to him was that who could be so free to set up a Bagua formation in the corner of this barren mountain.
Unfortunately, he doesn't understand the formation. He can see it, but he can't break it.
"Fuck."
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I don't use foul language easily unless I can't help it.
At this moment, Zhao Yun couldn't hold back the urge to curse his mother.
If you are trapped here and can't get out, if you miss the time to take the exam, that's nonsense.
Whizzing!
Without straining his voice, he howled like a gust of wind.
Oh no, it must be the aura. Looking in one direction, more than a dozen blurry figures were flying towards him, with a chilling air that made the leaves rustle.
"Pursuing soldiers?"
This was the first thought in Zhao Yun's mind.
There is a Bagua array in this mountain, and the people who are chasing Li Zhaoyang must have been trapped. His curse words just now, by coincidence, attracted them.
Thinking of this, he jumped down the hillside and ran into the jungle.
His physical skills are good, but there is one person whose legs and feet seem to be even number.
After taking a closer look, it was the white-haired middle-aged man from earlier who passed over the treetops and blocked Zhao Yun's path. When he landed, a stone he stepped on cracked. He had a terrifying aura and collided wantonly.
It's dusty.
"Master!"
Zhao Yun suddenly stood still, his eyes full of vigilance.
He had basically seen all the pursuers before, except this one.
Is it because the younger brothers are not doing their job well enough that their master will personally take action?
"Little boy, why are you so angry?"
The white-haired middle-aged man looked at Zhao Yun with a smile.
He really heard the words "fuck" just now.
"Where am I practicing the Lion Roaring Kung Fu?" Zhao Yun chuckled.
Lion's roar skill?
The white-haired middle-aged man was amused and did not believe Zhao Yun's lies.
With the current situation, he was not in the mood to get to the bottom of it.
"I've seen this person before."
He took a painting and spread it out.
In the painting, there is a woman.
To be precise, it was Li Zhaoyang.
I don’t know
Which painting artist made it so lifelike?
"I haven't seen it before." Zhao Yun took a look and shook his head like a rattle.
"I've never seen it before. Where did the token hanging on your waist come from?"
The white-haired middle-aged man lost his smile, and his eagle-like eyes gained a sharp light.
This is a powerful deterrent. At least Zhao Yun felt depressed when he saw it.
As for the token on his waist, it was the one given to him by Li Zhaoyang.
Too careless.
This thing should be carried in your arms.
Look, someone noticed it!
"I picked it up."
Zhao Yun finished his sentence, turned around and ran away.
As they faced each other, they saw more than a dozen figures flying over, either landing on rocks or standing on tree trunks. Each of them had superb physical skills. Their combined momentum made the scorching day feel a bit colder.
wind.
"Where is she?" the white-haired middle-aged man said coldly, his murderous intent clearly revealed.
"I don't know." Zhao Yun said, grabbing the road and walking away. More than a dozen imperial guards did not stop him.
It was also his fault that his Qing Gong was too mysterious and he flew out with a whoosh.
"Where to go."
Just because the Ouchi guards can't stop him doesn't mean that the white-haired middle-aged man can't stop him.
Seeing him take one step forward and passing through the treetops, he started to unleash a sword energy.
"I escape!"
Zhao Yun's reaction was not slow and he avoided many dangers.
He dodged, but a huge boulder behind him was split open by the sword energy like tofu.
Gudong!
Zhao Yun was as determined as Zhao Yun, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
What Coach Lin said is true, there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world.
This white-haired middle-aged man is incredibly strong. He managed to dodge the sword energy just now. If he was hit, his head would definitely be in a different place.
Whoosh!
The white-haired middle-aged man was slapped in the air.
This guy is such a thief, he will run away if he doesn't agree with me.
In this way, if you ask after you are disabled, you will be dishonest.
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"Make me mad."
Zhao Yun is also a man, he does not retreat but advances, and he uses his skills to move forward.
boom!
The two powerful palm forces collided immediately.
The terrible aftershock shook the surrounding trees and broke them.
Well!
Zhao Yun groaned and took three or five steps back.
Before he could settle down, he felt a sweetness in his throat and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
Internal injuries, proper internal injuries.
Look at the white-haired middle-aged man, who is not much better. The step he took when he retreated left a deep footprint on the ground, and his palms and arms still ached slightly.
In addition, the internal organs are numb for a while, and I really want to vomit a small mouthful of blood. It feels like a smooth flow.
"How can it be."
All the imperial guards were shocked.
Who is this white-haired middle-aged man? He has profound martial arts skills and extremely strong internal strength. He has a well-known name not only in the capital, but also in the martial arts world. There are really not many people who can confront him head-on. Moreover, those few
They are all masters who have been famous for a long time.
But the person in front of me is obviously not one of them.
"Good boy."
The imperial guards were horrified, and the white-haired middle-aged man was also surprised.
It really surprised him that at such a young age, he could develop such a domineering internal strength. He didn't know which disciple was taught by an expert, but he was truly a unique genius.
"Where did you learn the powerful Vajra Palm?" the white-haired middle-aged man said calmly.
"It was taught by my master." Zhao Yun held the sword in one hand and wiped the blood with the other, making it difficult to detect. He also glanced around, trying to see where he could escape.
"Who is your master?" The white-haired middle-aged man looked intently.
"The current leader of the martial arts alliance is the master."
Zhao Yun went into deception mode again, and his acting was extremely impressive.
Fighting means that you cannot defeat it.
If you move a backstage, if you don't keep it all intact, you can scare everyone away.
After all, not everyone dares to touch the brow of the martial arts leader.
"Old Zuo, are you your master?" The white-haired middle-aged man couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.