To be honest, Mr. Zhao, a hero who saves a beauty, is not very elegant. He should appear domineeringly. Now, he has crawled out from the ground. At first glance, he looks like a little mouse.
Boom! Bang! Boom!
In a brief moment or two, everyone in the blood-clothed disciples fell to the ground.
The blood-clothed holy son was okay, his foundation was strong enough, he just grunted. .??.
As for the others, it was not so easy. The Eight Tails of the Divine Dragon was not scary, but Ji Hen's Eight Tails of the Divine Dragon was very powerful. Those with weaker foundations would spurt blood on the spot and make crackling sounds from their bones.
"Ji Hen?" The blood-clothed saint's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Wait a minute, let me vomit blood first."
Zhao Yun held Chu Wushuang's legs and waved to everyone.
puff!
Just vomit.
His old blood spurts out his domineering attitude.
There was nothing I could do, the injury was too serious.
Along the way, he was summoned in the reverse direction, and every time he was summoned, he was separated by space. Who knows how many times he was teleported, and even though he had the secret of longevity, he was almost killed by the space.
"Today is destined to be a bumper harvest."
Recognizing Ji Hen, the blood-clothed holy son's eyes shone with a fiery light, as if he had ignored Chu Wushuang. Compared with the handsome niece, this little thing is the treasure. Not to mention him, even his blood-clothed saint
The ancestors are all extremely jealous. If they weren't afraid of Hongyuan, they would have come to snatch people away.
Therefore, he was lucky enough to bump into Ji Hen in the ruins.
Moreover, it is still a Ji Hen with residual blood.
"Who?"
Zhao Yun finally stood firm, his little black hands still holding Chu Wushuang's legs.
He has to be supported, otherwise he won’t be able to stand firmly!
Fortunately, it was him who had the Secret of Immortality to hold him up. If it had been anyone else, he would have been chopped into ashes. Although he was still alive, the injuries were too severe, and the scars from the space split were extremely difficult to recover. One or two wounds would be useless.
, if there are too many, it will be difficult to handle.
As for who he was talking about, it was Tian Yu.
"I don't know."
Chu Wushuang shook his head, he had not seen Tian Yu since the change of heaven and earth.
To be honest, she had an ominous premonition that Tian Yu would not be destroyed! In the Demon Realm ruins, there were enemies wherever she went. She was being chased all the way, and Tian Yu would probably not be much better.
"Blame me."
Zhao Yun coughed dryly. He only thought about his insignificant development. The two teammates were in misery. One was injured with only half life, and the other's life or death was uncertain. In fact, he tried his best and had been looking for several days. He was not looking for anyone.
, that is, fighting a war, either fighting a war, or on the way to a war.
"We've already talked." The blood-clothed saint smiled sinisterly.
"Instant kill."
What responded to him was a shout from Zhao Yun.
This voice came so unexpectedly
Everyone, including the Blood-clothed Holy Son, was frightened and took a step back. Ji Hen was a talent. He could teleport with his heavenly eye and kill with his sword. No one would be afraid of him.
However, Zhao Yun did not turn around.
I wanted to do it in a flash, but my pupils were not strong enough.
The reason for shouting is to scare the other party.
He needs time, time to recover.
"Which one should I kill first?"
Zhao Yun turned his eyes left and right, looking around at everyone.
Everyone who was looked at by him felt unnatural all over. To be precise, they felt chilly all over. They were afraid that if they were stunned, their brains would move, and they would be killed in an instant. Just one moment was enough.
"Don't listen to his threats, he doesn't have enough eyesight."
The first blood-clothed disciple immediately said that he actually had a celestial eye.
His Heavenly Eye is different from other people's. It is born in the palm of his hand. The red eyes are rolling around, making him feel uncomfortable when he looks at them. However, since it is a Heavenly Eye, it has its own senses and can detect the state of Zhao Yuntian's Heavenly Eye.
In fact, he had already told everyone about this.
However, they are all afraid of instant death, so they become frightened.
"Those who can enter the ruins are indeed talented people."
Zhao Yun sighed, since he came to the Demon Realm, he has seen several Celestial Eyes. Being able to sense the power of his eyes means knowing yourself and the enemy. At least, this way of bluffing people is not feasible for the time being. Without enough power, he will not be able to blink.
Killing, this overbearing intimidation, is just a decoration.
"If it's too late, something will change, so kill."
The blood-clothed saint was too lazy to talk nonsense and immediately gave the order.
With the order, five men in blood-clothed clothes stepped forward, and six men in blood-clothed clothes stepped back. The ones who stepped forward were attacking, and the ones who were retreating were the ones who were assisting. They had already pressed the seals, and used the restraint method to ban the two of them.
, come from the same lineage, and still have a tacit understanding of cooperation. Even Zhao Yun would not dare to steel himself when he saw it.
The Blood-clothed Holy Son is a spectator of the battle.
Naturally, he was not watching the show, but waiting for the opportunity.
For people like Ji Hen, sneak attacks seem to be better.
Boom! Bang!
While he was talking, the five blood-clothed disciples had arrived, attacking in unison. The light of swords, radiance of swords, and palm prints came overwhelmingly. They must have practiced the same attack, and their auras were also connected, which can increase their combat power, just like on the battlefield.
, when there are a certain number of soldiers, the connected aura becomes quite powerful. Even if the quasi-heaven realm is encountered, the aura and offensive power will be weakened by it.
That was how King Yin Yue was defeated back then.
So what if he is in the Tianwu realm? His Tianwu power and coercion will be infinitely weakened by the combined momentum of thousands of troops. From the beginning, he has been oppressed and unable to reach his peak combat power.
"Body-protecting Tiangang."
Zhao Yun shouted loudly and opened his defense forcefully.
The Tiangang Cover also covered Chu Wushuang. At the same moment, Zhao Yun also released Chu Wushuang's seal.
Qi also forcibly condenses combat power, and momentum is naturally connected.
Boom! Bang!
The attack fell, and the Tiangang Cover collapsed.
Zhao Yun's condition is also bad, Tiangang's power is not enough, and his defense is inferior.
"You have to fight hard."
Zhao Yun shouted loudly and raised his sword to attack.
Chu Wushuang, who had a weak aura, also discovered his potential. The dissipated aura was forcibly condensed in an instant. The Wushuang sword in his hand hummed and trembled, and the patterns on it became vivid one by one.
Zheng!
She attacked them forcefully without any regard for priority.
The desperate struggle in a desperate situation and the fighting power used were extremely overbearing. For example, the two of them, one was seriously injured and the other only had half life left, were stunned to show unparalleled momentum.
"Male and female are matched, and the work will not be tiring."
If Jiannan were here, he would definitely have said something like this.
According to the words of the moon god! This is the power of love.
However, this love is a bit bloody.
A group fight!
Even though Zhao Yun and Chu Wushuang joined forces, they were still suppressed and beaten. Every time they tried to escape, they were blocked, and they were beaten to the point of bleeding. Even though Zhao Yun and Chu Wushuang were fighting hard, they couldn't help but attack. If Mr. Zhao wanted to leave, he would have to leave.
It's very simple, just a reverse summon, but Chu Wushuang couldn't leave.
"I've caused trouble to you." Chu Wushuang apologized.
"Just give me some money later." Zhao Yun said honestly.
Chu Wushuang squinted his eyes for a while, why didn't you say that you would like to marry me!
If you say so, I will agree.
See! When people are in desperate situations, they usually liberate their nature.
After all, no one knows whether they can get out alive this time.
When it's time to open up, you have to open up.
After the opening is over, go and book a room.
Is it possible to leave regrets in the next life?
Destroy!
The first blood-clothed disciple snorted coldly and hit Chu Wushuang with a sword energy.
Zhao Yun's evil spirit was overwhelming, and he slashed back with his sword, almost killing the guy alive. For this, he also paid the price with blood, and was slapped by the second blood-clothed disciple. Many bones in his body were broken, and Chu Wushuang took over.
He came up and stabbed a bloody hole in the man's chest with his sword.
puff!
The blood-clothed holy son moved and attacked with a sneak attack.
Zhao Yun was injured, and Chu Wushuang also received a slap.
Fortunately, Zhao Yun has a strong foundation and is supported by the Secret of Immortality.
Chu Wushuang was miserable.
She received this slap, and the light in her beautiful eyes dimmed to the extreme.
It is easy to hide from an open gun, but difficult to guard against a hidden arrow.
Like the Blood-clothed Holy Son, Yin Ren is a unique person. Once he sees an opportunity, he will attack without hesitation. Because of him, Zhao Yun and Chu Wushuang are both in a state of embarrassment, especially Chu Sister, who was injured the most.
So far, she has mentioned
Take a breath.
In other words, it is the obsession that supports it.
seal up!
The three blood-clothed disciples shouted violently and cast forbidden spells.
But when the sky trembled, a bloody exquisite tower crashed down. It was the manifestation of the secret technique, illusory, but so powerful that Zhao Yun and the two were unable to hide and were trapped in the tower.
"Open it for me."
Zhao Yun used a mountain-shaking fist to break through forcefully.
At the same moment, Chu Wushuang took a step forward and cast the light body. The attribute of light was still very dazzling at night. The blood-clothed disciples who came to attack were all dazzled. Even the one who was watching the battle was blinded.
A smear of darkness, this dazzling light is much stronger than the thunder talisman.
Phew! Phew!
For a brief moment or two, blood suddenly appeared.
Zhao Yun saw the gap and killed a blood-clothed disciple with a sword. Chu Wushuang was not idle either. He raised a five-color sword energy and killed a blood-clothed disciple with one strike, a perfect kill.
burst!
Zhao Yun scolded coldly and pulled Chu Wushuang back.
Explosion Talisman! There is no shortage of it in any battle. The reason why he used it at this moment is because the opponent has anti-explosion talismans hidden on his body. He was very conscious and used the magic of stealing magic to remove them one by one.
Boom! Bang!
Amid the rumbling sound, the scene was quite bloody.
The accompanying screams were particularly sweet. One by one, the blood-clothed disciples were blown up into the sky, and four of them exploded into a pile of broken flesh and bones before they fell to the ground.
Adding the two from the previous seconds, the opponent only had six people left.
Moreover, most of them were bombed to a bloody pulp.
"Where is the anti-explosion talisman?" This is what the Xueyi disciple wanted to ask.
"What about this?" Zhao Yun said, flicking his hand and another explosive talisman came out.
In addition, there is also a thick stack of thunder talismans.
The explosive talisman exploded, and the blood-clothed disciples who had not yet stood still were all thrown into the sky again. Their heads were buzzing. Those who were blasted even forgot who their own mother was. They didn't know when their own anti-explosion talisman was stolen.
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"Walk."
Zhao Yun pulled Chu Wushuang, turned around and ran away.
He wanted to make a last-ditch attack, but he was unable to do so. The two of them were seriously injured. The blood-clothed disciple suffered a lot, but the blood-clothed saint was fine. He was very powerful, and he could challenge them both by himself.
The most important thing is that this is the ruins of the Demon Realm.
He has sensed that many people have come here.
There are too many enemies, and it will be tragic if we are surrounded.
A gentleman's revenge is never too late.
After he calmed down, he turned around and dealt with them one by one.
"Where to go."
The blood-clothed holy son shouted violently, his momentum overwhelming.
He has not participated in the battle, his anti-explosion talismans have not been stolen, there are no scars on his body, and he still has peak combat power. If he were not afraid of him, Mr. Zhao would not be willing to leave and would blow the opponent to ashes one by one.