When Zhao Yun came out of the bamboo forest, the sky was filled with stars.
Yan Feng and Yu Lan left early.
They are all open-minded people and it is not easy to disturb their daughters' love affairs.
Yu Lan was okay, but Yan Feng, on the other hand, looked at Zhao Yun with a not very kind look when he left. He was still angry about what he said before. Even if it was a misunderstanding, he sounded very angry. This guy is not a good bird.
Yan is as fiery as jade.
Along the way, when she looked at Master Zhao's beautiful eyes, her eyes were on fire.
"The murderous intention has been refined, I have to leave." Zhao Yun said with a smile.
"Are you leaving now?" Yan Ruyu was caught off guard, and the fire in her beautiful eyes was completely extinguished.
"There are still important matters at hand."
"Then I'll give it to you." Yan Ruyu bit her teeth lightly.
To be honest, do you still want Ji Hen to stay for two or three more days?
"Holy Girl, the Holy Son of the Fire Dragon is here." When passing by the garden, an old man came towards me.
Yan Ruyu said softly, but there was no emotional change.
After Zhao Yun heard this, he thought a lot in his heart.
The Fire Dragon Clan has a great reputation. He has heard that it is also a super powerful clan in the Southern Territory.
"Sister Yu'er."
As soon as I left the garden, I heard a call.
He is a young man in silver robes. His body is majestic, his aura is hot, and it is extremely majestic. If you listen carefully, you can hear the roar of a dragon. Needless to say, he is the Holy Son of the Fire Dragon. He is indeed extraordinary. Looking at his background, he is better than Ge Yang.
Stronger, special bloodline, and the power of bloodline is extremely domineering.
"There are many talents in the Southern Region."
Zhao Yun murmured that this guy's cultivation has reached a bottleneck.
The so-called bottleneck is a sure thing, and there is only one chance to overcome it in one fell swoop.
Beside her, Yan Ruyu only smiled implicitly.
"Who is this?" The Fire Dragon Holy Son's eyes fell on Zhao Yun.
"An old friend." Yan Ruyu whispered.
"It must be extraordinary to be an old friend of Sister Yu'er." The Fire Dragon Holy Son immediately smiled, his face was full of smiles, and there was a hint of hostility hidden in the way he looked at Zhao Yun.
"Farewell."<
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Zhao Yun bowed his hands and quickened his pace.
Yan Ruyu subconsciously took a step after him, her mouth slightly opened, but in the end she didn't shout out. She felt an indescribable sense of loss, so much so that she looked at the direction Zhao Yun was leaving and didn't even close her eyes for a long time.
When the Fire Dragon Holy Son saw him, his expression turned ugly.
He is not a fool. He has seen a clue. Because he saw it, he can't hide his anger. I am not as good as him in any way. People have left. How can I still look at him and treat him as a decoration?
Even though he was angry, he didn't show it. He smiled faintly and said, "Sister Yu'er?"
Her thoughts were interrupted, and Yan Ruyu closed her eyes, looking rather indifferent.
Her expression seemed to have offended the Fire Dragon Holy Son again, and there was anger in her eyes again.
He looked back for a moment and glanced at Fang Fang.
Over there, there were two old men, both elders of his Fire Dragon Clan. They came to the Yan family this time to act as bodyguards. Since they were elders of his family, they knew what he meant, so they left one after another to chase Zhao Yun.
Here, Zhao Yun has left the island.
He was extremely fast, like a golden light crossing the sea.
He has been delayed for too long and must return to Daxia as soon as possible. There are still many things waiting for him to do.
Otherwise, he will definitely set off another wave of kidnappings in the Southern Region.
That’s okay too.
I wouldn't mind doing it again when he has time.
Passing by a sea area, he took out a jade hosta, wrapped it with thunder and lightning, and refined the Tianzi on it. Reflecting the moonlight, it was golden. He carved it into the dragon abyss, and the dragon abyss sword body trembled.
This sword is even more extraordinary.
The immortal war halberd, which also had spirit, circled Long Yuan several times.
"There is actually a mystery to these ancient characters." Cang Qiong was surprised.
"This is a treasure, a priceless treasure." Zhao Yun chuckled.
The sky is silent and peeks again and again.
No need for Zhao Yun to say, he also saw the extraordinary nature of this word.
It's because he is ignorant and ignorant. He didn't realize it before. This kid is still sharp-eyed and knows the treasures. Times have really changed! After being sealed for eight thousand years, his vision is not as good as it was back then.
It’s right to think about it.
Now in the form of a remnant soul, it is greatly restricted in many aspects. ??
For example: vision.
Um?
Zhao Yun frowned for a moment and smelled two obscure auras.
There was no need to look behind him to know that there were people following him, and they were all in the quasi-heaven realm.
His perception was not bad.
When passing by a dead island, a sword light suddenly struck from behind.
Zhao Yun settled down and wiped out the sword light with one palm. Then he saw clearly who it was. They were two old men, one gold and one silver. He had seen them before. They were the guards of the Holy Son of the Fire Dragon. Unexpectedly, they wanted to kill people and steal goods.
"Two seniors, what do you mean?" Zhao Yun said calmly.
"You have offended someone you shouldn't have provoked." The silver-robed old man smiled faintly, like a ghost, and he struck instantly. With a lingering light in his finger, he poked Zhao Yun between his eyebrows without holding back. It was a decisive blow.
Zhao Yun said nothing, raised his hand, grabbed the opponent's finger impartially, broke it in pieces, and kicked him out. The crackling sound of his bones was horrifying to hear.
"So strong?"
The old man in golden robe who had not taken action suddenly frowned.
The most confused person was the old man in silver robe. One of his moves showed a flaw and he was kicked. He was very uncomfortable. He was obviously in the Ksitigarbha realm, but he had such domineering fighting power. His body-protecting essence was broken.
"Oh it's you."
Zhao Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the old man in silver robe.
Previously, during the Fiery City auction, there was a force that defeated the Blood Clothes Sect and the Corpse Clan for a sky-high price of 30 billion, and took away the iron box. That day, he didn't know which party it was, but now the other party showed its aura.
Only then did he vaguely recognize that he was from the Fire Dragon Clan.
In other words, that iron box is in the Fire Dragon Clan.
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The old man in golden robe snorted coldly and slapped his palm from the sky.
This guy is not weak, he is truly at the pinnacle level of Quasi-Tian, and he is as powerful and domineering as Mount Tai.
Unfortunately, he was facing Zhao Yun, and his huge five-finger mark was destroyed by Zhao Yun's punch.
ban!
The silver-robed old man shouted violently and performed an alchemy furnace with secret techniques.
Zhao Yun moved poorly and was covered on the spot. The flames in the alchemy furnace were raging. They were not real flames. They were in the form of a secret technique that could refine Qi and blood. The opponent's purpose was obvious: to cremate him.
boom!
He opened the Tiangang forcefully and destroyed the alchemy furnace.
When the silver-robed old man saw this, his eyes narrowed slightly for a moment. This damn thing must be the body-protecting Tiangang secret method! Who is this kid? Why does he know this secret method? Could it be that he is a member of the Yangtian family?
"Senior, why are you deserting?"
Zhao Yun said calmly, having already reached the opponent.
The silver-robed old man's expression changed. This kid's speed was too fast.
Without thinking much, he flew away and fled.
However, he glanced at Mr. Zhao one more time and fell under the illusion spell on the spot. Although it lasted only a moment, it was enough for Zhao Yun. He pierced his Dantian with one finger and broke it on the spot.
ah!
The old man in silver robe screamed and fell down.
Dantian was broken, true energy collapsed, and cultivation level also collapsed.
This finger didn't matter, he was beaten into a cripple.
"You deserve to die."
The old man in golden robe was furious and struck with a lightning strike from the sky.
Zhao Yun stepped on the Wind God Step, dodged it in an instant, and knocked over the old man in gold robe with a big stone-throwing hand. He was now at the fifth level of Ksitigarbha realm, and with 90% of the immortal power, unless the female commander was in the quasi-heaven realm,
It's hard for anyone to do it. It's obvious that this person's combat power is far inferior to that of the handsome woman.
"What a freak." The old man in gold robe was shocked.
Ksitigarbha realm! The opponent is also ridiculously strong.