Thinking of this, Zhao Yuan did not hesitate at all, his body turned into a hurricane, suddenly changed direction, and ran towards the city wall, like a meteor piercing the night sky.
Soon, Zhao Yuan rushed to the city wall, and the attack of the flying sword that followed him changed. Instead of destroying the city wall, it continued to stare at Zhao Yuan.
Sure enough, he discovered it!
God's calculation is not as good as man's calculation.
"I just have a hard life!" Zhao Yuan sighed secretly, shouted violently, drew out the severed black-backed long sword, jumped from the city wall, and plunged into the thousands of soldiers of the Er Empire, like
The hungry tiger pounced on the sheep.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
…
Zhao Yuan kept running wildly and changing directions among thousands of troops. The long sword in his hand turned into countless shadows. Wherever he passed, blood flowed into rivers. Broken limbs and broken arms were flying all over the sky. The Qin Empire soldiers on the city wall could be seen.
Everyone was stunned, with chills running down their spines.
The soldiers of the Great Qin Empire all knew that Zhao Yuan was brave and good at fighting, but they never imagined that Zhao Yuan could be so brave. A single man could be invincible among thousands of troops, invincible, and ignore the rain of swords, guns and arrows as nothing.
The Or soldiers who were waiting eagerly for the Sanxian to break the city did not expect that the city had not yet been broken, but they waited until a killing god appeared. At first, they tried to chase and intercept him, but soon, they all just hated their parents for having a few more children.
The legs, regardless of formation, fled around desperately.
On the vast plains, an astonishing scene appeared.
As long as Zhao Yuan kills in a certain direction, the soldiers will immediately disperse like a tide, regardless of breaking the tight military formation.
Several cultivators tried to intercept Zhao Yuan, but Zhao Yuan did not confront them head-on at all, but just ran wildly to kill the enemy and create chaos.
Facing the astonishing speed of Zhao Yuan, a group of cultivators were helpless. They did not dare to use their powerful magical powers, because Zhao Yuan ran to where there were many people. If he used his magical powers rashly, many people from the Er Empire would be accidentally injured.
Soldier.
The more than 100,000 Russian soldiers now became a hindrance.
The biggest difference between cultivators and warriors is that they cannot easily get involved in wars between ordinary people.
On the battlefield, the role of cultivators is extremely limited, and they are afraid of using their magical powers for fear of hurting innocent people and causing disaster.
The magic of nature lies in its ability to maintain a delicate balance in nature.
Although ordinary people and cultivators are in the same world, they follow different laws. This law gives the weak a chance to survive.
Ordinary people need to abide by the laws set by humans, while cultivators, although they have great magical powers, are bound by heavenly calamity in their behavior.
As for immortals, no one knows what the immortal world looks like. However, both ordinary people and cultivators know the fact that immortals have a world of immortals, and there will never be a situation where immortals rule the secular world. Perhaps this is also a kind of balance of nature.
…
…
Hundreds of thousands of troops and dozens of cultivators were forced to panic by Zhao Yuan, and there was also a Sanxian among them.
Time passed little by little, and the vast plain was littered with dead and mutilated corpses.
Zhao Yuan's speed did not stagnate at all, appearing and disappearing with no trace to follow.
A group of cultivators became angry and began to use their magical powers to chase and intercept. Even the Sanxian lost patience and got closer and closer to Zhao Yuan. The flying sword that exuded light was held in his hand. It lost its initial demeanor and gave Zhao Yuan a cold blow.
Original sword.
Zhao Yuan still charged towards crowded places, but he felt a change, because the cultivators had lost their minds and began to kill Or soldiers in order to intercept him.
The scope of Zhao Yuan's activities is getting smaller and smaller. In order to avoid the pursuit of cultivators in the sky, Zhao Yuan has given up killing enemies. Whenever he sees a lot of people there, he rushes over like a headless fly.
Seeing Zhao Yuan fleeing in embarrassment, a group of cultivators showed evil smiles on their faces.
Obviously, Zhao Yuan has reached the end of his strength.
Suddenly, Zhao Yuan, who was running wildly, fell, his body swayed, and he fell to the ground...
…
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
A group of cultivators had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, and the flying swords in their hands flew together in a brilliant display.
At this time, Zhao Yuan, who was wrestling, had slowed down, and his unbalanced body became more visible. More than a dozen flying swords shot down in the air with dazzling light...
"Ho ho ho ho..."
The Er soldiers who were killed by Zhao Yuan and abandoned their armor gave out a cheer that shook the earth.
"ah……"
The soldiers of the Great Qin Empire on the city wall also screamed in surprise. Even a group of warriors and a group of women were shocked. However, something happened suddenly and there was no time to rescue. Everyone could only watch as more than a dozen flying swords flew towards Zhao.
The original assassination goes...
The matter is no longer in doubt.
A hint of a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of Sanxian's mouth. Suddenly, the ferocious smile turned into astonishment. He saw that behind Zhao Yuan, there was a high city wall - Jiepai Xiongguan.
Many people don't know why Jiepai Xiongguan is called Jiepai Xiongguan, because this city wall is not grand and strong. Even compared with ordinary city walls, it is considered low and has no connection with "Xionguan".
However, Jiepai Xiongguan is indeed a Xiongguan, because it has an eight-star formation that can kill the devil.
When Sanxian found out that his flying sword had reached the city wall of Jiepai Xiongguan, it was already too late.
The moment Zhao Yuan hit the city wall, his out-of-control body made a strange change of direction in the air, dodging the most dangerous flying sword. Several flying swords hit Zhao Yuan.
on body...
Peng!
Peng!
Peng!
…
An amazing scene appeared.
The flying swords that did not hit Zhao Yuan hit the city wall of Jiepai Xiongguan, making a series of muffled sounds. However, the city wall was unscathed. Those flying swords suddenly burst out with a dazzling brilliance...
"ah!"
"ah!"
…
During the flash of brilliant light, people's eyes went dark and they heard several heartbreaking screams. When people's eyesight recovered, they were stunned and saw a dozen cultivators flying in the air falling to the ground one after another.
Falling to the ground and rolling around, the screams were exactly what they made...
Whether it was the Qin Empire soldiers on the city wall or the Er soldiers under the city wall, everyone was stunned.
Although the scene just happened in the blink of an eye, everyone could see it clearly because everyone was paying attention to the chase.
The moment those splendid flying swords hit the city wall, the city wall did not turn into dust. Instead, it shot out an active and heavy force. Those flying swords were bounced back by the force, and the cultivators were caught off guard.
In the meantime, they were stabbed by their own flying swords one after another. Even the Sanxian was hit, and a hole was stabbed in his abdomen by his own flying swords...