Liu Xie stared at Zhao Yun, his face filled with shock and anger.
Blood dripped from the edge of the sword. Zhao Yun did not use his skills, but only blocked it with his flesh and blood. He said seriously: "Your Highness! If you are not of my race, his heart must be different. Buddhism is a heretic. If you want to plot the original mausoleum, you must destroy the spirit of the great man, and the world will not be the same again."
How can the people deserve the chaos? At this juncture, we should be united against the enemy!"
"I don't need you to teach me!"
Liu Xie was furious. He was favored by Empress Dowager Dong and Emperor Ling in the palace. Who would dare to disobey him? Zhou Yu had no choice but to make suggestions, but this mountain villager actually pointed fingers and said that he did not care about the overall situation?
But no matter how much he scolded him, Zhao Yun would not let go. The sword could not penetrate, but blood flowed from the sword, which was shocking.
Hua Tuo couldn't stand it anymore and bowed down: "Your Highness, please think twice!"
"Get out of the way!"
Liu Xie yelled and kicked Hua Tuo out of paranoia.
Hua Tuo didn't dare to evade, so he tilted his body, lowered his head, and sighed.
"Your Highness!"
Zhao Yun looked at the ferocious-looking young man with deep disappointment in his eyes.
Along the way, he had already discovered that Liu Xie was spoiled and had an impetuous temperament. However, those were just small details after all, and being a king did not necessarily have to be perfect. As long as there were no faults in the big ones, he was worthy of allegiance.
But now Liu Xie ignores the overall situation and only wants to cause trouble for the prince so that he can take the opportunity to seize power. He does not care about the danger of Yuanling. This is what a completely foolish king did.
Perhaps from the perspective of the royal family, this is the struggle for power and profit. It is normal to shed blood if you want to be in power. How can you do everything as expected? There will always be some untouchables sacrificed.
But Zhao Yun couldn't accept that if master Zhang Zhao and his apprentice were killed, countless Han soldiers would definitely die in the Buddhist formation and lose their lives!
However, Tong Yuan taught him the art of loyalty to the emperor and serving the country since he was a child. Stopping Liu Xie was the limit, and Zhao Yun would never do it directly.
"Xilulu!"
During the stalemate, the warning sound of the Tianchi White Dragon Horse suddenly came from outside.
"The bandits are here again!"
Ma Jun was so frightened that he almost cried. At this moment, he wiped his eyes, the small disc in his hand lit up, and he shouted.
Zhao Yun twirled his five fingers, and Liu Xie's sword was resheathed. Hua Tuo pointed with a flash of inspiration, and the injury in his hand had recovered. He raised his gun and threw it out. He glanced around and saw hundreds of people on horseback in front of this sparsely populated village.
Bandits on huge horses surrounded them.
"No! It's not a bandit!"
Immediately, he realized something was wrong.
Although these people are in ragged clothes and have tattered weapons, they are full of energy, bright eyes, and have a certain control over each other. They are not comparable to the bandits who dominate the mountain.
After contacting the identities of Zhang Zhao and Ma Jun, Zhao Yun immediately thought that this group of elites disguised as bandits were coming for the two descendants of the Wood Saint!
"What's the point of a mere bandit?"
At this time, Liu Xie also calmed down, glared at Ma Jun fiercely, walked out of the machine room, and looked over, feeling happy and unafraid.
Although he is not unparalleled, he is still a member of the royal family who has practiced the Five Emperors True Dragon Book. Shouldn't he be able to defeat a group of bandits and defeat them like a tiger among sheep?
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Just as he was about to leave the stage in person, show off the majesty of the royal family's magical skills, and shock Zhao Yun, a strong wind suddenly came, and several sharp arrows were shot with lightning.
Zhao Yun swiped his spear and knocked it away, causing Liu Xie to shrink back instantly.
With his body worth thousands of dollars, how could he be involved in danger? Let's forget it.
"Well done!"
Zhao Yun watched as five hundred enemy troops appeared quickly and gathered in the blink of an eye. There was no fear in his eyes, but a trace of excitement.
The next moment, Zhao Yun got on his horse.
White horse and silver spear, majestic.
Cangshan Haoxue, calm and elegant.
These two temperaments were perfectly integrated into Zhao Yun, and Liu Xie finally discovered that this mountain villager was not that ordinary after all.
Not only is it extraordinary, the Tianchi White Dragon Horse flies up and down, making shocking hoof sounds in the air, and Zhao Yun rushes straight out.
"alone?"
The leader of the bandit was a big man eight feet tall, burly and strong. After carefully looking at Zhao Yun, he found that this man was unknown, and he couldn't help showing contempt.
Only his cousin Gao Lan and the two generals Yan Liang, Wen and Chou who are as famous as Gao Lan can...
Whoosh!
However, what shocked him was that as soon as this idea came up, Zhao Yun's figure flashed, and the white horse passed through the gap, spanning a distance of several hundred feet, and improbably came to him.
The Thirty-six Transformations of Tiangang and the great supernatural powers are just around the corner!
"not good!"
The big man's face changed drastically, and with the golden clang in his hand, he was about to attack instead of defend, but before his eyes he lost sight of the enemy again.
First, Zhao Yun disappeared, and then the white horse disappeared. Finally, the gun at the end of the corner was empty, and the man, horse and gun merged into one. Instead, there was a white dragon, turning around, winding in the void, and flashing in the throat of each cavalry.
Plop! Plop! Plop!
The sound of falling to the ground sounded uniformly, and in a moment, no one survived within twenty feet of the big man.
There was misery in the big man's eyes, and he finally knew what it meant to hide something secretly. He roared and waved the gold-plated clang: "I am Gao Huai!"
As soon as the voice fell, the white dragon appeared, a bloody hole opened in his throat, and the body fell backwards.
Zhao Yun continued to charge forward.
The divine dragon swung its tail, the spear's light appeared, and flesh and blood flew everywhere, and ghosts cried and wolves howled, because wherever it went, no one could withstand the power of a spear.
"Brother!"
"This man is a great enemy!"
"No! Use your crossbow!"
Quick, quick, too fast!
Gao Huai's younger brother, Gao Ping, arrived. One moment he was stunned to see his brother being killed, and the next moment he was horrified to find that the five hundred elite cavalry under his brother were about to be slaughtered.
He immediately knew that Zhao Yun was a formidable enemy and immediately gave the order.
Swish, swish, swish, all the bandits took out a repeating crossbow from their waists. Each repeating crossbow had as many as ten firing holes, and the tip of the crossbow shone with a cold light, which made people feel chilly.
"This is not a bandit!"
As soon as the crossbow appeared, even Liu Xie woke up.
With such equipment, even if they were placed in the imperial army, they would be elites. How could they be just mountain bandits?
"Go quickly!"
Hua Tuo, who was more experienced, held Liu Xie in one hand and Zhang Zhao with the other. Zhang Zhao hugged Ma Jun and turned into a wisp of smoke, heading in the opposite direction.
This is the seventy-two transformations of Earthly Demon's minor magical power. Although it is far inferior to the one that Zhao Yun just displayed, Hua Tuo has been immersed in this magical power for decades and has reached an extremely advanced level. He can appear in an instant.
After leaving the village, we headed into the distance.
At the same time, Zhao Yun waved his white horse and retreated like the wind.
The bows and crossbows in this world are not simple tools. They are all engraved with formation patterns and involve formation paths. Under a simultaneous attack, it is difficult to use space teleportation. The only way is to use force. Although Zhao Yun is not afraid, he does not want the Tianchi White Dragon Horse under his crotch to be injured.
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Furthermore, I am afraid that the enemies in front of me are only part of them. Even if we kill them all, we will not be able to eliminate the pursuers.
Zhao Yun's judgment is undoubtedly correct, but it is a pity that this group of elites disguised as bandits came well prepared.
After half a cup of tea, Hua Tuo lowered his hand to Yufeng, his brows furrowed, and Liu Xie's face changed drastically.
Just because there was an army blocking it in front, the evil spirit surged into the sky, standing like a dam.
"My name is Wen Chou, and everyone who comes here knows my name!"
A rough general stood out from the crowd, with a domineering and murderous look in his eyes. He grinned with a cruel arc and shouted loudly.
Zhao Yun showed no fear, clapped his horse to meet him, his ambition was high in the sky, and his pride was as bright as the rainbow: