"Boy, how long can you hold on?" An Yan pointed at Ji You with a long black sword, and cold business came from his mouth.
At this moment, Ji You pressed the invisible blade of the lightsaber against the ground to support his body from falling. He seemed to have walked out of a pool of blood, with blood all over his body, and that end
The black hair was all dyed at this moment
Blood red. Blood-colored hair was disheveled, and although her blood-stained eyes were a little tired, they were still spirited. There were dozens of corpses around, all of them were corpses of barbarians, and Ji You stood among them, exuding a breath every time she breathed.
A heart-stopping smell.
"It's a pity that you are not a barbarian." The six-marked barbarian from the Yan tribe shook his head and said with some regret. Ji You had previously been attacked by several of their six-marked barbarians and killed him.
Dozens of barbarians with five patterns, each sword is just right, making those barbarians with five patterns inevitable and defenseless.
Such a person, even if he is a Middle-earth man, the six-patterned barbarian from the Yan tribe also shows a little respect in his eyes, because Ji You has not surrendered until this moment in the battle. He can see that the eyes of this Middle-earth man are full of respect.
There is still fighting spirit shining in his heart, even though he is exhausted and covered with bruises...
Ji You slowly raised his head, looking at the barbarians around him with his bloody eyes, which made many five-stripe barbarians tremble inwardly and subconsciously take a few steps back.
"You are so young, how dare you offend me? Are you really not afraid of death, just a mere minister, an ant or a dog?" Ji You was already a little unconscious at the moment, and running away for such a long time consumed a lot of his physical strength.
Coupled with the pills that forcibly enhance his cultivation, and the fighting for this period of time, he has reached his limit, and has even exceeded it.
Therefore, the moment he raised his head just now, what he saw was not An Yan, the traitor of the Shadow Guard, nor the hundreds of barbarians, but the Marquis of Shen and the Quanrong army. He seemed to have returned to that one
, back to the moment when he stood alone among thousands of troops and fought with swords, frightening the thousands of troops who did not dare to move forward.
The blood has blurred his eyes. At this moment, Ji You is standing with only one breath and an obsession. And the more this happens, the more imperial and murderous aura in Ji You's body becomes stronger, even though he may no longer have it at this moment.
Even with a little bit of strength, those five-marked barbarians didn't dare to get close, because the aura on his body made those five-marked barbarians afraid.
Just like thousands of years ago, where Lishan was, he made thousands of troops fearful with just a loud shout.
"Kill him, don't cause trouble. If people from Tianbeiguan come, it will be troublesome." An Yan looked at Ji You who was covered in blood. He didn't know why he felt his heart tremble, and there was a feeling of pain in his back.
Coolness. He didn't know why those pair of eyes that were blurred by blood were staring straight at him, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.
What he didn't know was that in Ji You's eyes, he was no longer An Yan. Ji You regarded An Yan as Shen Hou, so most of the aura on his body and the terrifying murderous intention were caused by falling enemies.
On An Yan's body. It was precisely because of this that An Yan felt a chill on his back.
After hearing An Yan's words, the six-marked barbarian from the Rock Tribe nodded, walked towards Ji You, and said at the same time: "If you are a barbarian, you can be called a warrior. Although you are a Chinese,
But I also have some respect for you, so let me end your life." He slowly raised the big knife in his hand, preparing to use this knife to chop off Ji You's head when he got close to Ji You.
At this moment, Ji You's lips moved slightly, and a deep voice slowly came out: "Yunqi..."
As soon as the two words were spoken, the profound energy around Ji You's body seemed to be surging and spinning crazily around Ji You. The red-gold profound energy rotated with Ji You as the center, and in that mysterious energy, a true dragon void
The shadow also swam slowly, and from time to time let out a roar that resounded through the sky, while Ji You stood there, making no extra movements except opening his mouth.
"Youlong!" A low voice came from Ji You's mouth.
The moment the words fell, a dragon's roar that shocked the surroundings was heard. Countless red-gold profound energy surged in all directions, wrapping up the surrounding area. The red-gold profound energy originally swam in the air.
The moving shadow of the real dragon directly rose into the sky at this moment, coiling its body in the sky, as if living in the clouds and mist, so others could not see the appearance of the real dragon clearly.
Only the pair of red-gold pupils radiated light, shooting out from the clouds and mist, and the terrifying aura instantly pressed on every barbarian.
Yun Qi You Long is the fifth form of the Eight Forms of the Ghost Dragon. Its power is even more terrifying than the Ghost Dragon Entering the Sea that Ji You used before. It has already reached the level of a low-level heaven-level mysterious skill.
Therefore, when the true dragon's shadow was entrenched in the sky, the surrounding mysterious energy of heaven and earth began to move, converging towards the true dragon's shadow in the sky. After the mysterious energy of heaven and earth gathered,
The clouds and mist turned into a red gold color, and the shadow of the real dragon loomed in it. A dragon's power emerged at this moment, which was no less powerful than the emperor's power in Ji You, and even to a certain extent.
, this Longwei is even better.
"Poof!" At this moment, Ji You spurted out a mouthful of blood. His whole body went limp and he almost fell to the ground. When he spurted out this mouthful of blood, the terrifying phenomena around him also disappeared.
The red-gold clouds and the phantom of the real dragon in them seemed to have never existed. If it weren't for the fluctuation of the profound energy of heaven and earth, there would be no trace of the previous vision left.
"You are exhausted. I know you still want to fight, but... take your courage and will to the next life. I hope to meet you among the barbarians in the next life." It seems that Ji You has been known for a long time.
The mysterious skills could not be condensed, so the expression of the six-marked barbarian from the Rock Tribe did not change from the beginning. He made a slight move with the big knife in his hand, and in the next moment, he slashed towards Ji You's neck.
Ji You didn't have the strength to move his body, let alone dodge at this moment, and he couldn't see the big sword. What he saw was still the thousands of troops of Shen Hou and Quan Rong...
"Bang!" At this moment, a loud noise came out, and a figure appeared next to Ji You, and the six-marked barbarian from the Rock Tribe flew out directly, and the blood spurted from his mouth was left in the air.