Eternal gate

Late at night, Zhao Yun opened his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, light shot out from his eyes, which was quite sharp, cutting off an ancient tree in half. His spirit transformed into a martial spirit, and his eyes became much deeper.

"good."

Zhao Yun stood up and stretched hard, his body crackled, and he advanced to two levels in a row. With the thunder body tempering, his body was much stronger, and he felt that every drop of blood was full of explosive power.

The body is filled with majestic power.

This is the foundation and fortune he gained from Nirvana.

"Xiu'er, teach me the secret techniques of martial arts attacks!"

Zhao Yun took Long Yuan and Zi Xiao away and looked at Moon God with a smile.

Luna didn't respond.

In other words, she was still nourishing her soul body and had no time to talk to Zhao Yun.

"You have also transformed."

Zhao Yun's eyes sparkled, and he could see that the Moon God was changing.

This is a good sign.

They are grasshoppers on a rope. When the moon god becomes powerful, it will be of no harm to him. Maybe, he will be able to revive his supernatural power. If he is not careful, he can soar into the sky.

Without further ado, he turned around and went down the mountain.

However, as soon as he took a step, he felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if he had been hit by a drill. The pain penetrated to his bones. He was really injured, and blood was already flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Well....!

Before he could react, he felt a stinging pain between his eyebrows, as if he had been pricked by a needle.

"How could this be?"

Zhao Yun didn't stand firm for a step, half-kneeling on the ground, coughing blood continuously. In these three or two seconds, his limbs, bones, internal organs, and meridians all felt severe pain, like burning flames, like being struck by lightning, like He was stabbed again and again with a steel needle. The strange thing was that there was no one around!

This pain comes for no reason.

"The art of hating victory."

Luna said calmly, already opening her eyes and knowing what the problem was.

The art of hating victory?

Zhao Yun gritted his teeth and roared. He had heard of this spell before. It was also a type of witchcraft. It was extremely evil and a good witchcraft of evil people.

This method is not difficult to understand.

It's nothing more than making a small puppet, writing the person's name, and then carving the person's birth date, and supplementing it with a spell, you can hurt the person, use needles, burn with fire, or chop with a knife, it all depends on the person who performs the magic. Show, few people know.

I heard from the elders that this witchcraft has been lost long ago.

He had only heard of it.

This is the first time I see him tonight, and he is still the one being cheated on.

Well....!

The injury came again, and the pain all over his body was unbearable, as if there were countless worms gnawing at his flesh and bones. The pain made his whole body tremble, and the pain was even worse.

"who is it."

Zhao Yun snorted coldly, his eyes bloodshot and scarlet.

"Southeast." Luna reminded.

Whoosh!

When Zhao Yun heard this, he jumped down the mountain like a black shadow. He endured the severe pain and ran through the forest. He really wanted to see who was plotting against him.

Find them out and we will fight to the death.

At night, the darkness of the mountains and forests, and the cool wind, made it much more eerie.

During this period, Zhao Yun kept coughing up blood.

The caster must have hated him so much that he wanted to torture him to death. In just a short time, he had used many cruel methods. Most of the puppets in his hands had been poked. It was devastated.

At some point, he suddenly stopped.

Not far away, there is a cave, and the so-called magician is inside.

Here, the little spirit bead has shone brightly.

Zhao Yun used his martial soul to sense, and could smell the breath of martial arts, which seemed to be looming. He must be a mage practicing witchcraft, at the peak of the true spirit. Most of the witchcraft had not been mastered, and he had not been killed so far.

Then there's the distance.

Those who have mastered the art of hating victory can kill people thousands of miles away without being able to see it. This Taoxing is just a little less advanced. He needs to be within a certain range before he can use the art of hating victory.

If not, he wouldn't have been so easy to find.

"get out."

Zhao Yun shouted violently and used his soul to control the sword. The purple sky shot into the cave like a purple light.

pound!

The sound of metal collision came from the hole, which was clear and sweet.

"Good boy."

Then a faint laughter sounded, the tone was hoarse and old.

Zhao Yun looked and saw that the man came out of the cave.

He was a hunchbacked old man, skinny and skinny, and he was leaning on a crutch. There was a fist-sized skull hanging on the crutch, which looked scary.

It is indeed the art of hating victory.

Look at the old man holding a small puppet in his hand. The puppet represents Zhao Yun. Zhao Yun's name and birth date are also engraved on it.

"Never seen it."

Zhao Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, making sure he didn't recognize that guy.

"It's not easy for you to find me." The corners of the hunchbacked old man's mouth were slightly raised, like a ghost crawling out of hell, with a green light in his eyes.

"Who sent you here?" Zhao Yun said coldly.

"A fierce ghost seduces the soul, and impermanence demands life."

Before the hunchbacked old man could speak, he heard Jie Jie's laughter, and then there was the sound of iron chains clattering, like two snakes flying out of the darkness. Strange runes were engraved on the iron chains, clattering. Sound can confuse people's minds.

"There are still people."

Zhao Yun narrowed his eyes slightly and flew away. The iron chain that flew around was not an ordinary iron chain. Once it was locked, the true energy would be devoured. The sound was confusing, and most of it was aimed at the spirit and martial soul. .

Being able to avoid the perception of the Little Lingzhu and his martial soul, the other party definitely has a concealing secret treasure on his body. This was obviously planned in advance. This was a premeditated assassination.

During this period, he glanced at Luna.

Luna seemed to be fine. It seemed that she had known about it before, but she just didn't remind him.

He was used to this scene.

As long as he is within the range of his response, the moon god will not remind him. If he comes to the Ksitigarbha realm, then the woman will be more active than anyone else.

Zheng!

Before Zhao Yun landed, he heard the sound of swords again. In the darkness, a slender and black sword thrust out. The tip of the sword was glowing with cold light, and it was a killing sword.

"You really think highly of me."

Zhao Yun snorted coldly and tried to dodge.

Certainly!

There was another light scolding, and someone was still in the dark, casting a restraining spell.

open!

Zhao Yun's true energy surged, forcibly breaking through the immobilizing spell. At this moment, the killing sword had arrived, only two or three inches away from his eyebrows. Before he was hit, the sword's power had already pierced his flesh and skin. If he was hit, he would be killed on the spot. Killed.

roll!

In the midst of the lightning and flint, he shouted loudly and used the secret sound wave technique of dragon roar and tiger roar. The loud roar of the dragon was very domineering. The main reason was that his spirit transformed into a martial spirit. This method can also be regarded as a martial spirit attack. The secret book, the roar was so powerful that a piece of vegetation fell over on the spot, and the roar caused it to break and fly.

Well...!

There was a muffled sound in the dark, and he was about to pierce it with his sword, but because of Zhao Yun's voice, he was knocked back on the spot and forced out of his true body.

He was a young man in blood-clothed clothes. He received a roar from a dragon and a tiger. He didn't feel very good. He staggered before regaining his balance. His mind was buzzing, and there was blood dripping from the corners of his mouth. He was an assassin, and he wanted it. He was a one-hit kill, not good at melee combat, and had high attack and low defense, so he was injured.

"What a powerful sonic secret technique."

The blood-clothed young man sneered. It's not that he has never been attacked by sonic waves, but in the realm of true spirit, Zhao Yun is definitely the first to be able to use such power. His spiritual level must be quite high. Even if he is at the peak of his true spirit, he is still dizzy from the roar. .

"He is really a difficult master."

Two others also showed up.

It's true that the evil ghost seduces the soul and impermanence kills. It's really just one white and one black. It's not an exaggeration to call it black and white and impermanent. No matter what Zhao Yun's state of mind, when he saw these two people, he couldn't help but feel the cool breeze behind him. Their The appearance was so eerie that he unconsciously thought that those two people were really impermanent people from the underworld, and the person who died would run to the house of the person who died.

Don't worry, there is a fifth person.

She was an old woman, also using a cane. She was the one who cast the immobilizing spell just now. She was a master of support. Because of her, Zhao Yun was almost killed with a single sword strike.

"From Rashomon?"

Zhao Yun said lightly, mainly because of the Immobilizing Curse. He was assassinated by Rashomon last time and was also hit by the Immobilizing Curse. It happened again this time. It was probably not a coincidence. Looking at these five people, they all had it in their respective fields. Obviously It is an assassination team of five people. The lineup is much larger than last time. Everyone is at the peak of his true spirit, especially Bai Wuchang, who has already half-stepped into the Xuanyang realm.

"Boy, you know a lot!"

The hunchbacked old man smiled sinisterly, thinking that Zhao Yun could not escape, so he did not hide it. A dead man would not go out and talk nonsense. Five against one, there is no reason why the one-armed Zhao Yun cannot be killed.

"With such a lineup, please spend a lot of money!"

Zhao Yun smiled and said, it would be good if he could find out the mastermind behind it. If he knew who was plotting against him, it would be easier.

"Who did you offend? You don't know?" Hei Wuchang smiled coldly.

"I pissed off a lot of people."

Zhao Yun said lightly, any hostile clan could do it.

Taking people's money will help them eliminate disasters.

This is what Rashomon does. As long as there is enough money, the emperor of Daxia dares to assassinate him. This shows how crazy this killer organization is.

"Stop talking nonsense and kill."

The hunchbacked old man said calmly that he should be the leader of this group of killers.

As soon as he finished speaking, he took the steel needle and inserted it hard into the little puppet's eyebrow.

Well...!

Zhao Yun groaned, and suddenly he felt his eyebrows being stabbed like iron drills.

Zheng!

The young man in blood-clothed sword instantly drew out his sword and pierced the rainbow.

Zhao Yun flashed like the wind and dodged easily. He saw black and white impermanence, one to the left and one to the right. The iron chains in his hands were like snakes, winding towards him.

Zhao Yun wanted to hide, but the old woman's immobilizing spell came again.

At this moment, the iron chain came and locked his right hand and left foot. As he expected, he had the uncanny ability to swallow the true essence. Moreover, being locked by the iron chain, his mind was still in a trance. It was indeed aimed at the spirit, thanks to him The spirit transformed into a martial spirit, otherwise, this blow would be enough to drink a pot.

"it's over."

Black and White Wuchang smiled quietly, holding on to the iron chain, trying to tear Zhao Yun in half.

"By you?"

Zhao Yun sneered and used his soul to control the sword. Long Yuan and Zi Xiao came out at the same time. Zi Xiao cut off the iron chain, and Long Yuan smashed at Hei Wuchang. The sword was too heavy and made the air buzz.

"You can still wield a sword without making a seal?"

Hei Wuchang was surprised, Zhao Yun's right hand was locked, and he didn't see him making any hand gestures. How could these two swords attack on their own?

Without thinking much, he ran away on the spot. He was an auxiliary. He could hit but couldn't resist. Look at how fierce the sword was. If it hit him, he would be paralyzed.

Zheng!

The Zixiao sword reversed and cut off Bai Wuchang's iron chain.

"Certainly."

"Definitely your sister."

The old woman cast the restraining spell again.

Unfortunately, it doesn't work very well.

The moment before he settled down, Zhao Yun used the Wind God Step to avoid it, and his whole body was covered with protective essence.

In this case, the immobilization spell is ineffective.