Eternal gate

The night in Qishan is stained with blood.

This dark world is a battlefield exclusive to Jianghu.

I don't know how many martial arts masters were involved in it, including many sects, and many reclusive people were involved in this turmoil. They were all like the enemy who killed their father, and they would not give up until the other party was killed.

"interesting."

There are spectators in this melee.

Look, there are strange mountains and dust flying in all directions.

After taking a closer look, I realized that there were densely packed black figures, numbering in the tens of thousands.

It's an army, and the leader is King Xiao Yang, who was defeated by Zhao Yun.

He is the owner of a chicken thief, and he comes here to pick up leaks.

In other words, this was a premeditated plan to kill all the masters from the Tang Dynasty.

"Surround the strange mountains for me."

King Xiao Yang shouted loudly and pointed at the mountains and forests with his sword.

Under the order, the troops were organized in an orderly manner, and then surged past like a tidal wave.

However, it was only a siege, he did not order an attack.

It's rare that so many martial arts seniors gather here, why don't they let them have a good time?

As the saying goes, when the snipe and the clam compete, the fisherman gets the benefit.

And he is the fisherman.

"Zhao Zilong, you can't escape tonight."

King Xiao Yang smiled ferociously, as if he could see Zhao Yun in the valley through the dark night.

He is also a grudge-bearing person, and he will hold a grudge in his heart when he loses that day.

This time, he will definitely capture the civil and military champion alive, and he will cut him alive with one knife.

"My young prince, the old sword master is still inside."

Seeing King Xiao Yang standing ready, a middle-aged man in black robe looked sideways.

"Master practices magical skills and has strong internal strength, so there is no problem." Little Yang Wang smiled.

The middle-aged man in black robe wanted to say more, but when he arrived, he was silent.

He knew the nature of King Xiao Yang best, but now the army was pressing down on the formation, but they only besieged but not attacked, obviously waiting for both sides to suffer losses.

He has reason to believe that this guy will take away his allies together.

After all, it is extremely difficult for martial arts masters to control even one faction.

"Old sword master, you have gained a good disciple!"

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The middle-aged man in black robe murmured, and from time to time, he would glance at Little King Yang.

If the old sword master was ruthless and ruthless, then this one, compared to him, was better than his master.

What kind of master will bring out what kind of disciple, it is true.

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"quick."

The vast land under the moon is not peaceful.

Looking down from the sky, there is another dark figure.

It's still an army, rushing from the capital to Qishan.

Look, the person leading the army is none other than Li Zhaoyang. Dressed in a battle uniform, she looks like a female general, galloping forward on horseback, and she is not inferior to men.

"Well done, little Yang Wang."

Along with him, there was a white-haired middle-aged man who was cursing all the way.

When the three major princes rebelled, they all pressed forward with powerful troops, and the war was full of smoke.

At this juncture, King Xiao Yang would take advantage of the loopholes. If the intelligence was correct, tens of thousands of troops would have surrounded Qishan.

This is not good news.

No matter how strong the martial arts master is, he cannot be stronger than the army.

If that guy really went crazy, no one would come out of Qishan alive.

"I hope I can catch up."

The white-haired middle-aged man took a deep breath and shook his riding crop hard.

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puff!

Reflecting the starlight, a dazzling bloody light suddenly appeared in the valley.

It was Zhao Yun who was bleeding and received a sword from the masked woman, and his arm was almost chopped off.

He was miserable, and the other party was not much better.

In terms of skill, the two were equally matched and fought equally.

The one who was secretly delighted was the old sword master, hiding in the dark, staring at the two of them like a poisonous snake ready to strike.

Zhao Zilong is a baby, and so is the masked woman.

If the battle between the two was defeated, he wouldn't mind fighting out to reap the rewards.

Thinking like this

, he took out a small pill from his arms and stuffed it into his mouth.

That is the antidote, the antidote to the miasma.

Yes, miasma is poisonous, and it is a rare poison in the world.

The poisoner was not him, but the masked woman. She had planted this miasma, using a kind of evil magic. Once the poison invaded the body, the consequences would not be too good. Even Zhao Zilong would never be able to bear it. live.

"poisonous."

Zhao Yun's mouth was bleeding, and his brows were slightly wrinkled.

He was careless, thinking that the miasma was natural.

After a struggle, he realized that there was a hidden secret. He had breathed too much miasma, and the poison in it had penetrated into his internal organs, and he could not suppress it. If he had not been powerful, he would probably have collapsed. ??

"What a plan."

Zhao Yun snorted coldly and flew back.

It's not that he's scared, it's that this weird valley is not suitable for a battlefield.

Certainly!

The masked woman didn't chase him, she just scolded him lightly.

As she finished speaking, another layer of chaotic mist was added to the already hazy valley.

Don't underestimate the fog, it can obscure your vision.

If you can't see the way ahead clearly, you will get lost while walking.

Like Zhao Yun, his speed is not slow, but he goes round and round and back to the same place.

"The Lost Array."

Zhao Yun took a step to steady himself and looked around.

Everything you see is blurry.

He knew that this was an ancient magic.

It's a pity that he doesn't understand it and doesn't know how to solve it.

Zheng!

The sound of the sword roared loudly, and the masked woman emerged from the darkness like a ghost.

Not only is she powerful, she is also like a thunderbolt, and she can kill with her sword.

"Who are you?"

Zhao Yun said calmly, then flew back and slashed out dozens of sword energy.

The masked woman was forced to retreat, but a strange light flashed in her clear eyes.

As the strange light flickered, she became a little weird.

Where is the weirdness? Out of breath

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The breath, coupled with the cover of fog and miasma, made it extremely difficult for Zhao Yun to find its location even with Zhao Yun's perception.

Whoosh!

Without thinking much, he stepped on a rock and flew up into the sky.

Since he can't find a way, he will fly into the sky. As long as he flies high enough, he can escape from this place.

"Where to go."

There was a sneer in the air.

Then, arrows filled the sky, pouring down like rain.

"How many people are here?"

Zhao Yun waved his sword to block, but was still blocked back to the valley.

Before he could stand firm, the masked woman arrived and pierced Changhong with her sword, almost killing him.

"You are indeed difficult to deal with."

The masked woman opened her lips slightly and walked forward step by step.

She no longer hid, there was no need to hide anymore, because her opponent was already poisoned, and a few more rounds would definitely hit her heart.

"What a weird poison."

The blood flowing from the corners of Zhao Yun's mouth had turned black.

Fortunately, his ice and fire were strong enough to protect his heart.

In a brief moment, the masked woman had already arrived to kill him.

"Come."

Zhao Yun's eyes were as bright as a torch, suppressing the poison while fighting fiercely with it.

If he is strong enough, he may not be unable to defeat his opponent. As long as he is defeated, the miasma will be broken.

puff!

Sonorous!

In the hazy fog, there was more blood and the sound of collision of iron tools.

Zhao Yun is also like a ferocious beast, getting stronger as he fights.

As for the masked woman, the more she fought, the more surprised she became. There was a light of depression in her demonic eyes. The right time, place, and people, she almost took advantage of him, but she still couldn't win against him.

"Good journey."

She was fierce and used all her skills, and her sword was like a startling light.

Zhao Yun is not a coward, he attacks the wind with a sword.

Perhaps his sword energy was too strong. Before the two swords collided, the woman's mask was pierced and broken into pieces, revealing her face.

Seeing this, Zhao Yun couldn't help but be startled, "Xin Xin'er?"