Eternal gate

"Take your life."

Zhao Yun was rampaging all the way, his eyes red with blood.

No one can stop him, because most of the masters who can stop him are running towards Li Zhaoyang. As for ordinary soldiers, once the formation is messed up, they are like big watermelons that can be chopped down with a sword.

"Get out of the way."

King Xiao Yang also has a urinary nature and will advance instead of retreating.

He is not an ordinary soldier. He is the apprentice of the old sword master. He has learned the master's true teachings. Over many years, he has absorbed the skills of many masters, and now his foundation is extremely powerful.

His words are effective.

The Wuyangyang figures all made way tacitly.

King Xiao Yang, on the other hand, was holding a killing sword, with a ferocious face, and rushed towards him like a ferocious beast.

As the commander-in-chief, he didn't have to do it himself.

However, he is a vengeful master. He was defeated by Zhao Zilong in the past, and what he thought about day and night was to find a place to come back.

Tonight, it’s a perfect match for the occasion.

Destroy!

King Xiao Yang said nothing nonsense, raised his arms and swept out a burst of sword energy.

We haven't seen him for many days, and he has indeed become a lot stronger. Look at the sharpness of this sword, even the blood-stained gunpowder smoke is stabbed with sparks.

"Old Jian, you have taught a good disciple!"

Yun Lan, who was following Zhao Yun, was filled with surprise.

King Xiao Yang's skill was far superior to hers.

The scary thing is that the kid is only twenty years old, which is scary.

Buzz!

Zhao Yun had already waved the Qinghong Sword, blocking all the sword energy coming from him.

This blow caused blood to bleed from the corner of his mouth, and he even stepped back.

He was not defeated by King Xiao Yang, but he was really in poor condition. He fought the old sword master and the masked woman one after another, and his energy and blood had long been defeated. Coupled with internal injuries and blood poisoning, he could not even use 60% of his combat power.

"Weak, you are too weak."

Seeing Zhao Yun vomiting blood, Xiao Yang Wang laughed wildly, his eyes full of violence.

After many days, I was so angry that I was finally able to get back a fight.

boom!

Zhao Yun stabilized himself with one step, making the ground tremble.

He suppressed the blood poison by force

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, use the Hunyuan Qi Jue to its fullest extent.

Once again, ice and fire filled his body.

There is also the Dunjia Tianzi, which also manifested at this moment. Just like before, it arranged itself. Although it was not a shield, it was an absolute defense.

Whoosh!

Just when King Xiao Yang came to kill him, he was met with a sword.

Dunjia's defense was strong enough to withstand the blow.

what is this?

Seeing Dunjia's Xiao Yang Wang for the first time, his eyebrows were slightly raised.

The world is so big and full of wonders, and it’s really a great experience.

boom!

Zhao Yun's energy and blood surged, and a palm roared towards him.

Although his palm strength is not as high as the peak, he is still fierce and domineering.

King Xiao Yang had just stood firm when he felt a strong force of energy and took two steps back, groaning incessantly.

"very good."

He no longer hid it, and instantly changed his form.

He looks like a demon, and he also practices demonic skills, and his evil aura is surging.

"Retreat quickly."

Yun Lan chased after him, trying to pull Zhao Yun back.

Unfortunately, as soon as her front foot arrived, her back foot was blocked.

It's the old man in black next to King Yang. He is inconspicuous, but he is a top expert.

pound!

Sonorous!

Yun Lan was blocked, which did not prevent Zhao Yun and King Xiao Yang from starting a battle.

As the saying goes, ginger is spicy when old.

A fellow practitioner of magic skills, Xiao Yang Wang is almost as good as the old sword master.

It was precisely because he had not reached the level of cultivation that he was in such a miserable state that he was once beaten to the point where he could not stand firmly.

Zhao Yun was also in a miserable state, even miserable.

It is commendable that he can still use his current fighting power despite being injured and fighting hard.

"I will kill you."

Little Yang Wang's hair was disheveled and his howling was loud.

That's one thing that's bad about cultivating magic skills. The most taboo is getting angry. Once angry, the mind will be eroded by powerful power. The previous old sword master was in this situation.

In this way, it is full of flaws.

On the other hand, Zhao Yun was attacking powerfully all the way, and the terrible fighting mood seemed to have made him forget the pain, and he could only attack again and again.

puff!

ah!

When masters fight, soldiers suffer.

The two of them were too strong, and their residual power was like a surging aura, knocking over a number of figures, ranging from injuries to serious injuries to death.

Scenes like this were played out everywhere on the battlefield.

Martial arts masters join the battle, but ordinary people don't dare to move forward.

"Old Jian, come and fight."

From the other side, there was loud shouting.

He is a middle-aged man with white hair, always by Li Zhaoyang's side.

Now that I know what Mr. Jian is thinking, there is no reason not to fight tooth and nail.

Yes, just try your best.

He is self-aware, and in terms of background, he is far inferior to the old sword master.

Not to mention, there were a bunch of masters who followed the old sword master.

"roll."

The old sword master took the lead and was the first to kill, pushing horizontally with his palm.

The white-haired middle-aged man was bleeding, and his limbs and bones were in severe pain from the shock.

Fortunately, he is not alone, and there are experts around him to help him.

The two sides met head-on, no one spared a hand, and the one who did it was bloody.

kill!

war!

Soldiers against soldiers, against generals.

This dark world was filled with shouts of killing.

Human lives were at a loss, the rebels suffered heavy casualties, and the Imperial City Army was no better.

After all, if the strength of the army is at stake, there will always be those who die in battle due to exhaustion.

"Die!"

The one who howled the loudest had to be King Xiao Yang.

After using the magic power, he fell into madness, like a madman who kills without blinking an eye. Not to mention the Imperial City Army, even his own soldiers were stunned when they saw it.

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He gasped, fearing that his master might miss his aim and chop them into pieces.

Uh-huh!

Zhao Yun stepped on the seven-star step and avoided King Xiao Yang's decisive attack.

It was also at this moment that he summoned up enough energy and touched it with the powerful Vajra Palm.

puff!

This slap made King Yang feel so uncomfortable that he coughed up blood.

The magic power is powerful, but it is full of flaws. In addition, he is in a state of mind after losing the battle, so his combat power is naturally greatly reduced.

Also vomiting blood was Zhao Yun.

Injuring the enemy by one thousand and damaging yourself by eight hundred is his current style of play.

Don't use force rashly. In addition to hurting the enemy, you are also hurting yourself.

The terrible blood poison has been accompanying him time and time again, and there are signs of counterattack. Even though he has strange power in his body, he can't stand it anymore.

kill!

King Xiao Yang roared, increasing his power again, and the evil energy rolled around.

When the rebel soldiers saw this, they retreated collectively, with a lot of fear in their eyes, because the master's current form was so scary, not only like a madman, but also like a creature crawling out of the eighteenth level of hell. Evil ghost.

Well!

Zhao Yun was groaning and running his mind like crazy.

He is also boosting his energy, but he is overdrawing his life.

Although the price was tragic, this path did buy him strength.

crazy.

Both went crazy.

So much so that no one dared to set foot on their battlefield.

Even though he was a martial arts master, he was frightened.

And this fright was more towards Zhao Yun.

Especially Yun Lan, she was closer and knew Zhao Yun's condition best. That boy was really incredible. He was so seriously injured and had blood poison, but he could still use such domineering fighting power.

Zheng!

There was another harsh sword sound, and a flash of blood suddenly appeared.

King Xiao Yang was defeated and was pierced through the shoulder by Zhao Yun with his sword.

With just this sword, the devil-cultivating Xiao Wang completely broke through his defenses. Not only was his body stained with blood, but his state of mind was also pushed into a low point.