Eternal gate

kill!

The moment the hail stopped, all the Tang cavalry charged.

No one resisted, and the enemy's camp was almost in ruins.

On the muddy ground, there were corpses scattered everywhere. Some were killed by hailstones, some were trampled to pieces by war horses, and some were still breathing. Most of them were swaying, and many of them collapsed on the ground. Well, they were in a depressed mood. They were afraid that they were the only ones who could move. They did not die on the battlefield, but were hit by ice lumps and became paralyzed.

No fighting ability.

This is the situation of the rebels today.

When the cavalry of the Tang Dynasty charged past, the screams and wails became a wave again.

That was not a war, but a unilateral massacre. Even if the Tang army only had 30,000 soldiers, it would still be invincible.

"Old dog, take your life."

The commander of the imperial forest shouted loudly, galloping his horse straight towards the retreating King of Wei.

Behind him, 30,000 armored cavalry followed, with a majestic aura.

"Stop it, stop it for me."

On the chariot, King Wei stumbled and stood up, hissing loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the embarrassed rebels arranging their troops in a vast plain.

However, they were iron-framed cavalry, the best of the best. How could the infantry's temporary formation be able to block them? They only encountered each other and were smashed to pieces.

Naturally, the rebels also had cavalry.

However, of their cavalry, only soldiers were left.

As for the war horses, they were frightened by the hail and no longer knew where they were going.

"Kill with me."

Marshal Canglong shouted like thunder, holding a beheading sword in his hand, and he was unparalleled in bravery.

With the commander like this, the soldiers behind him were not afraid of fighting. Each one of them was like a mad army, charging and killing all the way, and stunned hundreds of thousands of troops, making everyone fall on their backs.

It’s not over yet.

The Tang army came not only with armored cavalry, but also with bird mounts.

Their equipment is still excellent, each holding a powerful crossbow, soaring in the sky, and calling names one by one.

"Damn it."

King Wei couldn't stand firm for half a step and took a step back.

In the past, when he faced the emperor head-on, he showed no fear at all.

This time, after being charged by the Tang army, he was in a state of confusion and felt an unprecedented sense of frustration.

"King, retreat quickly."

His guards dragged him out of the chariot again.

No matter how reluctant he was, King Wei still retreated, running away in panic like a bereaved dog.

It didn't matter if he escaped, the rebels discarded their armor and were defeated across the board like an ebbing tide.

The mentality of soldiers is different from that of princes. Most of them are superstitious. They have all the advantages and their troops are absolutely suppressed. In just one battle, they can break through Wuzhou and directly attack the capital of the Tang Dynasty.

Unfortunately, hail came at this juncture.

They don't think it's a coincidence.

It was King Wei who acted against heaven and was punished by God.

Once you have this idea, it will never happen

Packed up.

God can't stand it anymore, who knows if there will be hail falling down.

"Warriors, charge!"

Marshal Yan Ling gave a sonorous drink and took the lead, staring at the King of Wei, pursuing him to the death.

No need for his encouragement, the Tang army was also fighting with blood boiling, waving their sabers all the way, killing the rebels who were unable to stand.

The words are divided into two parts.

Here, Zhao Yun and Yun Lan have entered a valley.

The hail was so severe that the chariot they captured was smashed into pieces.

And the war horse, whether tired or injured, fell down with a plop.

"Fortunately."

At this point, Yun Lan jumped out of the carriage, looking miserable.

She was also injured, and was often hit by hailstones while protecting Zhao Yun.

Speaking of Mr. Zhao, he was more seriously injured than her, and his injuries were inexplicable.

There was no blood on his body, but his energy and blood were completely exhausted, and his pale face was covered with sickness.

"God's damnation."

He murmured and stared quietly into nothingness. His eyes were not only cloudy, but also dim.

God's damnation was his realization.

In the past, he prayed for rain on behalf of his teacher to save people, but he suffered a disaster.

Today, it is still a reckless change of the atmosphere, but it is a mass killing. God can't punish it.

"Zi Long."

Yun Lan stepped forward and poured internal energy into his body.

By the way, she also grabbed Zhao Yun's wrist and felt his pulse.

After checking, she couldn't help but frown slightly. What kind of freak is this kid? How did he get a strange disease? Yes, it is a strange disease. There is no injury obviously, but his body is like a flower that is about to wither. , it was deathly silent, and the internal energy was still gradually disappearing.

"It doesn't matter."

Zhao Yun was leaning on the carriage, feeling weak and with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Since it was a divine punishment, it could not be reversed by human power. It was his way, and he would have to bear any punishment God sent down.

"who?"

Yun Lan gave a light scolding, turned around, and drew her sword.

As she looked, a blurry figure slowly walked out of the darkness.

"The Holy Mother of Yin Ling." Yun Lan recognized it instantly when she saw it.

"There is one more person." Zhao Yun climbed up with difficulty and looked behind the Yinling Holy Mother.

It is the soul of the wordless tablet, covered in a black robe, like a ghost in the night, eerie and eerie.

Because of him, a cold wind blew across the valley.

Even with Yun Lan's background, she couldn't help but shudder.

"In this world, there are crouching tigers and hidden dragons."

Yun Lan murmured the same words again.

She is not afraid of the Yinling Holy Mother, but is afraid of this man in black robe, who will bring her danger.

The dangerous aura is even worse than the demonized Zhao Zilong in the past. It is difficult to predict how powerful his skills will be.

"Junior, we meet again."

The soul of the wordless stele slowly calmed down, ignoring Yun Lan, and only looked at Zhao Yun with a faint smile.

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Yundun narrowed his eyes slightly and finally recognized who it was.

That night, after he killed the old sword master, there was a strange black shadow wandering in the darkness. He chased it for most of the night but failed to catch up. That person was obviously the person opposite him.

"Who are you?" Zhao Yun forced his body to stand still.

"The name is just a mark." The wordless tablet soul's words were as enigmatic as ever.

What was different from before was that when he looked at Zhao Yun, his eyes were full of fiery light.

That is greed and coveting. This person's body is his most perfect skin.

"Mysterious."

Yun Lan gave a cold scolding and immediately took action, piercing Changhong with a sword.

The wordless tablet soul was very casual. He raised his hand casually, stretched out two fingers casually, and clamped the tip of the sword impartially. With only a slight flick, it knocked Yun Lan over.

"So strong?"

Yun Lan was shocked and shocked beyond measure.

Although she was not as good as her senior brothers, she was still considered a top expert. She struck with all her strength, but was easily deflected by this person. It would not be an exaggeration to say that she was completely defeated in one move.

Also shocked was Zhao Yun.

Even if he becomes a demon, he doesn't have such terrifying power.

Even if he was transformed into a demon, he would not be able to defeat Yun Lan so easily.

"Come, merge with me." The soul of the wordless monument smiled faintly, and the soles of its feet lifted off the ground. Like a ghost, it floated toward Zhao Yun, its eyes flashing with a sinister light, dyed with a touch of blood.

Seeing this, Yun Lan hurriedly stepped forward.

At the same moment, the Yinling Holy Mother also moved and stopped it.

"Get lost." Yun Lan said coldly, swung his sword and released a burst of sword energy.

In the past, the Yin Ling Holy Mother would definitely have spoken back, or at worst, would have ridiculed him.

But tonight, she was taciturn, didn't say a word, and started attacking on the spot.

pound!

Sonorous!

The battle between the two began in an instant, and the flames of the swords flashed frequently.

Yun Lan lost to the Yin Ling Holy Mother. To be precise, she had no intention of fighting and just wanted to save Zhao Zilong. Unfortunately, the Yin Ling Holy Mother did not give her a chance and stopped her time and time again.

"Walk."

Seeing the soul of the wordless tablet floating towards him, Zhao Yun shouted to Yun Lan.

He didn't want to drag down his comrades. He was too weak. Not to mention fighting, it was difficult to even stand firm. Rather than being wiped out, it would be better to have an escape.

"You, you can't leave."

The soul of the wordless tablet had arrived, and he raised his hand again, with his fingers spread out towards Zhao Yun.

Immediately, there was a terrible suction force that pulled Zhao Yun into the air.

Uh-huh!

\u003e At the critical moment, a loud shout echoed through the mountains and forests.

Before he finished speaking, he saw a gust of wind and a figure flashed over.

After taking a closer look, he found it was the number one son in the clouds. He found him by smelling the scent.

As expected of the boss of the Yun Zhong lineage, his attack was a big move, even though he had the foundation of the wordless tablet soul, he was forced to retreat. When he stood firm, Zhao Yun had landed safely.

"Another one who dislikes his longevity." The soul of the wordless tablet was not angry at all, but smiled playfully.

"What a loud tone." There was another loud shout, and the other five members of Yunzhong's lineage also came to kill them one after another, blocking the wordless tablet soul in the middle.

There is strength in numbers, so we should be confident.

However, everyone, including the First Son in Yun Zhong, looked at the wordless tablet soul with fear in their eyes.

Apart from being fearful, they were also puzzled.

Where did this person come from? He is truly unfathomable.

While talking, another person arrived.

This time, it was Li Zhaoyang, wearing armor and carrying a killing sword.

"So strong." This was the shock in her heart after seeing the soul of the wordless tablet.

"Take him away." The First Son of Yunzhong said.

Li Zhaoyang didn't talk nonsense and immediately helped Zhao Yun up.

A showdown between top experts was obviously not something she could participate in.

"Walk?"

The soul of the wordless stele sneered, stepped past the second son in the cloud, and killed Li Zhaoyang.

"Where to go." The third son of Yunzhong snorted coldly, and blocked it back with a palm from the air.

At the same moment, the other disciples in the cloud also attacked one after another, trying their best to contain the soul of the wordless tablet.

"Seniors, be careful."

Li Zhaoyang left a message and escaped from the forest with the weak Zhao Yun.

Fortunately, she didn't know that the soul of the wordless tablet was her father-killing enemy, otherwise, he would definitely stay and fight for his life.

boom!

boom!

She left, but there was a roar behind her, including the sonorous sound of iron objects hitting each other.

No need to look, to know that several seniors from the Yunzhong lineage were at war with the strange black-robed man.

She didn't know how the battle would turn out, but she only knew that this battle would be tragic.

"Quick, call for help." Zhao Yun's voice was hoarse and weak.

The man in black robe is very strong, even stronger than the demonized version of him.

The Seven Sons in the Cloud and the Seven Evils of Heaven are equally powerful.

In the past, the Seven Heavenly Evils that he could kill were defeated.

Tonight, the men in black robes will definitely be able to kill the Seventh Son of Yun Zhong, causing heavy casualties.

"clear."

Li Zhaoyang took a bamboo tube while running away with Zhao Yun on his back.

When the fuse was pulled open, a bunch of fireworks were seen shooting away into the night.

"The princess is in trouble."

On the Wuzhou city wall, many powerful experts raised their heads.

They were originally defending the city. Seeing this situation, they jumped off the city wall one after another.