Fantasy: Prince Peerless, Conquer the Heavens!

Chapter 48 The power of Zhao Yun

After breaking through Duan Wanjiang's fire dragon, the power of the silver spear remained unabated. The silver dragon roared continuously and fell into the Holy Fire Cult army, creating a hundred-foot-deep pit.

boom!

The ferocious power is like the angry attack of gods and demons.

All the Holy Fire priests in this area exploded into blood mist, leaving no bones left.

"Gulu!"

The Holy Fire priests around them couldn't help but swallow their saliva when they saw the blood mist flying, and looked at each other with panic, fear, and cowering in their eyes.

"Who are you?"

Duan Wanjiang was startled when he found someone blocking his attack. He stared at the white-robed young man on horseback and asked in a deep voice.

In the Great Qin Empire, there are actually people who have reached the Saint Realm?

But why is the information not displayed?

Zhao Yun ignored Duan Wanjiang's inquiry, walked straight to Qin Wudao, got off his horse, knelt down on one knee in the horrified eyes of everyone, and saluted respectfully: "My subordinate came to rescue late, please punish me, Lord!"

Duan Wanjiang was stunned.

The Holy Fire Priests were stunned.

Even the soldiers of the Qin Empire were stunned.

This is a powerful man who has entered the Saint Realm. No matter in the Eastern Ancient Territory, the Heavenly Fire Territory, or several Dao Domains around him, he is the existence of the ceiling, and he is extremely noble!

But now, a powerful man who has reached the holy realm actually salutes Qin Wudao, and kneels down with the highest etiquette.

This is the etiquette performed by the younger generation to the elders, the ministers to the king, and the servants to their masters!

"General Zilong, please get up quickly!"

Qin Wudao was also a little surprised and hurriedly helped Zhao Yun up. He was extremely excited in his heart. In his previous life, his favorite ancient figure included Zhao Yun.

I once remembered that Zhao Zilong on the Changban slope was single-handed!

I still remember that Zhao Zilong in history was victorious in every battle and full of courage!

I also remember that the legendary Zhao Zilong was transformed from the Kunlun Mountains, and his divine power showed in the world!

"Thank you, lord!"

Zhao Yun stood up and stretched out his right hand. The bright silver spear in the distance turned into a silver dragon and returned to his hand. The majestic wind blew, and the white cloak swayed, filling the air with energy.

Like a dragon ascending, a vast aura spread from his body.

The bright silver gun shook slightly and emitted dragon roars one after another. These were excited screams, bloodthirsty screams, and screams that frightened the enemy.

"My lord, wait until I behead the enemy and then we can reminisce about old times!"

After Zhao Yun finished saying these words, he mounted his war horse and suddenly jumped into the sky. Countless gun shadows appeared, covering the sky and the sun, turning the sky into a world of gun energy.

Just like when Qin Wudao used his sword, on the battlefield at this time, all the war spears had lost their edge, and all the warriors who used the war spears had lost their belief in fighting.

"Gun Intent!"

Duan Wanjiang's eyes widened and he felt like he was going crazy. First, Qin Wudao understood the sword intention, and now a white-robed general appeared using the spear intention.

For hundreds of thousands of years, no one in the surrounding Dao realms has understood the meaning of the spear!

When did artistic conception become visible everywhere?

"The Great Qin Empire is too threatening and must be destroyed!"

Duan Wanjiang took a deep breath, his eyes filled with murderous intent. The Great Qin Empire was growing so fast that it might not take long before it would become a terrifying force comparable to the Wuchang Mansion.

For the safety and inheritance of the Holy Fire Sect, the Great Qin Empire must be destroyed!

Qin will die if he has no way!

The white-robed general must die too!

"The gun is like thunder!"

Zhao Yun shouted loudly, revealing endless killing intent, shaking the universe, and countless gun shadows gathered on the tip of the gun, blooming with bright light, shattering the void.

In an instant, millions of people across the entire battlefield felt tremendous pressure.

"Tianlong Demonic Flame, condense!"

Duan Wanjiang's fingers transformed, and the 'Tianlong Demonic Flame' temporarily placed in Duan Yonghui's body broke through the air, forming a hundred-foot-long black dragon, hovering ferociously high in the sky, with the demonic flames billowing.

In his hands, the power of the 'Tianlong Demonic Flame' was fully unleashed. It was dozens of times stronger than Duan Yonghui's, and the temperature generated could already change the surrounding weather.

The dark clouds have evaporated, the rain has stopped, and the wind has stopped blowing!

"roar!"

The 'Tianlong Demonic Flame' roared, and the dragon's mouth opened wide, ready to swallow Zhao Yun in one gulp.

"break!"

Zhao Yun's expression remained unchanged, and he did what ordinary people could not do. Instead of flinching, he took the initiative to rush into the dragon's mouth and disappeared in the black fire.

This made Qin Wudao, who was watching the battle, sweat, as expected of Zhao Zilong who was full of courage.

"Seek death!"

Duan Wanjiang sneered again and again, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. With Zhao Yun's cultivation and spear intent, it would be difficult for him to win even if he used the 'Dragon Demonic Flame'.

But now.

He was certain that Zhao Yun was already a corpse. To be precise, it had been reduced to ashes.

Boom boom~

The suspended 'Dragon Demonic Flame' continued to burn blazingly without any signs of weakening, which made Duan Wanjiang frown slightly. Is he not dead yet?

As soon as this question arose in his mind, he felt a dazzling light fly out from the 'Dragon Demonic Flame', which continued to enlarge in his eyeballs, and then he felt severe pain in his chest.

"This is impossible!"

He looked down with difficulty and found that his heart had been shattered by the gun aura. The remaining gun aura was preventing the aura from healing itself, and his vitality was rapidly passing away.

boom!

There was another loud noise, and the 'Tianlong Demon Flame' was shattered by the gun's will, turning into a black flame, beating in the void. Originally, after being shattered, it was going to return to the owner's body, but now Duan Wanjiang's

The heart was shattered, and the connection between the two became extremely weak.

Most of the treasures of heaven and earth are identified through essence and blood, and the heart is the source of essence and blood. Once damaged and unable to recover in time, such a situation will occur.

Zhao Yun's slender figure appeared in front of everyone, riding a white horse with a little burn on his body. His chic posture and handsome face completely fit the image of Prince Charming in the girl's mind.

He looked at Duan Wanjiang quietly with an indifferent expression.

This look was like the gaze of death.

"puff……"

Duan Wanjiang spat out a mouthful of blood again, his pupils dilated, lost his divine light, his face turned ashen, and fell from the sky.

The world is silent!

All the Holy Fire priests stared blankly at the fallen Pope, their hearts trembling. In the Holy Fire Cult, which is a church system, the Pope is their heaven, the God in their hearts, and the faith in their hearts.

The advantage of this system is that it can mobilize the strongest force, and with the support of faith, the combat effectiveness can be doubled. However, the disadvantage is also very clear. Once the Pope is defeated, faith will collapse and ordinary soldiers will lose their desire to fight.

"My emperor, please don't let anything happen to you!"

A holy fire priest knelt on the ground, like a devout believer, praying to God, hoping that a miracle would come.

But reality is not a myth. Even if there are gods, they are noble and will not sympathize with weak existences.

His prayers had no effect at all!

Their wise pope failed to stand up again and fell forever.

Not far away, the ancestors of the Holy Fire Sect who were at war with Emperor Qin also stopped fighting and looked shocked. The Pope is actually dead?

Who is this white-robed general?

They were fighting fiercely before and didn't notice when Zhao Yun came.

"The insidious Great Qin actually hid strong men to sneak attack on our emperor!"

An ancestor of the Sky Fire Sect yelled, thinking that Zhao Yun was the hidden back-up man of the Qin Empire, and defined this behavior as a shameless villain, completely forgetting that they started this war.

The five emperors of Qin also looked at each other. They didn't recognize Zhao Yun either!

(End of chapter)