Mythical Version of the Three Kingdoms

As for the arrow rain of the Northern Huns, Bai Ma Yicong relied on his terrifying dexterity and movement speed, and had already rushed out of the arrow rain's range when he was very close to the arrow rain's limit range.

Except for a few high-level arrows that hit this distance, the others did not achieve the results expected by the Northern Huns at all.

Zhao Yun reined in his horse and turned around, and so did all the righteous followers on the white horse. Seeing the dense arrows pierced between the two cavalrymen, mocking smiles appeared on the faces of all the righteous followers.

Zhao Yun looked at the densely packed arrows on the ground with an indifferent expression, then raised his head to look at the northern Xiongnu opposite, with the corner of his mouth naturally raised.

The distance between the two sides was no more than sixty-five paces, no matter Xu Bucheng or Du Qufu, the two people behind the opposite hall were good at separating internal energy, so they could clearly see Zhao Yun's expression, it was mocking them, naked mocking .

"Hey, Zilong, can you shoot that golden eagle?" Just as Zhao Yun looked at him mockingly, Ma Yunlu beside him suddenly asked in a low voice.

"Golden Eagle?" Zhao Yun, who was originally smiling mockingly, couldn't hold back his complexion. He turned his head and asked naturally, and then followed Ma Yunlu's gaze.

"Oh, that thing, no problem." While talking, Zhao Yun took out the carved bow and pulled the bowstring. An ice-blue arrow was condensed on the bow and arrow, and almost endless inner energy was injected into it.

Although Zhao Yun lost his inner qi from the boundary-breaking level of inner qi, the recovery speed of his inner qi did not drop because of this. It is said that his inner qi was actually full again recently, but he didn't know why he wanted to explode the core to rebuild but found that The strength is a bit insufficient.

Zhao Yun said that this is a bit depressing, but this kind of thing has little impact. Whether his strength can be improved is of little significance to him. The only big guy on top of his head who can stabilize his head has ascended. He no longer cares about whether he cultivates or not. .

While Zhao Yun was shooting with his bow, Qu Fu on the opposite side also took out his own bow and arrow. He didn't use any special means before, but since it's a shock this time, it's good to let the other party see his own archery skills.

Zhao Yun's finger that was hooking the bowstring suddenly loosened, and then under the unbelievable eyes of the Huns, he directly hit the King's Tent Golden Eagle. The whole King's Tent Golden Eagle was blown into powder by this blow. By the way, there was no path in the middle. .

"Look, it's very simple." Zhao Yun put down his bow and arrow with a light smile, with a light look on his face. In fact, only Zhao Yun had so much internal energy loss. Even if the cloud energy offset on such a scale, the king's account golden eagle was still consumed. How much internal energy, people who have never tried it dare not think.

Qu Fu and Xu Bucheng, who originally planned to make a move, looked in disbelief at the golden eagle of the king's account that had turned into powder and dissipated, and they were instantly furious. That thing was equivalent to the lintel of Weiyang Palace, the face of the Huns, and Zhao Yun What he did was equivalent to taking off the roof of Weiyang Palace in front of the emperor's ministers. What an enmity!

In an instant, all the Northern Huns were furious and rushed towards Zhao Yun, while Xu Bucheng and Qu Fudang rushed towards Zhao Yun first.

"You guys go first." Zhao Yun shook his head to Ma Yunlu, and rushed up to face Xu Bucheng and Qu Fu.

"That guy is very strong, you have to be careful." Ma Yunlu didn't say much, Xu Bucheng and Zhang Fei hadn't met each other after fighting for so long, so Ma Yunlu was a little worried.

"Don't worry." Zhao Yun said calmly, the horse's belly was caught between the words, and the Yezhao jade lion rushed forward with a tacit understanding. Zhao Yun's left hand holding the gun slightly shook, Xu Bucheng and Qu Fu were attacked at the same time, and then the gentian gun was shot. Like being divided into two, it is easy to force the opponent back.

Seeing this scene, Ma Yunlu was relieved a lot, and immediately ran away with Lu Qiling, Xue Shao and others with Bai Ma Yicong, leaving only Zhao Yun and Li Tiao's hundreds of people behind.

"Li Tiao, just go and stop those people. I'll take care of these two guys." Zhao Yun said with a stern smile on his face after forcing the two of them back with a shot, "Is the internal energy separated from the body to the extreme? Unexpectedly The northern Xiongnu can actually produce masters of this level of strength, but I don't know if they are parallel imports!"

While talking, Zhao Yun's spear flicked, and Xu Bucheng and Qu Fu's urgent answer, which hadn't come at all, was shrouded in a shadow of the spear. Moreover, the silver spear, following Zhao Yun's attack, even brought a high-temperature visual distortion. There was a continuous crackling sound in the air.

After fifty moves, Zhao Yun looked at the two people who were slightly naked, and looked at himself who was about to fall into the formation, and said coldly, "Fortunately, no one will come to rescue you next time. Li Tiao withdraws!"

After Zhao Yun said hello, he clamped the horse's belly, and the Yezhao Jade Lion moved dozens of steps almost as if teleporting, and then rushed out several times along the unencircled area.

After the Yezhao Jade Lion rushed out at high speed, Li Tiao and others had already retreated a considerable distance, and at this time Qiu Linbei also rushed over, and the golden eagle of the king's tent was smashed, which was a great shame for the Huns.

"Don't chase after me!" Qiu Linbei looked angrily at Xu Bucheng and Qu Fu who were still in bed.

"The other party is very strong." Qu Fu quickly led his army to chase after Zhao Yun after a word of defense, and Xu Bucheng did the same, and then almost all the Xiongnu chased towards Zhao Yun, and the golden eagle in the king's account was broken, and so on. What a shame!

"How is General Zhao?" Li Tiao asked.

"The two real masters are very strong compared to Zahu's inner qi, not only in strength, but also in mind. The last time General Zhang was able to kill in a few moves, luck is not small. I can suppress the two of them for a short time, but if you want to kill them." Zhao Yun shook his head slightly, it was useless for both of them to have secret techniques.

"How many internal qi separations does the Northern Huns have?" Li Tiao frowned and said, "It stands to reason that the population of the Northern Huns is much smaller than ours, so there cannot be too many masters of internal qi separations."

"If you count the immortals in the Central Plains, there are actually quite a few!" Zhao Yun suddenly changed the topic to the immortals.

Li Tiao was taken aback for a moment, then thought for a while, then nodded, that was indeed the case.

"The qualifications of those immortals can't be too bad, so in fact, it is more that the Central Plains wasted a lot of talents." Zhao Yun said with a sigh, "Of course, most of the immortals are not too strong compared to us."

"Forget it, let's retreat quickly. The speed of the Huns is a bit alarming. Well, these should be the Army Soul Corps we estimated. Li Tiao, you and Xue Shao go to the front to command, and I will meet them." Zhao Yunyuan looked at the Northern Huns who suddenly accelerated towards them.

"Here!" Li Tiao, as the commander-in-chief of the Yellow Turban Qu, had a keen intuition for the danger of the battlefield, so when he saw the Army Soul Corps of the Northern Huns rushing out, his hair stood on end, unlike the thousand people before him. Compared with the army of 1,500 soldiers, the feeling of oppression is stronger. (To be continued.)

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