The Most Powerful Emperor System in History

Xing Rong was really stunned.

He knows how terrifying a martial artist with innate magical powers and passive magical powers is.

But he never thought that Zhao Yun could break his army.

You must know that you are a warrior at the peak of the semi-holy!

There is also the blessing of the army of the Red Flame Army.

Under such circumstances, his most powerful secret technique attack was even broken by Zhao Yun. How could he accept this?

Even this time, Zhao Yun didn't use his martial arts. He simply used the weapon in his hand and the infuriating energy in his body to break his attack.

This is what makes him the most unacceptable!

"die!"

Before he could figure out what to do, Zhao Yun, who broke Xing Rong's attack, stabbed with a silver spear in his hand.

This shot will kill Xing Rong!

Xing Rong felt the killing intent contained in this gun and smiled bitterly.

He wanted to dodge very much, but there was no chance to dodge at all.

This shot of Zhao Yun completely locked the Qi machine, completely making him unavoidable!

He knew very well that now, apart from waiting for death, he really had no other choice.

"Oh, a general of a small kingdom dares to attack the general of the Chi Yan Army of my Cangchu Dynasty, I really don't know what it is!"

Just when Zhao Yun's spear was about to stab Xing Rong, a chuckle suddenly came.

With this light laughter falling, the surrounding space was instantly frozen.

Zhao Yun's spear had already reached a position less than five meters in front of Xing Rong, but he couldn't go any further.

"Holy Venerable!"

Zhao Yun's eyes suddenly became very solemn.

He could feel that his attack was blocked, and someone blocked the space.

Make this space unable to allow your own attacks to pass through.

In this case, his own attack could no longer attack Xing Rong.

But now he is even more aware that killing Xing Rong or not is not the key.

The key is that the saint of the Cangchu Dynasty is here!

"You're not too stupid!"

When the voice fell, a middle-aged man in a robe of a dragon came out of the void.

"Ancestor!"

Xing Rong was surprised when he saw this middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man is the ancestor of the Cangchu Dynasty, named Chu Yiheng.

He is the Almighty at the peak of the Holy Venerable Three Heavens!

But he has always practiced in seclusion in the secret realm of the Cangchu Dynasty, and has basically not appeared in the eyes of the world for nearly a hundred years.

But now you are here?

why?

This is just a war against a kingdom, how could the ancestor of Chu Yiheng come?

"Could it be that this battle is not just a simple battle against the kingdom, but also has other deeper purposes?" Xing Rong couldn't help thinking.

After all, if it's just an ordinary war, they don't need the Red Flame Army to take action, let alone Chu Yiheng, the ancestor of the Cangchu Dynasty.

But there is one advantage. Chu Yiheng is here, which means that he and Chi Yanjun will be fine today.

On the contrary, Zhao Yun is under the hand of the ancestor Chu Yiheng of the Holy Reverend Third Heaven, and there is no doubt that he will die. Basically, there is no need to doubt it.

At the same time, with the ancestor of Chu Yiheng, the Chi Yan army under his command will surely be able to successfully capture Wangze Peak.

At that time, even if Yue Fei's army arrives, it will be useless.

Not to mention, there is a warrior of the Holy Reverence Three Heavens in the army, and they basically won 70% of this battle.

The reason why I dare not say it is 100% is because the idiots of the Liyang Dynasty let the Saint Extinguishing Crossbow fall into the hands of the Nanyan Kingdom.

What they fear is the Sacred Crossbow!

Zhao Yun looked at Chu Yiheng with a very solemn expression.

He didn't expect that the Cangchu Dynasty would send a powerful saint to look at Zefeng.

Generally speaking, on the continent of Kyushu, if you are not a military general, then the powerful saints will not participate in the battle, they will only block the warriors of the same level of the enemy country.

But today, the Cangchu Dynasty has sent the ancestors of the holy realm to look at Zefeng, which is enough to see,

How much the Cangchu Dynasty attached great importance to this war.

This also made Zhao Yun's heart even more dignified.

Wang Zefeng, who he is responsible for guarding, is now facing an attack by a warrior in the realm of the Holy Venerable. It is conceivable how much pressure is on.

"Little guy, you are very good. This deity will give you a chance to join the Cangchu Dynasty. I will recommend you to your majesty. With my Chu Yiheng's recommendation, you must have a bright future."

Chu Yiheng looked at Zhao Yun with a smile, and said something similar to Xing Rong.

"I, Zhao Yun, are General Nanyan in this life, and I will be General Nanyan forever!" Zhao Yun said solemnly.

"Oh, what a pity."

Chu Yiheng shook his head and said, "I see that you are really a rare general. If you can join the Cangchu Dynasty, it will definitely strengthen the dynasty's strength."

"But unfortunately, you don't want to, so the deity will have to kill you, lest you misunderstand my dynasty's plans!"

"Die!"

Chu Yiheng waved his hand and controlled the surrounding space to squeeze Zhao Yun quickly.

"Seven Coil Snake Guns!"

Zhao Yun snorted, and swung the silver spear in his hand, stabbing the space that wanted to squeeze him.

Click!

There was a cracking sound from the space, and it was actually broken by Zhao Yun.

"what?"

When Chu Yiheng saw it, he looked at Zhao Yun in astonishment and said, "I didn't expect that your combat power is indeed very strong. I'm afraid that you can fight against ordinary first-level sage warriors."

"But it's a pity that you met me today, Chu Yiheng, the almighty man of the Holy Reverend Third Layer. Even if you have good combat power, you will still be dead."

"Congeal!"

Chu Yiheng turned his hand, and the handprint was empty.

"fall!"

Under the control of Chu Yiheng, the handprint fell towards Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun wanted to avoid it, but he was completely locked by the fingerprints. He couldn't avoid it at all.

When Xing Rong saw this scene, a smile appeared on his face.

The same is true for the previous self. Facing Zhao Yun's attack, there is no chance to avoid it.

But what about Zhao Yun?

Now who can he count on to save him?

Must die!

Zhao Yun's face was dignified, and the giant python transformed into the Seven Coil Snake Spear in his hand had become nothingness under the pressure of this handprint.

But the handprint did not stop, and was still pressing on him.

puff!

puff!

puff!

At the same time, there was a sound of vomiting blood from below.

Zhao Yun's expression became even more solemn.

Because it was the soldiers of the vanguard cavalry who vomited blood.

Although Chu Yiheng's handprint has not been completely suppressed, the momentum it has driven has made the following vanguard iron knights very uncomfortable.

Although they are elites, they are not powerful warriors, and they cannot stop this momentum.

"You still haven't vomited blood yet?"

Chu Yiheng looked at Zhao Yun even more surprised, and said, "You are still the first non-Holy Venerable warrior who can persist under my hands for so long, but that's the end of it."

The sound fell, Chu Yiheng flipped his hand, and the speed of the handprint falling suddenly accelerated.

"boom!"

The fingerprint hit Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun's breath of life instantly slumped to the extreme.

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