gate of eternity

Zhao Yun chased after him and shot him with an arrow.

hum!

He repaired the sword for the old man, and someone else repaired the sword for him. A blood sculpture sprang out from nowhere, and an enemy soldier with a bow and arrow stood on the back of the blood sculpture.

It is a young man with red hair.

His arrow was quite weird, it seemed to have a locking ability, Dapeng had obviously avoided it, but the black arrow was still chasing it all over the sky.

It seems that if you don't hit it, it's not over.

"Special bloodline."

Zhao Yun glanced at the red-haired youth.

Luna said that anyone with abnormal hair color has a special bloodline.

When he looked, the strange black arrow shot again.

It really has the ability to lock, so you can keep chasing if you don't hit someone.

In just three or two seconds, the red-haired youth shot more than a dozen arrows one after another, and the arrows were like black lights, drawing beautiful arcs in the air.

Zhao Yun would never be beaten standing up.

Since he couldn't avoid it, he shot them down one by one. The sword control technique can not only attack, but also defend. The two swords hang around the body, and the defense is watertight.

The red-haired young man was annoyed and drove the blood eagle to kill him.

And Zhao Yun is also a master who stands up to the wind and attacks head-on.

Air combat!

Only when the distance is close can sparks be wiped out.

"It's easy to walk on the road to Huangquan."

The red-haired young man sneered, and when he was three or five feet away, the killing arrow burst out.

"roll."

Zhao Yun yelled loudly, and used dragon chant and tiger roar.

The sonic attack with its own dragon chant, combined with the martial spirit, is really powerful. The killing arrows shot in the face were shattered, and even the red-haired youth and the blood sculpture under him were blackened by howling eyes. Both the mount and the master were shocked enough to shock a true spirit realm, where did the martial soul come from.

"It's easy to walk on the road to Huangquan."

Zhao Yun jumped onto the blood eagle's back, like a thunderbolt, like a ray of spring wind, passing by the side of the red-haired young man, after that, he saw the young man fall into the sky, with a sword on his neck There were blood spurts in the marks, and at that moment, Zhao Yun's throat was sealed with a sword.

quack!

Here, Zhao Yun jumped off the blood eagle's back and was picked up by Dapeng.

Before leaving, he also sent the blood sculpture to Huangquan Road to be a companion with his master.

Ah!

Finally, Zhao Yun heard a familiar voice.

It's Feng Wu.

She found her brother, but it was a dead body.

Even though it was far away, Zhao Yun could still see clearly that Feng Wu's brother was wearing the prison clothes of the bitter prison until his death, and he was still wearing shackles, and he was as thin as a stick.

It is not difficult to imagine what happened to him in the bitter prison.

Ah!

Feng Wu hissed to the sky, with blood and tears streaming down his cheeks, hissing mournfully.

The only relative in the world died in battle.

Zhao Yun was silent, his heart was touched.

That scene was an excellent irony, and just as he had expected, the iron-clad soldier would wear his guilt until death, and no one would remember him.

"Be careful."

After closing his thoughts for a moment, Zhao Yun bent his bow and set his arrow again.

Feng Wu was distraught, as if she had become a puppet that lost her soul, lying there stupidly, hugging her dead brother, unaware that the enemy soldiers rushed over.

Zheng!

Fortunately, Zhao Yun's arrow was fast enough to kill him on the spot.

For this, he also paid a painful price and was laid down in the sky.

Even Dapeng was shot through the wings with an arrow.

During the fall, Zhao Yun sent him back to the spirit world, which was safer on land than in the air. Moreover, his mount was injured, so he could no longer fight in the air.

"I'll take an arrow with you."

The sneak attacker let out a sneer, and rode his mount soaring down into the sky.

Zhao Yun didn't say a word, the two swords were still hanging on the left and right sides, and he defended well. The moment before landing, he slapped the ground to buffer the falling force. Shoot an arrow.

puff!

The attackers were bleeding, and their mounts and men were pierced through.

Zhao Yun didn't stop, he carried the blood-stained Longyuan, and went straight to Fengwu. The girl seemed to have lost all hope, sitting there stupidly, really lost her soul, a large number of enemy troops had already surrounded her, as if A group of demons.

"Don't die?"

The purple-haired child sprang out from nowhere, pulled up and ran.

At the same moment, Zhao Yun forcibly killed and blocked the pursuing enemy army.

puff!puff!

He is also red-eyed, and he doesn't have any moves anymore. He holds the sword tightly with both hands, chops and slashes, his hair, clothes, hands and feet are all covered with blood, there are his, and there are enemies, really like a bloody statue Asura.

He is not the only one who is mad at him.

On the battlefield, anyone picked out at random is a lunatic.

Boom boom boom!

The loud war drum sounded again.

After fighting for so long, Daxia's powerful reinforcements finally arrived. They were horses burning with red flames, galloping out of the mountains and forests, not one or two thousand, but a whole hundred thousand troops, like a red carpet. Pave the bloody battlefield.

"Great Xia Red Flame Army."

Seeing it, the blood of Daxia General Shidun was boiling.

"How could there be a Red Flame Army?"

The face of Commander Da Yuan was extremely ugly.

According to his thinking, Daxia's Red Flame Army should fight elsewhere. This was planned in advance, and there will be other armies to restrain them, so why did they come here.

Obviously, something went wrong.

Not afraid of god-like opponents, but afraid of pig-like teammates.

This time, let him stand on the pig teammate.

If Chi Yan wasn't restrained, then the fuck was still knitting.

The sound of gold and iron horses shook the world.

The Chiyan army is unrivaled in power, like a howling wind, not to mention the Xuanyang state, even the peak of the Ksitigarbha was knocked to the ground. This is the aura. The aura of a hundred thousand troops is composed of murderous, evil, The fighting spirit is formed by the fusion of true essence.

They too were bloody.

Obviously, they had just experienced a bloody battle.

The people who invaded the Great Xia were not only the Yuan Dynasty, but also other countries. This was a joint attack, and there were wars on the borders of the four sides.

"Is that the Red Flame Army?"

Zhao Yun wavered the bloody Longyuan sword.

He had only heard of the army burning with red flames, and it was the first time he had seen it.

Through the blood mist, one can see the front horse of the Red Flame Army charging, burning with the purest red flame, and the beautiful figure on the horse is really dazzling, giving birth to a peerless face , wearing a battle suit and a strong cloak, like a red rainbow, how heroic and heroic, it is the most beautiful scenery on this bloody battlefield.

"Red Flame Marshal."

Zhao Yun muttered, too many people's eyes were shining.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, who would have thought that such a peerless beauty would be the commander of the Red Flame Army. Among the top ten marshals of the Great Xia, she was the only female commander. Although her combat power was not the highest, she was the most legendary.

According to legend, she came out of Tianzong. She was the youngest quasi-heaven realm after the founding of the Great Xia Dynasty. The head teacher of Zongtianzong had to be polite when he saw her. Teaching positions.

"That girl is not bad either."

Luna woke up and stretched fiercely.

Seeing a beautiful girl, she is more energetic than Zhao Yun.

"Stable."

Zhao Yun ignored Luna and only watched the battle situation.

The battle situation is reversed, the fighting power of the Red Flame Army is really not ordinary strong, like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, they are really pushing all the way, and their prestige is just like this. The figure of Yan, like a red flower, blooms in the legend.

"withstand."

Commander-in-Chief Da Yuan yelled, but it was useless.

The Great Yuan Dynasty was defeated, and the whole line was defeated. How did they enter the Great Xia? That’s how they were beaten out. From the commander to the soldier, they all fled in embarrassment. run.

Chapter 194 Live for Hate

A bloody battle lasted all day and night.

The Daxia Chiyan Army was not built, and the corpses of the directly killed Dayuan army were strewn all over the field.

The battlefield under the moon is filled with blood.

How tragic, there are wailing in every corner.

Zhao Yun reappeared in a dark forest.

From a distance, I saw Feng Wu, with disheveled hair and blood all over her body, kneeling on the ground digging a hole.

Or digging graves.

Zhao Yun was silent, and staggered over, clutching his shoulders.

Except Feng Wu, and her elder brother, lying there quietly, still wearing prison clothes and shackled.

Zhao Yun's mood was desolate, and he didn't know whether to be compassionate or angry.

A solid soldier, worthy of his family and country, could have died dignifiedly.

However, for the trumped-up charges, death is the body of a criminal.

The breeze was blowing, and it was very chilly, just like the cruel laws of this world, it was so cold to the bone.

He is strong and can bully wantonly;

If you are weak, you deserve to be bullied.

For thousands of years, there have been many bloody examples, and Feng Wu's elder brother was one of them. If he had the highest cultivation level, if he had the supreme power, how could he die so tragically.

Whoa!

The slight sound of iron chains hitting, especially clear at night.

Feng Wu tore off the shackles that locked her brother, and put on a pair of soldier's armor for her brother.

It was she who buried it with her own hands.

The name on the tombstone in front of the grave is carved with blood.

"Condolences."

Zhao Yun finally opened his mouth, fearing that the girl would be overwhelmed.

What responded to him was the sound of Feng Wu pulling out the dagger, not self-inflicted, but using the dagger to carve a bloody "revenge" on his forehead on the left side one by one.