"To your sister."

Zhao Yun shouted loudly and opened his eyes for a moment.

At the same moment, he forcibly performed the Tianwu momentum and shattered the ice.

Uh...!

The mage was caught off guard and was knocked over.

His expression changed suddenly and was also unbelievable.

What the hell.

Where does the little true spirit realm come from with its Tianwu aura?

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun followed him like a shadow, catching up with the mage in one step, grabbing one of the mage's arms, and then, with the waist and horse united, he swung the whole thing and hit the ground hard, using all his strength, it was so strong! It was definitely powerful enough.

.

boom!

This roar is still very pleasant to the ear.

The mage was thrown away. If he was a Ksitigarbha cultivator, it would be fine. The problem is that at this moment, he is a Xuanyang cultivator, and he is also a Xuanyang body. He is not good at fighting, and his body is in a mess. Such a fall, it is really

A sour and refreshing feeling.

"Laugh, let you laugh."

Zhao Yun showed off his power, and his true energy surged wildly.

He didn't have any secret skills, so he just grabbed the mage's arm and threw him to death, as if he wouldn't be finished until he was smashed into a pile.

Take advantage of his illness to kill him.

We must not give this guy a chance to breathe.

The most embarrassing thing is Feng Wu, who also broke the ice. Carrying the killing sword, she tried to step forward several times and took action several times, but retreated. She didn't know where to start. She was not afraid of not having enough power, but she was afraid of missing the target.

It would be embarrassing to hurt Zhao Yun.

"How can it be so powerful?"

The mage felt horrified and coughed up blood.

Zhao Yun's power refreshed his most shocking bottom line.

"We have unicorn arms."

This would be Zhao Yun's answer.

The Kirin totem on the left arm has been engraved, full of powerful power, very domineering, and combined with the holy method of fighting and throwing people, it really complements each other.

ah....!

The mage howled angrily, and his true energy rolled out, forcibly knocking Zhao Yun over.

"Damn it, you really should..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhao Yun acted like a ghost and deceived him again.

The mage is not good at close combat, so he has to fight in close quarters with a whole set of holy fighting methods.

The mage was confused again.

He is great as a support player, but his ability in close combat is terrible.

It’s also strange that people have limited energy and can only focus on one category.

Like the previous arrogant man, he specialized in physical and close combat.

For example, a mage specializes in heretical techniques.

If you take both into account, you may not be able to cultivate the essence of either one. Not everyone is as evil as Zhao Yun, with incredible talents and the ability to multi-task.

"Laugh, let you laugh."

Zhao Yun grabbed the mage's arm again and threw him to death.

Phew! Phew!

Zhao Yun is very lively, and the scene is very bloody. The Xuanyang Peak was so smashed that he coughed up blood, and his body-protecting essence was shattered. He was in severe pain all over his body, mainly in his head, which was buzzing and could no longer be distinguished.

East, west, north and south.

Gudong!

Feng Wu swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

It was the first time that Zhao Yun used all his strength and was really domineering. She was supposed to be a support, but she became a spectator and seemed unable to intervene. In other words, Zhao Yun did not dare to relax at all. No matter how bad the mage was, she was still at the peak of Xuanyang.

Once he distances himself, they will still be abused.

In this way, we can only fight in close quarters, without giving the mage a chance to cast spells and seals. He cannot cast spells or form seals. Even if he is at the peak of Xuanyang, he is still a living target.

The current war situation clearly illustrates this truth.

Naturally, Zhao Yun's combat prowess cannot be ignored.

If it were an ordinary fifth-level true spirit, most of them would have been shaken to pieces by the mage.

In terms of cultivation, Zhao Yun is not as good as Master.

But in terms of close combat and physical strength, Zhao Yun is stronger than the mage.

"Death, he must die."

Zhao Yun's eyes are like torches, and his blood is burning like flames. The more he fights, the more fierce he becomes. Each blow is more domineering than the last. The mage knows his identity, so there is no reason for him to retreat. It doesn't matter if he leaves. The Zhao family can't leave.

If a Xuanyang reaches its peak, or if Ksitigarbha is at the first level, the Zhao family will no longer be able to live in peace.

ah....!

The mage roared again.

He should have used the forbidden method, and his true energy turned black, shocking Zhao Yun again.

"Die!"

After taking a moment to breathe, the mage pressed the seal.

Between the sky and the earth, a sudden violent wind blew, sword energy roared, and cold air froze. In addition, the earth cracked, and tree vines sprouted from the ground. There was no shortage of stone war spears, trying to use them with a

Attack and kill Zhao Yun.

"Forgot me?"

Feng Wu gave a cold scolding and struck with a sword.

This sword may not have much power, but it interrupted the mage's seal.

"roll."

The mage shouted angrily and knocked Feng Wu over with his palm.

Whoosh!

Before he could form the seal, Zhao Yun arrived again and was met with the roar of a dragon and a roar of a tiger.

"There is still a martial spirit..."

The mage groaned and stepped back. He was caught off guard by Zhao Yun's roar. His mind trembled violently. When he opened his eyes, he saw three flying knives in front of him. They were all hung with talismans, proper thunder talismans, and they had exploded.

open.

Uh...!

The mage was stunned and his eyes went dark.

"Come on, continue."

As he was retreating, a warm big hand grasped his wrist again.

Bang! Boom! Bang!

Then, there were sounds like this.

The young master of the Zhao family's stunt of throwing people was very irritating. The ground shook violently. Every time he hit it, the mage coughed up a mouthful of blood. Every time he hit it, Feng Wu's heart trembled. If it were her, she would probably have been killed.

It fell into ashes.

It can be seen from this:

Xuanyang's peak level mage is also capable of handling it.

After being thrown by Zhao Yun so many times, he still had the strength to howl.

This battle is quite interesting.

They are all martial arts cultivators.

A Xuanyang level mage.
To be continued...