Zhao Yun sneered without saying much, took the gun and took the initiative to charge!

One person fights one group!

Qin Yilu of the Tongquetai was probably eager to make contributions, but he actually surpassed Fan Chou, the God of Wine Temple, and was less than three meters away from Zhao Yun. Hu Lie's blood sprinkled a few drops on his face.

"Brother Zhao, please spare me!" Qin Yilu's strength was only half a pound of Hu Lie. He was already scared to death. He actually rushed forward and knelt down on the ground begging for mercy. It was really shocking.

"Puchi!" Zhao Yun pierced his heart without any hesitation. Now, don't you feel it's too late to say this?

"Go together, all the treasures on him are divided equally!"

"Yes, I heard that Zhao Wuji's son has dozens of Nine-level spiritual herbs and hundreds of Nine-level spiritual herbs on his body. As long as he kills him, everyone will not be worthy of this trip!"

"There are also rewards from Xuanmen, and they will be divided equally together!"

"Kill!"

The wealth was touching. Even if the two corpses had not dried up, they could not resist the temptation of the level nine spiritual herbs. Fifty or sixty people besieged from different directions.

Zhao Yun licked his lips and suddenly felt that this was a good place, and it was also a good time to indulge in a random way!

The night is dark and the wind is high, the star lamp is in the sky, a blood-stained heart, and a murderous gun!

"Bang bang bang!" The gun light and sword light and shadow burst out countless fires one after another. Zhao Yun could no longer kill people as quickly as before, because he would be restrained by dangers behind him or left and right.

Seeing that Zhao Yun was restrained, everyone was energetic and thought that he was just taking advantage of tricks and bluffing, and more people were besieging him.

"Kill!" Zhao Yun's robe was shivering, and a sound burst out from the tip of the spearhead. He inserted the throat of a beautiful woman into the sword light and splattered blood, and then threw the gun and cut the chest of another leather-armored man!

"Tongquetai is in Xiangxiang Township, Runan Yuan Family Zhang Nan!" Someone revealed the name of the deceased, but it was too late to report it next because Zhao Yun killed too quickly.

"Puff puff puff!" Zhao Yun had a dozen shots in a row, and each shot of the dead soul returned to the west. The Wuxiangjing was more and more perfect under his hands. He could not be without form, invisible and shadowy, and the effect was extremely outstanding in group battles.

"This kid is evil, don't keep his hands on it!"

"Sun Sword!"

"Hurricane Sword!"

"Ruthless Iron Hand!"

The corpses on the ground cannot cool down the greedy fanaticism. One move to become famous and exploded at the same time. Zhao Yun was covered by various dazzling lights and wind and waves. He could not see or hear them. He was as lonely as fish, waiting for the knife and chopping.

"Break!" The courage and power are in harmony, and the person and the heart are in harmony. What Zhao Yun saw in his eyes was not a crisis, but a human sandbag that vented his anger!

A little cold light arrived first, and then the gun came out like a dragon. Zhao Yun took the footsteps into the air. With the blessing of the gun in the palm and the thought of dying home, the spear burning with flames flew 360 degrees. The sound of harsh collisions sounded one after another, and the smoke and mist rose everywhere, covering everyone's vision.

After storming everyone, Zhao Yun quickly took action, shot and took two people's lives, then turned around and stabbed, killing another person!

"At the end of the strong crossbow, don't retreat, continue to siege!"

"Take out your real skills, just a country boy, what are you afraid of!"

"Kill him!"

Facts have proved that sometimes agitation is really easy to get people upset. Even if more than twenty corpses were lying around Zhao Yun, some people still didn't believe in evil and rushed to die one after another.

"Suppress!" Zhao Yun was experiencing the gun force while fighting. He could clearly feel that none of these people had reached the palm force realm, so his gun was in an absolute advantage, giving him the feeling of suppression, not only suppression in momentum, but also crushing in strength. Although there are many of these people, they are actually not at the same level at all.

"It's true that one realm is one day. I don't know how powerful the power of the self-power level should be?" Zhao Yun thought so. In fact, he did not notice that as more and more dead souls under the gun, his power was transforming little by little, and he had not reached his own power, but he also had a little more charm.

"Swoosh!" Just as Zhao Yun was in a hurry to kill himself, a sharp sound of breaking the wind came from behind, and the arrow man was back!

This time, Zhao Yun has something

Distracted, the arrow flew past his neck and almost sent him away!

"Bastard!" Zhao Yun was furious, turned around and shot two people in a series of shots, running towards the arrow man, but how could the others block the way as he wished.

It is easy to avoid hidden arrows and is difficult to defend against. Under so many sieges, it is difficult for Zhao Yun to defend against the man with bows and arrows. Moreover, the arrows shot by the latter are extraordinary in terms of strength and accuracy, and they cannot be defended.

"Yi God Clan Lang Xun!"

"It's strange, hasn't the Yi God Clan ever received favor from Zhao Wuji? How could he deal with his son?"

"The God of War has been saved by Zhao Wuji, won't it be the same?"

"Be careful!"

"The Yi God Clan was also forced to do anything. The one in their family seriously injured the Phoenix God of Shu Pavilion with the sun shooting arrow. The two families formed a life-and-death hatred. Shu Pavilion and Zhao Wuji have a close relationship. The enemy's friends are the enemies, so that's why."

"The world is so complicated!"

...

On the other side, when Lang Xun, the Yi god clan, was about to take action again, suddenly felt a fatal crisis and turned around in a hurry. Almost the moment he turned around, his arrow was shot out, but at this time, a sword had already penetrated into his heart!

Not far away, Yuan Yi, a direct descendant of the Yuan family in Runan, angrily said to another group: "Didn't you agree not to interfere!"

"You are allowed to have a slaughter, but he is not allowed to have it? I can see clearly that he is from Changshan County!"

"How could Changshan's local buns kill Lang Xun quietly?"

"The earth bun, I don't know the Heavenly Sha Martial Vein, and I don't know who the earth is!"

"What Heavenly Killing Martial Vein?"

When Yuan Yi was in a fog, someone next to him poked him and said, "The Heavenly Slayer Martial Arts was born, and all major forces know that, your elders didn't tell you?"

Yuan Yi was stunned. Their adults really never told him!

Yuan Yi took a sip of water awkwardly and said, "What's so great about Tiansha Martial Vein? If he killed Lang Xun, that guy Wufeng would never let him go!"

Speaking of Wufeng, everyone sighed. He was definitely a cruel person with unparalleled archery skills. Even the top genius was afraid that he would shoot cold arrows behind him. Wufeng and Langxun were brothers and had a deep relationship!

But so what? Only those who take action don’t care. Whoever touches his brother will die. Not to mention Lang Xun Wufeng, his father can’t do it!

Gao Shun was carrying the Heavenly Killing Martial Vein, so he could not hide it from the big figures who were drinking tea in the clouds, including the Xinduo Dao Demon Martial Vein, but he did not escape their eyes. It was just because of the special nature of this era, no matter how many martial arts you are, the upper limit is that, so the big figures just ignored it after talking about it.

Of course, I don’t know if anyone has any ideas in the secret.

Gao Shun did not continue to take action. He just needed to help Zhao Yun clean up the bad guys. He left the rest to his brother to play. He knew how angry Zhao Yun was in his heart recently and needed to vent his anger.

After seeing Gao Shun, Zhao Yun had no worries and started his crazy journey.

"Haha, Shunzi, help my brother siege, no one is allowed to escape, and he will kill whoever runs!"

Lang Xun died, and with the corpses all over the ground, everyone disappeared from their initial madness and calmed down one by one. Baby is important, life is more important.

So, someone began to give up and prepared to quietly exit the battlefield, but Gao Shun blocked their way!

"Get out of the wild boy!"

"I attacked Lang Xun and killed him. Do you really think I am a master?"

"Can't kill Zhao Wuji's son, can't kill a little ***?"

Facts have proved that the words "bad" are so cruel that people are killed. As soon as the words "wild boy" and "little ***" were released, even Zhao Yun was worried about them.

Sure enough, a trace of coldness flashed under Gao Shun's calm gaze. As soon as he stepped forward, the three of them were ready to fight back, but they couldn't even touch his shadow.

"Brush!" Gao Shun first broke their arms holding the weapons with three swords, and then broke the other three arms with three swords, and then three swords, and three swords. Until each of them had more than ten pieces, they returned to their original position.

It is worth pointing out that the two heads of the wild boy and the little *** were divided into two from their mouths!

"Gu..." Seeing this scene, many people swallowed. Although they had killed many people, they were rarely so cruel.

"Tiansha Wuzhi..." Many people thought of the legend about the Tiansha Wuzhi in their minds, and couldn't help but re-judgment of Gao Shun.

After the three, several people were ready to leave the battlefield, and all died miserably. In the end, the rest of them understood that fighting Zhao Wuji's son would make you die more quickly and more likely to have a glimmer of life, but if you escape, you would die faster and more miserable!

So the remaining twenty people rushed towards Zhao Yun, one by one, and they all used their best efforts to get their jobs.

Someone next to Yuan Yi commented: "Zhao Wuji's son is not as unbearable as he imagined, but that's what he is. Now he is just second-rate characters from major forces, and there is no real genius."

Near the speaker, there was an old acquaintance of Zhao Yun, the Fire Barbarian tribe Shamoke. Next to him, another genius junior of the Fire Barbarian tribe, with strong muscles and arrogant expressions, and snorted coldly: "If those people weren't meddling in other people's business, I would have beaten him all over the ground for teeth!"

"At best, I have reached the peak of the courage realm. It's pretty good in places like Changshan. In my eyes, I'm just a frog in the well."

...

Not far away from these people who slandered or disdained Zhao Yun, there was another group of people, including Miss Second, Guan Suo, and the two people who followed Shu Kuang. It was precisely because of the existence of these people that the supreme genius of Xuanmen and Yuan clan of Runan, which contained the great genius of Xuanmen and the Yuan clan of Runan, otherwise Zhao Yun would be in trouble.

After hearing their words, Guan Suo said disdainfully: "Whoever can brag can know that there is a group fight. If you have the will to fight alone!"

"If you fight alone, do you care?"

Faced with this problem, everyone on Guan Suo frowned, "Please, others are fighting alone, you, Zhao Wuji's son, can't be cowardly?" No matter what, after all, it was from a small place in Changshan. If you are beaten to death, it is difficult to explain to the elders in the clan.

At this time, someone said, "If the son of Zhao Wuji cannot even take on the one-on-one challenge in the same realm, then do we still need to take care of it?"


Chapter completed!