Zheng!

Zhao Yun's strike arrived, and he penetrated the black shield with one sword. The power of the sword was not diminished, and the sword's intention was even stronger. Before it was finished, he penetrated the shield, and also pierced the true essence heart mirror, connecting the extremely hard pieces.

The scales, under the power of the sword, became as fragile as white paper, shattering piece by piece.

puff!

This bloody light was very dazzling.

The power of Zhao Yun's peak sword did not disappoint. It pierced the chest of the bleeding young man and stabbed out from his back. A peak Xuanyang figure who had unlocked the forbidden method was truly penetrated by the sword.

ah.!

The blood-haired young man howled, whether out of anger or pain.

It was because Zhao Yun's sword was too powerful and his sword intention was too terrifying. Wisps of it invaded his body, entering his limbs, bones, internal organs, and eight meridians. Even the foundation of martial arts, the True Essence Dantian, was destroyed by it.

Even though he looks fine on the outside, in reality, he is a mess inside.

Because of this heavy blow, his forbidden laws suddenly dissipated.

The monster's form dissipated and returned to the normal state. His momentum dropped sharply and his face turned pale. The true energy that was originally surging also plummeted. Since it is a forbidden method, it naturally has a terrible consumption. Now that it is forcibly cut off, the consumption is very small.

The terrible backlash is the most disgusting thing.

"Go to hell with me."

The blood-haired young man screamed, his blood-red eyes full of madness.

His depressed energy and blood surged again, and became violent again. His bloody body also expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was obviously about to self-destruct!

"Junior, I don't want to die yet."

Zhao Yun said calmly, having suffered two self-destructions, how could he be unprepared?

He opened his Sky Eye and used the illusion of the Sky Eye on the blood-haired young man. The blood-haired young man's eyes were hollow for a moment, his expression was dull for a moment, and his tendency to self-destruct was stopped because of this.

The self-destruction was interrupted due to illusion.

The blood-haired young man's swollen body also deflated.

"The road to Huangquan is easy to walk on."

Zhao Yun said silently and slashed the blood-haired young man's head with a sword.

Depressed, the blood-haired young man remained depressed until his death. On his rolled-down head, his eyes were still open. He could see his rickety body and the demon in the true spiritual realm.

He was defeated, completely defeated.

Man! Still can’t be too arrogant.

There is no justice in buying and selling. If you want to kill people and steal goods, you must be prepared to be killed.

Having underestimated the true spirit realm, he could only go to the underworld road to reflect.

Zhao Yun didn't stop and went straight to the other side.

Before leaving, he also took away the blood-haired young man's treasures.

In the depths of the mountain forest, there was a constant roar. From a distance, you could see gravel falling and falling, and swaths of ancient trees fell. There was a lot of blood in the air, most of them had mustaches. They were beaten miserable enough, but their fighting power was too bad.

Zhao Yun escaped all the way.

If you don't want to waste time, it's best to kill with one sword.

"That

There is no movement."

The fleeing mustache subconsciously looked back at the distance.

The hunchbacked old woman who was chasing him looked back from time to time, but smiled mischievously. No need to ask, she knew that the blood-haired young man had destroyed the little martial artist. No matter how evil he was, he was still in the true spiritual realm and had to be exhausted.

No one can beat Xuanyang Realm, just wait! Soon it will be two against one.

"It would be nonsense if you were destroyed."

The mustache muttered, but his legs and feet were still so numb.

The hunchbacked old woman chased after him and used the earth escape method to summon a hill to block the mustache's path. However, she was like a ghost that deceived her and killed her, with a finger of ghostly light, which was extremely powerful.

The mustache turned around suddenly, his face turned pale.

He couldn't avoid this finger, and once he was hit, he would be killed.

Zheng!

Amidst the lightning and flint, I suddenly heard the sound of a sword.

It was Zhao Yun who killed him, or Xuanhuang's Qi Wind and Thunder Technique, which was as fast as a thunderous dragon. Before the hunchbacked old woman could hit her mustache, his killing sword penetrated from the old woman's back to her chest.

"this."

After hearing this, the hunchbacked old woman subconsciously lowered her eyes.

From this position, she could clearly see the protruding sword tip on her chest, a wisp of thunder and lightning, and a wisp of terrifying energy. These were not important. What was important was that her heart was broken by a sword. She was too

Confidence, self-confidence. The blood-haired young man is the winner. Here we are. The winner is the little martial artist. Not only did he win, he also killed her to help her fight. When she was caught off guard, he killed her with one sword.

"When you killed them, you must have never thought about this day."

The mustache swayed for a moment before he stood still. He said this to the hunchbacked old woman.

He recognized this old woman, who had a grudge against her before, and was a witness to a murder.

puff!

Without waiting for the old woman to say anything, Zhao Yun withdrew Long Yuan.

The hunchbacked old woman suddenly fell to the ground, dying even more unwillingly than the blood-haired young man. The lineup of two Xuanyang peaks, plus a Xuanyang-level flying black panther, was actually wiped out by the group. How was this battle fought?

"The young man's belongings belong to you, and hers belong to me."

The mustachioed man chuckled and began to rummage through the old woman's body.

Zhao Yun had no objections, and lost his Qilin demonization. He staggered for a while. This time he was much stronger than last time. Although he was exhausted to the point of exhaustion, there was no so-called internal injury. He drank the spiritual liquid and recovered as much as possible.

"Walk."

The two of them did not stop, but continued on their way after destroying the body and removing traces of it.

"baby."

The mustachioed man was holding a Bagua mirror and laughing all the way.

Zhao Yun once took a side look and saw that it was indeed an extraordinary product. There were restrictions on it. It should be a treasure like Dharma cultivation. If you look it up in a mirror, it would probably be very powerful. Otherwise, this guy wouldn't be like this.

Happy.

However, he was not without gains.

The blood-haired young man's sword was a good sword, and he had integrated it into Longyuan.

In addition, there were many pills. What made him happy was a three-line elixir, which was used for healing wounds. He had stuffed it into the small purple gold gourd and dissolved it with the spiritual liquid. The medicine was still very effective.

"It's best to hide your ring."

The mustache took the time to glance at Zhao Yun, and he was talking about the Lord of the Rings.

Zhao Yun is not stupid. He has been using the black and yellow energy to refine and polish it into something ordinary. What happened today cannot happen again. The common man is innocent of the crime of harboring a jade. To be on the safe side, the wealth will not be leaked.

After crossing the mountains, it was already night.

When the two stopped again, it was already a long and rolling river.

It is the Wangchuan River, but it is not marked as such on the map. It should be the name given by Mengdie. The two of them followed the river all the way north. The end of the Wangchuan River was her hometown.

Speaking of Mengdie, Zhao Yun glanced at the Lord of the Rings.

Mengdie lay there quietly, like a lifelike ice sculpture.

Due to her death state, the curse seal was temporarily frozen, and the passage of her life span also stopped.

Even so, Mengdie will not live long after waking up.

"How did you get that martial aura?"

The mustache looked at Zhao Yun, this trump card is still very practical.

Previously in the underground palace, he was driven almost crazy by the old man in python robe, but Zhao Yun did not reveal his trump card. He only found out today. Duan's eyes were opened, making him even more unable to see through Zhao Yun.

"Secret." Zhao Yun replied casually.

The mustache didn't take it seriously. He wanted to learn it, but Zhao Yun probably couldn't teach it.

The rest of the journey was not peaceful.

The pursuers of Xunmengdie were encountered frequently, both in Xuanyang and Ksitigarbha realms, but they were all skillfully avoided, not because they were afraid, but because they didn't want to waste any more time, because the power of the fake death elixir was fading.

Mengdie is resurrected, and the Lord of the Rings will no longer allow it to stay.

"We should be able to arrive before dawn."

The mustache looked at the map and made some estimates.
To be continued...