The thunder arrow is like a sword light, cutting through the darkness.
Mr. Zhao's arrows, combined with the Bawang Bow, are still very domineering.
However, his arrow gradually extinguished its brilliance in the darkness. Before it could touch the bloody sun, it collapsed into ashes. The power of the arrow and the breath of thunder were all submerged in the darkness, and even a little spray was gone.
Did not appear.
"Invalid?" Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows.
The Thunderbolt Arrow, which has always been invincible, seems to be a joke this time.
"It's useless." Master Rasho Sect took a deep breath, "This is a secret method of space. Unless your arrow can cross the space, it will not be able to hurt the bloody sun at all."
"I don't have any eyesight." Zhao Yun coughed dryly.
His teleportation can be regarded as a type of space secret technique. Unfortunately, in order to contain the blood-clothed ancestor, he used teleportation twice before, and his pupil power has been exhausted, which is far from enough to use the clone again.
"I have." The master of the Rashomon Sect said calmly.
After saying that, she stretched out her jade hand, held Zhao Yun's face, and faced her face to face. Then her eyes met. Her eyes were also a kind of heavenly eyes, and there was a mysterious power lingering at this moment.
That was Tongli, which she passed on to Zhao Yun through a secret method.
"Is this okay?"
Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows again, feeling that wisps of power flowed into his pupils. They were all the pupil power of the Master of the Rashomon Sect. They were warm and gentle, like a clear spring irrigating the dry earth, making his eyes, which lacked pupil power, feel a little less painful and tired.
, the light bloomed again.
The master of the Rashomon Sect said nothing and only calmly channeled his power.
By the way, I also took a good look at Mr. Zhao's face. To be honest, he was really handsome, much better than the popular face. She looked dazed and her cheeks were dyed red unconsciously.
If you see a certain face too often, you will always think of some fragrant and gorgeous pictures.
Just like...those three days and three nights.
Look at Zhao Yun, he's not normal anymore either.
This was the first time in his life that he had looked at a woman in such a serious way, which made him feel very unnatural.
The head of the Rashomon Sect's cheeks turned red.
It was inevitable for him to have wild thoughts.
At this point, the nose is particularly unsatisfactory. There is a warm current overflowing without being summoned. I don't know if it is a nasal congestion or something else. Whenever a nosebleed occurs, only one nostril bleeds. People who look at it want to give him a big mouth.
The other nostril was also bleeding.
That's how symmetrical it is.
In just three to five seconds, the darkness illuminated by the lotus lanterns created an extremely awkward atmosphere. If the situation hadn't been out of place, there might have been a love action scene.
boom!
The bloody sun made a sensation, and the entire darkness trembled.
Then, a piece of blood-colored light shone down from the dark sky. Not to mention Zhao Yun, even the head of the Rashomon Sect felt a palpitation in his heart. The blood-colored light was extremely destructive.
Zheng!
Zhao Yun wiped away the nosebleed, put away the Overlord Bow, and took out the Longyuan Sword. The sword body was stained with blood, blessed by thunder and lightning, and the aura of Xuanhuang lingered on it. Even the Dunjia Tianzi became changed because of his blood.
Manifested, the light bloomed one by one, adding a mysterious and terrifying power to the sword's power and intention.
He is gathering strength.
Either don't fight, or destroy that sun with one blow.
After all, with his current power, he can only move once.
There is only one chance.
"I'm sure." The Rasho Sect leader's mouth was bleeding, his beautiful eyes were dim and his blood-stained jade hands were pasted on Zhao Yun's back, forcefully instilling the power of Tianwu.
"If you can survive, it would be nice to sit down and have a chat." Zhao Yun said with his back turned.
"good."
The master of the Rashomon Sect smiled softly and poured all his remaining strength into Zhao Yun.
Zhao Yun, on the other hand, poured this power into the Longyuan Sword, vowing to strike the ultimate blow.
"Wind and Thunder Jue."
With a cold scolding, Zhao Yun disappeared in an instant, and the master of the Rashomon Sect staggered to the ground. The moment she fell to the ground, Zhao Yun pierced the bloody sun with a sword. The sun instantly collapsed, and the bloody light shining down also followed.
of annihilation.
Uh...!
In the darkness, there was a muffled groan.
It was the blood-clothed ancestor who must have suffered a backlash. He took a step back and spat out a mouthful of old blood. The power the spell caster had bestowed on him collapsed on the spot, and his momentum plummeted.
It was precisely because of his backlash that the darkness collapsed, and the world returned to clarity. The moonlight was still so bright, and the stars were still so bright, shattering the remaining power of the darkness.
puff!
Zhao Yun also spurted blood and fell from the sky.
It is true that he destroyed the darkness and the bloody sun, but he also suffered heavy injuries. Space against space stirred up a cold and terrifying force. He was injured by this force, and his limbs that had just been reshaped were all damaged.
The body, internal organs, meridians and eight meridians... almost disintegrated on the spot, and there was a pool of blood when he landed on the ground.
boom!
The blood-clothed ancestor stood firm in one step, his evil aura overwhelming.
The master of the Rashomon clan saw him, and his expression was extremely solemn.
The Dark Devil is broken, but the situation between her and Zhao Yun seems to be still very bad. She has exhausted her strength, Zhao Yun is only half-life injured, and the power of the curse seal of the ancestor of Zongxueyi is gone. It is more than enough to destroy them both.
Zhao Yun coughed up blood and his face didn't look much better.
Today...I'm afraid I have to kneel down!
The blood-clothed ancestor smiled ferociously, reached down into the void with one palm, and turned into a big black hand. He wanted to capture Zhao Yun and the master of the Luosheng Sect alive. After capturing these two people, he would go and clean up the Qilin Holy Beast. By the way, he would refine the Qilin Immortal Fruit.
When transformed, this line of conduct...is the complete merit and virtue.
Zhao Yun carried Long Yuan in his hand and was shaking.
The master of the Rashomon Sect forced himself to stand up, but he staggered.
The two of them seemed unable to block this blow.
roar!
At the moment of crisis, a roar echoed throughout the world.
The little unicorn came out, swept by the billowing flames, and galloped out.
Xu Shi had just completed his transformation, and the connotation of the Kirin Immortal Fruit still remained in his body, which made its power reach the extreme in these few moments. Even the ancestors in the Tianwu realm, such as the blood-clothed ancestors, were knocked out of their feet in an instant, and they looked down from the sky.
His big black hand also collapsed due to it.
Acridine!
The little unicorn screamed, like a ray of light entering Zhao Yun's body.
Although it is powerful, it doesn't know how to use it. If we really want to fight it, it is far from the blood-clothed ancestor's opponent. Therefore, joining forces with Zhao Yun is the best way. It has power and Zhao Yun has a fighting mood, which is a perfect match.
"Well come."
As soon as Mr. Zhao drank the sonorous drink, he gained strength and instantly stood firm. Not only did he stand firm, he also turned into a unicorn. He transformed into a human-shaped power body, as tall as a mountain, and his momentum was unparalleled. This was all attributed to the little unicorn, a unicorn fairy fruit.
, Sure enough, it was not in vain, it was true nirvana and transformation, look at the power of this unicorn, the essence is also majestic, far from the previous comparison.
Compared with him, the power of the blood-clothed ancestor is almost insignificant.
The power of his curse seal has dissipated, and at this moment he is just a mysterious being controlled remotely. To put it bluntly, he is just a living puppet. His momentum has plummeted, and even his combat power is far from its peak.
"It's my turn."
Zhao Yun didn't waste any time and started attacking on the spot. He struck out from the sky with a palm, which was as powerful as Mount Tai. Before it really fell, a small mountain peak could no longer withstand the pressure and disintegrated.
The blood-clothed ancestor had no expression on his face and punched the sky.
Without the blessing of the power of the curse seal, he is still a Tianwu, with an unrivaled punch that breaks the palm seal.
roar!
Zhao Yun's eyes flashed, and he forced the dragon to swing its tail. The dragon's tail in the unicorn state was not only big, but also extremely powerful. The blood-clothed ancestor of the Tianwu realm was thrown away. Before he could stand still, Zhao Yun killed him again.
Then, with a slash to the sky, he fell to his knees.
"So strong."
The head of the Rashomon Sect opened his mouth slightly, his face pale as he looked at it.
The transformed Qilin Holy Beast is indeed domineering enough.
Such majestic power was used to the extreme by Zhao Yun. Even at her peak state, it was difficult for her to fight. If Zhao Yun advanced to Quasi-Tian and cooperated with Qilin Transformation, ordinary Tianwu realm might not be his opponent.
Boom! Bang! Boom!
When she looked at him, Mr. Zhao was showing off his might, attacking all the way. The blood-clothed ancestor couldn't lift his head, and his Tianwu body was full of blood and bones, as if he had been beaten to pieces.
The world suddenly turned into chaos.
The few remaining mountain peaks were all destroyed by the bombing, and the mountains and forests were in a mess and razed to the ground.
"Let me beat my wife."
"Let you beat my wife."
I don’t know at which moment, there were more wolf howls in the world.
They are Zhao Yun's clones, gathered from all over the place, the main body is responsible for showing off, and they are responsible for shouting, surrounding the master of the Rashomon Sect, jumping up and down one by one, with loud voices, cheering for the main body, you know
This is a clone. I didn’t know it, so I thought it was a group fight?
The head of the Rashomon Sect looked sideways, looking at this pile and then at that pile, with a strange look in his eyes. Is someone too evil? Even the clones are so humane, and they look like a group of bandits.
besides.
Does the daughter-in-law they refer to refer to her?
"Our boss said that those who have slept with each other are all wives."
"Hmm...how about three days and three nights?"
"It is undeniable that the scream is still very ecstatic."
The clones are also interesting, and they gather together and chatter.
After that, they were sent back to their mother's womb by the master of the Rashomon clan. Although they were weak, they were able to kill a few clones and it was no problem. The noise made her ears buzz.
At this point, she has basically confirmed that... Zhao Yun has not lost his memory.
Because of this realization, her cheeks turned red. The dignified master of the Rashomon Gate seemed to have lost his face. No matter where she went for the rest of her life, she would never be able to escape the curse of those three days and three nights.
boom!
Another roar resounded across the sky.
It was the blood-clothed ancestor who received a palm from Zhao Yun and fell from the sky, smashing a deep pit into the earth. The flying soil was stained with scarlet blood, and his hair was disheveled. There was no human form at all.
Fortunately, he was a mysterious person at the moment and could not show his expression. Otherwise, he would have had a ferocious face, and he would have been knocked unsteady by a Ksitigarbha realm, and the majesty of Tianwu was gone.
"Eat my sword."
Zhao Yun arrived again, swung his sword and killed him.
This sword did not hit, or it could be said that the blood-clothed ancestor escaped. This guy's fighting power is fierce, and his escape is also a skill. Like a faint light, he escaped from the world, but he can't fight again, and fight again.
Just kneel here.
"Where to go."
Zhao Yun carried Long Yuan in his hand and pursued him closely, chasing and beating him all the way.
That scene was so amazing that the head of the Rashomon Sect was stunned for a moment.
Tianwu realm!
Peak Tianwu realm!
It's just one step away from becoming a fairy.
At this moment, he was actually being chased and beaten by someone from the Ksitigarbha realm. Looking at history, this was the first time that he had ever been beaten.