The white crane spreads its wings, and pieces of illusory feathers evolve, chopping down from the sky like a violent storm. The Tianwu-level attack is still very domineering, and every feather is like a sharp steel knife.
Zhao Yun used his soul to control the sword and flew it at his side to defend.
And he used the Immortal Killing Technique to soar into the sky and pierce the clouds.
The white crane bleeds, and a bloody gully was cut on its left wing. It didn't fly very steadily, and staggered in mid-air. The bloody gully on its wings healed quickly, and its recovery power was extremely strong.
Being hurt like this made it angry.
Then I saw its body trembling violently, flapping its wings, and a sea of blood-colored fire rolled down. It was not a real flame, it was the form of a secret technique, like a cloud of fire covering the sky. Zhao Yun rushed too fast.
, the car didn't even stop, it crashed, and was instantly engulfed in a sea of flames.
"It's really yours."
Zhao Yun groaned, and his energy and blood were wiped out in pieces.
This is a very extraordinary mount, with a Tianwu level attached to it. As expected, it is not just for showing off. If nothing else, it is said that this sea of fire that is not a real flame carries a kind of power of destruction innately.
Gua!
Seeing that Zhao Yun was trapped, Bai He opened his mouth and spit out a stream of blood.
The blood glow turned into a sword glow, which was extremely lethal, and the air was filled with flames.
"Come here!"
Zhao Yun scolded him coldly and moved the sky and the earth.
The two exchanged positions on the spot, and Bai He fell into the sea of fire, covered in black smoke. Before he could stand still, he was hit by the bloody glow that he spat out a moment ago, and was almost killed by a single blow.
Use his spear to attack his shield.
Zhao Yun's method of moving heaven and earth is definitely a good way to deceive people.
Gua!
Bai He's scream was full of violence, and he jumped out of the sea of fire.
The moment before, Zhao Yun had already bent his bow and set an arrow; but at this moment, the thunderous arrow had already struck.
puff!
This bloody light was particularly dazzling.
The white crane that had just jumped out of the sea of fire was pierced by an arrow.
It's not over yet.
After the Thunder Arrow, there is the Sword Flying Immortal.
The swords filled the sky with clanging sounds, and the bones of white cranes flew across the sky. So what if the Tianwu-level flying mounts were against him. Against the Holy Son of Tianzong, he was far from an opponent. After three or five moves, he was beaten like a bird.
Once again, Zhao Yun underestimated the bird.
Maybe he was forced to panic, Bai He actually used the forbidden method, and there was a shadow on his body. The human-shaped shadow was extremely huge and looked like an old man. The one born was called the Immortal Wind Dao Bone, Tianwu level.
The energy spread across all directions, causing even the vast sky to tremble under the pressure.
"Master Shangyang?"
Zhao Yun saw it and narrowed his eyes for a moment.
After a closer look, it seems that he is really Shangyang Zhenren, but he is not the real deity. He is just a phantom, engraved on Baihe's body in the form of a brand. It can be summoned to fight when necessary. It is a one-time secret method.
"Why does he want to block me?"
Zhao Yun shouted loudly and smashed the shadow of Shangyang with one palm.
The white crane and the white crane were also knocked down into the void, with a look full of shock. This quasi-heaven realm was too strong. It was invincible to the Tianwu mount, and even the shadow of its master was useless.
Just kidding, that's the Holy Son of Tianzong.
Not to mention a phantom, even if Shangyang himself came in person, Zhao Yun would still be able to hit him.
"it's over."
Zhao Yun executed a killing technique from the sky.
Bai He, who was still struggling, was pierced between the eyebrows with a sword.
A complete kill.
Seeing Bai He's expression before his death, he felt depressed and melancholy.
Shangyang Zhenren's mount! It was at the Tianwu level. It was more noble than the ancestors of the same line. It was always aloof. Looking at whoever dared to offend him in the southern region, he was buried in the hands of a quasi-tian.
Zhao Yun, with quick eyes and quick hands, collected the white crane and headed straight for the other side.
The battle on Miaoyu's side has not yet ended. Although the old man in black is blind, he has a good background and is not stupid. He does not dare to confront Miaoyu head-on. He only wants to escape at an extremely fast speed.
"The real person will not let you go."
This guy was very restless and even screamed when he ran away.
Mr. Zhao usually attacks this guy with unusual ferocity. He chases him up in two or two steps and removes one of his arms with his sword. Then he hits the old man in black robe with a palm and his bloody body explodes.
"You have a good trip too."
Zhao Yun said calmly, with another big Luo Tianshou.
The old man in black robe couldn't hold himself up, and was beaten into a puddle of flesh and blood by a palm. He died in a very depressed manner. He came all the way to help deliver the betrothal gift, but he was surrounded and killed halfway. He was not mentally prepared.
Zhao Yun hastily cleaned up the battlefield, turned around and left.
After a long time, I saw someone passing by this world. I saw that the sea water was dyed with a lot of blood, and I couldn't help but raise my eyebrows. Was there a big war not long ago? Was it another murder and robbery? This guess is reliable, the dead sea is like a
The barren mountains and ridges are a good place for killing people and selling goods.
When Zhao Yun returned to the island, night had fallen.
Seeing him coming back, the strong men of Qianqiu City on the island stood up collectively.
"Set the pot...to stew the meat."
Mr. Zhao's voice was so domineering that it leaked out.
The strong men's eyes looked strange when they heard this. Are they setting up a pot to stew meat?
When Zhao Yun moved out of Baihe, the friends were so shocked that they could not stand still.
"This is... a Tianwu-level white crane?"
"I'm counting on it, Master Shangyang's mount."
"This should be Lin Rong, Shangyang's grandson."
All the powerful men gathered in a group and were chattering. It could not be said that he was the Holy Son of Tianzong, so he made a big move and tied up the most beloved grandson of Master Shangyang, and even brought his mount with him.
Set the pot.
stew.
The old guys were very energetic and rolled up their sleeves.
Everyone present, except for Cangqiong, no one has ever eaten a Tianwu-level mount. Zhao Yun is kind-hearted enough to bring them such a game, which is a great source of nourishment.
The mountain forest suddenly became lively.
There is a clear division of labor between the strong people. Those who light the fire, those who set up the pots, and some people put the magic knife. The atmosphere is so harmonious, mainly because they are in a good mood. Shang Yang's mount makes me happy just thinking about it.
"You guys haven't been idle these days!"
Zhao Yun carried the wine bottle and walked around the woods.
There are crooked neck trees everywhere, and there is no shortage of them on this island. There are many figures hanging there, some he has seen, some he has not seen, but they all have one thing in common, they are all his enemies, and they are all
After being tied up, he should have been beaten. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and there were footprints all over his body.
Well...these are meat tickets.
He was very conscious and hung up Lin Rong as well.
By the way, a collector's edition...stinky sock was stuffed into Lin Rong's mouth.
"What happened to the Eight-Bud Pagoda?" Cang Qiong asked.
"There is one from the Blood Clothes Sect, and I have stolen it." Zhao Yun took a deep breath, "The Corpse Clan does not have one."
"this....."
"It doesn't matter, the last one has a clue."
"That's good."
Before long, the aroma of meat filled the mountains and forests.
The meat of the Tianwu-level white crane is so delicious.
With Mr. Zhao as a master chef, it tastes even better with seasonings.
"Then who...eats meat."
Zhao Yun shouted at the island next to him.
The so-called "who" refers to the ghost-faced Yama and a group of sky-level killers.
"Not hungry."
Ghost-faced Yama replied casually, lying on the stone and sleeping soundly.
Among the sky-level killers, few people pay attention to him, as if he has never eaten meat.
"Tianwu-level stewed goose."
Zhao Yun's voice howled so domineeringly.
Okay! As soon as these words came out, the ghost-faced Yama stood up and ran faster than a rabbit. There were also all the killers in the sky, who were also very weak in their legs and feet. Moreover, they all brought their own dishes and chopsticks.
"Where did it come from?"
The ghost-faced Yama was the fastest, his eyes sparkled when he saw several large pots of stewed meat.
The Tianzi-level killer is also curious. He has never eaten the Tianwu-level stewed goose.
"Shangyang's mount."
The third elder of the Demon Family laughed and cleared up the doubts.
When all the killers heard this, including Ghost Faced Yama, they all gave Mr. Zhao a thumbs up. You are really awesome! What a damn good nature you have! The mount that Ren Shangyang worked so hard to raise, back and forth.
It must have been a hundred years, and you finally reached the Tianwu level, and now you are being stewed?
"Let's eat."
Zhao Yun ignored him and already took out the rice bowl.
The strong men were not polite and gathered a large group around them.
Hmm...it tastes great, and it tastes even better with a sip of wine.
"This guy...is not a bad person."
The killers of Rashomon all said this.
For this reason, Ghost Faced Yama specially took out the little notebook and read: On a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, someone invited us to eat stewed goose... There was a small mark: Tianwu-level stewed goose.
Perhaps, they will all regret it in the future.
Because the meat Mr. Zhao invited... was very expensive.
"Why don't you see the devil?"
Zhao Yun took a sip of wine and looked around at everyone.
Apart from Mako, there were also many seniors missing from the scene, wandering around somewhere unknown.
"Going to kidnap people." Everyone laughed.
"Then do you know where the nine-tailed fox cub is?" Zhao Yun asked in a low voice.
"Nine-tailed fox...cub?"
After hearing this, all the powerful men collectively raised their eyes.
Seeing this scene, Mr. Zhao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
Mako's secret work is so thorough that even his own family members don't know about it?
"Don't stop me, I can still have another bowl."
"How many bowls are you eating now? Do you really want to eat them?"
“There are so many people but so little meat!”
The mountain forest at night is still noisy.
I don’t know why, but everyone’s appetite is extraordinarily large tonight.
It is true that there are more people than meat. Let alone a white crane, even if it is pulled in a cart, it can finish it. A Tianwu-level bird will not be able to finish another meal after eating it, and it will have to eat several bowls until it dies.
Overall, the atmosphere is very harmonious.
Even the little holy beast Qilin is particularly happy.
It is indeed a Tianwu-level stewed goose. It is indeed a great tonic. After a few bowls of broth, the whole body will be filled with steam. There are so many people who have actually improved their cultivation.
"Where did he go?"
Zhao Yun climbed to the top of the mountain and called the devil with the messenger talisman.
For most of the night, there was no response from the devil, and the same was true for other people calling.
This gave everyone an ominous premonition, that boy wouldn't have fallen into a trap!
How about saying it's one of my own family, I'll guess it right away.
Mako really fell into a trap, or to be precise, he was trapped in a sea of fog.
That's right, it was the sea of fog that had bred spiritual intelligence and was still wandering around the world. I went to the Great Yuan for a while and then ran back to the Southern Territory. By coincidence, the devil bumped into it.
, are you scolding me inside right now? As you walked, you stumbled into a sea of fog.
.........
There will be chapters later, so it will come later.