"Zhao Yuan, it's a pity that you don't know how to move spiritual energy. Otherwise, if you move them all into the Sumeru Ring, you won't be able to use them all in a hundred and eighty years." Monk Tianxin exclaimed when he saw the mountain of sharp arrows.
"It's strange that bow and arrow materials are not abundant outside this desert. Why does this small tribe store so many arrow feathers?!" Zhao Yuan asked while busy throwing arrow feathers into the Sumeru Ring.
"The Cinu clan is deliberately planning to invade the Qin Empire. Is there anything strange about preparing many bows and arrows?"
"As expected, there is no smoke without fire. Early last year, I heard that there was going to be a war in Blackwater City."
"Even a villain like you showed up, what's so strange about fighting... Hey, a master is here." Monk Tianxin suddenly looked solemn.
"Master?" Zhao Yuan was stunned, but he didn't feel anything at all.
"Let's go!"
"good!"
Zhao Yuan seized the time and threw another bundle of arrow feathers into the Sumeru Ring, summoned flint and kerosene from the Sumeru Ring, and ignited the pile of arrow feathers.
"Brother, what kind of destruction are you doing... You can't leave..."
"Peng"
There was an earth-shattering loud noise, but before the flames could start burning, the tent collapsed, and the flames that were originally lit were blown out by a strong wind.
Zhao Yuan waved his black-backed long knife one after another, cut open the tent, and rushed out with a embarrassed look on his face. Outside the tent, he saw a big man wearing leather armor and with a body like an iron tower holding a long bronze hammer in his hand.
On top of the hammer, there are countless sharp thorns, which reflect a frightening light under the light of the fire.
"Zhao Yuan, this long hammer is a weapon specially designed by the Cinu tribe to deal with the heavy armor of the Great Qin Empire. It is called a caltrop bone. It has misplaced breast nails on it. Its lethality is extremely shocking. If it touches it, it will cause serious injuries even if you don't die."
"Is this person a martial arts wizard?" Zhao Yuan's expression was stern.
"The monk doesn't know how to judge. However, since the opponent can avoid your search, he must be powerful. You should be careful. There are more powerful masters than him in this camp. Let's fight quickly."
"Um."
"Who are you?" The leather-armored man with hammered caltrop bones looked at Zhao Yuan with a hint of disappointment on his face.
"Zhao Yuan."
"Where is Wanyan Honglie?" The leather-armored man looked at Zhao Yuan with confusion on his face.
"Wanyan Honglie..." Zhao Yuan was stunned, and then thought that this ambush should be aimed at Wanyan Honglie.
"Are you a spy of Da Qin?" The leather-armored man woke up immediately, glanced at the long knife in Zhao Yuan's hand, and said sternly.
"It's useless to talk, just fight!" Zhao Yuan raised the black-backed long sword, his long hair flying, and his fighting spirit was raging.
"Fight!"
The leather-armored man holding the tributary bone seemed to be aroused by Zhao Yuan's murderous intent. He raised the tributary bone in his hand and strode towards Zhao Yuan. He landed on the ground and the ground shook, as if the sky was shattering and the earth was shattering. The sound was horrifying.
What a fierce momentum.
Seeing the indomitable momentum of the leather-armored man, Zhao Yuan's blood boiled. He held the knife in both hands, moved his feet at high speed, and rushed towards the big man.
For a moment, the sand and dust were flying under Zhao Yuan's feet, and the yellow sand was surging and rolling, like a sandstorm in the desert that despises all life. The sand and gravel rubbed and collided under Zhao Yuan's feet, making a horrifying rumbling sound, and it seemed as if
Thousands of monsters roared and fought, thousands of horses galloped, and the scene was extremely spectacular.
At this time, Zhao Yuan, although he had not broken through the "battle", had reached his peak and was unparalleled in power.
The long knife slashes out!
The wind and clouds changed color.
With this sword, Zhao Yuan used all his strength and was full of the momentum of swallowing up mountains and rivers to fight against the odds.
"good!"
The big man in leather armor roared, and the thorn bone in his hand suddenly hit Zhao Yuan's head, causing a roaring wind. The mighty yellow sand was restrained by this hammer, as if it was a blow to the head.
The long knife comes into contact with the heavy hammer.
"Peng"
There was a loud noise, like the earth shattering, and the surrounding soldiers were shaken by the loud noise so that their ears bled, and their faces looked in pain.
"hero!"
"good!"
Zhao Yuan and the big man took a few steps back at the same time, cheered in unison, and immediately rushed toward each other.
Zhao Yuan's "war" has reached the critical point of breakthrough. It is so fierce. The long black-backed knife is like nothing in his hand. He slashes at the leather-armored man one after another. The leather-armored man is also extremely brave. That knife
The seemingly bulky thorn bones were extremely dexterous in his hands. Not only did they catch Zhao Yuan's stormy blows, they were also able to counterattack.
A ferocious force swept through the camp.
The rolling sand caused the burning tent to sway.
Thousands of soldiers gathered in a huge circle, watching the battle between the two men in a mesmerizing way.
This is a battle of the strong.
Lan Xin, who was miles away, had a look of horror on her face.
Zhao Yuan didn't know who his enemy was, but Lan Xin did.
The leather-armored man holding a thorn bone stalk is famous in the grassland and desert. He is ranked eighth among the top ten warriors of the Cinu tribe. He is brave and good at fighting. He is the disciple of Ruolin, the greatest martial witch of the Cinu tribe.
Lan Xin never dreamed that Zhao Yuan would be so evenly matched with such a sudden opponent.
"Zhao Yuan, there is a master spying on you, let's fight quickly!" Monk Tianxin said urgently.
"kill!"
Zhao Yuan sensed the urgency of the situation from Monk Tianxin's tone. He shouted suddenly, his body jumped up several feet, and the black-backed long knife in his hand struck the leather-armored man in the air.
This sword was struck with the advantage of the air, and it was extremely ferocious.
Zhao Yuan was sure that the leather-armored man would never confront him head-on.
really!
The majestic body of the leather-armored man retreated one after another, and the caltrop bones in his hands fell to the ground, plowing a shockingly deep groove in the desert.
"Hahaha, I'm gone!"
Zhao Yuan laughed heartily, and suddenly struck the sand with the long knife in his hand. Countless sand and dust were stirred up on the ground. Under the cover of the sand and dust, Zhao Yuan actually rushed towards the onlookers. The speed was astonishing.
Like a zigzag lightning.
"ah……"
"ah……"
"ah……"
…
Zhao Yuan rushed into the soldiers. For a moment, people fell on their backs and screams could not be heard.
"Where to escape!" Hu Yansheng didn't expect that Zhao Yuan would actually escape before the battle, so he became furious, holding the tribulus bones, and ran in the direction of Zhao Yuan.
"Peng"
There was an earth-shaking loud noise.
A majestic force appeared in Zhao Yuan's chest out of thin air. Zhao Yuan, who rushed into the crowd, flew out like a projectile and fell heavily to the ground. A trace of shocking blood recently spilled out.
The soldiers moved out of the way one by one, and in the open space, a middle-aged man with a slender figure and clothed in cloth stood as tall as a mountain.
Behind Zhao Yuan is Hu Yansheng, who has already caught up. In front of him is the middle-aged man who looks like a mountain. At this time, both of them have a look of leisure. Obviously, in their eyes, Zhao Yuan has already
It's time to catch the turtle in the urn.
"Zhao Yuan, run away quickly!" Monk Tianxin urged.
"Can't escape." Zhao Yuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a bitter smile.
"If you don't leave now, then you won't be able to leave. There will be experts supervising you not far away." Monk Tianxin was worried.
"There are still masters..." Zhao Yuan was shocked. He knew that the person who could be called a master by Monk Tianxin must be very powerful.
"immediately!"
Monk Tianxin shouted violently, and the small ink-colored sword on Zhao Yuan's arm actually came out, and he saw the black and white Yin and Yang ship wrapped in an invisible and immaterial spiritual energy sweeping toward the middle-aged man in cloth, fiercely
Incomparable.
"Evil spirit!"
The middle-aged man exclaimed.
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