Zhao Yuan knew that the opportunity must not be missed and would not come back again, and he would not use his sword when he made a mistake. He followed Monk Tianxin and struck the middle-aged man in cloth with his sword.
After the middle-aged man in civilian clothes exclaimed, he waved his long sleeves, and the yellow sand on the ground actually rolled into the air, forming a huge and thick yellow shield. From a distance, it looked majestic and majestic.
Jump!
Zhao Yuan's "speed" realm has reached its peak state. He shot high into the sky like a sharp arrow from a string, and actually crossed the giant shield of yellow sand.
Zhao Yuan found that the height he jumped was much higher than last time.
If it were before, Zhao Yuan would definitely not be able to jump over this giant shield of yellow sand. It seems that his level of "speed" has improved a lot.
As early as a long time ago, Zhao Yuan discovered that there is no limit for cultivation, whether it is "posture" or "quietness", or "speed" or "war". It seems that even after breaking through these realms, as long as you practice repeatedly, you will be able to achieve your goals.
There can be endless improvement.
If we practice at this current speed, I wonder what kind of terrifying level "speed" will eventually reach?
Can we, like those people mentioned by Mingri Mingyue, be able to chase the sun with the physical body?
At this time, Zhao Yuan had no time to think about it, he had to escape for his life.
Stepping on the edge of the giant shield condensed with yellow sand, Zhao Yuan used his strength to jump again. Zhao Yuan's figure bounced high, and a muffled sound of "Peng" came from behind him. Countless cracks appeared on the giant shield.
Rapidly extending, in just a flash of lightning, this huge shield with a diameter of dozens of feet actually fell into pieces, collapsed, and turned into powder.
Seeing the huge yellow sand shield behind him falling apart, Zhao Yuan looked in disbelief. He didn't think he had that powerful power, but he just used some force to make the giant shield collapse and explode.
"Zhao Yuan, run away..." Monk Tianxin's dying voice sounded in Zhao Yuan's mind.
Zhao Yuan suddenly understood that the giant shield condensed with yellow sand was destroyed by Monk Tianxin.
Without any time to think, Zhao Yuan, who was in the air, rushed towards Lan Xin, who was several miles away. Behind him, countless giant shields of yellow sand stood up out of thin air, just like countless tall and thick shields suddenly erected in the desert.
The city wall is extremely spectacular.
Unfortunately, after those giant shields were defeated by Monk Tianxin at first, the ones behind him were a step too slow and allowed Zhao Yuan to escape.
"We escaped."
Seeing the giant shield of yellow sand getting further and further away, Zhao Yuan, who was frightened, let out a long sigh of relief.
"Zhao Yuan, the monk was seriously injured and needs to recover for a while. You have to rely on yourself to survive. I want the undead, the soul of death, the more the better..."
Monk Tianxin's voice became weaker and weaker, and then disappeared.
Zhao Yuan and Lan Xin rushed out of the encirclement.
In the dark, countless cavalrymen were galloping in the desert, and Zhao Yuan hugged Lan Xin and landed on the top of a sand dune several miles away, watching from a distance the winding torches in the huge sky.
Walking between the sand dunes.
From the position of the sand dunes, it can be clearly seen that the cavalry holding torches seem to have a very clear target and are surrounding them from all directions.
There was no panic in Lan Xin's eyes, her expression was still noble, but instead there was a hint of coldness. Crystal tears fell from her stubborn blue eyes, and her face showed endless sadness and loss.
"Who are you, Wanyan Honglie?" Zhao Yuan asked slowly.
"My brother."
"At least, he is still alive."
"Is he alive?" Lan Xin's eyes sparkled with hope.
"Yes, that ambush circle is not aimed at you and me, but at Wanyan Honglie."
"Yes, I am not qualified to let Hu Yansheng take action, let alone the national master."
"That middle-aged man in civilian clothes is the national master?"
"Yes."
"sharp."
"You are even more powerful. You actually escaped from Hu Yansheng and the Imperial Master... But we haven't escaped yet." Lan Xin glanced at the approaching fire.
"No one can catch up with me." Zhao Yuan looked confident.
"No one can escape the pursuit of Master Feng in the desert." Lan Xin shook her head.
"Why?" Zhao Yuan was stunned.
"You won't understand. He is one of the four great national masters of our Cinu clan. He is the darling of the desert and can call upon the power of the desert god."
"Can he fly?" Zhao Yuan frowned, thinking of the majestic sand shield.
"cannot."
"Then why did he catch me?"
"He can know the direction in which you are escaping, and he can mobilize all the troops and masters in the desert to pursue and intercept you. Your speed is of no use to him."
"Haha, as long as he can't fly in the air, what can he do if he finds me!" Zhao Yuan strode forward and stood on the top of the sand dune with his long sword stationed, looking down at the cavalry who were getting closer and closer, with great pride.
"Martial witches, like warriors, cannot fly in the air, unless they reach the level of Master Ruolin." Lan Xin looked at the majestic Zhao Yuan on the sand dunes, and felt suddenly enlightened.
"Okay, if that's the case, let's each run for our lives." Zhao Yuan put away his long knife and said to Lan Xin.
"Escape! Where can I escape?" Lan Xin sighed, her clear eyes no longer had the arrogance of the past, but a touch of loss and sadness.
"Hey, God is not wise. I, Zhao Yuan, am a notorious villain, not a bullshit hero. Why do you always have to let me encounter things like heroes saving beauties?" Zhao Yuan said with a tangled look on his face:
"Why do you have to look so pitiful and worry me?"
"Let's go. You can save me for a while, but you can't save me forever. This is my home!" There was a trace of determination in Lan Xin's voice.
"I really can't find a reason to save you... How about you become my concubine and I can justifiably save you?" Zhao Yuan suddenly said with great interest.
"Fart!" Lan Xin, who was feeling sad and lost because of the huge changes in her family, could no longer hold back and cursed loudly.
"Bah, I am reluctant to take you as my concubine because of your pity. Otherwise, I will fall in love with your hairy legs!" Zhao Yuan sneered.
"You...you...you..."
Lan Xin was so angry that she was shaking all over, pointing at Zhao Yuan and speechless.
"Hahaha, okay, okay, this young master is very kind-hearted and has already planned to save you. Seeing that you are depressed, I am just teasing you."
"..."
"Get ready to fight!" Zhao Yuan tied the long knife to his back and summoned the long bow and a bundle of arrow feathers in the Sumeru Ring. At this time, Zhao Yuan could not care less about exposing the secret of the Sumeru Ring.
"You...you...you have the Sumeru Ring? Are you a cultivator?" Lan Xin was shocked when she saw Zhao Yuan summoning the heart out of thin air. She had always thought that Zhao Yuan was just an ordinary person.
"Haha, I don't know if I am a cultivator."
"Are you going to shoot them with arrows?"
"Yes."
"If I'm not injured, and your speed cooperates with my archery skills, it won't be difficult to escape." A trace of regret appeared on Lan Xin's face.
"You have forgotten, I have already learned the art of shooting arrows from you." Zhao Yuan laughed.
"You!" Lan Xin's face showed endless contempt.
"You don't believe it?" An uninhibited smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Yuan's mouth.
"I am a daughter, so I am not suitable for practicing powerful martial arts. My master specially customized the Yijian method for me based on my physique. I have practiced hard since I was a child, practicing Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer. Each one
The details are all refined, and it took more than ten years to achieve some success. You just took a look at the arrow manual, and you have not learned the true essence of the art of Yi Jian. You actually dare to speak arrogantly and learn the art of Yi Jian. You are really ignorant.
Fearless.”
"Haha, such an ignorant person is fearless. Today I will show you that your so-called arrow skills are nothing more than trivial skills in my eyes!"
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