And the person who assassinated Zhao Yun was indeed her clone.

After all, she didn't bother to assassinate someone in the Ksitigarbha realm.

However, after seeing the background of the Holy Son of Tianzong, she had no choice but to go. Ghost-faced Yama had already failed, and most of the other Tianzi-level killers would not be able to take down Ji Hen. No matter how many vertical sects there were, it would be useless.

Of course, there was another reason why she went there in person: she was really unhappy when she saw that boy.

She has assassinated so many people, but this is the first time she has been thrown by someone. Even if it was a clone who was thrown, I feel the same way. Since the Holy Son of Tianzong is outstanding, she doesn't mind coming out for a walk.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun flew through the sky as fast as a thundering roar.

He touched his neck more than once and always felt it was cold.

"It would be strange if you were targeted by the Tianwu Realm."

Luna glanced at it, such a beautiful girl, she would throw her down whenever she wanted, so why not tease her a little bit?

Zhao Yun searched his mind and speeded up again.

After chasing her for most of the night, she still didn't see the dragon concubine. Maybe she was eager to save her father and her speed was extremely fast.

Zhao Yun was not slow either, using the quick-moving talismans one after another.

Along the way, he saw many flying mounts, and war horses were still galloping on the ground.

Most of them rushed to the border to help, and among the older generation, most of them were dying. For example, Yun Cangxuan, the ancestor of the Yun family, knew that his time was running out, so he fought towards the border with the determination to die.

Naturally, there are also juniors.

The rise and fall of a country should have inspired their bloody spirit.

kill!

war!

The closer we get to the border, the louder the shouts of death become.

Zhao Yun held a telescope in his hand and flew all the way. It seemed that the entire north was in raging war. Who knows how many people from the Black Dragon Dynasty had entered, and most of them had already exchanged fire with the strong men of Great Xia who were rushing to the border to aid. There were battles everywhere, and there were rumbling sounds.

The sound resounds throughout the sky, there is no need to look at it, corpses are everywhere.

What he saw along the way was indeed the case.

Many people from the Black Dragon Dynasty came in, many ancient cities collapsed, and many villages were massacred. The blood was spreading from the north to the south, and the farther north, the thicker the blood mist became, and the sky and the earth were dyed red.

Buzz!

He bent his bow and took arrows all the way.

Anyone who meets the Black Dragon Dynasty must not be angry.

But, he didn't stop.

The roc spread its wings and flew straight to the north. He stood on the roc's back and attacked along with it.

During this period, he was besieged and killed more than once.

However, no one could stop him and he was forced to fight his way through.

As for the people who sneaked into Daxia, there are people to deal with them. There are also many powerful people from Daxia rushing to the border. They bumped into them before they reached the border. No more nonsense, just get started.

On the second day and night, he caught up with Long Fei.

Dragon Concubine's whole body was filled with evil energy, and she was probably like him. She was surrounded and killed by many people on the way, and she was killed by force. The sword she carried was bloody. Without asking, she knew that she had killed many people.

When they reached a void, they could already see Canglong Mountain.

It was only vaguely visible, it was still far away, but the shouts of death were clearly audible.

"We are still attacking, and my father is still alive."

Concubine Long swallowed loudly, and the sword in her hand buzzed and trembled again.

"Don't be reckless."

Zhao Yun said, pulling her down to the sky. Such a frontal attack was thankless. Fighting requires skills and cannot be done forcefully. Although they are hosts, they still have to weigh and weigh against the army of martial cultivators.

own heritage.

Compared with attacking from the front, causing trouble from the rear seems to be more effective.

He glanced at the Lord of the Rings.

Well...there are ballistae, there are many ballistae.
Chapter completed!