Those riders came from Lion Roaring Ridge. At first, they didn't agree. They didn't expect the ghost town to appear. They were shocked to the ground dragons under their seats. On this steep mountain road, many riders were suddenly thrown into luck, which was very miserable.

Wu Yan rushed up, his arms expanded, and punched the rushing Dragon. With a heavy sound, the Dragon's eye ball flipped and died on the spot. The cavalry on it was shocked and shot a spear in his hand. When he fell off the dragon's back, Wu Yan hit the chest and abdomen. His chest cavity was sunken, and he vomited blood and fell to the ground.

After repeated recurrence, none of the cavalry rushed towards him could get Wu Yan's punch, and he was as if he had entered a state of no one and rushed like a mad god.

An arrow hitting him with tincture oil was like scratching his body, and it was not a threat at all.

Yan Shiguang was carrying a long blue dragon sword on his back, and his feet were touching the ground. He rushed forward, sweeping the long sword, cutting off the feet of the dragons from all over the ground, making a scream of pain, and throwing the riders back into the green onion.

The three commanders were more fierce than the other, and the other was braver than the other. The hundreds of cavalry that rushed out fell apart and completely collapsed before they could make achievements.

The army's morale surged, and it made a loud shout of killing sound, and rushed up against the sword rain all over the sky. How could the fortress gate resist this tide? It was soon knocked down and collapsed. The guards on the city tower fell down and were all killed by random knives.

After rushing dozens of feet away, I came to the second fortress gate and finally saw the archers from Feijiao Mountain, arranged on the city tower.

Hua Yan covered himself with earth and stone armor, took the lead, and came downstairs, and suddenly raised his fist to hit the ground. It was Hua Yin's own physical cultivation move "Bazhu Lei Wei".

An inexplicable force rushed into the ground, then rushed back like a fountain, breaking the strong gate open a big hole.

Not long after, under the craze of the army, the second city tower collapsed, and hundreds of archers were all slaughtered and killed.

"Die it for me!"

Wu Yan and others were still waiting to lead the army to charge, but they heard a thunderstorm shout, and dozens of violent masters jumped down from the last fortress tower, knocked the Zicheng army away and rushed straight to Wu Yan and others.

This group of masters gathered between Lion Roar Ridge and Feijiao Mountain, and only waited for Wu Yan and others to take action when they were exhausted.

But they obviously underestimated the generals of Zicheng. Su Fu was extremely generous to the soldiers. Moreover, they had no need to mention the cost of food and drink. They should be as good as the needs of cultivation and only the big clans could enjoy. Zicheng had never stingy, so that they could be strong and full of energy.

Just talk about Huayan, who destroyed camps and camps in the daytime, and fought all the way at night, consumed a lot, but its aura was still even. Seeing dozens of masters attacking, he was calm and calm.

Since dozens of masters, a large number of demon soldiers have rushed out of the fortress. The two armies fought in this mountain road, and a large number of demon soldiers have died at every moment.

Zhao Yun ignored it and jumped up to the city tower. The city tower was ten feet high, and a middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back. Seeing Zhao Yun coming up, he immediately set off and said, "I heard for a long time that there is a gray-clothed courtyard in Xuanmen. The head of the courtyard is a general who commands the army. Now he is in the battle, he is indeed well-known. I don't know if this skill is so quick!"

It was King Kao's Ox, whose voice finally burst out with a chill.

"Just try it!"

Zhao Yun admired in his heart that it was really rare to be worth a monster to achieve this. However, no matter how much admiration was, each of them was his master, so naturally he could only fight. When he moved, the ghost city hidden in the fog also moved, colliding with the cold air of the Kouling King.

King Kaori looked at the ghost town in all directions, took out two scimitars, stepped on his toes, and then slashed his head towards him.

Zhao Yun poked out the spear with a black luster in his hand, which was cleverly like a poisonous snake. With a slight shaking, it shook its scimitar open, and then rotated like a dragon, piercing the facade of the King of the Horns.

The King of the Kouling avoided sideways, and his left hand scimitar suddenly threw it out like a dart.

Zhao Yun almost leaned back, and the scimitar swirled around and rubbed across his chest. The sword wind was extremely sharp, and a bloodline suddenly appeared on Zhao Yun's chest.

He is the peak of the ghost Taoist and immortal, and he returns to the yang body, so he naturally has flesh and blood.

In this way, King Kaori stepped on the void with his feet, and his body turned into a shadow, and he had already come close to him. His hands were slashing, and Zhao Yun blocked the left and right.

After nearly a hundred rounds of travel, Zhao Yun saw a blank space, and used the force to fly backwards. His body was already covered in blood. The pair of scimitars of the King of the Horned King made him so amazing that he left many wounds on his body.

The so-called "an inch long and an inch stronger", and a short and an inch dangerous. If you are approached by the King of the Horns, it will inevitably be difficult to resist the enemy. Zhao Yun's thoughts moved and a faint light appeared on his body.

All kinds of evil spirits rushed out of the ghost city and condensed into black clouds above the fortress, as if they were like catastrophe clouds.

Zhao Yun flashed and disappeared. When he appeared again, he had already arrived at the head of King Kao Ling. He took his gun into a whip and smashed it down hard.

The void crackled, and the King of Oxen was shocked. He only raised his knife and crossed it, holding a spear to attack.

The blow was heavy, and he was shot down and smashed into the fortress.

However, before Zhao Yun was happy, the fortress sounded loudly, and the King of Kadeng rushed out again and threw all the scimitars with both hands. This time, the sword wind could see it with his naked eyes, like two wind swords, cutting the void. If this happened, there would be death but no life.

However, it is said that the soul refining banner was purified by the origin, and Zhao Yun's moves relying on the soul refining banner are just a sign of it. For example, this black cloud dissipates after it moves once. Each time it condenses the black cloud, it consumes a lot.

Now Zhao Yun has escaped from the soul banner and escaped from the void in his heart. He does not need star power to provide it, but he needs to pay a price. If he dies at this time and Su Fu is not here, he will definitely fall.

This is the price of freedom!

It was time to say that, and the scimitar came quickly. In the blink of an eye, he only held a spear and blocked the scimitar with the body of the gun.

Clam--

However, the scimitar was in line with the gun body and was still rotating continuously. For a moment, Mars flew everywhere. Zhao Yun's body gradually retreated and crashed into the mountain next to the fortress. In the midst of the collapses, the mountain collapsed and rocks flew. The scimitar rushed out of the smoke and dust and fell into the hands of the King of Kouling.

He focused his attention at the smoke and dust without any slacking off. He spent his whole life on this pair of scimitars, which could be said to be an alien among the demon clan.

Before the smoke and dust dissipated, Zhao Yun walked out slowly with a spear, coughing softly, without saying a word.

The ghost towns in all directions suddenly became clearer and clearer, and four faint lights rushed into Zhao Yun's body.

He jumped high and looked down from a high place, pointing at the long spear from the corner of the King of the Horns, but he saw the faint light expanding. In this dark night, the faint light was particularly conspicuous.

The King of Kadeng's face was heavy, and he held the scimitar in his scimitar. The demonic power surged on his body, and everyone realized that he had not reached the realm of a demon general.

The next moment, the faint light and the demonic power collided!

PS: Another chapter (below)~~
Chapter completed!