wicked immortal

Zhao Yuan used "war" to destroy invisible walls one after another.

This is a non-contact battle, but this battle is extremely dangerous. Zhao Yuan can imagine that as long as he retreats, the countless invisible walls will press him down, crushing him to pieces.

No one knows what Zhao Yuan's battle value is.

The combat value test ring of the beast leader of the raptor mercenary group was once cracked, and Zhao Yuan once defeated thousands of blood bulls in battle.

In this battle, besides strength, combat value plays a vital role.

Zhao Yuan's battle value is like a slow but indestructible spear, attacking cities bit by bit.

Zhao Yuan's clothes fluttered, his long hair fluttered, and the black-backed long knife dragged on the ground unexpectedly sparked with shocking sparks.

Kuta was sweating profusely and was drenched all over.

He found that he had made a serious mistake. He shouldn't use this thankless martial arts to stop Zhao Yuan, because he needed to build countless invisible strong shields, while Zhao Yuan only needed one for each side. Point by point to destroy.

Originally, Kuta wanted to show Zhao Yuan a little color, but he didn't expect that he was in a cocoon, which made it difficult for him to ride a tiger.

No, this situation has to be changed!

Kuta supported the precarious invisible solid wall shield, thinking about how to solve this deadlock, because he could no longer stop Zhao Yuan from approaching.

"clatter!"

Kuta was still thinking about it, but Zhao Yuan didn't give him a chance. His "quietness" had already sensed the flaw in Kuta's mind, and he had been waiting for this opportunity all along.

At this time, Kuta was thinking about breaking the situation, and had no intention of supporting him at all, so Zhao Yuan immediately took advantage of the situation.

Raising his right arm, the sharp black-backed long knife slashed towards Kuta as if it brought a pool of hot blood under the light of the fire, making a whistling sound of piercing through the air.

Lan Xin and a few big guys didn't expect that Zhao Yuan, who seemed to be walking extremely hard on the sand dunes, would still have the strength to launch an attack, and they immediately let out an exclamation.

not good!

Seeing the heavy long knife slashing in the air, Kuta turned pale with fright and hurriedly activated the spell.

An unbelievable scene appeared, around Zhao Yuan's body, there seemed to be a layer of translucent crystal wall, as if it were real.

Unfortunately, Kuta's remedy was too late.

"Crack!"

The thick long knife that contained mighty power slashed heavily on the crystal translucent crystal wall, making earth-shattering cracking sounds, and saw that the thick crystal wall unexpectedly exposed countless cracks, spreading radially towards the surroundings.

In a burst of intensive and complex incantations, the crystal wall quickly recovered, and Nakuta was already sweating profusely and his face was pale.

"it is good!"

Once Zhao Yuan's sword worked, he was immediately full of pride, shouted violently, put away his sword and slashed again.

hack!

Chop again!

hack!

Chop again!

Amidst a burst of violent cracking sounds, the solid crystal wall was quickly split into pieces in the rapid recovery.

"Hahahaha, Wu Wu is nothing more than that!"

Seeing that Kuta seemed to be unable to hold on, Zhao Yuan burst into high spirits, laughed loudly, jumped up several feet suddenly, held the black-backed long knife with both hands, and slashed at the thick crystal wall with all his strength.

"Pong!"

This time, the crystal wall did not make a cracking sound, but collapsed. The thick crystal wall was torn apart by the black-backed long knife, as if billions of stars were scattered all over the place, and then disappeared invisible.

The desert returned to tranquility.

However, Pentium's fighting spirit was still blazing in the night sky.

Zhao Yuan stood less than five zhang in front of Kuta, with a black-backed long knife stationed on the sand, long hair flying in the air, and a heroic spirit.

"Kuta, although I have stolen the black-backed long sword of the black-faced god, but I am not one of his generals. You and him are really incomparable!" Zhao Yuan pointed at Kuta and laughed.

"You think you've defeated me?" Kuta sneered after being ridiculed nakedly by Zhao Yuan.

"You and I are fighting each other. It's not a battle of life and death. Winning or losing is nothing to worry about. I'm just telling you that our Great Qin Empire has a vast land and resources, and there are many capable people. The black-faced gods are the pillars of the empire. How can you, a mere martial artist, be able to fight against you?" contempt!"

"Could it be that our martial arts assassins are afraid of your Great Qin warriors!" Kuta's eyes flickered with murderous intent.

"I'm not afraid. I need my subordinates to see the truth. It's nothing to talk about the upper hand." Zhao Yuan sarcastically said.

"Okay, today we will see the real chapter..." Kuta laughed back angrily, and strode towards Zhao Yuan with a scimitar in his hand.

"Kurta!"

"Miss." Kuta's body shook one by one, and he stood still.

"Everyone is just exchanging ideas, forget it." Lan Xin winked at Kuta.

"Yes, Miss." Kuta walked to the campfire and sat down expressionlessly, remaining silent.

Seeing that Kuta was not fighting, Zhao Yuan also put away his long knife and strode to the bonfire.

"Zhao Yuan, do you have some friendship with that black-faced god?" Lan Xin asked.

"No. In fact, he hates me to the bone." Zhao Yuan said lightly.

"Then why are you defending him so much?" Lan Xin was a little puzzled.

"It's just a personal grievance between me and him."

"Hmph, it seems that there is a racial conflict between us!" Lan Xin snorted coldly.

"Zhao is not in the temple, not in his position, I don't seek his own government, I can't take care of the affairs of the country, and I can't take care of it. However, I, Zhao Yuan, am a man of seven feet. If the country is facing a crisis, I must take the lead and do my part!" Zhao Yuan said. a meal.

……

The bonfire swayed, and there was an extreme silence in the desert.

Those big men seemed to have their own thoughts, staring at the flames in a daze, while Lan Xin was a little restless and kept paddling on the sand with a branch, looking a little restless.

"Zhao Yuan, let me ask you, why can't the two countries live in peace?" Lan Xin asked.

"It's easier said than done." Zhao Yuan was taken aback and said calmly.

"Why? Answer me!" Lan Xin asked.

"We can't find the answers to many questions, just like the grievances and grievances between the assassins and the Great Qin Empire go back thousands of years. To resolve these conflicts, it is definitely not a matter of a few words."

"Could it be, could it be that Daqin and the assassins are going to fight forever?"

"Yes, in the long years, there will be some heroes who try to write history. When one party's strength becomes weaker, the other party will covet it. This is an eternal truth."

"What do you think, now that Assassin and Daqin are fighting, who will win?"

"Da Qin!" Zhao Yuan replied without thinking.

"Why?" Lan Xin snorted coldly.

"Although the current Great Qin Empire is not the most powerful time in history, it is still well-organized and harmonious, capable people emerge in large numbers, the four great gods guard the territory, and General Chang Kong guards the imperial capital. Some small countries cannot shake their roots at all."

"Hmph, we also have the great Ruolin Wu Wu!" Lan Xin was dissatisfied.

Zhao Yuan didn't continue to argue, and fell into silence. He knew that there was no way to argue for a result in this matter.

The bonfire was burning blazingly.

The desert is suffocatingly quiet.

Indistinctly, Zhao Yuan discovered that there was a gap between him and several big guys who were supposed to have a good relationship.

Of course, the most important thing is that Zhao Yuan discovered that after expressing his intention to defend the black-faced gods, several big men showed strong hostility towards him.

Zhao Yuan just wanted to return to Heishui City safely, and didn't want to cause any complications.As a citizen of the Great Qin Empire, Zhao Yuan's pride has been deeply ingrained in his bones. Naturally, silence is the best choice.

Seeing that Zhao Yuan remained silent, Lan Xin also lost interest in arguing. After all, who is weak and who is strong does not come out of her mouth.