wicked immortal

"Zhao Yuan, it's a pity that you don't know how to carry spiritual energy. Otherwise, if you move all your brains into the Sumeru Ring, you won't be able to use it up in 80 or [-] years." Monk Tianxin exclaimed when he saw the mountain of sharp arrows.

"It's strange, there are no bow and arrow materials outside this desert. Why does this small tribe store so much arrow feathers?!" Zhao Yuan asked while busy throwing arrow feathers into the Sumeru Ring.

"The Assassins are deliberately planning to invade the Great Qin Empire, so it's not unusual to prepare a lot of bows and arrows."

"Sure enough, there are no waves without wind. Earlier last year, I heard that there was going to be a war in Heishui City."

"Even you, a villain, have appeared. What's so strange about fighting... Hey, there are masters coming." Monk Tianxin suddenly looked serious.

"A master?" Zhao Yuan was taken aback, but he didn't feel the slightest.

"Come on!"

"it is good!"

Zhao Yuan seized the time to throw another bundle of arrow feathers into the Sumeru Ring, summoned flint and kerosene from the Sumeru Ring, and ignited the mountain of arrow feathers.

"Brother, what kind of sabotage are you doing... You can't leave..."

"Pong"

There was an earth-shattering bang, and the tent collapsed before the flames were ignited, and the flames that had been lit were blown out by a gust of wind.

Zhao Yuan waved the black-backed long knife one after another, cut open the tent, and rushed out with a look of embarrassment. Outside the tent, there was a big man in leather armor with a figure like an iron tower holding a bronze long hammer in his hand. On the hammer, there are countless sharp thorns, and under the light of the fire, it reflects a chilling light.

"Zhao Yuan, this long hammer is a weapon specially designed by the Assassins to deal with the heavy armor of the Great Qin Empire. It is called a thorn bone, and there are misplaced breast nails on it. The lethality is extremely amazing. If you touch it, you will be seriously injured if you don't die."

"Is this person a Wu Wu?" Zhao Yuan's expression was stern.

"The monk doesn't know how to judge, but since the other party can avoid your search, there must be something powerful about it. Just be careful, there are even more powerful masters than him in this camp, and they can be resolved quickly."

"Ah."

"Who are you?" The big man in leather armor with a hammer in his hand looked at Zhao Yuan with a look of disappointment on his face.

"Zhao Yuan."

"Where's Wanyan Honglie?" The leather armored man looked at Zhao Yuan with a puzzled look on his face.

"Wanyan Honglie..." Zhao Yuan was taken aback for a moment, and then thought that this ambush should be aimed at Wanyan Honglie.

"Are you a spy of Daqin?" The leather armored man immediately came to his senses, glanced at the long knife in Zhao Yuan's hand, and said sharply.

"It's useless to talk, the only thing to do is fight!" Zhao Yuan raised his black-backed long knife, his long hair flying, and his fighting spirit was raging.

"Fight!"

The big man in leather armor holding a thorn bone seemed to be inspired by Zhao Yuan's murderous intent. With a lift of the thorn bone in his hand, he strode towards Zhao Yuan with a big stride.

What a ferocious aura.

Seeing the indomitable momentum of the big man in leather armor, Zhao Yuan's blood boiled, he held the knife in both hands, moved his feet at high speed, and rushed towards the big man.

All of a sudden, dust was flying under Zhao Yuan's feet, and the raised yellow sand was turbulent and tumbling, like a sandstorm in the desert that despises all life.The gravel rubbed and collided under Zhao Yuan's feet, making a rumbling and frightening cry, as if thousands of monsters were roaring and fighting, and thousands of horses were galloping, the scene was extremely spectacular.

At this time, Zhao Yuan, although he hadn't broken through the "war", had already reached the peak, with unparalleled power.

Cut out the long knife!

The situation changed color.

Zhao Yuan used all of Zhao Yuan's full strength in this knife, full of the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers to fight back.

"it is good!"

The big man in leather armor roared, and the thorn bone in his hand suddenly smashed towards Zhao Yuan's head, with the sound of howling wind, the mighty yellow sand was restrained by this hammer, as if it had been hit in the head.

The long knife makes contact with the heavy hammer.

"Pong"

There was a loud noise, a loud noise like the sky falling apart, and the surrounding soldiers were shocked by the loud noise, their ears were bleeding, and their faces were painful.

"hero!"

"Not bad!"

Zhao Yuan and the big man took a few steps back at the same time, applauded in unison, and immediately, they both rushed towards each other.

Zhao Yuan's "battle" had reached the critical point of a breakthrough. It was so ferocious. The black-backed long knife seemed to be nothing in his hand, and he slashed at the big man in leather armor one after another. And the big man in leather armor was also extremely brave. The seemingly bulky Tribulus Guduo was extremely dexterous in his hands. Not only did it catch Zhao Yuan's storm-like blow, it could even fight back.

A ferocious force swept the camp.

The rolling sand made the burning tent sway non-stop.

Thousands of soldiers gathered in a huge circle, watching the battle between the two mesmerized.

This is the battle of the strong.

Lan Xin, who was several miles away, looked horrified.

Zhao Yuan didn't know who his enemy was, but Lan Xin did.

Hu Yansheng, a big man in leather armor holding a thorn bone, is well-known on the grassland and desert. He ranks eighth among the top ten warriors of the Cinu tribe. He is brave and good at fighting.

Lan Xin never dreamed that Zhao Yuan would be evenly matched with such a sudden one.

"Zhao Yuan, there are experts spying on us, let's make a quick decision!" Monk Tianxin said eagerly.

"kill!"

Zhao Yuan sensed the urgency of the situation from Monk Tianxin's tone, he suddenly yelled, his body jumped several feet, and the black-backed long knife in his hand slashed at the leather armored man in the air.

This knife was slashed by taking advantage of the air, and it was extremely ferocious.

Zhao Yuan was sure that the big man in leather armor would never confront him head-on.

really!

The majestic body of the big man in leather armor retreated one after another, dragging the thorn bone in his hand to the ground, unexpectedly plowing a shocking deep groove in the desert.

"Hahaha, my master is gone!"

Zhao Yuan laughed out loud, and slashed the long knife in his hand on the sandy ground, causing countless dusty dust to rise from the ground. Under the cover of the sandy dust, Zhao Yuan rushed towards the surrounding soldiers at a speed that was appalling. Like a zigzag lightning bolt.

"what……"

"what……"

"what……"

……

Zhao Yuan rushed into the soldiers, and all of a sudden, people turned on their backs, screaming endlessly.

"Where to run away!" Hu Yansheng didn't expect that Zhao Yuan would run away, and suddenly he was furious, holding a thorn bone, and ran towards Zhao Yuan.

"Pong"

An earth-shattering bang.

Majestic power appeared in front of Zhao Yuan's chest out of thin air, and Zhao Yuan, who rushed into the crowd, flew out like a projectile, fell heavily on the ground, and recently spilled a shocking trace of blood.

The soldiers dodged one by one, and in the open space, a slender, middle-aged man in civilian clothes stood like a mountain.

Behind Zhao Yuan was Hu Yansheng who had already chased him, and in front of him was the middle-aged man who was like a mountain.At this time, both of them had a relaxed expression. Obviously, in their eyes, Zhao Yuan had already caught a turtle within his grasp.

"Zhao Yuan, run away!" Monk Tianxin urged.

"I can't escape." Zhao Yuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled wryly.

"If you don't leave now, when the time comes, you really won't be able to leave, and there are experts not far away to supervise." Monk Tianxin was very anxious.

"There are still masters..." Zhao Yuan was startled, he knew that the person who could make Monk Tianxin called a master must be very powerful.

"immediately!"

Monk Tianxin yelled violently, and actually came out from the small ink-colored sword on Zhao Yuan's arm, and saw that the black and white yin-yang boat was wrapped with an invisible and insubstantial spiritual energy, sweeping towards the middle-aged man in civilian clothes, fiercely Incomparable.

"Evil spirit!"

The middle-aged man let out an exclamation.