wicked immortal

Because there was no ready-made armor, some people gave Zhao Yuan a helmet, some people gave Zhao Yuan armor, and some people gave Zhao Yuan combat shoes.

Putting on the military uniform, Zhao Yuan was full of heroism, his body became more and more majestic, and there was an indistinct aura of a strong man looking down on the world.

"Crazy Taoist, arrows!" Zhao Yuan called out a long bow and a bundle of sharp arrows from the Sumeru Ring.

"Yes, sir!" The mad Taoist had a tacit understanding with Zhao Yuan, and immediately threw off his arms and carried the sharp arrow on his shoulder.

"go!"

Holding the longbow in his hand, Zhao Yuan raised his arms and roared, and rushed towards the wall close to the battlefield. Dozens of soldiers followed behind him, and their heavy war shoes stepped on the bluestone slabs, making a rumbling sound, as if they had returned to the Great Wall. The glorious years of running thousands of miles on the grassland.

Being able to fight with Zhao Yuan is the highest honor for the soldiers of Heishui City!

Because of the battle with Zhao Yuan in Assassinating the Grassland, Yang Cheng and the others had a high status in Heishui City.

Everyone was wearing Daqin-style armor, and they rushed to the inner city wall without being hindered.

Zhao Yuan began to issue orders and set up battle formations.

Everyone cooperated hundreds of times in the assassination prairie. It can be said that they had a good understanding and were familiar with the road. Soon, the soldiers entered the fighting state, surrounded Zhao Yuan like stars and moons, and the cold weapons exuded murderous aura. A flash of metallic light.

Zhao Yuan's goal is very clear.

cultivator.

In the Great Qin Empire, cultivators were not allowed to enter the palace.

At this time, the sky was fighting like a raging fire, inextricably linked, in a state of tragic stalemate, blood filled the air, the air was filled with blood, the blood was so strong that it was disgusting.

The cultivators had a clear upper hand.

In the palace, there are not many fighters who can fly in the air, so the number of practitioners fighting in the sky also has a clear advantage, and the fighters are at a disadvantage.

Although the four gods are brave and invincible, they can't stand the crowd. Each of them has to face at least five or more cultivators. For warriors, fighting in the sky is completely different from fighting on the ground. The attacker's flying sword is like lightning, and it is impossible to guard against.

Under the siege of the cultivators, the four great gods were already showing signs of fatigue and wetness. From time to time, they would fall to the ground to borrow their strength. The courage to make up for the lack of combat power.

Why not give full play to the strengths of warriors on the ground?

You must know that the most suitable combat environment for a warrior's tyrannical body is the ground.

Immediately, Zhao Yuan understood that if the four great gods fought with the cultivators on the ground, it would definitely cause a devastating blow to the fighters on the ground of the palace, and it would also destroy the buildings of the palace, because the formation of the palace is very powerful. Probably only defense against the sky.

Of course, protecting the palace is only second, and the most important thing is that if all warriors fall to the ground, then they will be in a position of being beaten, because cultivators don't need to land at all, they just need to use aura to control the flying sword to kill the enemy That's it.

If the cultivators hunted and killed the warriors in the palace unscrupulously in the sky, the consequences would be disastrous.

Unless, all the people hid in the building, and with the protection of the array, those cultivators were allowed to rampage in the palace.

Obviously, it is impossible for the palace guards to allow such a situation. This is not only related to the dignity of the royal family, but also the dignity of the masters.

A steady stream of warriors came to reinforce them from all directions. On the ground of the palace, there was a large area of ​​darkness, with swords and guns everywhere, armor colliding, and the army was at its peak.

It's a pity that those cultivators seem to know that warriors cannot stay in the air for a long time. The place where they fight is a certain distance from the ground. This distance has become a natural moat that some low-level warriors cannot cross...

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Zhao Yuan remained calm and calm, silently calculating, he was looking for the best opportunity.

The battle in the sky is getting more and more fierce. There are spurting auras and mighty warrior qi everywhere. From time to time, the corpses of practitioners and warriors will fall to the ground.

The opportunity is coming!

The Sledgehammer God and the Silver Armor God fell to the ground at the same time, and Zhao Yuan was looking for a moment when two of the Four Great Warriors landed at the same time.

swish swish swish...

Dozens of sharp arrows shot out silently, like lines of nothingness, incredibly slow, and what was even more suffocating was that those dozens of sharp arrows seemed to be wrapped in a black flame.

That's not a flame, it's the seal of the ancient Wuwu, that flame seems to be calling for the vast power in the void.

The world-renowned art of archery!

However, at this time, Zhao Yuan's skill with the arrow is different from the past, not only can it be invisible, but also inject the power of the "War Elephant" into the sharp arrow.

In the realm of "War Elephant", as the name suggests, the power has reached that of a war elephant. It is conceivable that a small arrow feather contains the power of an elephant, and its power and lethality are terrifying.

"Are you ready?" Zhao Yuan watched the dozens of sharp arrows fly away slowly.

"Ready." Dozens of soldiers answered in a low voice.

"start!"

Before Zhao Yuan finished speaking, he bent his bow and set up an arrow. Dozens of sharp arrows were shot out at the same time. An astonishing scene appeared. Those sharp arrows were slower than the first sharp arrows. Jumping on the arrowheads, he stepped on the sharp arrows and rushed towards the sharp arrows in front of him, and those sharp arrows, carrying the heavy body of the soldier, still lifted the weight lightly, as if they didn't have the slightest weight...

The highest level of Yijian technique is to control the speed of sharp arrows.

In the night sky, a very strange scene appeared. Dozens of soldiers flew into the air with their arrow feathers.

The moment dozens of soldiers flew into the sky, Zhao Yuan shot again with the longbow in his hand, and dozens of sharp arrows were shot out silently. In the gap between people, the cultivator who went straight to the sky penetrated the night sky like black mercury.

Whoosh...

The first wave of arrow feathers caused a commotion in the air. Some cultivators who were fighting were caught off guard by the elusive sharp arrow, fell to the ground, and were immediately torn to pieces by some warriors.

"It's Zhao Yuan!" On the ground, a martial artist familiar with Zhao Yuan shouted in surprise.

"Zhao Yuan, Zhao Yuan of Blackwater City!"

The warriors uttered earth-shattering shouts, their voices were as majestic and turbulent as the tide, straight into the sky, earth-shattering, and extremely fanatical.

In the minds of warriors, Zhao Yuan has become a symbol of invincibility and a spiritual totem.

Immediately after the first polly arrow, the second polly arrow came first. This polly arrow made the cultivators who had the upper hand immediately panic, avoiding those elusive ghosts like ghosts from hell General sharp arrows.

The third wave is not sharp arrows, but warriors with sharp arrows!

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

……

Yang Cheng raised his arms and shouted, the killing sound shook the sky, and his morale was like a rainbow.