Eternal Gate

The night of Daxia was a little dark, it was hard to see the stars, and it seemed to be stained with blood.

This land has been poisoned by war. Eight border gates, seven of them are in flames, corpses are everywhere, blood is flowing in rivers, the worst is the northern border, the city wall has been broken, and countless soldiers of the Black Dragon Dynasty will attack Daxia.

The mountains and rivers are broken.

The blood mist is permeated.

It is a stretch of mountains, with peaks and ridges lying on top of each other, like a giant dragon, named after its ancestors: Canglong Mountain, which has stood for endless years, and the vicissitudes of life is old. Now, it is also stained with blood. The army of the Black Dragon Dynasty has been Surrounded here.

"Catch the dragon fighters and establish the king on the spot."

Such a howl, resounding infinitely everywhere.

These words are like a curse, driving the Black Dragon Dynasty army to madly attack Canglong Mountain, because the Emperor of Daxia is in it. A dragon battle may be weak, but he is a king of the dynasty, which is of great significance.

Just imagine, if Long Zhan was captured, what a blow Yu Daxia would be.

"If you want to fight, come."

In the mountains, violent shouts were posted.

It is a dragon battle, standing majestically on the top of the mountain.

He is a man and a strong lord. I don't know how many **** battles he has experienced. The armor is broken and the golden cloak is stained with blood. Since Daxia started, he should be the first emperor to go on the battlefield.

Because of him, the Great Xia Royal Dragon Army guarding northern Xinjiang has a strong combat power and set a new historical record. Under the fierce attack of the enemy, it hardly resisted for more than half a year. The emperor of the Black Dragon Dynasty was furious. Forced to break through the border, the military disparity, the dragon army was defeated all the way, and was besieged by Canglong Mountain.

"Your Majesty, break through!"

The Royal Dragon Commander is also here. He has said this many times. Although he knows that there is little hope, but the Great Xia Royal Dragon Army will desperately die to give the emperor a **** way. Victory and defeat are commonplace. When the Dragon War returns to the imperial capital, it is not a comeback. Knowable.

"Don't go."

Long Zhan smiled tiredly, his eyes were firm, he didn't plan to go back when he came.

This steadfastness is also shared by the soldiers of the Royal Dragon Army. It should be a kind of obsession, the obsession to defend one's home and the country.

"Catch the dragon fighters and establish the king on the spot."

It's this sizzle again, in all directions.

If Canglong Mountain is a city, the army of the Black Dragon Dynasty is attacking the city at this moment, and the drowsy figure, like a black tide, engulfed an inch of land.

war!

The Dragon Army fought hard, holding on to the peaks, fighting forever, even when surrounded, the fighting power was bursting, and even the Black Dragon Dynasty army had to pay the price of blood for every step.

They are not without reinforcements.

I don't know how many people rushed to the border, and they were on their way to kill.

Among them, Zhao Yun and Long Fei are included.

Since leaving the imperial capital, they have been running for half a month, standing on the flying mounts, looking at the north with exhaustive eyesight, they have been able to vaguely see the **** fire, listen carefully, and it seems that they can still hear the sound of killing.

"Father, hold on."

Concubine Long had tears in her eyes, and her hand-held killing sword buzzed and trembled.

Zhao Yun stayed silent, looking at the sky all the way, looking at the astrology, hoping that there would be thunderstorms in the past few days.

However, there is no sign.

He was hopeful, hoping that there would be thunder and lightning without warning.

Otherwise, the battle will be very tragic.

"You go first, I will catch up as soon as possible."

Zhao Yun closed his eyes, then changed his direction and went to the mountains.

Concubine Long kept silent, and used the speed talisman again, like a ray of light across the sky.

Zhao Yun is not slow, and has entered the mountains and forests.

After him, there was a dark figure chasing in. Looking at the figure, it should be a woman, black robe caged in twilight, without honor, only knowing that the breath is erratic, making people think that it is a wandering in the dark. ghost.

Entering the forest, she stopped suddenly.

It wasn't that he didn't chase, but Zhao Yun was missing.

"Follow me all the way, which one."

Behind him, Zhao Yun carried Long Yuan and walked out of the darkness.

The black-robed woman turned around, and there was also a slender sword in her hand, shining with a demon-like light, "Tianzong Saint Son, it really deserves its reputation."

Following her words, she disappeared suddenly.

Reappearing, she had reached behind Zhao Yun and slashed with a sword.

"Rashomon." Zhao Yun said in his heart, extremely sensitive to the breath of the Rashomon assassin.

Zheng!

The sword has arrived.

He stepped sideways and avoided easily, then tore off the opponent's black robe.

At this point, he could see that the other party's true face was indeed a woman, and she was also a beautiful woman, not under the imperial concubine in terms of appearance and beauty; in terms of temperament, he and the imperial concubine had their own merits, one graceful and luxurious, the other cold and beautiful. , Standing under the moon, the same is true, on the cultivation base.

This girl is a bit wicked.

Obviously it is a quasi-celestial realm, but there is a heavenly martial energy.

"Master Rasho?" Zhao Yun narrowed his eyes slightly.

This guess seems unreliable.

The master of Rashomon is a genuine Heavenly Martial Realm. It shouldn't be such a weak one, and there is no need to engage in assassinations. It is entirely possible to fight directly.

"Where is the ghost face Yama?" the black robe woman said lightly.

Zhao Yun remained silent, still scanning the other side up and down.

After a couple of moments, he replied, "Be a guest at my house."

It's because the ghost face Yama is not here, otherwise you will yell at it, and your family will hang on the tree for people as a guest?

His words sounded a bit tricky to the woman in the black robe.

Consciously being tricked, she made another move. The ghostly body was even more weird than before. It was clearly attacked from the front, but her sword was stabbed from behind Zhao Yun. This is the ultimate speed. Or, the secret method of space.

Zhao Yun did not move.

It wasn't until the killing sword stabbed that he turned his head for a moment, avoiding the lore.

The black-robed woman pierced the air with a sword, and then wanted to fly behind her back. This was the instinct of an assassin.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun was quicker and grabbed his wrist without waiting for the other party to pull away.

When it's over, it's a style of play that is not very beautiful for women. Such a beautiful girl was stunned by this stuff and drawn a graceful arc in mid-air.

boom!

The black-robed woman fell to the ground with a bang.

She did not see the light of blood, nor did she vomit blood, it turned into a mist in a flash.

"Clone?"

Zhao Yun was shocked when he saw it.

That's right, this is a clone, because it is a clone, he was shocked, you know, he has a celestial eye, he hadn't noticed before, even the clone is so strong, how terrible his deity should be.

Is it possible that it is really the master of Rashomon?

Zhao Yun didn't think much, and went straight to the north to chase the Concubine Long.

It's not rare to see, his expression is ugly, he seems to have been stared at by the master Rashomon.

This time it is a clone, maybe it will be the deity next time.

"Ji Hen."

I don't know how many miles away in an underground palace, there is a quiet voice.

The speaker was a woman, sitting on the altar, meditating quietly. When she said the word Ji Hen, she slowly opened her eyes, her beautiful eyes were clear, but she was so cold that she couldn't find a trace of human emotion.

She is the master of Rashomon.

And it was indeed her clone who assassinated Zhao Yun.

After all, she didn't bother to assassinate a Ksitigarbah.

However, after seeing the background of Tianzong Saint Child, she can't go, the ghost face Yan Luo has missed, and most of the other Tianzi level killers can't take Ji Hen, and no matter how many sects are, it is useless.

Naturally, she went there in person, and there was another reason: she was really upset when she saw that kid.

She had assassinated so many people, and it was the first time she was thrown down. Even if she was thrown as a clone, the deity felt a little bit empathetic. Since the Heavenly Sect Saint was outstanding, she didn't mind coming out.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun was so shocked that he passed through the sky.

He touched his neck more than once, always feeling chilly.

"Being stared at by the Heavenly Martial Realm, it's strange that it's not cold."

The Moon God glanced at him, such a pretty girl, she would throw herself when she said she fell, anyhow she slapped her!

Zhao Yun searched his mind and speeded up.

After chasing after most of the night, but also did not see the dragon concubine, Xu Shi was eager to save his father, and the speed was extremely fast.

Zhao Yun is not too slow, and the speed symbols are followed by one after another.

Along the way, he saw a lot of flying mounts, and the horses were still galloping on the ground.

All those who rushed to the frontier, most of whom were the elders, and among the elders, the Shouyuan generals were the majority, such as Yun Cangxuan, the ancestor of the Yun family, who knew that there was not much time, and was determined to die.

Naturally, there are also juniors.

The rise and fall of the country should have inspired their blood.

kill!

war!

The closer you are to the border, the clearer the call to kill.

Zhao Yun held a telescope and looked all the way. The entire north seemed to be in flames. The ghost knew how many people from the Black Dragon dynasty had entered. Most of them had already fought with the Great Xia powerhouses rushing to the border. Resounded across the sky, no need to see, dead corpses were everywhere.

What he saw along the way was indeed the case.

A lot of people from the Black Dragon Dynasty came in, many ancient cities collapsed, and many villages were slaughtered. The blood was spreading from the north to the south, and the further the north, the thicker the blood mist, and the world was dyed red.

Hum!

He bends his bow and shoots arrows.

Anyone who has seen the Black Dragon Dynasty must not be angry.

However, he did not stay.

Dapeng spread his wings and flew high, so he was right to go straight to the north. He stood on Dapeng's back and took the attack along the way.

During this period, he was besieged more than once.

However, no one could stop him, he was forced to kill him all the way.

As for the people who stole into Daxia, there are not a few people who have taken care of them and rushed to help Daxia strong at the border. Before reaching the border, they ran into it halfway through. Not much nonsense, and just started to do it.

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

Concubine Long's body was full of evil spirits tumbling, and most of them were like him. He was besieged and killed forcibly. The sword in her hand was bloody. You don't need to ask, you know that you have killed a lot of people.

To the emptiness, they could already see Canglong Mountain.

It was only vaguely seen, still far away, but the shouting and killing was clearly audible.

"It's still attacking, the emperor is still alive."

Concubine Long choked with a sob, and the sword in her hand buzzed and trembled again.

"Mo recklessly."

Zhao Yun said, pulling her down into the sky. Such a frontal attack was thankless. You must pay attention to skill in the battle, but you can't work hard. Although they are the hosts, they have to weigh and weigh against the army of Wuxiu. Own heritage.

Compared to attacking from the front, making trouble in the rear seems to be more effective.

He glanced at the Lord of the Rings.

Hmm... there are ballistas, there are many ballistas.

Find a hidden place and bombard him wildly from behind. The picture should be very eye-catching.