Chapter 2490 Big Brawl

"Surrender without killing."

"Run, run somewhere."

"Old Wang, you are fine."

In the dim night, the misty and strange mountains were filled with loud shouts.

The old man on the donkey led the reinforcements to fight. They disagreed and started fighting on the spot.

They are all in the martial arts world, so it is reasonable for them to meet one or two regular customers.

The two sides have different positions, there is not much exchange of pleasantries, and it is useless to talk too much, so just fight.

puff!

ah!

In large-scale group fights, bloodshed is inevitable.

Listening from outside, there were screams one after another.

Gua!

The battle was in full swing in the mountains and forests, and it was also hot in the air.

Looking up, you can see a blood eagle with a beautiful shadow standing on it.

Taking a closer look, it was the Holy Mother of Yin Ling.

She also came and waded through this muddy water, but she was not Zhao Yun's ally, but his enemy, a woman! She is very vindictive. That night at Ghost Mountain, she was beaten up by Zhao Yun. This time, she came here to cause trouble.

"What kind of monster are you?"

During the battle with others, the Yin Ling Holy Mother was still surprised and looked at Zhao Yun.

It had been a long time since we had seen each other. I am afraid that this guy might have encountered another great opportunity. As a result, his skill had increased so much that not even the old sword master at full strength could defeat him.

No wonder, no wonder Zuo Laoer chose him as his successor.

With such terrifying potential, no one in the entire world can find another one.

If you give that guy enough time, he will be the supreme leader of the martial arts world.

Therefore, it is necessary to kill as early as possible.

Kill it early to save yourself nightmares.

"Sister Yin Ling, why are you deserting?"

In a blink of an eye, someone came to kill him from the opposite side.

She is also a woman, dressed in white, with a cloud crane at her feet and a sword in her hand.

"Yun Lan, let's settle old and new scores together."

The Holy Mother of Yinling closed her eyes, flicked her sleeves and threw out a piece of poisonous needle.

The woman in white swung her sword and blocked them all.

It was also at this moment that she glanced down, seeing the form of the old sword master, she couldn't help but frown slightly.

is her

Hidden away from the world for too long? The old sword master actually practiced magic skills, and they were extremely evil skills. Otherwise, how could he have developed such terrifying internal power.

After seeing the old sword master, her eyes were on Zhao Yun again.

This world is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon. The first civil and military champion in the history of the Tang Dynasty was really talented. At such a young age, he could defeat the old swordsman. It was truly incredible.

"I don't believe it."

As she looked, the old sword master let out a roar that shook the sky.

He practiced magic skills, and his furious state of mind had its own bonus.

The only fly in the ointment is that he cannot control the powerful magic power at the moment. Not only can he not control it, but his mind has also been eroded, and his moves are no longer organized.

Because of this, there are flaws everywhere.

Zhao Yun, on the other hand, found every opportunity and made every move as fierce as a tiger.

Defeated.

The old sword master was defeated and was unable to stand firmly due to the hammer.

On the other hand, Zhao Yun felt as if he had been given a tube of chicken blood, and his fighting spirit was unparalleled.

The strange thing is that Tianzi Dunjia is gradually evolving as his state of mind sublimates. Every ancient character seems to have spirituality. It is not arranging itself all the time. It can be attacked when advancing, and it can be defended when retreating. The old sword master is straight. Crazy with desire.

"Is he Zhao Zilong?"

The reinforcements that came to kill all glanced this way during the battle.

How about saying that Zuo Laoer is the leader of the martial arts alliance? What a discerning eye.

Such an evil boy is unprecedented, and he is more than capable of taking the lead.

Click!

Another boulder disintegrated, covering the mountain forest.

Amidst the debris flying, the old sword master stepped back.

As soon as he retreated, his momentum plummeted.

It was the magic power that backfired and damaged his body.

To be precise, it is the increase in magic power that has reached the time limit.

He became weak, his energy plummeted, and he coughed up blood.

It was a bit miserable, but his eroded mind was a little clearer.

"Damn it."

He gritted his teeth, but

He turned around and ran away.

But we can't fight anymore, otherwise I'm afraid it will be lost here.

He has not yet realized that he must die and must stay alive to make a comeback.

"Protect me."

The old sword master ran away and shouted violently.

After giving the order, one after another human figures were seen emerging from the darkness.

That is his bodyguard, and also his dead bodyguard, always ready to block the master's sword.

"roll!"

Zhao Yun shouted like thunder, and his blood burned like fire.

With the armor protecting his body, his fighting style can be described as strong and domineering, charging all the way, raising the sword in his hand and lowering it like cutting a watermelon, killing all the dead waiters until they were completely defeated.

"Well done to you, Zhao Zilong."

The old sword master was afraid and ran away without looking back.

Deadpool was not raised in vain, buying him time to escape.

Ahead was a valley, and he rushed in without even thinking about it.

"Old dog, take your life."

Zhao Yun arrived shortly afterwards, filled with evil spirits.

He was chasing after him, but he couldn't stand the strangeness in the valley.

How weird is that? At a glance, everything was filled with thick miasma. Even with his eyesight, he couldn't see the way ahead clearly. If he didn't pay attention, he lost track of them.

"get out."

Zhao Yun raised his sword and walked forward, using ice and fire to collide with the miasma, trying to clear the way.

However, even after chasing deep into the depths, he did not see the old sword master.

Instead, the miasma became thicker and thicker, and even ice and fire could not dissipate it.

"Where has it gone?"

Zhao Yun's eyes were like torches, peeking around.

He couldn't see clearly. This strange miasma was like a hazy veil, covering his eyes.

"If you don't come out now, wait until when."

Deep in the darkness, the cold snort of the old sword master rang out.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yun took a step forward and headed towards the source of the sound.

Zheng!

What responded to him was a harsh sword cry.

Before the sound fell, a sword energy was seen slashing out from the darkness.

This sword is extremely domineering, Rao

Zhao Yun, who was protected by armor, was knocked back with one blow, and there was an additional sword mark on his chest.

"This world is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon."

Zhao Yun murmured and stared into the darkness.

Looking at the previous sword strike, one could tell that the opponent's background was even worse than that of the old sword master.

Whoosh!

As he looked, a vague figure stepped out of the darkness.

She was a woman, carrying a killing sword and wearing a mask made of ice jade.

She has a graceful figure, graceful lotus steps, and the black robe she wears is swaying in the wind.

"So strong."

This is Zhao Yun's judgment of the masked woman.

How strong is it? The dangerous aura given to him was far greater than that of the old sword master.

He didn't know which family the other party belonged to, it must have an extraordinary origin.

I don’t know what kind of promises the three rebel princes made, so that they could invite such masters.

Uh-huh!

The masked woman said nothing and started attacking on the spot.

Her movement skills were extremely superb, and she was as fast as a thundering giant. In just a split second, she was approaching Zhao Yun.

"Come."

Zhao Yun didn't give in at all, holding on to Dunjia Tianzi, he faced the wind and attacked.

The swords collided with each other, making a clanging sound, and light and fire bloomed.

"Die!"

The old sword master hiding in the dark gritted his teeth.

In order to please this person, he spent a lot of money.

However, if Zhao Zilong can be killed, everything will be worth it.

This child is so evil that he must be strangled in the cradle.

boom!

Zhao Yun struck out with a powerful Vajra Palm.

The masked woman is quite powerful, with her white jade hands carrying a wisp of feminine fragrance, photographed from afar.

Well!

Two muffled sounds, one from the east and one from the west, sounded in no particular order.

The front was hard and evenly matched, Zhao Yun was forced to retreat, and the masked woman's clothes were stained with blood.

It is not difficult to see that her clear and beautiful eyes flashed with a light of surprise.

This martial arts world is so extraordinary. How could such a terrible person appear?