Chapter 2515 Wordless Monument Soul

"Tonight, all old and new grudges will be settled."

Zhao Yun's words were cold and silent, and he raised his arms with a palm.

The power of its palm was so powerful and terrifying that even the surrounding rocks were shaken to pieces.

"Aren't you afraid?" The old sword master snorted coldly. He was instantly transformed into a demon, and the rolling magic power filled his whole body, and he fired a peak punch.

boom!

The fists and palms collided, and the sound of thunderstorms resounded.

Then, there was a dull groan.

It was the old sword master who fell behind and stepped back in three or two steps. Before he could regain his balance, he felt a sweetness in his throat and coughed up blood on the spot.

"How can it be."

His ferocious eyes were full of disbelief.

It had only been a while since this man had not only recovered from his injuries, but his skills had also become so powerful. In his prime state, he was defeated in one blow.

Father, like son.

If there were any outsiders here, they would definitely not be acting like him.

Even King Xiao Yang was destroyed by Zhao Yun. He was not as good as his disciple, so it would be strange for him to be able to defeat Zhao Zilong.

"Senior, what are you thinking about?" Zhao Yun was like a thunderbolt, killing him instantly.

"Zhao Zilong, I really underestimated you." The old sword master hurriedly collected himself and stepped back.

He retreated, and Zhao Yun followed him like a shadow, pointing towards him.

The bloody light suddenly appeared, and there was a blood hole on the old sword master's shoulder. He had to hide quickly, otherwise, the hole would have been in the chest.

"It's not a good place to stay for a long time."

The old sword master gritted his teeth and turned around to escape.

"Can you leave?" Zhao Yun put his fingers together and fired more than a dozen sword energy.

The sword is sharp. Wherever it passes, whether it is a stone or a big tree, it is as fragile as tofu and can be cut easily.

pound!

Sonorous!

At critical moments, the importance of defense is shown.

The old sword master was proficient in sword control. The black and white swords hung around his body, flying at full speed, forcibly blocking Zhao Yun's sword energy.

For this reason, he was severely shocked and coughed up blood again.

"Hunyuan Qi."

Zhao Yun chased after him.

Fan Yun Gong, overbearing Qi Jin spreads everywhere.

This time, the black and white swords couldn't be used, and they flew out one to the left and the other to the right.

Then came the old sword master, who was hit by Qi Jin, and all the surging demonic Qi was shaken away.

"The road to Huangquan is easy to walk on."

Zhao Yun's body was like a thundering giant, passing by like the wind.

The old sword master, who was still in a state of panic, suddenly stopped talking.

Reflecting the dim starlight, one could see a subtle sword mark on his neck, with strands of blood slowly flowing out.

One sword seals the throat, one sword seals the throat properly.

He wanted to speak, but the god of death had already smiled on him.

He failed. Not only did he lose, he also lost his life.

"Zhao Zilong."

When he was dying, his lips moved and he looked unwilling.

Perhaps, his state of mind at this moment was exactly the same as that of King Yang.

"If you have a spirit in the sky, can you see it?" Zhao Yun murmured, and the "you" in his mouth naturally refers to Zuo Lao'er, who was forced to death by the old sword master.

Now that the enemy is dead, under the Nine Springs, we can talk about our grudges.

Whoosh!

Qingfeng was puzzled and disturbed his mind.

"Who?" Zhao Yun suddenly turned around and slashed into the darkness with a sword energy.

Just a moment ago, he smelled a vague aura.

Click!

The sword energy was just like Cai Cai's, invincible, and whole trees were chopped off.

However, that trace of energy is still there, like a ghost, floating in the darkness.

"Hide your head and show your tail."

Doctor Zhao Yun snorted coldly, and his whole body was ignited with flames of ice and fire.

Needless to say, this thing worked so well, but the person hiding in the secret retreated as quickly as possible.

"Still want to leave?"

Zhao Yun held the Qinghong Sword in his hand, stared at that side and chased after him.

That trace of energy is also strange

It's so weird, say it doesn't exist! Floating back and forth, say it exists! At a certain moment, it was like evaporating from the world.

Even Zhao Yun's perception and eyesight were unable to truly pinpoint it. He only had a general direction and pursued him to the death.

The ending is not very pretty.

He thought that his lightness kung fu was the best in the world.

But after chasing him for most of the night, he failed to catch up. Not only did he fail to catch up, he even lost him.

"This martial arts world is like Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."

He also murmured a sentence that many people had lamented.

While muttering, he couldn't help but frown slightly. An elusive master would probably have many variables.

He left, taking advantage of the moonlight, on his way home.

After a long time, I saw a black shadow floating out of the darkness.

After taking a closer look, it turned out to be the soul in the wordless monument. I don't know what method he used to escape from the wordless monument.

He did not leave, but found the body of the old sword master.

After it was over, I saw him melting in.

Three or two moments later, the old sword master suddenly opened his eyes and came back to life.

To be precise, it was the strange spirit of the wordless tablet that took over his skin.

"Barely enough."

The soul of the wordless tablet smiled faintly and twisted his neck in contentment.

As he said that, he glanced in the direction of Tianzhou City. The most perfect body in his ideal body was the civil and military champion of the Tang Dynasty.

It's a pity that the boy has ice and fire, which can defeat his evil spirits.

It doesn't matter, after he calculates it, the man's soul will return to heaven.

"Little uncle."

Mingyu stayed up all night and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Zhao Yun returned safely.

Zhao Yun smiled and returned to the city lord's palace. He didn't stagger until there was no one around.

That feeling of exhaustion came again, very violently.

Previously, I had to take a hard breath to hold on to my inner strength.

Now, the energy has dissipated, and I can no longer stand still.

"Sequelae of blood poisoning?" He still said

With these speculations, I secretly thought that when I had free time, I would go to Yaowang Valley and see the old man for medical treatment.

Get going!

Within three days, the Xuanjia Army left Tianzhou City, numbering over one hundred thousand.

King Yang's side has been pacified, and there are also King Hanjiang and King Wei. The northwest two sides are fighting fiercely.

Zhao Yun was still in command, with 30,000 cavalry advancing first, and the dust was flying.

"he came?"

There are flying pigeons from all sides delivering messages, and everyone is very well-informed.

The soldiers of the Tang Dynasty were very excited, and the number one scholar in civil and military affairs came to help in the battle.

On the other hand, King Hanjiang and King Wei looked ugly.

King Yang was defeated too quickly, beyond their expectation.

It doesn't matter if that guy is defeated, a lot of pressure is on his family, and with Zhao Zilong coming to kill them, it would be strange if they don't get angry.

"Fight, give me a fight."

That night, both kings issued death orders to capture as many important passes as possible before the Xuanjia Army arrived, so that they could compete with the Tang Dynasty.

At worst, you can still hold on to one-third of an acre.

"You go first, I'll be back as soon as I can."

On a quiet night, Zhao Yun was alone and separated from the Xuanjia Army.

I'm passing by your house, why don't you go take a look?

Under the moonlight at dusk, Wutong Town is peaceful and peaceful, with only a few dogs barking from time to time.

Not wanting to disturb anyone, he offered his father a stick of incense and hurried away.

In Yuzhou City, he stopped again.

It's still that small courtyard. Although it's in ruins, the fragrance still remains.

That is Liu Ruxin's feminine fragrance, lingering in the air.

"Xin'er, I can't wait ten years." Zhao Yun murmured.

No one responded to him, only the howling wind picked up his long, slightly white hair again and again.

"When the world is peaceful, I will be at home with you all over the world."

Zhao Yun smiled warmly and walked away step by step.

When he left, he left a letter, just like before, waiting for the person to return.