Chapter 831: War Breaks Out Again

As the black clouds and mist approached, the powerful spiritual pressure became more intense.

Many disciples with lower cultivation levels in the city have turned pale, and some even couldn't bear it and collapsed to the ground.

Zhao Yun and the others still looked calm, but their eyes were shining with excitement, which was the desire for battle.

Zhao Yun waved his hand, and the disciples of Wanzemen retreated quickly and orderly, setting up defensive formations in the city.

Soon, black clouds and mist came over Wanze City. The clouds and mist gradually dissipated, revealing the figure inside.

I saw an old man in black robes with a gloomy face standing in the air. His eyes were like lightning, scanning the people below, and his eyes revealed endless majesty and coldness.

Beside him, there were two other people with equally solemn expressions. Spiritual power fluctuations emanated from them, and when they came together, the entire sky was filled with a depressing aura.

Three powerful men in the late stage of the Distracting God Realm came to Wanze City together with an astonishing momentum.

"You dare to hurt my people from Xuantian Palace, you are so brave."

The black-robed old man shouted angrily, his voice echoing over Wanze City like muffled thunder.

Although Ling Jianchen only had cultivation in the early stage of the Dividing God Realm, he was considered a rare combat power in the Xuantian Palace. Otherwise, he would not have been able to fight Zhao Yun in the late stage of the Dividing God Realm for such a long time.

Although Zhao Yun had some scruples about fighting in Wanze City, it had to be said that Ling Jianchen's strength was indeed not weak.

Zhao Yun showed no fear. He took a step forward and pointed his spear at the old man in black robes: "It is your own fault. You have no one to blame. You tried to use our Wanze Clan to fight against the Daqian Dynasty. Now you still dare to raise an army to ask for the crime?"

The old man in black robe sneered: "Ignorant child, things in this world are originally about the weak and the strong, and the strong are respected.

If you are sensible and cooperate with our Xuantian Palace, there is still a chance of survival. Otherwise, today will be your death. "

Zhao Wushan mocked at the side: "To put it nicely, your Xuantian Palace just wants to use us as pawns. Once there is no use value, we will be discarded like nothing. How can we, the Wanze Sect, join in the same deeds with you?"

The black-robed old man's face darkened: "In that case, don't blame me for being rude."

As he spoke, he waved his hands, and a majestic spiritual power surged out of his body, transforming into a black dragon, and rushed towards Zhao Yun and others with bared teeth and claws.

“What he just said is right, things in this world are basically about the weak and the strong, and the strong is respected.

In this case, let them see who is the real weakling.

One by one, drag them outside the city and fight quickly.

Let those outside the city know him well, so as not to come to your door every now and then. "Zhao Yun quickly sent a message to Zhao Wushan and the others.

"What should we do with this one on the ground?" Zhao Wushan glanced at Ling Jianchen on the ground.

"Solved."

As Zhao Yun spoke, he slapped Ling Jianchen on the face again with the slap he had raised and dropped before.

Ling Jianchen received a solid slap on the face and fainted immediately.

Immediately afterwards, Ling Jianchen disappeared from the spot.

When the old man in black robe saw this, his face darkened. He actually dared to commit such a murder in front of him, "Seeking death!"

It only took a moment to deal with Ling Jianchen, and no time was wasted. The old man in black robe had not yet rushed over.

Zhao Yun's eyes flashed, he tightened the spear in his hand, flew up, and faced the old man in black robe.

Zhao Wushan and the black-robed shopkeeper followed closely behind, and the three of them instantly burst out with a powerful momentum to crush the three people from Xuantian Hall.

Zhao Yun's spear was like a dragon, piercing straight towards the black dragon transformed by the black-robed old man.

The tip of the spear collided with the dragon's head, and a burst of dazzling light erupted. The powerful spiritual impact spread around like ripples, making the surrounding air buzz.

Zhao Yun's blow directly forced the black-robed old man out of the sky above Wanze City. Once outside Wanze City, he could finally let go of his hands and feet and fight as much as he wanted.

Previously in Wanze City, it was really uncomfortable for Ling Jianchen, who was in the early stages of the distraction realm, to have to restrain his hands and feet.

"Humph, at such a young age, you have some abilities, but in front of me, you are not good enough."

The black-robed old man snorted coldly and formed seals with his hands. The black dragon's momentum became more and more fierce, and the dragon's claws waved, as if to tear Zhao Yun into pieces.

"Old man, don't speak too soon."

Zhao Yun was unhurried. He was also in the late stage of the distraction realm, but there were also strong and weak ones, and they were destined to be the stronger ones.

His figure flashed in the air like a ghost, and every dodge was just right, avoiding the sharp attack of the black dragon.

The spiritual power on the spear surged, and a layer of brilliant light lingered around the spear, like the scorching sun coming down.

He thrust out several spears, each one containing a tremendous amount of power, and the shadows of the spears shrouded the old man in black robes like a torrential rain.

The old man in black robe frowned slightly, secretly surprised.

He didn't expect that Zhao Yun was so strong at such a young age. No wonder he could defeat Ling Jianchen.

He did not dare to neglect, and while he was muttering something, the black dragon opened its bloody mouth and spewed out a stream of black spiritual flames, which collided with Zhao Yun's gun shadow.

Flames and gun shadows intertwined, and a huge flower of spiritual power seemed to bloom in the sky, bright but extremely dangerous.

On the other side, Zhao Wushan and the black-robed shopkeeper also faced the two people next to the black-robed old man.

Zhao Wushan held a long sword in his hand, and the blade of the sword exuded bursts of cold light. He rushed towards his opponent like a whirlwind.

Every time he swung his sword, he brought forth fierce sword energy, like silver horses criss-crossing, slashing hard at the enemy.

His opponent was a middle-aged man with a stern face. He waved his hands and a spiritual shield appeared in front of him, blocking Zhao Wushan's attack.

However, he was forced out of the sky above Wanze City by Zhao Wushan's sword.

"Hmph, is that all you can do?" The middle-aged man sneered disdainfully. Although he was forced out of the city, he did not feel how strong Zhao Wushan was.

Zhao Wushan's mouth corners slightly raised, "Don't be too happy too early."

After saying that, his figure flashed and the whole person disappeared on the spot.

The middle-aged man was startled and hurriedly strengthened the shield, looking around vigilantly.

At this moment, Zhao Wushan suddenly appeared above his head, and the long sword in his hand stabbed down like a meteor. This sword contained his full strength, and the spiritual power around the sword body whistled, as if it could tear the void.

In a hurry, the middle-aged man pushed the shield upwards. With a "bang", the spiritual shield appeared with a few cracks, and he himself was also shocked and flew backwards.

The middle-aged man finally felt how strong Zhao Wushan's true strength was.

On the black-robed shopkeeper's side, he was facing a woman in gorgeous clothes.

The woman held a long whip in her hand, and the spiritual power on the long whip flickered, dancing like a spirit snake.

The black-robed shopkeeper danced with both hands, and spiritual runes appeared in front of him, forming a solid line of defense.

The woman's long whip hit the runes, making a crisp sound, and every impact made the runes flash.

"Do you think you can stop me like this?" The woman shouted, and the speed of the long whip suddenly increased, turning into countless whip shadows, attacking the black-robed shopkeeper like a storm.

The black-robed shopkeeper was not in a hurry, and he recited an ancient spell. The runes in front of him suddenly combined together to form a huge spiritual power vortex, sucking the woman's long whip in.

The woman was shocked and pulled the long whip hard, but found that the long whip seemed to be imprisoned by a huge force.

The black-robed shopkeeper took the opportunity to launch a counterattack. He pushed his hands forward, and the vortex of spiritual power pounced towards the woman with powerful suction and impact force.