Chaos Emperor System

"Yang Long, give me your life!" Seeing a Martial King fall off his horse beside him, Zhao Yun suddenly became violent.

With one foot on the horse's back, the whole body directly soars into the air.

"Quick! Shoot him down!" Seeing Zhao Yun flying in the air, Yang Long panicked and immediately hid in the crowd.

All archers, aim your bows to the sky at once.

"Shhhhh~"

Immediately, tens of thousands of arrows shot towards the air, and the arrows were refracted by the sun with dazzling light, making a sound of piercing the sky.

Looking at the dense arrows in the sky, many soldiers only felt their scalps go numb!

"Go back to me!" Zhao Yun roared, and the gentian silver spear in his hand immediately transformed into a phantom ten meters long.

The phantom is transformed by the power of martial arts, and it rotates with the gentian silver spear in Zhao Yun's hand, attacking the arrows that are attacking him.

"Pang pong pong~"

Immediately, the arrows in pieces were hit by Zhao Yun.

"Haha, I see how long you can hold on as a living target!" Yang Long couldn't help sneering loudly as he looked at Zhao Yun, who was covered by arrows and couldn't see anyone in the sky.

what sound!

Suddenly a soldier raised his head and looked towards the sky. He immediately saw something terrifying and couldn't look back for a while.

They saw that the arrows shot just now were reflected back towards them at a faster speed.

"How is this possible!" Everyone almost forgot to react for a moment.

This is an attack by tens of thousands of people. How did this Zhao Yun do it.

The more than forty Wu Wang iron cavalry were also shocked, but at the same time they reacted quickly and immediately withdrew from the battlefield.

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

Arrows fell from the sky and shot into the crowd.

Suddenly the rebels momentarily,

The casualties were heavy. In just a few seconds, the rebels had five or six thousand casualties.

The most embarrassing thing at this time was none other than the group of archers. At this time, they held up their bows and arrows tremblingly, looking at the majestic Zhao Yun in the air, and the arrows had already hit the bowstring.

But at this time, they didn't shoot, and they didn't shoot!

"Drive, drive!" At this time, the sound of horseshoes came from behind. It turned out that it was King Wu's iron cavalry behind him, and more than 40,000 soldiers had arrived.

"Kill me!" Zhao Yun stood in the air, pointed his gun at the rebels, and ordered in a shocking voice.

kill!

It's time to wash away our shame!

Just now, the scene where Zhao Yun shot the arrow back was already in full view, and the soldiers shouted impassionedly.

I didn't feel it at all. I was in a weak position at this time. After all, the opponent's team was ten times that of myself and others.

But at this time, not only Zhao Yun's encouragement, but also the determination to wash away their shame, everyone has already disregarded life and death.

On the contrary, the rebels were frightened by the soaring roar, and all of them retreated involuntarily.

"Don't be chaotic, there aren't many people on the other side, hurry up and defend!" Seeing the panicked troops, Yang Long immediately shouted loudly.

"You better take care of yourself!" Suddenly Zhao Yun's voice rang directly in his ears.

Regardless of looking back, Yang Long immediately hid in the crowd again, shouting while hiding: "Stop him!"

"Kill!" Suddenly a group of soldiers raised their weapons and attacked Zhao Yun.

"Looking for death!" Zhao Yun fell to the ground.

Flying in the air just now, and shot down thousands of arrows, at this moment, most of his martial arts power has been consumed.

In order to save martial arts power, he had to fall to the ground.

Zhao Yun immediately blew a whistle into the air, and the Yezhao Jade Lion immediately heard the master's call, and ran towards Zhao Yun's direction.

"I'll see where you are going!" Zhao Yun got on his horse, looked at Yang Long who was fleeing among thousands of horses, and immediately urged his horse to chase after him.

"Stop him, stop him!" Yang Long shouted loudly while running away.

With his cultivation base, he could also fly in the air for a while, but it would be easier to expose himself that way, so he only dared to run away among the crowd.

"Kill!" A group of soldiers waved their spears and were about to stab Zhao Yun and the Yezhao Jade Lion, but the mounts had spirits, and the Yezhao Jade Lion was able to automatically avoid some attacks.

"Whoever stands in my way will die!" Zhao Yun watched a group of soldiers surrounding him, at least tens of thousands of them, and more soldiers were surrounding him.

Seeing that Yang Long was about to run away, Zhao Yun roared furiously, his legs caught the horse's belly, and the jade lion shone at night, and immediately gave a long cry, and ran towards Yang Long.

The gentian silver spear in Zhao Yun's hand, like his own arm, turned into the scythe of death, waving it non-stop.

Gods block and kill gods, Buddhas block and kill Buddhas!

As long as he was hit by Zhao Yun, he would either die or be injured. Zhao Yun's spear tip brought up patches of blood and broken limbs!

"This is too scary! Martial spirits don't have to be so scary!"

"I can't see clearly at all, where is his weapon!"

One by one, the soldiers were flustered by being killed by Zhao Yun.

This is still a human being, this is simply a god of killing, in the midst of thousands of troops, he is still so calm and calm.

The jade lion under the seat shines at night, and it is even more like walking on the ground among thousands of armies.

"Is this really the pinnacle of martial arts? This is too perverted!" Yang Long looked at Zhao Yun, rushing a bloody path among thousands of troops, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

It's not that he has never seen a strong person at the peak of Wuling, but he is definitely not this powerful.

At this time, Zhao Yun's body was full of murderous aura, and his body was covered with blood, like a **** of war bathed in blood.

Not to mention anything else, Yang Long's heart began to tremble just by feeling Zhao Yun's breath.

At this moment, he wished he could grow a few more legs and leave this place quickly.

"If you don't want to die, get out!" Zhao Yun shot several people away.

"Give it to me, whoever dares to back off will kill him!" Yang Long did not forget to shout.

A group of soldiers did not retreat, nor did they go up.

Many soldiers could only grit their teeth and rushed towards Zhao Yun.

One of the generals of the first rank of Wuling looked at Zhao Yun, who was slaughtering all directions among the thousands of troops, his eyes were bright and he was full of fighting spirit.

But he didn't move, he was waiting, waiting for an opportunity, waiting for an opportunity to kill Zhao Yun in one fell swoop and make a name for himself.

It took a long time for me to join the Yanlong Empire, but I was just a little general.

How can he be reconciled, so he has been waiting for an opportunity.

He originally thought that he would kill Yang Long in one fell swoop and replace Yang Long.

But at this time, he changed his mind. Since he wanted to fight, he had to fight a big one.

As for Yang Long who kept fleeing in the crowd, he was full of contempt for Yang Long.

Although his body is constant, he moves among the crowd. But his own eyes were staring at Zhao Yun. Obviously, Zhao Yun at this time had already been regarded by him as a stepping stone.

To kill Zhao Yun, you just need to wait for a suitable time.

At that time, Yang Long will definitely reuse himself.

However, in his eyes, Yang Long was so useless that he was nothing to fear, and he would become a stepping stone for him.

"Wait a little longer, hold back! Wait a little longer!" He kept muttering in his heart, fearing that he couldn't bear it for a while, and rushed out.

"What are you looking at!" Just as he was concentrating on Zhao Yun, a voice suddenly rang in his ears.