Eternal gate

The night in Daxia is a bit dark, it is difficult to see the stars, and it seems to be dyed with a touch of blood.

This land has been devastated by the flames of war. Seven of the eight border gates are in flames, with corpses strewn across the fields and rivers of blood flowing. The worst is the northern border gate, where the city walls have been broken and countless soldiers from the Black Dragon Dynasty have invaded Daxia.

Mountains and rivers are broken.

Blood mist filled the air.

It is a stretch of majestic mountains, with mountains and mountains on top of each other, like a giant dragon lying on the ground. The ancestors named it: Canglong Mountain has stood for endless years and is ancient. Now, it is also stained with blood. The army of the Black Dragon Dynasty has Surround this place.

"Whoever captures the dragon warrior will be crowned king immediately."

Howls like this resound infinitely in all directions.

These words were like a curse, driving the army of the Black Dragon Dynasty to attack Canglong Mountain like crazy, just because the emperor of Daxia was among them. A dragon warrior might be weak, but as a king, his significance would be great.

Just imagine what a blow it would be to Daxia if Long Zhan were captured.

"If you want to fight, then come."

In the mountains, there was loud shouting.

This is the battle of dragons, standing majestically on the top of the mountain.

He was a man and a strong lord. He had gone through countless bloody battles. His armor was in tatters and his golden cloak was stained with blood. Since the founding of Daxia, he should be the first emperor to go on the battlefield.

Because of him, the Great Xia Yulong Army guarding the northern border was so powerful that it set a new historical record. Under the fierce attack of the enemy, it was able to hold out for more than half a year. The emperor of the Black Dragon Dynasty was furious and mobilized millions of troops. After forcibly breaking through the border, there was a huge disparity in strength. The Yulong Army was defeated all the way and was surrounded by Canglong Mountain.

"Your Majesty, break out!"

Commander Yu Long is also here. He has said this many times. Although he knows that there is little hope, the Great Xia Yulong Army will fight to the death to fight a bloody path for the emperor. Victory and defeat are commonplace for military strategists. When the Dragon War returns to the imperial capital, a comeback will never happen. It can be known.

"I'm not leaving."

Long Zhan smiled tiredly, his eyes were firm, and he had no intention of going back after he came.

This determination is also shared by the officers and soldiers of the Yulong Army. It should be an obsession, an obsession to protect the family and the country.

"Whoever captures the dragon warrior will be crowned king immediately."

The hissing sounds were heard from all directions again.

If Canglong Mountain was a city, the Black Dragon Dynasty army was attacking the city at this moment. The black figures were like a black tide, swallowing up every inch of land.

war!

The Imperial Dragon Army fought hard, holding on to the mountain peaks and fighting to the death. Even if they were surrounded, their fighting power was overwhelming. Even every step forward by the Black Dragon Dynasty army had to pay a bloody price.

They were not without reinforcements.

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

Among them, Zhao Yun and Long Fei were included.

They had been running for half a month since they left the imperial capital. They stood on their flying mounts and looked north with all their eyes. They could vaguely see the bloody fire. Listening carefully, they seemed to be able to hear the shouts of killing.

"Father, hold on."

Concubine Long's eyes were filled with tears, and the killing sword in her hand was buzzing and trembling.

Zhao Yun said nothing and looked at the sky all the way, looking at the stars, hoping that there would be thunderstorms in the next few days.

However, there was no sign.

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

Otherwise, this battle will be fierce.

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

Zhao Yun closed his eyes, then changed direction and went to a group of mountains.

The dragon concubine said nothing, and used the speed talisman again, like a ray of light across the sky.

Zhao Yun was not slow and entered the mountains and forests.

After him, there was another black shadow chasing after him. Judging from the figure, it should be a woman. She was covered in black robes. She could not see the dignity, but her breath was erratic, making people think that it was a shadow wandering in the darkness. ghost.

Entering the forest, she suddenly stopped.

It's not that he stopped chasing, it's that Zhao Yun was nowhere to be seen.

"Follow me all the way. Whose family do you belong to?"

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

The black-robed woman turned around, and there was a slender sword in her hand, shining with a strange light, "The Holy Son of Tianzong is indeed worthy of his reputation."

As she finished speaking, she suddenly disappeared.

Reappearing, she was behind Zhao Yun and struck with a sword.

"Rashomon." Zhao Yun said in his heart, he was extremely sensitive to the aura of Rashomon assassins.

Zheng!

The sword has arrived.

He stepped sideways, easily dodged it, and casually tore off the opponent's black robe.

Only then did he see clearly the true appearance of the other party. She was indeed a woman, and she was also a woman with a peerless appearance. In terms of beauty, she was definitely not inferior to the imperial concubine. In terms of temperament, she and the imperial concubine had their own merits. One was graceful and luxurious, while the other was cold and stunning. , standing under the moon, also has, on cultivation.

This bitch is a little bit evil.

It is obviously in the quasi-heaven realm, but it has the aura of heavenly martial power.

"Master of the Luosheng Sect?" Zhao Yun narrowed his eyes.

This guess seems unreliable.

The master of the Rashomon Sect is a genuine Tianwu Realm. He should not be so weak. There is no need to assassinate him. He can definitely fight head-on.

"Where is the ghost-faced Yama?" the black-robed woman said calmly.

Zhao Yun remained silent and continued to scan the other person up and down.

After a few moments, he replied, "I'm a guest at my house."

Fortunately, the ghost-faced Yama is not here, otherwise he would have cursed loudly. Are you the one who hangs people on the tree when you are a guest?

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

Feeling that she was being tricked, she took action again. Her ghostly movements were even weirder than before. She was obviously attacking from the front, but her sword was thrust from behind Zhao Yun. This was extremely fast and also Or, it is the secret method of space.

Zhao Yun did not move.

It wasn't until the killing sword struck that he turned his head for a moment and avoided the fatal blow.

The woman in black robe stabbed the air with her sword and tried to fly away. This was the instinct of an assassin.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun was faster and grabbed his wrist before the other party could pull away.

After all, it was a... not very beautiful move for a woman. Such a beautiful girl was stunned by this guy, and drew a beautiful arc in mid-air.

boom!

The woman in black robe landed on the ground with a thud.

No blood was seen, nor was she vomiting blood. It turned into a wisp of mist in an instant.

"Clone?"

Zhao Yun was shocked when he saw it.

Yes, this was a clone. It was precisely because it was a clone that he was so horrified. You must know that he had clairvoyance, but he had not noticed it before. Even the clone was so strong, how terrifying his true form must be.

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

Zhao Yun didn't think much and went straight to the north to chase the dragon concubine.

It was not difficult to see that he looked ugly, and he seemed to have been targeted by the master of the Rashomon Sect.

This time it’s a clone, maybe next time it’s the real person.

"Ji Hen."

In an underground palace thousands of miles away, there was a faint voice.

The speaker was a woman. She was sitting on the altar, meditating quietly. When she said the word "Ji Hen", she slowly opened her eyes. Her beautiful eyes were clear, but cold, and there was no trace of human emotion.

She is the head of Rashomon.

And the person who assassinated Zhao Yun was indeed her clone.

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

However, after seeing the background of the Holy Son of Tianzong, she had no choice but to go. Ghost-faced Yama had already failed, and most of the other Tianzi-level killers would not be able to take down Ji Hen. No matter how many vertical sects there were, it would be useless.

Of course, there was another reason why she went there in person: she was really unhappy when she saw that boy.

She had assassinated so many people, but this was the first time she was thrown by someone. Even if it was a clone who was thrown, she felt the same way. Since the Holy Son of Tianzong was outstanding, she didn't mind coming out for a walk.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun flew through the sky as fast as a thundering roar.

He touched his neck more than once and always felt it was cold.

"It would be strange if someone in the Tianwu Realm is targeted."

Luna glanced at it, such a beautiful girl, she would throw her down whenever she wanted, so why not tease her a little bit?

Zhao Yun searched his mind and speeded up again.

After chasing her for most of the night, she still didn't see Long Fei. Perhaps she was eager to save her father and her speed was extremely fast.

Zhao Yun was not slow either, using the quick-moving talismans one after another.

Along the way, he saw many flying mounts, and war horses were still galloping on the ground.

Everyone rushes to help the border, most of them are older people, and among the older generation, most of them are dying. For example, Yun Cangxuan, the ancestor of the Yun family, knew that his time was running out, so he fought towards the border with the determination to die.

Naturally, there are also juniors.

The rise and fall of a country should have inspired their bloody spirit.

kill!

war!

The closer we get to the border, the louder the shouts of death become.

Zhao Yun held a telescope in his hand and flew all the way. It seemed that the entire north was in raging war. No one knew how many people from the Black Dragon Dynasty had entered. Most of them had already exchanged fire with the strong men of Great Xia who were rushing to aid the border. There were battles everywhere, and there were rumbling sounds. The sound resounds throughout the sky, there is no need to look at it, corpses are everywhere.

What he saw along the way was indeed the case.

Many people from the Black Dragon Dynasty came in, many ancient cities collapsed, and many villages were massacred. The blood was spreading from the north to the south, and the farther north, the thicker the blood mist became, and the sky and the earth were dyed red.

Buzz!

He bent his bow and drew arrows all the way.

Anyone who meets the Black Dragon Dynasty must not be angry.

But, he didn't stop.

The roc spreads its wings and flies straight to the north. He stands on the roc's back and attacks along with it.

During this period, he was surrounded and killed more than once.

However, no one could stop him and he was forced to fight his way through.

As for the people who sneaked into Daxia, there are people to deal with them. There are also many powerful people from Daxia rushing to the border. They bumped into them before they reached the border. No more nonsense, just get started.

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

Dragon Concubine's whole body was filled with evil energy, and she was probably like him. She was surrounded and killed by many people on the way, and she was killed by force. The sword she carried was bloody. Without asking, she knew that she had killed many people.

When they reached a void, they could already see Canglong Mountain.

It was only vaguely visible, still far away, but the shouts of killing could be heard clearly.

"We are still attacking, and my father is still alive."

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

"Don't be reckless."

Zhao Yun said, pulling her down to the sky. Such a frontal attack is thankless. Fighting requires skills and cannot be done forcefully. Although they are hosts, they still have to weigh and weigh against the army of martial cultivators. own heritage.

Compared with attacking from the front, causing trouble from behind seems to be more effective.

He glanced at the Ring.

Well... there were ballistae, there were a lot of ballistae.

Find a secret place and bomb him from behind. The scene should be very eye-catching.