Eternal gate

Gua!

Dapeng screamed and rushed towards the border.

When leaving the city, Zhao Yun even looked back at the Prison of Bitterness.

Now, he should understand the significance of this prison... It is so close to the border between the two countries, and it has its own reasons. If there is a war, it is easy to send prisoners to the battlefield, and most of them will use special methods to control them. They are called death squads. To put it nicely... their merits make up for their faults, but in reality... they are all cannon fodder.

Waste utilization.

The ruler's stance is to make your death worthwhile.

However, not every serious prisoner imprisoned in the prison is guilty.

Just like Feng Wu's brother.

As a former soldier, there is nothing wrong with him going to the battlefield to protect his family and country.

However, the meaning of going from prison to battlefield is different. Even if he died fighting for the country, he could not erase the crimes he committed during his lifetime. Even if he died, he would still be a prisoner and no one would remember him. In Daxia's merit book, even more His name will not be there, instead, his name... will be engraved with the mark of a criminal.

This is just one of them.

God knows how many of the felons in prison were unjustly convicted.

"Auspicious people have their own destiny."

Zhao Yun said, naturally telling Feng Wu that the girl beside him was so quiet that her delicate body could not help but tremble. The ominous premonition finally came true.

Zhao Yun didn't say any more and took a deep breath.

To be fair, rescuing people from the battlefield... is much more difficult than rescuing people from prison. First of all, you need to know where Feng Wu's brother is. The two countries have obviously started a war, and the battle is quite large. It is not easy to find him. Since it's a war, someone will die every moment. If you delay for one more second, you may find a dead body.

Not to mention, he was dragged to the battlefield as cannon fodder.

In this way, the possibility of survival is almost zero.

kill!

The further east you go, the clearer you can hear the shouts of killing.

Zhao Yun stood there and looked with all his eyes. Night had fallen. What he saw was the firelight filling the sky and the bloody smoke rising into the sky. He didn't know if anyone from the Tianwu Realm was participating in the battle.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The wind god roars, and the sky is full of rainbows.

There were mounts one by one, including troops, casual cultivators, and people from Tianzong. He saw Old Xuandao and the fat old man, and even the purple-haired child was among them.

Looking down at the earth again, there are also war horses galloping.

As he expected, the troops from the nearby ancient city were all pulled over. They could see Han Yan and the Lord of Chiyang City, but not their precious son. This point almost made him and the Lord of Qingfeng City realize it.

At least Qingyao went to the battlefield.

The tiger father has no dogs and daughters, and women are not inferior to men.

Gua!

Reaching into the void, Dapeng screamed.

It returned to the spirit world, and Zhao Yun and Feng Wu used the speed talisman.

period.

Feng Wu looked at Zhao Yun more than once, her eyes full of hope.

Her meaning, Zhao Yun understood clearly, was that she wanted him to activate Tianwu's momentum after arriving on the battlefield. If Tianwu realm participated in the war, the two countries would probably stop fighting. In this way, she would just look for them one by one. If everything goes well, , as long as Zhao Yun says a word, her brother will be sent to him.

Zhao Yun did not answer.

This girl must be too worried, maybe too impatient.

As a result, he lost the wisdom he should have.

This is a war. The troops invested by the two countries must not be less than a hundred thousand. Fully half of the hundreds of thousands of martial arts cultivators are in the Xuanyang realm, including Ksitigarbha and Quantian, and even...maybe some in the Tianwu realm.

In such a scene, the pirated Tianwu momentum... is not easy to use.

Even if the enemy has a person with open eyes, he will be able to see through his identity. At that time, not to mention saving people, a big wave will come over and kill all the scum. From the moment the border is in danger, it is no longer in his control. Yes.

"I try my best."

After a long time, Zhao Yun replied and gave Feng Wu a bunch of talismans. Some were escaping, some were defending themselves, and some were fighting. Once they entered the battlefield, they were wandering in front of the gate of hell. Not to mention the two of them, the earth Even a fat old man hiding at the top of his game can hardly save his life.

"Thank you."

Feng Wu expressed her gratitude and speeded up.

Zhao Yun is not slow either, and his fighting spirit is burning like fire.

Fate of the nation, everyone is responsible.

He was also a citizen of Daxia. Putting aside their personal grudges for the time being, that was what they should do. They rushed to the battlefield, not only to find people, but also to rush to the border to help.

When the two of them settled down again, they were already at the top of a small hill.

Looking around, the darkness below is vast, with Great Xia on one side and Great Yuan on the other. Ancient chariots, roaring horses, and land mounts are galloping back and forth. I don’t know how long the melee has been. Accompanied by the sound of war drums and horns, soldiers are fighting against each other. Soldiers and generals are fighting fiercely on the bloody battlefield.

The earth is at war, and the sky is at war as well.

Daxia has an air force, and so does the Great Yuan Dynasty. Goshawks, blood eagles, blood eagles, cloud cranes... all flying mounts that can be named are available. Every moment, a mount falls; every moment, there are also The mounts flew into the sky, the battle was fierce, the names of people were like straw, and the blood dyed the sky and the earth red.

"Is there a large-scale group fight?"

At this moment, not to mention Feng Wu, even Zhao Yun turned pale. It is true that he had killed people before, but he could not stand up to this big scene. The murderous aura, evil aura... Even every cry of killing shook his heart. soul.

Or else... everyone who has been on the battlefield is ruthless.

Those who can survive on the battlefield...are even more ruthless.

This is not a war, it is clearly a killing field.

"There is a celestial eye." Moon God reminded.

He was afraid that Zhao Yun would be stubborn and show off his Tianwu aura to bluff people.

With such a battle and the strength of the two countries, even a Heavenly Martial Realm might not be able to control the situation. No matter how powerful one person is, he cannot defeat thousands of troops. The unparalleled King of Yin Yue at that time was a bloody example.

"clear."

Zhao Yun took out the Long Yuan Sword.

Feng Wu said nothing...and couldn't wait to go down the mountain.

Zhao Yun follows him like a shadow.

In no particular order, there were Daxia reinforcements all over the mountains and plains, and a large group of them rushed out from the mountains and forests. In addition, there were mounts one after another, which had passed over the mountains and rushed to the aid of the Daxia Air Force.

Well...!

Entering the battlefield, Zhao Yun groaned.

When I went to the battlefield for the first time, I was so shocked that I couldn't even keep my feet steady. I couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north. All I could see was the silhouettes of people fighting. The blood covered my vision at dusk, and I couldn't even see through it. It was just because the evil spirit was too strong and weakened me. His eyesight was blurred, and Feng Wu beside him was not much better, his face turned pale.

"Be careful with the crossbow."

I don't know who screamed.

Zhao Yun subconsciously raised his eyes and could see streaks of black light coming from the sky. To be precise, they were strong crossbows and spears. Each rod was covered with explosive talismans. They flew across the sky and shot into extraordinary shapes. Far away, they are fighting reinforcements.

"Get away."

Some veterans shouted violently, knowing that the thing was very fierce.

Why did he need to say that the Daxia reinforcements that arrived later... including Zhao Yun and Feng Wu, were far outnumbered. The Dayuan Qiang Crossbow was famous for its ferocious power. I had already heard of it.

Buzz! Buzz!

Powerful crossbows rained down from the sky and stuck diagonally on the ground. Then, they exploded one after another, carrying lightning. There were poisonous needles hidden in each explosive talisman. In addition, There is also a terrible poisonous fog.

puff!

Zhao Yun spurted blood and was blown away all the way.

When I got up, I was faced with flying needles as thin as cow hair.

puff! puff!

Bloody light was everywhere, and Daxia's reinforcements were filled with empty areas. The figures were blown up all over the sky, and those who could not hide... Even those at the peak of Xuanyang suffered a big loss, and those with weak cultivation were killed on the spot. The battlefield was full of broken limbs and broken arms. Even worse... even the corpses were left behind, blown into a ball of blood mist. Those who could still stand were mostly left there... swaying.

They were all shocked.

There are also quite a few... who were poisoned by the poisonous needles caused by the explosion.

After suffering this batch of attacks, if you can survive...you will be lucky.

"What a domineering crossbow."

Zhao Yun half-knelt on the ground, shaking his head violently, coughing blood violently, and his ears were buzzing. With this thing around, even the Ksitigarbha at the peak would not feel comfortable. If there were enough, even the Quasi-Heaven Realm could be killed, because The level of this explosive talisman was really frightening. Just now, he saw with his own eyes an old Ksitigarbha being pierced by a spear... and blown to pieces.

And the poisonous flying needle is also cruel enough.

Therefore, the Yuan Dynasty was really courageous. It cost a lot to make such a strong crossbow. The power of such a strong crossbow... was indeed very powerful.

However, Daxia is not built.

What a powerful crossbow! There are also Daxia. They are lined up on the top of the mountains. Tens of thousands of arrows are fired at once. The power is also very powerful. Daxia was bombed as hard as Da Yuan was. Every arrow exploded, and there was a lot of white money. It’s gone.

Cultivation consumes resources, and fighting consumes even more resources.

If it is a small country, it cannot sustain such consumption. It is not that it does not want to fight, but it is simply that it cannot afford to fight. Not every country is as willful as Daxia Dayuan. Whoever has more crossbows is just fighting for national strength and heritage.

"Feng Wu."

After his mind cleared up, Zhao Yun called out.

A wave of crossbows exploded randomly before, and no one knew where she was hit.

kill!

Loud shouts arose, and the black and dense enemy troops of the Great Yuan Dynasty had already charged towards them. They were all Canglang mounts, all carrying general-killing swords, and they were attacking and dancing all the way. Every Daxia general was chopped down and fell into a pool of blood. .

This should be a tactic.

The powerful crossbows had cleared the way, and there was a burst of wild bombing, and the rear Canglang cavalry came to harvest. Are the Daxia reinforcements still shaking after being bombed? Their heads are dizzy and most of them can't stand firmly. Not everyone has a martial spirit.

"Come."

Zhao Yun snorted coldly, rushing toward him like a ghost.

"You are so small in the True Spiritual Realm that you don't know what you can do."

The Canglang Cavalry all sneered, with contempt in their eyes. The one who was charging ahead had already wielded his sword. A martial artist at the True Spirit Realm, he could cut ten with one sword.

Zheng! Zheng!

Before he could lower his sword, he saw a dozen flying knives.

On each flying knife, three or two lightning talismans were hung, and they had exploded.

Well...!

The Wolf Cavalry was stunned and his eyes went dark.

And at this moment, Zhao Yun had already rushed into the enemy's formation, half-crouched down, and Long Yuan penetrated straight into the earth, moving the thunder formation, a large-scale group fight scene! The ultimate move of group attack is the best to use, with a radius of hundreds of feet, thunder blades are shot out from the ground, indiscriminate attacks, if you are in this area, you will be hit.

puff! puff!

The next scene was particularly bloody.

Just after being stunned, before he could react, he was hit by the thunder formation again. Every one within a hundred feet was a living target. Even the Xuanyang-level wolf didn't feel very comfortable. As for the True Spirit-level, it was a big hit on the spot. Remove eight pieces.

The same goes for the owner of the gray wolf.

In the true spirit realm, few people can withstand the thunder array.

Zhao Yun's move caught the Canglang Cavalry off guard.

"Good job, boy."

There was a lot of laughter. The Daxia reinforcements that arrived later came like a wave. They fought with the Canglang Cavalry. There were many people with great supernatural powers. A water escaper could carry away a large area. There were also capable people on the other side. , soldiers against soldiers... against generals.

"Blow it up, I'll let you blow it up."

Young Master Zhao Yun's positioning is quite coquettish.

This guy picked up a war spear from nowhere, sneaked underground, saw the enemy of the Yuan Dynasty, and stabbed it to death. He was very accurate, and many people were stabbed while walking without knowing where they were following. A bloody hole appeared.

No matter what the record is, he is good enough.

The enemy was not a fool, and he found him out quickly.

It was a bearded man who came to kill. He belonged to the Yuan Dynasty and was in the Xuanyang realm. He was carrying a pair of gold-plated sledgehammers. There was no way to fight. He smashed left and right along the way. The hammers of Daxia soldiers flew all over the sky, and their armors were dyed red with blood. With the body, those who knew it was a human being, but those who didn't know it, thought it was the demon god killed by hell. At first glance...that guy was really brave enough to be worthy of all men.

Zhao Yun coughed up blood and was knocked out of the ground.

Before he could stand still, the bearded man came at him again and struck with a hammer. His aura was violent. He was a strength martial artist specializing in the physical body. He was also the strongest strength martial artist Zhao Yun had ever seen.

Since he is a powerful type, he will not fight head-on with him.

Zhao Yun escaped to the ground and rushed out again. He avoided the sledgehammer and stepped forward. Without saying a word, he heard dragons roaring and tigers roaring. The man's eyes darkened. Who knew that a true spiritual realm could have such a powerful force? Sound waves.

"Invaders, once they come, there is no need to leave."

Zhao Yun made a clanging sound and inserted a dagger into the man's left eye.

ah...!

The maniac screamed horribly and forcibly knocked Zhao Yun over.

Before it was over, although Zhao Yun was knocked over, the explosive talisman hanging on the dagger exploded with a bang. The explosive talisman was difficult to break through Xuanyang's defense, but it also depends on how it is used. How powerful it is when it explodes at that location... It's still quite filling.

But he underestimated the physical strength of the reckless man.

Half of his face was bloody and bloody, but the guy hadn't fallen down yet.

"Still not down?"

Zhao Yun stepped on the God of Wind and rushed back. The Kirin totem on his left arm was carved, and he was filled with domineering power. He knocked over the big man with one punch. Half of his face was blurred before, but now, the whole face is shapeless. Before he could take a breath, Zhao Yun Then he grabbed his ankle and swung it in a very graceful arc, creating a huge human-shaped crater on the ground. The man's blood spurted out more than a foot high.

"Here, someone give him a stab."

Zhao Yun shouted, his waist and horse united, and he threw the man into the sky.

"I come."

There were shouts from all directions, and rays of light shot into the sky.

It was a spear after spear. Before the man fell to the ground, he was inserted into a sieve. It was promised that he would make up for it with one strike, but this... he had to make up more than ten blows. The dead man could not die again.

"Good hammer."

Zhao Yun's legs and feet were numb and he had fled to another place.

Before leaving, he also took away the man's two gilded sledgehammers.

"I've seen prisoners in prison."

He was like a dark shadow, scuttling among the figures, killing and asking questions along the way. When he met high-level martial arts cultivators, he would consciously avoid them. When he met Daxia soldiers, he would casually ask questions.

The answers were surprisingly unanimous: I don’t know.

We are here to fight, you are not here to find someone, are you?