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River East, Lu River, Wangjiang Tower.
Zhao Yun's spear continued to collide with the Azure Rainbow Sword, producing heavy explosive sounds. Every time she used her spear, she would expend a huge amount of true qi to resist the sharp and invisible sword qi.
This sword Qi was unleashed by the divine item, the Azure Rainbow Sword.
Zhao Yun lived up to his reputation as the Spear God. Every spear strike was like a storm, and the wind and clouds in the sky actually moved with the spear. Han Shang's heart was in turmoil. Now, he was displaying Zhao Yun's true strength.
That day when he fought Yan Liang and Wen Chou alone, it was just a small test.
Cao Ren didn't retreat at all. He pressed forward step by step and fought with his life. Even if he was shot, he wouldn't back down. In his heart, retreating meant defeat. The brutality of the sword was awe-inspiring.
The spear carried the power of the wind and clouds. The sky was sometimes covered with dark clouds and sometimes it was clear. The wind and clouds danced as if there was a divine dragon in the sky. Cao Ren felt the change of the wind and clouds around him, and he was at a loss. He tried his best to protect the last bit of clarity in his spiritual altar. He waved the Azure Rainbow Sword to resist Zhao Yun's divine spear. Suddenly, he felt the pressure relax and finally had a chance to breathe. He let out a long breath. It was at this moment that he lost his mind.
Zhao Yun's eyes gleamed as she sent the Azure Rainbow Sword flying with her spear and aimed it at Cao Ren's face. Cao Ren's heart was pounding as he raised his head and roared at the sky. Dozens of stars in the sky formed a giant pattern, and the giant broke away from the stars and rushed into Cao Ren's body.
The powerful light of the General Star entering his body could not block Zhao Yunru's spiritual silver spear. Clang! The silver spear stabbed into the iron plate, and the powerful rebound force numbed his hand. Suddenly, a rumbling sound came from the sky. At this moment, the scene was like a meteorite falling. The huge meteorite smashed down with anger. It was getting bigger and closer.
Boom! The meteorite finally landed on the ground. The ground shook, and cracks that were dozens of feet deep appeared. A seventy-foot-tall flame giant appeared in the field. The temperature of the ground rose sharply, and the water in the river constantly bubbled, making sizzling sounds. The nearby river water was evaporated into gas.
Ghost God Cao Zixiao!
Zhao Yun felt as if she was being roasted in a stove. She raised her True Qi to resist the high temperature outside her body, and her True Qi was rapidly being consumed. Zhao Yun didn't hesitate. He raised his handsome face and let out a painful roar towards the sky. Dozens of stars in the sky formed a dragon pattern. The dragon left the constellation and turned into a shooting star that rushed into Zhao Yun's body.
Zhao Yun's eyes shone with a golden light. The silver spear in her hand was covered with a fiery red light. Her figure flashed and charged towards Cao Zixiao.
Clang! The silver spear seemed to have stabbed into a steel plate. A white mark was left on Cao Zixiao's fiery red body, but it instantly recovered as if the white mark had never appeared.
" Clang, clang, clang!" Zhao Yun kept flashing and attacking Cao Zixiao.
Han Shang was dumbfounded. He couldn't see Zhao Yun's figure at all. He could only see Zhao Yun's shadow when the silver spear touched Cao Zixiao's body. It was too fast, so fast that it was unbelievable.
" Boom!" Zhao Yun was smashed to the ground. His handsome face was pale, and his clothes suddenly caught fire. It seemed that he had consumed a lot of zhenqi and could no longer support Zhao Yun to resist the high temperature.
" Zilong, run!" Han Shang shouted and rushed over.
A huge shadow of a foot appeared above Zhao Yun's head. Zhao Yun remained motionless on the ground, exactly the same as when he was ambushed by the King of Assassins, Dian Wei. The huge shadow of its foot pressed down. If it stepped on it, it would definitely be crushed into pieces. Even the bones would probably be burned to ashes.
With a "xiu" sound, Han Shang picked up Zhao Yun and rushed out.
"Hong ~~" The huge foot stomped down hard, and the ground shook again.
Zhao Yun woke up immediately after being rescued. However, her entire body was weak and she lay on Han Shang's back. Her True Qi was exhausted. Han Shang saw Zhao Yun fleeing towards the north at such a fast speed.
Cao Zixiao let out a beast-like roar and knelt on the ground with a bang. Zhao Yun's series of earth-shattering attacks had also caused great damage to him.
The battle had come to an end, and this battle would definitely be praised for a while.
……
At night, in a cave on a nameless mountain.
Yun Zhao leaned against the stone wall weakly. His handsome face was pale, and there were many burns all over his body. His clothes and hair still smelled like burnt meat. It was the first time that Zhao Zilong was in such a sorry state.
Han Shang picked up some firewood, lit it, and piled it beside Zhao Yun.
" Zilong, what do you think?" Han Shang asked with concern. He saw that Zhao Yun's Essence Qi was a little scattered, and her Soul Essence might have been severely injured. Han Shang could not see clearly the last fight with Cao Zixiao, the Ghost God, and did not know what happened.
Zhao Yun moved her body slightly and said, Thank you for your concern, my lord. Yun's soul is injured and needs some time to recuperate."
Han Shang nodded and sighed." I didn't expect Cao Zixiao to be this strong." Zhao Yun's casual spear was already extremely terrifying. At that time, the momentum of the spear carrying the wind and clouds was already earth-shattering, not to mention the sudden increase in strength after the possession of the General Star. Even so, it still could not break through Cao Zixiao's fiery red stone body.
It can be seen how powerful ghosts and gods are.
"Humph!" Zhao Yun snorted coldly. Her eyes shone with a rare light after the battle. He's not much better than me."
Han Shang was confused.
……
In a forest on the White Mountain of Lujiang River in River East.
Under the moonlight, it was quiet and deep. Wolf howls could be heard from time to time. The figure of a nine-foot-tall man was reflected in the forest. This person was wearing a strange wing-shaped cloak. His face was pale and his eyes were unfocused. He borrowed a bamboo pole from the forest and walked forward with difficulty.
This person was the Ghost God Cao Zixiao.
He cursed in his heart,"Zhao Yun, I, Cao Ren, swear that I'll make sure you die a horrible death." His blood boiled and he couldn't help but open his mouth and blood gushed out.
His injuries were extremely severe, his body was severely injured, and his soul essence was also injured by Zhao Yun's spear. It would take at least half a year for him to recover.
Stumbling forward, his body became heavier and heavier, and he began to feel dizzy. The scene in his eyes also began to blur and overlap. The tenacity unique to martial artists supported him to continue moving forward. There were many wild wolves in this forest. If he fainted again, he would definitely become a delicacy in the wild wolves 'mouths.
He vaguely saw a thatched cottage in front of him. In front of the cottage, an old man was playing chess with his granddaughter. Finally, there was someone. Cao Ren could no longer hold on and fell to the ground with a bang.
"Grandpa, there seems to be someone over there."
In the cave, the dim flames lit up a corner of the cave.
Han Shang's handsome face was flushed red by the flames. Zhao Yun leaned weakly against the stone wall.
"Zilong, I'll reward you with a treasure today," Han Shang said to Zhao Yun with a smile." What treasure does my lord wish to bestow?"
With a clang, a fiery red treasured saber was thrown beside Zhao Yun. A wave of heat surged out, and the cave instantly became warm.
It was Cao Ren's treasured saber.
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