The Silver Leopard King lowered his head in disbelief. The inconspicuous dark sword was clearly stabbed into his chest. It was bone-chilling, piercing his heart and severing his meridians. There seemed to be a silent smiling face on the sword that was coldly mocking him.
He staggered back three steps. There was no longer a trace of viciousness in his ferocious leopard eyes. There was only a layer of defeat and death. "How can this be??? How can I die at the hands of a sickly cripple? "
Zhao Yun stood up from the ground with difficulty. He panted heavily and slowly walked towards the Silver Leopard King. He chuckled and said, "My head is priceless, but a trash like you doesn't have the qualifications to receive a reward."
Zhao Yun laughed very softly because at this moment, he didn't even have the strength to laugh.
However, his soft laugh was louder than the war drums and more shocking than the heavenly thunder. The hundreds of personal guards all heard his laughter clearly.
The laughter was like a vengeful spirit with profound demonic arts. It echoed in their ears and resounded in their hearts, causing them to not dare to act rashly.
The Silver Leopard King watched as Zhao Yun slowly walked over. He could no longer be arrogant and willful. The only thing left was a deep sense of regret. His eyes were already starting to lose focus and his body was already cold. However, he had to spit out the fear that was embedded in his bones before he died. "You, you are really Zhao Yun?"
Zhao Yun reached out and grabbed the hilt of the Battle of Might Sword. He slowly pulled out a red thread and sighed. "You only realize your own stupidity when you are about to die. There are too many fools in this world."
The Silver Leopard King's eyes were filled with pain. He fell backwards, his eight-chi body heavily smashing into the hearts of the personal guards. The vengeful spirit could only turn the clouds and tear the moon apart in the underworld.
It had to be known that when a person was in extreme pain, they would often stimulate the infinite potential in their body. For example, if a person who was not good at running was suddenly able to run as fast as a horse if there was a flood or a ferocious beast behind him.
When Zhao Yun's shoulder was cut open by the Silver Leopard King, he was in so much pain that he wished he was dead. However, it also stimulated his valiant spirit that did not hesitate to die and perish together with the enemy. Then, he took advantage of the Silver Leopard King's wild laughter and caught the only opening that he had been waiting for. He swung his longsword upwards and ended the Silver Leopard King's evil life.
This process seemed easy, but a large section of Zhao Yun's shoulder had already been cut open, and she had to rely on the vibration of her shoulder to wield the sword. With this pull, the wound was even deeper, and her flesh was dripping with blood. It was truly heart-wrenching.
If it were anyone else, they would have already fainted from the pain. However, Zhao Yun's character was firm like Vajra, and she was born with a youthful spirit that refused to admit defeat. Moreover, she'd even undergone the tempering of the Heart Devouring Poison and the test of being bewitched by the Heavenly Fragrance Palace's demoness. So, in terms of endurance alone, there was probably no one in the world that could compare to her.
Therefore, he was able to borrow the immense pain to catalyze new strength. He trembled as he held the Mighty Battle God Sword, but he still did not fall.
The bodyguards were frightened by Zhao Yun's demonic techniques one after another, and all of them were trembling. How could they have the heart to care about the Silver Leopard King's life? All of them threw down their swords and knelt on the ground, scared witless as they kowtowed with all their might.
However, the green-clothed woman sneered and said, "You might not be that brilliant. Using force a few times has caused your extremely fragile body to be even more fragmented. In your current state, even a three-year-old child would be able to push you down with a light push. "
Zhao Yun smiled proudly and said, "Is that so? Why don't you try? " As she spoke, the immense pain on her shoulder raged even more. It was heart-wrenching and lung-splitting, and it overturned rivers and seas. It wanted to tear Zhao Yun into pieces.
Zhao Yun clenched her teeth and held on, telling herself, "I can't fall! A group of minions are eyeing me covetously. If I can't hold on, then I'll really die of grievance. Zhao Yun, you still have the strength to hold the sword now. You can do it! "
The green-clothed woman smiled again. "I have no enmity with you, so why would I push you? On the other hand, brothers of the Fending Cloud Stronghold, don't you want to avenge your king? Even if you don't want revenge, you aren't deaf. Didn't you hear him call himself Zhao Yun? I don't need to say more about the Golden Dragon Token. Now that this brat is on the verge of death and a mountain of wealth is in front of you, how can you remain indifferent? "
Sure enough, wealth moved people's hearts. When the hundreds of personal guards heard the three words' Golden Dragon Token ', although they were terrified, they still raised their heads in trepidation. They were afraid that they would repeat the same mistake and didn't dare to attack rashly. They carefully stared at Zhao Yun to see if she really had no strength to resist.
Zhao Yun couldn't help but frown. She didn't know where this woman came from, but she felt that this woman was really unreasonable. She thought to herself, "You said that I have no enmity with you, but the Silver Leopard King must have enmity with you. Just now, the Silver Leopard King clearly wanted to take advantage of you. If I didn't make a move, I'm afraid you would have been a withered flower under his body. Could it be that you like being harassed by him? That's why you're distorting the truth and inciting the minions to kill me? "
However, the urgent matter at hand wasn't to reason with the woman, but to deal with the hundreds of personal guards kneeling on the ground. As long as he showed the slightest sign of fear, these hundreds of people would definitely rush forward and hack their old master to death. No matter how strong his swordsmanship was, he really didn't have the strength to deal with so many people at once.
Seeing that Zhao Yun didn't move, many people's eyes lit up. They quietly picked up their long sabers and slowly straightened their bodies.
"Hahaha!" Not only did Zhao Yun not show the slightest fear, but she also laughed at the sky. Her laughter was full of contempt.
He didn't even look at the minions and only said proudly, "I originally didn't want to start a massacre, but if someone is courting death, I don't mind helping them get what they want."
Zhao Yun's confident words, domineering tone, and proud body were like a flag that would never fall. It suppressed the personal guards' courage that they had worked so hard to muster.
Even their boss had been killed by this scarred youth in one strike. What skills did they have that they dared to show off?
They hesitated. They wanted to step forward with their long sabers, but they didn't dare to do so.
Hundreds of people stared at Zhao Yun in a funny manner. The situation suddenly fell into a deadlock.
Zhao Yun was seriously injured. If he delayed for a long time, it would be disadvantageous for him. However, if he didn't delay for a while, he would be killed immediately. He tried his best to keep calm and think of a way to break the deadlock.
Unexpectedly, the girl in green was still unwilling to give up. It seemed that she wouldn't be happy if she didn't kill Zhao Yun. She scolded coldly, "Are all of you fools? Don't you have any brains? If he really has the strength to move, why doesn't he kill you? Instead, he lets you watch foolishly from the side? "
Everyone slapped their heads and suddenly understood. They all thought, "That's right. If he doesn't kill us, doesn't it mean that he doesn't have the ability to kill us?" They changed their tune and had the intention to kill again. Gradually, the encirclement shrunk.
Finally, one of them couldn't hold back and shouted, "Brothers, let's kill Zhao Yun and divide the treasures equally. Let's make a name for ourselves!" He leaped first and slashed his long saber at Zhao Yun's head.
Zhao Yun's eyes were still looking at the sky, as if he couldn't see the person's attack. He didn't move and let the bright long saber slash at him.
That person was overjoyed and said, "Zhao Yun is indeed pretending. Damn it, I was almost fooled by him!" He was overjoyed. The stone hanging in his heart was finally put down. Even his saber became more urgent.
Zhao Yun was in deep danger. He was already fully focused and didn't dare to be careless. Although he didn't look, the Qi around him was already under his control.
When the person's saber was about to slash at him, the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword in Zhao Yun's hand moved like a rabbit and stabbed out at lightning speed. Just as the blade was about to touch Zhao Yun's head, the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword slid along the person's arm and into the person's right chest.
Before the person could finish his move, his body turned cold. The long saber in his hand instantly lost its support and fell to the ground with a clang.
Zhao Yun's figure didn't move. He changed his sword style and the "Exquisite Autumn Moon" strange move appeared again. "Whoosh whoosh whoosh", he slashed out five times in a row. The angle was strange and unpredictable, but the attacks were orderly and precise. The five bodyguards who followed closely behind the person had their throats pierced.
"Ah!" Amidst the screams, the rest of the people hurriedly retreated. The encirclement miraculously expanded again.
Zhao Yun coldly blew the blood on the blade. His cold eyes stared at the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword and said coldly, "The sooner you die, the sooner you can be reincarnated. There's no need to decline. Let's attack together."
He didn't create this move by himself. Instead, it was a stroke of luck. He suddenly remembered that every time North Gate Chuixue killed someone, he would blow the blood off his hands.
This move was North Gate Chuixue's trademark. Not only did it set off his arrogance and conceit, it also gave the enemy a strong psychological shock and invisible terrifying pressure. It was to the extent that the moment they heard North Gate Chuixue's name, they would be scared out of their wits.
Zhao Yun couldn't use his strength to speak now. With a flash of inspiration, he imitated North Gate Chuixue's style completely. The action of blowing the blood was quite decent.
The contrast between black and red was particularly conspicuous. The dark red blood droplet on the dark blade was about to drip. When Zhao Yun gently blew it, the blood droplet danced in the wind like a lonely expert and turned into a red rain. It was so cold that it penetrated the restless heart.
The blood droplet was originally very small, but in the eyes of the crowd, it was bigger than a head. The blood droplet wasn't cold, but in the hearts of the crowd, it was colder than ice and snow.
A suffocating murderous aura suddenly filled the air. The moment of silence made them deeply experience the horror of death.
"Run quickly!"
It was unknown who shouted, but it was also unknown who ran out of the courtyard like crazy. Hundreds of people immediately rushed out like a tide.
The bodyguards of the invincible Silver Leopard King of the Rousing Cloud Stronghold were actually scared to the point of fleeing by one person. If this scene was seen by the villagers who fled first, they would definitely be unable to understand.
The fierce bandits that they feared like tigers were actually so weak and timid in front of that resolute sword.
The most powerful force in this world was courage. If the villagers knew how to resist, know how to persevere, and know how to bravely contribute, the Rousing Cloud Stronghold wouldn't have expanded step by step and become the overlord that everyone feared.
It was a pity that although the Immortal Grove was big, there were still too few people like Zhao Yun.
The green-clothed woman slowly walked in front of Zhao Yun and stared at the scar on Zhao Yun's face with disdain. "Your empty fort strategy is not bad, but it's a pity that you're too ugly."
Zhao Yun said coldly, "Now, it's your turn. You want to kill me time and time again. I don't even have a reason to be merciful. "The Mighty Fighting Divine Sword suddenly stretched out and struck the most unexpected sword from the most impossible angle.
Zhao Yun didn't like to kill indiscriminately, but she wouldn't be polite to the enemy either.
The perseverance that persisted until now was to kill this woman with unfathomable intentions with one sword strike.
"You're so ugly. How can you be the legendary Zhao Yun?" The green-clothed woman wrinkled her nose and swung her long sleeves lightly. Suddenly, a rich and strange fragrance filled the air.
Zhao Yun only felt a weight on her head. Before she understood what happened, she had already flipped over and fell unconscious.
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