The three masked men were already in a state of panic, but when they heard Zhao Yun's grave and stern tone, they shuddered in fear. They hurriedly used the faint moonlight to size up Zhao Yun.
Qian Jiang's divine sense was half scattered, leaving only a single breath in his mouth. Seeing this stranger descend from the sky and call him big brother, he was dizzy and spoke with difficulty, "Who, who are you?"
Zhao Yun leaned over to help Qian Jiang up. Seeing the long saber pierced deep into his flesh and blood, tears flickered in his eyes. He hated himself for not being a step earlier. He said in pain, "Big Brother, I am Zhao Yun! Do you still remember me? "
As soon as Qian Jiang heard the name Zhao Yun, his scattered thoughts miraculously gathered together. His dim and white pupils also regained their vigor. His voice was filled with pleasant surprise, "Third Brother, is it really you? Your face????? "His voice suddenly stopped, but his qi and blood surged violently, rushing out of his throat and spraying everywhere.
Zhao Yun hurriedly supported Qian Jiang, stopping him from speaking, "Big Brother, we can talk about these things later. You should rest well first. I will deal with these three bastards first to vent your anger. "
"Your face, what happened? It's been a long time, cough, cough. Have you been well? " Qian Jiang knew that his death was near, so he cherished the last time he could spend with his brothers. He ignored his injuries and pain and asked incessantly.
The three masked men looked left and right, but they couldn't sense the slightest fluctuation of true energy on Zhao Yun's body. He didn't look like an expert at all. They also saw that he was holding a pitch-black and unremarkable broken sword. He was obviously a nobody who posed no threat, so they were even more relieved.
The man in the middle laughed wildly and said, "Hey hey, there's a path to heaven, but you don't want to take it. There's no door to hell, but you want to barge in. Stinky brat, pretending to be a ghost. I thought you were some divine being, but you scared me! Ignorant ugly bastard, since you have such deep brotherly affection, I will help you and send you to the Yellow Springs with Qian Jiang! "
Amidst his laughter, that person's Crimson Rainbow Sword was like a snake's forked tongue, and it was suffused with a lethal red glow as it pierced towards Zhao Yun's throat.
Zhao Yun sneered, "You dare to hurt my big brother?"
The Mighty Battle Divine Sword felt the anger in Zhao Yun's heart. It was unsheathed with a clang and leaped up. It cut through the moonlight with incomparable speed and arrived first. The moment before the Crimson Rainbow Sword reached Zhao Yun's throat, it pierced that person's chest with a "thud".
That person did not expect that he would be defeated so easily. The surprise in his eyes was greater than fear. "How can there be such a fast sword?" However, his heart meridian was corroded by the extremely cold Yin Qi. His body suddenly froze, and he couldn't ask the last question of his life.
White Dog and Red Goat were calmly watching the cat play with the mouse. They didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, the Crimson Snake would become the dead mouse. Only then did they realize that the scarred youth in front of them was a malefic star. They were terrified and exclaimed, "Who are you!"
They were very clear about the Crimson Snake's strength. Although the Crimson Snake was ranked last among the "Twelve Celestial Lords", that Crimson Rainbow Sword was enough to move unhindered in the Qiantang Kingdom, causing countless experts to tremble in fear.
However, this ugly brat who appeared out of nowhere was able to kill the Crimson Snake with a single sword move without using any strength. This kind of cultivation was not something they could imagine. How could they not be frightened?
Zhao Yun's quick sword move was derived from the "Divine Thoughts Swordsmanship" of the Sword-embracing Young Master. This was the first time she used it. Although she didn't have the support of vital energy and couldn't turn the sword into thousands of shadows, with the help of the Qi dynamic, it was still extremely fast and took the Crimson Snake's life in an instant.
Zhao Yun said coldly, "A dead person still has so much to say!" She suddenly pulled the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword out of the Crimson Snake's body and kicked it away.
In her rage, she was even more merciless. She gathered the strength of a thousand catties at the tip of her foot and threw the Crimson Snake's corpse towards the wall like a flood dragon emerging from the sea.
The corpse had been frozen stiff by the Qi of Extreme Cold and was like a block of ice. At this moment, it couldn't control its body and heavily crashed into the solid wall. In a split second, the ice shattered and the wall shattered. Amidst the chaotic crashing sounds, the corpse shattered into pieces of ice and flesh that flew in all directions.
White Dog and Hong Yang were even more panic-stricken. They looked at each other and both had the intention to escape. "This ugly brat is so powerful even without vital energy. If he raises his sword and slashes at us, how can we still be alive? "
The two of them had a tacit understanding and shouted at the same time, "Run!" Suddenly, they split into left and right and madly ran, anxious to escape the Fiend Star Demon Sword's massacre.
The two of them had severely injured the Qian Jiang and had already offended Zhao Yun. It was unforgivable. How could Zhao Yun allow them to live?
"Go to hell!"
Zhao Yun shouted angrily. He picked up the Crimson Rainbow Sword that had fallen to the ground. He was extremely familiar with the Yellow River's Water from the Heavens. He fiercely threw the sword into the air.
His body was like a Dapeng spreading its wings. He quickly ran to the left and wanted to catch up with Hong Yang. However, Hong Yang used the Sheep Traversing a Hundred Li body movement technique. He quickly brandished his whip and used his vital energy crazily. In a short time, he had left Zhao Yun fifty steps behind.
Zhao Yun was concerned about the Qian Jiang's safety. He didn't dare to chase far away, but he couldn't let Hong Yang go. He couldn't let Hong Yang be free. He was ruthless in his heart. Suddenly, he thought of a strange and dangerous move. He silently prayed, "Wei Dou, oh Wei Dou, I hope you can lend me a hand."
Zhao Yun slammed Wei Dou heavily on the ground and shouted, "Shu Feng Yun Before Eyebrows!"
His body turned around and leaped into the air. At the same time, he quickly raised the Wei Dou Divine Sword and slashed behind him again. With the help of the incomparably powerful rebound force, it was as if it was shot out from a five-hundred-stone giant bow that was fully drawn.
This move was also the unique skill of the Divine Thoughts Swordsmanship. It had the ability to shift positions. Zhao Yun was very interested in it after the battle with the Young Master with the Sword. He often pondered about this move. Countless times, he deduced the trial in his mind. However, this was the first time he actually practiced it.
His series of movements were like moving clouds and flowing water. He clearly didn't have vital energy, but he tightly connected the gap of breathing and borrowing force. He didn't stop his continuous movements at all. As expected, he was able to fly in the air against common sense like the Young Master with the Sword.
The Wei Dou Divine Sword flashed coldly. In an instant, it had arrived behind Hong Yang. The sword aura was cold and ruthless. It slashed toward the back of Hong Yang's head.
Hong Yang was startled by the biting cold wind behind him. He suddenly turned his head and saw Zhao Yun like a god descending to the mortal world. He didn't even have time to think before the fatal sword arrived.
"Plop!"
The astonished head rolled out of Hong Yang's body in an instant. It was hot and still emitting blood. The other half of the body was still touching the boiling hot blood. It was like a fairy scattering flowers. It was very spectacular.
Zhao Yun understood and knew that he had taken another step forward on the path of swordsmanship.
As the saying goes, a hundred rivers return to the sea and ten thousand swords return to one. Although the swordsmanship was different, the path of swordsmanship was the same. What he just used was the move of the Divine Thoughts Swordsmanship. However, in terms of sword intent, it might be the mystery of the Green Lotus Swordsmanship. Again, the move wasn't the most important thing. Only by using the right sword intent at the right time could the greatest power of the sword move be unleashed.
On the other side, when the white dog saw that Zhao Yun had chased after Hong Yang and he had a chance to escape, he was wild with joy. "It turns out that I'm so lucky. Hong Yang, Hong Yang, thank you for diverting this evil star away. I'll burn some paper money for you later. Haha."
His happiness didn't last long. He had only run ten steps when he suddenly felt a chill in his heart. It seemed that there was a fatal breath in the air that was gradually approaching. He subconsciously raised his head, but he didn't feel anything. He thought that he was being paranoid and cursed, "Damn it, I'm also a hero. How can I be scared out of my wits by this ugly monster!"
The white dog ran a few more steps. The Crimson Rainbow Sword that was flying in the air suddenly appeared. The sword fell like a violent thunder with the momentum of a meteor. It fell exactly on his head.
He didn't know that his Qi had been firmly locked by the "Water of the Yellow River from Heaven" from the beginning. He was completely unprepared and couldn't dodge in time. In an instant, the sword fell to the ground. When his entire body was penetrated, he realized that the idea of escaping was ultimately a dream.
Zhao Yun rushed back to Qian Jiang's side. She saw that Qian Jiang had already fainted on the ground and was unconscious. However, the knife on his chest was still shining and cold.
Zhao Yun repeatedly called out, but she still couldn't wake up her sworn brother. Her heart was beating wildly. She immediately thought of Li Jiejie, "Her medical skills are miraculous. She can definitely save Big Brother! Big Brother, you must hold on! "She picked up Qian Jiang's body. Ignoring the pain in her legs from using too much strength, she madly ran back to the inn.
When the people in the inn saw that Zhao Yun had only gone out for a short while and then returned with a corpse, they were all shocked.
The waiter wanted to step forward and ask again, but Zhao Yun anxiously shouted, "Where's the woman who was with me just now? Where is she? "
Li Jiejie was no longer in the lobby. Zhao Yun was really afraid that she had left the inn in a fit of anger.
When the waiter saw that Zhao Yun's eyes were red and she looked like a fiend, he swallowed all the questions he wanted to ask and stammered, "She, she, she has already asked for a room in Room A to rest."
"Quickly take me there! Quickly! "
Zhao Yun wished that he could grow a pair of wings so that he could see Li Jiejie earlier and save his brother's dying life.
But when he arrived in front of Room A and knocked on the door, he heard Li Jiejie's displeased shout, "Waiter, are you forgetful? I said that I'm in a bad mood. Don't bother me! "
Zhao Yun hurriedly said, "Li Jiejie, it's me. Quickly open the door and help me save him."
Unexpectedly, Li Jiejie sneered and said, "Who are you? Ridiculous!"
Zhao Yun was stunned, "This woman is too vengeful. She's still angry even now." But now he needed Li Jiejie's help, so he really didn't dare to offend her. He could only be patient and apologize, "Li Jiejie, I was wrong just now. Please don't take it to heart. My brother's life is in danger. Please save his life. "
"Hmph, who are you? You're actually apologizing to me? Really, the sun rose from the west! "
Zhao Yun only felt that the temperature of Qian Jiang's body was getting colder and colder. He became even more anxious and said, "Li Jiejie, I'm really sincerely apologizing. Can you stop talking about this and help me save my brother first? He can't hold on any longer! "
Li Jiejie didn't care about Zhao Yun's anxious mood at all. She said coldly, "Oh, it's really funny. What right does a man who doesn't keep his promise have to ask me to save him? Do you have any shame? "
Zhao Yun couldn't bear it anymore. With a surge of strength, he smashed the door open and rushed into the room, "Li Jiejie, I'm begging you. As long as you save my brother, I'm willing to do anything for you!"
Li Jiejie sat indifferently and blew gently. She didn't even look at Zhao Yun, "You can't even keep a simple promise, and you still want to use nonsense to coax me?"
Zhao Yun was angry and anxious. His body trembled non-stop. He wanted to scold Li Jiejie, but he knew that he had no right to criticize her. Li Jiejie was right. He, Zhao Yun, had no right to interfere with whether to save him or not.
"Do I really want my brother to die in front of me?"
Zhao Yun frowned deeply. Suddenly, his eyes lit up.
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