As Evil Young Master's Life Glass Bead pressed down, endless killing intent, blood mist, and Ghost Sword regrouped. Their bodies were fast as they locked down the main paths in all directions.
At this moment, the four experts used all their strength at the same time. True Qi crisscrossed, forming a dense net that had no gaps, locking Zhao Yun tightly in the net.
Evil Young Master alone was enough to deal with a Tribulation Transcendence expert. To deal with a person whose life was in danger, even if it was a peak, a three-year-old child was enough.
Now that Zhao Yun was poisoned by the Dream Poison, and that "One General Success" had consumed too much of her soul. Even a blind man could be sure that Zhao Yun did not have much time to live.
At this moment, even if Zhao Yun was allowed to escape, how long could he, who was on his last breath, control his Qi? Where could he run to?
Therefore, there was no need to do anything else. As long as he followed Zhao Yun leisurely, when Zhao Yun could not hold on and fell off the cloud, he would be able to capture Madame Haitang without any effort.
However, Evil Young Master did not dare to take the risk. However, the four experts had to attack at the same time. However, when the outcome was certain, no one dared to reveal a smug smile.
This was because the person in front of him was called Zhao Yun.
The most difficult moment, the most soul-stirring moment, the most impossible reversal, the most unbelievable miracle.
Zhao Yun, who was on his last breath, still had a great power that made people have no choice but to respect him.
Evil Young Master sighed and said, "With four experts sending you off, it should be the most solemn way to die in the world."
Amidst the sigh, the Glass Bead flashed and arrived between Zhao Yun's eyebrows. The Calamity Hook floated strangely and hooked onto Zhao Yun's left waist. The Blood Killing Axe was filled with killing intent as it slashed diagonally at Zhao Yun's chest. The Ghost Mist Sword advanced at lightning speed and stabbed towards Zhao Yun's throat.
In just an instant, Zhao Yun had already arrived at the gate of hell.
He was indeed at the end of his rope and powerless.
This kind of dangerous situation, if it was any other expert from Immortal Grove, it would already be useless. Even if he was Ziwei or Ye Feng, he would similarly be powerless to reverse the desperate situation.
The killing trap that Young Master Xie had painstakingly set up was originally perfect without a single flaw.
"Only if I'm Luo Tianjun will I be able to create a miracle and break out of the encirclement."
At the critical moment of life and death, Zhao Yun suddenly thought of Luo Tianjun, and recalled that peerless grace that truly looked down on the masses.
Wasn't his life's greatest dream to use a beautiful woman to create a Sword Dao and understand the true essence of the Sword Dao?
Unfortunately, he hadn't been able to rescue the beautiful woman, and his life had been thrown away in vain. Moreover, the Sword Dao was like a bubble, and there was no way to talk about it. Heaven and earth were vast and boundless, leaving only the silent mockery of the Great Dao and the blue sky.
"If I hadn't recklessly drank the Dreamleaving Poison Wine, everything would have been different …"
This thought suddenly surfaced in Zhao Yun's mind, but strangely, he didn't have the slightest bit of regret.
Just like how Young Master Xie predicted that Zhao Yun would definitely drink the poisonous wine, Zhao Yun also believed that no matter how many times he redid it, he would still drink the poisonous wine without hesitation.
Because he was Zhao Yun.
In the heavens and the earth, the one and only Zhao Yun.
Perhaps, he was born for love, and he was going to die for love.
Therefore, Zhao Yun had no regrets.
If Zhao Yun had to say that he regretted, he only regretted that he didn't save Haitang and Gui Hua.
Countless of himself asked him countless times in his mind, "Are you really unable to save Haitang and Gui Hua?"
And Zhao Yun only answered himself with a resolute and decisive sentence, "Even if I can't save them, I have to!"
Therefore, his true qi was about to be exhausted, and there was no chance. Everything was about to come to an end, but Zhao Yun did not abandon the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword.
The vast evil power of the four great experts carried wind and thunder, guiding the torrent. When it was added to their bodies, Zhao Yun also stabbed out with his sword.
This sword strike that seemed to have no hope was actually so resolute and yet so gentle.
When the sword struck out, Young Master Xie, his killing intent was endless, the blood mist filled the air, and the Ghost Sword had an absurd thought at the same time. "There's nothing in the world that can compare to the style of this sword."
Then, the Glass Bead, the Blood Killing Axe, the Calamity Hook, the Ghost Mist Sword, and everything else, along with the vast and endless space-time, froze.
There were three realms in the way of the sword. The first realm: "Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I climbed the tall building alone, looking at the end of the world." The second realm: "I didn't regret it in the end, and I became haggard for her." The third realm: "I searched for her thousands of times in the crowd, but when I suddenly looked back, that person was in the waning light."
Zhao Yun himself did not expect that at the most critical moment, he would actually break through the sword realm again.
This second realm was not something that could be obtained by force. It had to be in the midst of the Selfless Sword Realm. Although it was full of enthusiasm, it was also calm in the face of pain. Although it understood reality, it was still stubborn.
If he did not have the determination to die without regret, and if he did not have the deep feelings, how could Zhao Yun comprehend the magnificence of the second realm of the sword dao?
"Pfft!" "Pfft!"
Zhao Yun did not fall from the cloud, but Young Master Xie and the other three sprayed out blood droplets that filled the sky at the same time. They could not help but fall down dejectedly.
The four great experts who could call the wind and summon the rain in the Immortal Forest, who were sitting steadily on the fishing platform at the banquet, stared blankly as Zhao Yun left with his Qi.
Even if Zhao Yun's body was so weak, and Zhao Yun's speed was so slow, they could only watch in a daze.
It was already a blessing in disguise that the four of them could survive.
"What a terrifying sword strike!"
Young Master Xie's old wounds were replaced by new ones. Purple blood stained his red lips, but he suddenly smiled and said, "Who in the world is a match for the heroes? It must be Zhao Yun and Ziwei. Unfortunately … "
His killing intent was endless. He did not know how Young Master Xie's heart grew, and he did not know why Young Master Xie still had the courage to laugh. He only knew that his family had suffered a huge loss this time. Not only did he lose face, but he also had a hidden injury that could not be healed for several years.
Before the blood mist filled the air, they had already lost dozens of years of cultivation. At this moment, their injuries were serious. Their eyes were filled with hatred. For the first time in their lives, they wanted to spit out the crudest curses, but they only kept spitting out blood.
Ghost Sword, on the other hand, endured his injuries and hesitated. His expression changed, but he finally could not suppress the fear in his heart. Finally, he stammered and asked, "Young Master Xie, your Dream Wine, is it, is it really effective?"
Zhao Yun was still able to use this unfathomable sword when the poison was attacking his heart and his True Qi was exhausted. If Young Master Xie's Dream Wine did not work, if Zhao Yun could still survive, if Zhao Yun recovered from her injuries and came to take revenge, if …
Ghost Sword had roamed the world for sixty years and killed countless famous people in Immortal Grove. However, this was the first time in his life that he experienced the anxiety of waiting for death. If someone told Ghost Sword now that Zhao Yun could kill four of them single-handedly, Ghost Sword would not have the slightest doubt, "Zhao Yun is really … really … really not human!"
Young Master Xie said coldly, "If you want to know what a peach tastes like, you should personally pluck it and taste it. If you want to taste the fragrance of the Dream Bead, I don't mind concocting a cup of the mellow wine for you. "
Young Master Xie's voice was like a knife, ruthlessly stabbing into Ghost Sword's chest.
Ghost Sword's entire body turned cold. For a moment, he felt that Young Master Yun was shrouded in fog. He hurriedly explained, "Young Master, please forgive me. I was muddle-headed."
"Heh." Young Master Xie suddenly revealed an evil smile, "Zhao Yun …"
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