Chapter 1345： Lord Cangchu!

Xing Rong was really completely dumbfounded.

He knew how terrifying a warrior with talented and passive magical powers is.

But he never thought that Zhao Yun could actually break his army.

You know, oneself is the warrior of the semi-saint peak!

It is also blessed by the army formation of the Red Flame Army.

In this case, Zhao Yun broke his most powerful secret attack, how could he accept it?

Even Zhao Yun didn't use his martial arts this time. He simply used the weapon in his hand and the true energy in his body to break his attack.

This is what makes him most unacceptable!

"dead!"

Before he wanted to understand anything, Zhao Yun broke Xing Rong's attack and stabbed him with a bright silver gun.

This shot is to Xing Rong's life!

Xing Rong felt the killing intent contained in this gun and gave a wry smile.

He wanted to avoid it, but there was no chance to avoid it.

Zhao Yun's gun was completely locked, and it was completely inevitable for him to avoid it!

He understood very well that he really had no other choice besides waiting to die.

"Oh, a little general of the kingdom dared to do something to the general of the Scarlet Flame Army of the Cangchu Dynasty. I really don't know what to say!"

Just as Zhao Yun's spear was about to stab Xing Rong, a chuckle suddenly came.

As this chuckle fell, the surrounding space was instantly frozen.

Zhao Yun's spear had reached a position less than five meters in front of Xing Rong, but he just couldn't move forward the slightest.

"Holy Lord!"

Zhao Yun's eyes suddenly became very solemn.

He could feel that his attack was blocked, and someone blocked the space.

Let this space no longer allow one's own attacks to pass through.

In this case, his own attacks could no longer reach Xing Rong.

But now he is even more aware that it is not the key to kill Xing Rong.

The most important thing is that the Lord of the Cangchu Dynasty is here!

"You are not too stupid!"

When this voice fell, a middle-aged man wearing a mang dragon robe came out of the void.

"Ancestor!"

Xing Rong was surprised when he saw this middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man is the ancestor of the Cangchu Dynasty, named Chu Yiheng.

He is the mighty one at the pinnacle of the Lord's Triple Heaven!

But it has always been practicing in the secret realm of the Cangchu Dynasty, and it has basically not appeared in the eyes of the world for nearly a hundred years.

But now he came here?

why?

This is just a war against a kingdom. How could the ancestor Chu Yiheng come?

"Could it be that this battle is not just a simple battle against the kingdom, but also has other deeper goals?" Xing Rong couldn't help thinking in his heart.

After all, if it's just an ordinary war, they don't need the Red Flame Army to take action, let alone Chu Yiheng, the ancestor of the Cangchu Dynasty.

But there is a benefit. Chu Yiheng is here, which means that both himself and the Red Flame Army will be fine today.

On the contrary, Zhao Yun is bound to die under the ancestors of Chu Yiheng of the Holy Three Heavens, basically without doubt.

At the same time, with the ancestors of Chu Yiheng, the Red Flame Army under his command would surely be able to successfully take down Wangze Peak.

At that time, even if Yue Fei's army arrived, it would be useless.

Not to mention, there is a warrior of the Holy Venerable Triple Heaven in the army, and they basically won 70% of this battle.

The reason I dare not say that it was 100%, but because those idiots of the Liyang Dynasty let the Mie Sheng crossbow fall into the hands of the Nanyan Kingdom.

What they are afraid of is the death crossbow!

Zhao Yun looked at Chu Yiheng with a very solemn expression.

He didn't expect that the Cangchu Dynasty would actually send a powerful man to look at Zefeng.

Generally speaking, on the Nine Provinces Continent, if they are not military commanders themselves, the powerful saints will not participate in the battle. They will only take action to block the enemy's warriors of the same level.

But today, the Cangchu dynasty sent the ancestors of the Holy Venerable realm to look at Zefeng, enough to see how much the Cangchu dynasty valued this war.

This also made Zhao Yun even more solemn in his heart.

Wang Zefeng, who he was in charge of guarding, was now facing an attack from a warrior in the realm of saints, and one could imagine the pressure.

"Little guy, you are very good. This deity gives you a chance to join the Cangchu Dynasty. I will recommend you to my dynasty. With my recommendation from Chu Yiheng, you must have a bright future."

Chu Yiheng looked at Zhao Yun with a smile, and said something similar to Xing Rong.

"I, Zhao Yun, will be General Nanyan in this life, and I will be General Nanyan forever!" Zhao Yun said solemnly.

"Oh, what a pity."

Chu Yiheng shook his head and said: "I see you are really a rare general. If you can join the Cangchu dynasty, you will definitely strengthen the dynasty."

"But unfortunately, you don't want to. That deity has to kill you, lest you miss my dynasty plan!"

"Die!"

Chu Yiheng waved his hand and controlled the surrounding space to quickly squeeze Zhao Yun.

"Seven Detecting Snake Gun!"

Zhao Yun let out a deep cry, and slammed the bright silver spear in his hand, stabling the space that wanted to squeeze him.

Click!

There was a cracking sound from the space, which was actually broken by Zhao Yun.

"what?"

Chu Yiheng saw it, looked at Zhao Yun in surprise, and said: "I didn't expect that your combat effectiveness is indeed very strong, and I am afraid that you can fight against ordinary holy one-dimensional martial artists."

"But it's a pity that you met me today, Chu Yiheng, the mighty one of the Holy Trinity Triple Heaven. Even if you have a good combat power, it is a dead end."

"Condensation!"

Chu Yiheng turned his hand, his handprints became empty.

"drop!"

Under Chu Yiheng's control, the handprints fell towards Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun wanted to avoid it, but he was completely locked in by the fingerprints. There was no way to avoid it, only hard-wired.

Xing Rong saw this scene with a smile on his face.

The same was true for the previous self. Facing Zhao Yun's attack, there was no chance to dodge it. He could only do it hard, but he had his ancestors to rescue him.

But what about Zhao Yun?

Who can he count on to save him now?

Must die!

Zhao Yun's face was solemn, and the giant python transformed from the seven snake guns in his hand had become nothingness under the pressure of this handprint.

But there is no pause in the handprints, and they are still pressing on themselves.

puff!

puff!

puff!

At the same time, there was a sound of vomiting blood from below.

Zhao Yun's complexion became more solemn.

Because it was the soldiers of the pioneer cavalry who vomited blood.

Although Chu Yiheng's handprint has not been completely suppressed, the momentum it has driven has made the vanguard iron knights below very uncomfortable.

Although they are elite, they are not powerful warriors, and they can't stop this momentum.

"You haven't vomited blood yet?"

Chu Yiheng looked at Zhao Yun with surprise, and said, "You are still the first non-saint martial artist who can persist under my hands for so long, but that's the end."

When the sound fell, Chu Yiheng flipped his hand, and the speed of the handprint falling suddenly accelerated.

"boom!"

The handprint hit Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun's breath of life instantly wilted to the extreme.