MTL - Eternal Gate-Chapter 84 Air combat

The night sky is deep, broken stars like dust.

The Dapeng spreads its wings and soars into the sky, and Zhao Yun finally achieves his wish on his back, and finally soars into the sky. He is looking down greedily, growing up so big, or standing so high for the first time, reading all over Dachuan. Mountains and rivers, I have seen all the valleys and Cangyuan, and my mind is much broader.

Quack! Quack!

Dapeng was very excited, yelling all the way, but his voice was a little hoarse. Because of Nirvana's transformation, it was difficult to change, and then to Zhao Yun, his cultivation was exhausted, and his memory was blank. The first thing I saw was Zhao Yun. Extraordinarily kind, they are connected, Zhao Yun is comfortable, and it is also cheerful.

"interesting."

The Moon God sighed and couldn't help but slap his hands. There are so many mistakes in the world, Zhao Yun has really hit a lot, and he still feels psychic for him.

"Not bad."

Zhao Yun smiled, sitting on the back of the Dapeng and gently stroking it, like an elder stroking a younger generation, he is quite spoiled, and he is not to look at him, what a bird! It's the same since, one day, the shaggy bird will soar again.

At that time, it was really hanging up.

Suddenly, when he heard the strong wind blowing behind him, Zhao Yun turned his eyes back, and he saw a **** cloud when he saw it. To be precise, it was a big **** bird. It should be a large eagle. It is a blood sculpture. The whole body is crimson. Six feet old, compared to a blood sculpture, the Dapeng under him is like a chicken.

Whoosh!

The speed of the blood sculpture was quite fast, like a gust of wind, it reached the sky in twos and threes, slowing down.

On its back, there is still a person standing, a young man in white clothes, holding a folding fan, handsome, but feminine, able to smell the scent of rouge, and paired with the pair of pill and phoenix eyes. At first glance, he thought it was a lady?

At this moment, the Blood Sculpture squinted at the Dapeng with contempt and fierce eyes. At a glance, he knew that it was not a good stubble. It was obviously a mount, but its whole body exudes terrible evil and **** aura. I feel that it is a big murderous demon.

The blood sculpture looked at the Dapeng, and the young man looked at Zhao Yun with a squint and laughed playfully. Seeing Zhao Yun stroking the Dapeng, he was even more disdainful. Only a mixed feather bird was so spoiled and regarded as a baby. Obviously it was a dumpling, the owner of the waste, and the mount with the waste wood, it was a match made in heaven.

"I am Dapeng."

Zhao Yun didn't say a word, he was still stroking, he had to make a good relationship, and when the Dapeng regained his memory, he would be close, cultivate feelings!

Looking at the Dapeng, the look is scared, the eyes of the fear of the blood sculpture are full of malice, after all, it has no memory and blood, and any mount with a slight cultivation level will make it feel more depressed.

The young man closed his eyes, and the blood sculpture speeded up. Xu was deliberate, or in other words, deliberate. When those wings flickered, they used a lot of force and became a gust of wind. The roc was not flying steady, and Zhao Yun risked falling down. .

"You are awesome."

Zhao Yun cursed secretly, if it wasn't for the blood sculpture to be too fast, if it wasn't for the Dapeng to catch up, otherwise, he would blow him up all over the sky and provoke you.

It's okay to catch up.

Before long, the blood sculpture came back again, and from far away, you could see its fierce eyes, shining with tyrannical and bloodthirsty light, and it came straight to them. There were already two **** glows. The blood sculpted out of his eyes.

Obviously the bridge segment: killing and overtaking.

"Good boy."

Zhao Yun got up, but Dapeng evaded the blood ray dangerously and fleeing towards one side.

"Can you go?"

The white-clothed young man smiled quietly and was also very leisurely. Standing on the back of the blood sculpture, shaking the folding fan lightly, it was full of force. He didn't bother to deal with a martial arts realm and a miscellaneous bird. The shot, his mount blood sculpture, can completely destroy them both.

In fact, it was not that he wanted to kill people, it was the blood sculpture of his family. His stomach was a little hungry and he wanted to find something to eat. He didn't like dead animals. He liked birds and human flesh. For so many years, he has been raised like this. Otherwise, the Blood Sculpture wouldn't have such a strong evil and **** aura.

Whoosh!

The blood sculpture is as fast as lightning, and it shoots blood from its eyes.

Quack!

Dapeng was quite human, his wings flickered, and the second time he avoided the blood glow, his speed also increased sharply.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Two big birds hovered in the air, chasing and fleeing, looking from below, it was like a **** and black cloud chasing back and forth.

"interesting."

The white-clothed youth smiled, the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

When the words fell, the blood sculpture spread its wings and flew high, over the Dapeng, and if it swooped down from this direction, it could tear the mixed feather bird with one claw.

"I'm afraid you won't come."

Zhao Yun let out a cold snort, pinched the tactics with one hand, and the purple sky stuck in his waist shot out like a faint glow. If it could hit, it would pierce the blood sculpture's abdomen with a sword. He would not attack the white-clothed youth, just hit him on the mount. Damn you.

"Swordsmanship?"

The young man raised his eyebrows. Obviously, he hadn't expected that flying too high might not be a good thing. The other party knew swordsmanship, so he and the Blood Sculpture were like a living target.

Whoosh!

The blood sculpture did not react slowly, and easily avoided it, swooping from the sky, the blood glows constantly, and the youth also bent their bows and arrows, aimed at Zhao Yun and Dapeng, and shot them through together.

Zheng!

Zhao Yun controlled the sword, attacked with the Zixiao sword, the Yulongyuan sword blocked, broke the blood ray of blood, and also slashed the arrow of the white-clothed youth.

Cang Dang! lb! Clang!

The sound of metal collision is endless. The two birds started an air battle on the night. There was an attack on each other, and sparks came out.

Zhao Yun was very angry, and when he turned his head back to the sky, he ran into the murderer and overwhelmed him.

Quack! Quack!

Dapeng neighed more than just, and he was excited enough, and Zhao Yun was connected with Zhao Yun, and Zhao Yun was angry as well.

The same angry, there is the blood sculpture, the eyes are more violent, the bloodthirsty is more intense, and the speed cultivation base is crushed, and it can't be taken.

"I want to see how long you can last." The young man snorted coldly, bending his bow and shooting arrows again.

Zheng! Zheng!

Zhao Yun was faster, he had already thrown out the flying knives, and each handle was hung with a bursting charm, going up against the sky.

The blood sculpture is full of contempt, and hasn't seen it. Such as this attack, it can be easily avoided, even if it can hit, it can't hurt it. It is very resistant.

Of course, waiting to see the explosive charm on the flying knife, its eyes suddenly became prominent, and the same discoloration, there is that young man, this damn, and this operation? Where are so many explosive symbols.

It does not matter.

The important thing is that the bursts of talisman have already exploded. The blood sculpture that was swooping down was blown up all the way to the sky, and the blood and bones collapsed. It was really strong enough to resist, but it was not blown up. However, But it exploded one of its wings, there was a rain of blood pouring, and it was unstable again, leaving only one wing, and put it aside.

Looking at the young man, it’s not much better. Although the blood sculpture has endured the power of the explosion, he was also affected and almost exploded. The white clothes wins the snow. Now, the whole body is dyed red, with the blood of the blood sculpture, and his The blood, the man and the mount were all stunned by the explosion.

"Go, go fast."

The young man snorted coldly, holding his right arm with his left hand, and shouting hysterically. He really underestimated Zhao Yun and was caught off guard. Today, he was crippled by blood. If he was still hitting in the air, that would be the real target.

"go?"

Zhao Yun sneered and kept chasing him all the way. The Dapeng was able to cooperate. The Blood Sculpture had only one wing left. Not only was it unstable to fly, but its speed also plummeted.

Zheng! Zheng!

Zhao Yun looked stunned, holding two swords in his hands, chasing and hitting, ignoring the white-clothed youth, and hitting his mount. On land, shoot people first, shoot horses, in the sky! To hit a person, you have to hit the bird first. At this height, the Xuanyang Realm can fall all the way down, and it can be smashed into flesh.

"Do you really want to die?"

The young man yelled, and his five internal organs were in anger and pain. Since the day when the blood sculpture was born, he has not been under the wind when he fought in the air. Today, it is still the first time in the world. Chase and fight.

"Leave you for the New Year?"

Zhao Yun drank clang, cut with his sword, and cleaved a blood gully on the body of the blood sculpture.

puff! puff!

In the next scene, it was extremely bloody. The blood sculpture fled all the way, and the Dapeng chased it all the way. Zhao Yun made one sword after another, and the blood sculpture screamed again and again. After a good mount, it became blood.

"Damn it."

The young man gritted his teeth, furious, but he couldn't control swordsmanship, and he was difficult to attack from a distance. In addition, the blood sculpture was disabled and restrained everywhere. He had not suffered such a big loss since his debut.

Zheng!

The sound of the sword sounded harshly, and the Zixiao sword came again, with cold light radiating from its body, and one sword hit the blood sculpture.

what...!

The Blood Sculpture can spit out words, make a scream, and can't hold it anymore. It fell from the sky. Seeing from a distance, it is a **** light, drawing a very beautiful arc, and it hits a building. Mountain top, no accident, the blood sculpture will be crushed to pieces, and the white-clothed youth will most likely suffer from hemiplegia.

"Kill it."

Zhao Yun let out a bluff and kept chasing him, he still understands the truth about killing him when he is sick.

Of course, the Dapeng flew only two or three feet away, so he swished out of sight, without warning.

When it was gone, Zhao Yun was very embarrassed. Without the mount, he also planted, but forgot, Dapeng is no better than tamed monsters and spirit beasts. It is a psychic beast, and there is a time limit for psychic to this world. Yes, once the time limit expires, he will return to the spiritual world.

However, he had better luck than the youth, and there was a lake below, and he could not be killed by falling.

Speaking of the lake, it was really clear and clean, the lake water was rippling, sparkling, and looking carefully, there were still a few clothes on the lakeside, women's clothes, neatly arranged and colorful.

Needless to say, there are people bathing in the lake.

These, the falling Zhao Yun didn't know it, like a meteorite from the sky, smashed down from the sky.

Just before entering the water, the lake was rippling, and a person emerged from the lake, a woman with wet hair and water drops on her cheeks.

Puff!

It was so coincidental that the girl who had just emerged, who didn't know where to follow, was smashed back by Zhao Yun again, that splash! The high swing and the thumping sound are also extremely pleasant.

Gee tut!

The Moon God sighed, speechless.

There are thousands of coincidences in the world.

Master Zhao's accounted for half.

It's really weird, this little Wu Xiu, is it open? No matter where you go, you can hit peach blossoms.

puff!

In twos or twos, Zhao Yun appeared first.

Then, it was the woman.

Looking at each other, the whole world was quiet.