More and more guards of the Yunjin Empire gathered on both sides of the street, surrounding the entire street. There was no shortage of first-class masters among the crowd, but they did not receive the orders of Zhao Feiyun and did not step forward for a while.

Zhao Feiyun, who had truly experienced Zi Chen's terrifying close combat ability, did not rush forward at all costs, but instead held the Panlong Spear in his hand tightly and kept a relatively safe distance from Zi Chen.

The previous contempt has disappeared, replaced by a solemn look on his face.

In his opinion, although Zi Chen was the Divine Arrow Lord of the Tang Dynasty, his achievements were even more impressive. He was the crown prince of the Yunjin Empire and the emperor who dominated the Yunjin Empire in the future. The difference between the two was the difference between clay pots and jade. If Zi Chen was just a famous person, he naturally would not mind that a full-minded shot penetrated the Divine Arrow Lord of the Tang Dynasty in front of the beauty and demonstrated his strength.

Now, although Zi Chen did not use his magic bow, he was not a native chicken and tile dog. Even though he held the Panlong Spear in his hand, and the right time, place, and people were on his side, Zhao Feiyun did not intend to continue taking risks. His eyes glanced at Zi Chen coldly and sneered: "Brother Zi, I really didn't expect that you not only have a superb archery technique, but your cultivation level has reached this level. It's actually like this. Don't blame brothers for being rude!" After Zhao Feiyun finished speaking, he suddenly raised the Panlong Spear in his hand and pointed directly at Zi Chen opposite, and shouted loudly: "Go to me, those who cut one arm will reward ten thousand golds, those who capture Zi Chen alive will reward ten thousand golds, and those who win the descendants will be honored ten thousand golds."

There must be brave men under heavy rewards.

What's more, the guards who can always accompany the prince have been ready to move. As long as one person is captured alive, they can be named "World Huhou". I don't know how many contributions it will take to get back on the battlefield? Moreover, the most important thing is that Zhao Feiyun's words "Blessings and descendants" are simply a shot of a strong arm for these guards. They pulled out the "swords" on their waists, rushed towards Zichen with a strange cry. Seeing that Zhao Feiyun did not dare to fight with him, but instead let these cannon fodders hold him back, Zichen's eyes also flashed a sarcastic look, and glanced at Zhao Feiyun disdainfully, and said calmly: "It seems that after you betrayed the Tang Dynasty, you even lost your courage. It really disappointed me!!"

"The courage of every man..." Zhao Feiyun, who was standing outside a group of guards, snorted coldly from his nose and said.

Seeing the guards under Zhao Feiyun's hands rushing towards them like wolves and tigers, Zi Chen, who was tall and tall, like a lonely pine, slightly moved his scaled arms, bent into a less obvious arc, and his feet suddenly exerted force, and his whole body rushed towards Zhao Feiyun opposite him like an arrow from a string. The guards who were originally five or six steps away from Zi Chen did not expect that Zi Chen would rush towards them without retreating. Compared to Zi Chen's speed, their movements were obviously slower, and they were not better. Even on the battlefield, they were all brave warriors who had been through many battles, but in the face of absolute strength, their tiny skills were a little insignificant.

Seeing Zi Chen raise his black scaled arms and stroke them at their necks, he rushed to the front of the guards. Although he wanted to raise the sword in his hand to block Zi Chen's black scaled claws, he found that his movements could not keep up with the thoughts in his mind, and he could only watch Zi Chen's arm stroke their necks.

"Puchi!"

The four cheap blood.

More than a dozen guards who had been fighting on the battlefield fell to the ground, and blood was everywhere. The guards who fell in front looked even more bloody and desolate, which made everyone around them numb. After all, these guards of Zhao Feiyun were all elites of the "Yunjin Empire". They did not show any timid expression because of the tragic death of more than a dozen companions. Instead, they smelled the bloody smell on the bodies of more than a dozen companions. They all rushed towards Zi Chen like a "falcon" on the battlefield.

"court death……"

Seeing that Zhao Feiyun's guards were like crazy, they wanted to take their heads away, Zi Chen's bright eyes as bright as stars also flashed with a faint murderous intent, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said coldly: "Do you think that they can stop me with just these wastes?"

Zi Chen roared angrily, and suddenly stepped forward suddenly. A painted black ripples instantly spread from his feet. In the blink of an eye, several meters had been swept through. Any guards swept by black ripples instantly began to crack, either shattered, but cracked, just like statues. Knowing that the black ripples spread out, the cracked body then "pop" and shattered into a pile of minced meat and blood, dyeing the entire street red.

This call is called: Annihilation!

Practice to the extreme and kill everything. Although this move has not been achieved, it is definitely not something these guards can deal with. However, in the blink of an eye, more than a hundred people have died under this move!

Seeing such a scene, Zhao Feiyun's eyes almost protruded, and his eyes were filled with horror.

Thinking of the martial arts and immortal masters who died in Zi Chen's hands over the years, when he saw his terrible combat skills, his heart was filled with a sensation. When did Zi Chen's strength be so powerful? This former Chang'an waste has reached this level of power?

If these guards had not been allowed to act as cannon fodder first, Zhao Feiyun was even guessing that if he was a little careless, he would have either fallen into his hands and become a prisoner, or his body and his body would have become a corpse! Seeing that none of them, such as those who had been through many battles could stop Zi Chen, Zhao Feiyun's pupils also contracted violently.

He asked himself that even if he took action, if he was besieged by so many guards at the same time, even if these guards were not injured at all, he would definitely not be able to fight like Zi Chen, without any stagnation. The light from the corner of his eyes fell on the two Taoist masters of Li Haibei and Su Yi. Seeing that Li Haibei and Su Yi were dragged by Li Zijun and Lin Xubai, Li Haibei not only did not get a slight advantage in Lin Xubai's hands, but instead felt a little at a disadvantage.

Zhao Feiyun's heart was colder again...

On the other hand, seeing Li Zijun standing tall in front of him, intending to stop him from helping Zhao Feiyun kill Zichen. After breathing for more than a dozen times, he still couldn't guess why the prince of the Tang Dynasty, Li Zijun, appeared here. Su Yi looked at Li Zijun with a defensive look on his face and asked coldly: "I didn't expect that the prince of the Tang Dynasty would run into the capital of the Yunjin Empire with a dangerous means. Aren't you afraid of provoking a war again?"

"So what if I declare war? I, the Tang Dynasty, have I ever been afraid of!" Faced with Su Yi's cross-examination, Li Zijun snorted coldly, with a domineering arrogance in his words. The Tang Dynasty people never need to look at other people's faces if they want to do something.

When Su Yi's face changed slightly when he heard Li Zijun's answer.

The people of the Tang Dynasty are still so confident? Their greatest support is that Master Xuanzang has been sent to heaven by Master Wuxin, and the great man is now under the Five Elements Mountain. Why are they still so confident in the Tang Dynasty?

Is it just relying on their iron cavalry? Don’t they know that if all the masters of the Taoist sect’s realm are produced, no matter how many of them are, it will be meaningless?

"Those who betray my Tang Dynasty will be punished even if they are far away. Su Yi, if you don't want to provoke a war between the Tang Dynasty and the Taoist sect, go there!" Su Yi was still hesitating whether to take action, but Li Zijun snorted coldly.

Su Yi was stunned at first, then suddenly smiled.

"Hahaha, it seems that the Tang Dynasty is still the same Tang Dynasty after all, but your conceit will only bring you endless disasters. Since that's the case, let me see the Emperor's Sword of the Prince of the Tang Dynasty!" With a big laugh, Su Yi's body had already risen into the air!

Seeing Su Yi soaring into the air, Li Zijun snorted coldly, pulled out his sword, and with a "brush", a ray of light flashed, and stabbed Su Yi directly from the air with a sword. Su Yi sneered, and his body shook, and he had avoided Li Zijun's sword.

Immediately afterwards, the ancient long sword in Li Zijun's hand danced, and three sword energy instantly enveloped Su Yi on the opposite side. Seeing that Li Zijun was drawing the sword so fast, and it was a killer move. The three sword energy blocked all his retreat, Su Yi's face changed slightly.

Seeing that Li Zijun's three sword energy arrived in an instant, Su Yi did not dare to hesitate anymore. He clasped his hands together and quickly formed a hand seal. His voice roared like a big bell and big, "Vajra Seal..."

“Buzz…”

After a buzzing sound, a strange golden light shot out from Su Yi's fingertips, and an invisible light curtain was formed in front of Su Yi.

Three sword energy instantly bombarded the light curtain in front of Su Yi, making a series of crackling sounds.

Seeing the sword energy he waved not only failed to penetrate the light curtain in front of Su Yi, but even a ripple was not left behind. A trace of unprecedented solemn expression flashed in Li Zijun's eyes, but there was no intention of retreating. He knew very well that once he let Su Yi go, Zichen would probably be attacked by the two masters, Su Yi and Zhao Feiyun at the same time. If it were just Zhao Feiyun, Li Zijun believed that since Zichen gave up his most proud archery technique and fought fairly, he would have enough confidence to take Zhao Feiyun. However, if there was another Su Yi who was not weak, even if Zichen was strong, he would probably be defeated by the hands of the two. Su Yi was also very clear that if Li Zijun, the prince of the Tang Dynasty, would not be able to rush over and join forces with Zhao Feiyun to kill Zichen.

"Do you die!" The two of them roared angrily at the same time...
Chapter completed!