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Chapter 356: Wolf in front and tiger behind, the peerless giant

"hiss……"

Zhao Yun's figure flashed and appeared on an inconspicuous hillside outside the city.

He stopped and looked up at the sky. A layer of green flames spread outward, and a hot and terrifying aura came faintly from it. When King Qingyang saw through their whereabouts, Zhao Yun thought it was not good and guessed that King Qingyang's injuries had already recovered.

As an assassin.

Facing a king who has recovered his victory.

And this is after he lost the initiative and his whereabouts were discovered.

Even if Zhao Yun had ten more courage, he still had no confidence in winning the battle. So from the beginning, he did not plan to attack, but thought about how to escape from the battlefield.

Fortunately, Huang Cheng was strong enough and used his own life to create a chance for him to escape.

Although doing this was a bit unfair to Huang Cheng, Zhao Yun did not feel any guilt.

As the saying goes.

When you encounter a tiger in the forest.

You don't need to run faster than a tiger, you just need to run ahead of your companions.

The same is true now.

Just judging from the aura of King Qingyang.

Not only did he recover from all his injuries, but he also made further progress on this basis.

Huang Cheng was easily suppressed by him, but he did not continue to chase him.

Why is that?
Zhao Yun looked at the dead silent Hunxi Mountain rising from the ground in front of him, and suddenly a bad premonition arose in his heart.

But now the feeling of oppression brought by King Qingyang is too strong. Looking at the green flames burning in the sky, Zhao Yun feels like a high god in the sky, standing in the clouds, looking down at him coldly and ruthlessly.

He didn't dare to stay here any longer, even though there might be danger ahead. Now he could only rush forward without any time to think carefully.

Fortunately, as a top assassin of the Blood Shadow Tower, he is also well-known in Zhongzhou.

In terms of pure strength, Zhao Yun is definitely inferior to the strong men in the Heavenly King realm. But everyone has his own expertise, and Zhao Yun is still somewhat confident in stealth and concealment. Beyond Hunxi Mountain, there is Longyuan. As long as you can reach that place, you will be like a hidden dragon in the abyss, and the sky will be vast!

Swish!
With this thought in mind, Zhao Yun gritted his teeth and swallowed a secret medicine that stimulated his potential.

His skin was slightly red, and his entire body was shrouded in a layer of black mist, making him look a little blurry.

Then, it created a strong wind and flew towards the direction of Hunxi Mountain. Along with a few crows flapping their wings and flying towards the distant village, Zhao Yun's figure quickly disappeared into the twilight.

……

"What the hell!" Zhao Yun cried out in Hunxi Mountain and could not help but stop. "This place is Hunxi Mountain. How come it is completely different from what is recorded?"

These days, there has been a lot of buzz about what has happened in Longyuan.

Zhao Yun went out on a mission.

Although it was indeed a bit hasty, some basic intelligence gathering work was still done.

According to the records given by the Yiluansi, there are a large number of demons suppressed in Hunxi Mountain, and there are also terrifying beings at the level of demon gods. In the past, this place was a life-forbidden zone. Even a powerful earth immortal who had achieved success would encounter danger if he wanted to cross it by force.

But the scene Zhao Yun saw now was completely different.

It was quiet all around, without any sound except for the occasional sound of his footsteps.

All the demons disappeared without a trace, not even a single bone was left. There were even few traces of battle left on the ground. This was a bit too strange.

Zhao Yun had heard about some things that happened on Hunxi Mountain before, but there was no definite news, so he could only guess. He preconceived that a powerful demon had revived, causing a large number of low-level demons to escape from Hunxi Mountain.

But when I came here and saw it myself, I realized that this guess was obviously wrong.

Looking at the dark, silent, lifeless Hunxi Mountain, Zhao Yun tried to reconstruct the scene based on the traces left on the ground.

The demons fled in all directions, and the black tide swept over. As long as they were touched, all the demons, whether they were demon kings or even powerful demon gods, were unable to resist and disappeared into thin air, being taken away by a mysterious existence.

Wow!
Suddenly there was a slight noise behind me.

Zhao Yun woke up suddenly and turned around. Only then did he see a string of small stones, blown by the wind, rolling down the steep mountain wall.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but was surprised to find that a layer of cold sweat had already seeped out of his forehead without him knowing when.

He realized that his current state was not right.

My body felt heavy, as if I was stuck in some invisible quagmire.

Both mentally and physically, he was under tremendous pressure. The aura emanating from King Qingyang had disappeared. This feeling only appeared after he entered Hunxi Mountain. And as he went deeper into it, it became more and more intense, until now it lingered.

Clearly, we are only one step away from escaping the predicament.

But the powerful spiritual practice of the Earthly Immortal gave him a strong sense of crisis, preventing him from moving forward.

Another gust of wind blew.

There was a smell of sulfur and poisonous smoke in it. Caught off guard, Zhao Yun only felt a stimulating burning sensation in his lungs.

"Where on earth does this strange wind come from?" Zhao Yun widened his eyes and looked forward.

Only then did he realize that he had arrived at a valley without knowing when.

The valley was empty, but there was a huge sculpture on the rock wall at the end. The sculpture seemed to be carved out of some black metal, and it was lifelike. At this time, the sun was setting and the moon was rising. The pale moonlight was sprinkled on the sculpture, reflecting a cold and hard light.

It's obviously just a sculpture.

But for some reason, the moment I saw its existence.

Zhao Yun suddenly felt a strong urge to kneel down and worship.

He felt that this impulse was ridiculous, and he wanted to move away from this damn place.

But... he couldn't do it.

The sculpture seemed to sense that the tiny insect had invaded its territory and slowly came back to life from its slumber.

First, the originally smooth breathing became heavy, and hot gas with sparks spewed out from the monster's mouth and nose.

The ground beneath Zhao Yun's feet was melting, and his body was surrounded by a hot torrent.

Traces of festering abscesses appeared on his skin, and then they healed quickly because of the immortality of the powerful earthly immortal.

But there was a certain substance in the gas that suppressed its immortality. Zhao Yun fell into a dilemma where he could neither live nor die, as if he was being cut into pieces by a thousand knives.

Cracks appeared on his iron armor, like broken porcelain. The cracks spread, and pieces fell off his body. New scales that shone with a dark luster were exposed in the bright moonlight, fitting together, and there was a loud metal collision sound.

boom!
A tail with joints extending layer by layer hollowed out the mountain wall, and stretched out from the broken rocks like a shield machine. As a large amount of rocks collapsed and slid down, there was a loud rumbling sound and smoke and dust rose up.

Then the huge sculpture slowly stood up.

When he originally sat cross-legged, he was already extremely burly, with broad shoulders almost as high as the mountain walls on both sides.

And when he stood up, completely.

That demeanor was truly like a god descending from heaven, unrivaled in the world. Zhao Yun used his remaining sanity to estimate that the creature was at least over thirty-five meters tall. The entire valley was instantly enveloped by its shadow.

The part above the chest completely exceeded the mountain walls on both sides. The monster's head drooped slightly, and its deep pupils reflected Zhao Yun's festering and trembling body.

Su Heng and Zhao Yun's pupils looked at each other. Through the secret method recorded in the Tathagatagarbha Sutra, he invaded the other's mind and read some useful things from it.

"Are they assassins sent by the imperial court to kill King Qingyang?" Su Heng shook his head and said with a little disappointment, "I thought I could catch a big fish, but I didn't expect that they were just two small characters who couldn't show up on the stage. Anyway, it seems that the current situation in Zhongzhou is not optimistic. It is in a precarious situation and it is impossible to withdraw more forces to suppress the outside world."

When I was chatting with King Qingyang a few days ago.

Su Heng also knew a lot about what happened in Zhongzhou, and made some judgments in his heart at this time.

Swish!
He spread out his five fingers, creating a cloud of black mist.

Zhao Yun didn't even think of struggling. He lay on the ground, shaking uncontrollably. He raised his head and looked at the huge hand that covered the sky and the sun. Just as he was about to struggle and scream, the sound stopped abruptly, and his body exploded and turned into pieces.

Su Heng jumped out of the valley and his heavy body landed on the mountain not far away.

The mountain beneath his feet suddenly broke apart, and a large amount of rocks rolled down the rock wall. Smoke and dust billowed all the way, and loud noises continued. If such a thing happened in a town, Su Heng would cause huge casualties if he moved at will.

But at dusk the mountain was empty.

Su Heng moved his muscles casually without paying attention to the details.

call out!
A streak of green light passed by in the distance.

It fell in front of Su Heng, and then exploded with a "bang".

The fire flickered, and a tall figure walked out from it. It was King Qingyang.

King Qingyang's eyes fell on Su Heng, and after a brief look, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face. He had gained a lot from this retreat, and it was no exaggeration to say that he had been reborn. But when they met again, he felt that the gap between him and Su Heng was getting wider and wider.

When the two looked at each other, King Qingyang even sensed an unfathomable feeling from Su Heng.

He immediately realized that Su Heng had obviously gained a lot during this retreat.

Even though King Qingyang was a very kind person, he couldn't help but feel envious and jealous at this moment.

He was born in a poor hunter family and has come all the way to where he is today. In the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, he is considered a person of extraordinary talent, and I don't know how many people regard him as an idol.

But even so, at this level, it is extremely difficult to take a step forward. On the other hand, Su Heng in front of him seemed to gain something every time he went into seclusion, and his strength improved qualitatively. Such a talent could no longer be described by the word "monster".

(End of this chapter)