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“Victory! Victory! Victory!”

The great shout that shook the sky instantly sounded.

All the soldiers of Samsara Immortal City raised their weapons high and screamed loudly, celebrating Zhao Yun’s victory.

Samsara Immortal City is full of cheers, fighting intents are full of joy, but the folding troops are as if was struck by lightning.

The folded soldiers looked at the black clothed samurai who was shot and killed in just one round, each and everyone was stunned, with a face of disbelief.

“Dead, you died so soon?”

“It’s over, it seems we are really going to be defeated.”

“What to do? Or let’s run away. There must be only one way to stay.”

The soldiers of the Zhanpan Army say a word to me, it is a lively.

Soon, negative emotions erupted from the Zhanpan army.

“Give me shut up!”

Seeing this, Fujiwara Ichiro was furious and roared: “If anyone dares to take a step back, kill without mercy!”

As soon as this word came out, the army stabilized.

However, no one dared to go.

Glancing at the corpse of the black clothed samurai, and then looking up at Zhao Yun, who was standing in front of the formation, Fujiwara Ichiro felt a little flustered, thought a little, and shouted at his subordinates:

“Don’t be afraid, this General received a military report just now, reinforcements are coming. When our reinforcements arrive, we will surely win!”

Speaking of this, Fujiwara Ichiro paused for a few seconds, and then shouted:

“Now, who dares to go up to meet the enemy, this General promised that as long as the enemy’s head is taken down, he will reward 100 boxes of Purple Gold, and he will be promoted to Level 3.”

Compared to the previous reward, this time the reward is also heavier.

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the soldiers who were still scared just now brightened, but considering their own strength, most of them soon dimmed.

“I come!”

At this moment, an energetic voice suddenly rang in the crowd in vain.

Everyone looked for fame, but saw a samurai wearing a katana and armor stepping out of the crowd, looking at his face, everyone was shocked, overjoyed: “Fujiwara Oniki? It is Fujiwara Oniki!”

Everyone knows that Fujiwara Onimu is the first samurai of the Fujiwara clan. He is known as a mad sword sweeping the world. He once fought against the shogunate with his hands, and became famous from this battle.

Now that Fujiwara Oniki is willing to take action, there is hope for this battle!

Not only ordinary soldiers, even Fujiwara Ichiro, who was sitting on horseback, looked happy and excited, cheering for him:

“Onki, if you can behead the enemy and come, I will protect you as my successor to Fujiwara!”

“General Xie!”

Fujiwara Onkihearing this I was overjoyed, and immediately his right foot bent sharply like a crossbow. The next second, he kicked his foot like a sharp arrow and rushed towards Zhao Yun with lightning.

“hmph! ”

Zhao Yun was coldly smiled. Seeing that the other party had no horse, he simply turned over and dismounted.

After landing, Zhao Yun shook the long spear in his hand and leaned forward.

In the next second, Zhao Yun was rushing out like a cheetah, but in the blink of an eye, he met Fujiwara Oniki head-on.

call out!

The long knife came out of its sheath, and the blade light bloomed, and I saw Fujiwara Oniki seemingly casually swiping momentum is big, power is deep into Zhao Yun’s head, the lightning speed, which is so staggering.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this, not to mention that an ordinary person would never have such a speed of swords, and it is difficult for an expert who handles swords all year round to use such a Blade Technique.

“Blade Technique is good!”

Zhao Yun was expressionless, shook his head and said, “It’s a pity…”

When the voice fell, Zhao Yun waved a long spear, and easily pushed aside Fujiwara Onki’s katana.

At this moment, a huge force staggered and retreated Fujiwara Onagi in an instant.

“How could this be?”

After being resolved with no difficulty, Fujiwara Oniki’s heart was shocked, and his face changed drastically.

He didn’t expect anyhow, his lore was taken by Zhao Yun in just one face, easily resolved, and he was shocked back and forth again and again.

Do not! I will not lose!

“Today, either you die or I die!”

Fujiwara Onagi roared, grasping the handle of the knife with both hands, and with a sudden wave, the blade drew a visible arc of naked eye in the air. For a moment, the murderous aura all over his body soared in vain, the blade hummed, and the air burst directly wherever he pointed!

When the Zhepan army saw this, they all startedled together, and then each and everyone widened their eyes in excitement.

call out!

Fujiwara Oniki waved his hands, and Katana slashed towards Zhao Yun. Because of the friction of the air, the blade made a burst of hu hu noises, like a roar of a lion, quite an imposing manner!

“dead!”

Standing in place as stable as Mount Tai, Zhao Yun was proud, until the blade was approaching, then he shouted.

At the same time, Zhao Yun was holding a long spear in his hand, simply and roughly stabbing the long knife swung from Fujiwara Oniki.

At this moment, Zhao Yun’s gun body was like a meteor, in an imposing manner, surrounded by blue aura, murderous aura 4 overflowing.

“bang!”

The metal gun head full of power fiercely hit the blade, and sparks suddenly burst.

The next second, “ka-cha!” came out.

The Katana in Fujiwara Oniki’s hands was brutally attacked by Zhao Yun and cut into two pieces, and then fell to the ground with a “clang”.

Bang!

Looking at this scene, Fujiwara Ichiro and the others as if was struck by lightning, his face was shocked and stunned, his face paled with fright.

Fujiwara Oniki is known as the first samurai of the Fujiwara clan, and his strength is recognized by the entire Fujiwara clan. Now the sword in his hand is broken with no difficulty in the hands of Zhao Yun Masa, which is really incredible!

“How could this be?”

Compared to everyone, the shock on Fujiwara Oniki’s face as the owner of the treasure sword was not inferior to everyone behind him, almost staggering to the ground in shock.

“Surrender can live!”

Zhao Yun was gaze as if a torch, and said coldly: “Otherwise, die!”

“You, you actually ruined my sword!”

Fujiwara Oniki trembled all over, feeling greatly insulted, but his face was full of horror, and he wanted revenge but lacked strength.

Yu Guang glanced at the number of 10000 soldiers behind him staring at him. Fujiwara Oniki was not good at backing up, so he threw away the katana in his hand, clenched a fist with five fingers, waved his arms, and hit the door.

Seeing this, Zhao Yun was holding a gun in his left hand, and with a fist in his right hand, he shot up.

Bang!

Iron Fist made a loud noise at Iron Fist.

Fujiwara Onagi’s arm ka-cha, accompanied by the screams of heaven-shaking, earth-shattering, hung down like a string puppet.

On the other hand, Zhao Yun was right, Serene stood in place, unscathed.

“escape!”

Fujiwara Oniki thoughts move, with his broken arm, turned around and fled quickly, enduring the pain, trying to leave quickly.

“Want to go?”

Seeing this, Zhao Yun opened his eyes, waved his left hand, and the long spear dropped out.

call out!

The long spear whizzed out, like a cheetah.

Pu chi!

In the next second, the long spear penetrated from the back of Fujiwara Oniki, came out of the front chest, penetrated the entire body, and nailed the Fujiwara Oniki to the ground.