Zhaoyun face big transformation body directly by Yang Wu throw fly out hundreds of meters.

"Boom!"
At this moment, accompanied by a loud noise, I saw that the sky above Yang Wu’s head turned red, and the dark clouds suddenly turned red. It was a flame rolling red like the sky was lit at this moment.
"This is the disaster of heaven and earth!" Zhaoyun face upheaval looked at the sky several flames and then he saw Yang Wu figure to Fu Yifei in the past.
Chapter 329 Sword Art
The sky was dyed red and crimson. This is skyfire. The whole sky is dyed red. It seems that this piece of heaven and earth will burn. There is a hot smell. It seems that the blood in the body will boil and evaporate. Yang Wushen, generate, has a terrible momentum. The vision in the sky is caused by him. This is the last moment of the skyfire disaster. Yang Wu instigated the disaster of heaven and earth, but he did not choose Du Jie but jumped on Fu Yi …
"General!" "General!" “……”
At this moment, not only Zhaoyun Longcheng, but also all Liang Jun’s color-changing sounds are sad. Some generals have red eyes. What’s worse, which one is not a soldier? But at this moment, the eyes are red because they know that Yang Wu is burning his last Guanghua, instigating the disaster of heaven and earth and not breaking through to deal with Fu Yi with the disaster of heaven and earth.
"Boom!"
Latosolic red qi and blood from Yang Wushen generate to the end, he turned into a red ball of light and jumped on Fu Yi decisively. He knew that he was dying, and the horse was going to die. Most of the first attacks could not be carried. He wanted to involve Fu Yi before this, and even if he died, the apocalypse would lock Fu Yi …
At this moment, Yang Wu’s body is as bright as the brightest glory in the sky, but everyone knows that this is the brightest and shortest fireworks. Zhao Yun stands in ruins with a gun and looks at the body wrapped in red light. Yang Wu is like a streamer and pounces on Fu Yi Tower. Liang Jun is watching this scene. Some veterans who have followed Yang Wu for many years have already got red eyes. The fact is that not only Liang Jun’s distant Han’s army is also watching this scene.
At this moment, Fu Yi was moved in the virtual space. I don’t know when his right hand pressed the waist hilt, and the whole person’s momentum has also changed greatly. If Fu Yi gave people a feeling that the mountain was lofty and insurmountable a moment ago, then at this moment, he felt like an Excalibur. Once drawn, it was peerless-
"Sword playing-sword drawing!" "Sniff!"
Fu Yi sounds cold, and then Fu Yi pulls out his waist and sword. Come on! Too soon! Everyone can’t see him move, and then the world has changed. Everything is quiet in front of them. There is a silver-white sword with bright light and Leng Yan’s edge. At this moment, everyone feels a deep bone marrow chill like a mans back. This sword light is not aimed at them, but the shock wave is amazing …
It’s like a moment, a century, and so on. It feels like the world has been frozen, like nothing has happened, but everything has happened. Fu Yijian put it back into the waist scabbard, and everyone didn’t see what his waist sword was like because the sword was so amazing and too fast. I couldn’t see clearly that long hair was flying and Yang Wu’s body was frozen …
"poof!"
A string of blood beads spilled from the void. It was Yang Wu. A blood stain appeared between his eyebrows. A series of blood spilled bright red. Just Fu Yi’s sword directly penetrated his eyebrows.
"Boom!"
Finally, there was a loud noise and the dust was flying in the ruins. It was Yang Wu’s body falling from the virtual force, splashing a lot of dust. Then the world was dyed with purples and blood. It seemed that this moment was lost. This happened too suddenly. A moment ago, Yang Wu provoked the disaster of heaven and earth to deal with Fu Yi, but a moment later, he was already dead. The body was smashed in the ruins and the eyebrows were pierced by Fu Yi’s sword.
"General!"
After a short period of calm, it is sad to shout a piece of Liuzhou, a large piece of Liang Jun, and look at the ruins of Yang Wu’s body. It is a kind of sadness, but it is also a kind of great sorrow. Yang Wu sacrificed his life to deal with Fu Yi, but he was beheaded by Fu Yi’s sword. This is too fast. It is because Zhao Yun is stunned. Looking at Yang Wu’s body, a great sadness suddenly rises in his heart …
"Boom!"
At the same time, there was a loud noise in the sky, and the apocalypse changed. The latosolic red flame rolled and made a loud noise like anger, but it gradually faded and disappeared. It was because Yang Wu died, the apocalypse had no goal, and I don’t know if Fu Yi started too fast. At that time, the apocalypse had not yet formed, and the apocalypse had not been locked in Fu Yi …
"Ah what!"
Seeing this, a military commander in Liuzhou turned red and gave an unwilling roar.
"What, are you blind?"
"I am unwilling!"
Unwilling to roar one after another, grief and indignation are more a kind of great sorrow. Liang Jun’s eyes are splitting, watching the sky dissipate rapidly. This is Yang Wu’s life that attracted the doom to deal with Fu Yi. But now Yang Wu is dead, and Fu Yi’s sword pierces the eyebrows, but it dissipates. In the end, it is strength and great sorrow …
"win!" "win!" "win!"
Compared with Liang Jun’s gloomy side, asaps’ army side is full of cheers.
"kill!" "Boom!"
At this moment, Zhao Yun moved crimson qi and blood and rushed to the sky to form a light beam, and then it burst to form a bloody ocean. Nearly a thousand meters of silver guns in his hands swept hundreds of feet. His eyes were crimson. Yang Wu’s death had a great impact on him, especially if Yang Wu died, he was angry and mad. If Yang Wu died, he would be better, but the fact was that Fu Yi’s sword penetrated the eyebrows and failed to get a start. This was very humbled and unacceptable.
"Fu Yi is dead!"
Zhaoyun is a little crazy, with black hair and an unprecedented violent breath. From his body, generate is bloodthirsty and sen is cold. At this moment, Zhaoyun seems to be a different person, like a statue of a recovering war demon, Gan Kun is pale. You can see that there is a hurricane blowing in heaven and earth, and the dark clouds in the sky are also rolling violently.
"Dang …"
Fu Yi punches to meet Zhao Yun, smashing a silver gun, and Zhao Yun’s body flies out like a shell, and the land is smashed out of a big hole. But at this moment, Fu Yi’s face is slightly changed. Because of the challenge, he feels a strong attack, and his body is repelled by tens of meters. Zhao Yun’s strength is like a moment.
"kill!"
The earth was lifted zhaoyun covered in blood and pounced on Fu Yi. This time, he directly killed Fu Yi and fought Fu Yi in close combat.
"War!"
Fu Yi’s eyes are also a moment when generate gives a bright light to meet or punch, or palm, or finger … In the end, the two men fought together and hit the ground from the ground and hit the sky from the ground. Nearly a thousand meters around them became a unique place. The sky clouds blew up the earth and the mountains collapsed. A corner of the Liuzhou wall collapsed and many people were killed by the aftermath of the war …
Ten strokes … Twenty strokes … Fifty strokes … Zhaoyun killed himself with a gun, and his hands burst, and his bloody silver armor was dyed red with blood.
"Boom … wow!"
In the end, Zhao Yun, the tenth recruit, was beaten out by Fu Yi and coughed up big blood in the ruins.
"A captain!"
Liuzhou has Liang Jun’s sad cry. Although I knew that Zhaoyun was no match for Fu Yi, I still felt uncomfortable when I saw Zhaoyun being beaten and vomiting blood. There was a kind of grief and indignation.
"A captain, let’s go. You’re not afraid to take revenge if you don’t have firewood to burn another day!" Someone shouted to persuade Zhao Yunyuan to stop.
"poof!"
Zhao Yun’s silvery white armor was dyed red with blood, and his long hair and elegant face were stained with blood. His right hand stumbled with a silver gun. At this time, his hands were bloody, and the silver gun had already been dyed red with blood. Fu Yiyu stood in a virtual position and looked at Zhao Yun. At this time, he was also embarrassed and had several wounds. He was almost shot into his left shoulder. Looking at Zhao Yun’s eyes, he was somewhat complicated, appreciative, shocked and respectful. More importantly, Zhao Yun showed amazing potential. The realm of budo avatar hurt him, which is why he broke through this realm for many years. Even the realm of budo avatar is far superior to that of ordinary people. It is not impossible for some people who have just broken through this realm to fight for life and death with Zhao Yun and be killed by Zhao Yun. He appreciates Zhao Yun, who is definitely a tianjiao, but he will never leave a big disaster for himself.
"You are very good!" Looked at zhaoyun Fu Yi.
"Captain Zhao, be careful!"
Liuzhou Liang Jun’s face changed at this moment because they saw Fu Yi’s right hand holding his waist hilt, and a sharp sword emanated from Fu Yi’s body. Just now, Yang Wu was killed by Fu Yi’s sword, and the sword light was too bright and too sharp. They couldn’t see how Fu Yi drew his sword.
Chapter 33 Crossing Virtual Reality
Fu Yi’s right hand slowly presses the hilt of the sword. He moves slowly, but there is an amazing sword meaning from his body. generate looms behind him. A huge sword is looming. Dark clouds are torn in the sky. At this moment, Fu Yi gives people the feeling that everyone is like an Excalibur.
Liuzhou, many Liang Jun heart to throat Zhao Yunyin gun blood eyes are staring at Fu Yi hover.
"Sword master wait a minute …"
At this moment, there was a sudden sound, and then I saw a figure coming from the direction of Han’s army in the distance. This is a man in white, very handsome and elegant. It’s ridiculous to feel more beautiful than a woman. He is extraordinary. His feet are paved with a golden strip, and the other side is stepping on the golden light. The style is shining …
"Visit the temple!"
See bearer Fu Yi momentum moment convergence to the bearer gently gave a gift is very obvious bearer identity extraordinary Fu Yi will salute and your respectful name the other temple bearer to Fu Yi nodded slightly and then look at zhaoyun-
"You’re very good. The avatar of budo is on a par with the avatar of budo. Would you like to follow me?" The young man stood in a commanding position and looked at Zhao Yun.