At the end of the Warring States period, he studied under Guiguzi, practiced the strategy of alliances and confederacies, established the Black Ice Platform, and helped Ying Zheng sweep across the ...
After saying that, he spurred his horse and galloped directly toward the Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation.
Zhao Yun brandished his silver spear and charged straight in through one of the gates, knocking down the soldiers who tried to stop him.
Zhao Yun's spear technique was agile and precise; every strike he made embodied his will and strength.
The spear tip sliced through the air, creating a sharp whistling sound, like the roar of a dragon and the howl of a tiger, shaking the entire battlefield.
Deng Ai stared in disbelief, unable to believe his eyes.
Zhao Yun's strength was even greater than he had anticipated!
As Zhao Yun advanced deeper, the formation's attacks became even more ferocious.
Arrows rained down, fireballs raged, and rolling stones appeared one after another, all attempting to stop Zhao Yun's advance.
However, Zhao Yun moved with ease, his movements light and agile, each dodge perfectly timed and each counterattack incredibly accurate.
Zhao Yun's spear skills were brought to their fullest potential within the formation. His silver spear moved like a dragon, weaving through the gaps in the formation and neutralizing all attacks.
Deng Ai was dumbfounded.
"Is this...is this really something a human can do?" Deng Ai murmured to himself.
Zhao Yun's performance made Deng Ai feel desperate; his invincible aura gave him a kind of illusion.
Zhao Yun seems to be invincible forever!
Despite Zhao Yun's formidable strength, the Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation was constantly changing, and despite several attempts, Zhao Yun was unable to find the gate of life.
Suddenly, Zhao Yun's pupils contracted, as if he had discovered something!
He suddenly stopped and then turned around and went back the way he came.
"Huh? You want to leave? Too late!"