Chapter 592 The Battle of the Qing Empire (8)(2/2)
Although Li Hongzhang vomited a few mouthfuls of blood and suffered some injuries.
But being looked down upon by a boy half his age made him feel extremely humiliated.
"In that case, go and die!"
This is just an appetizer for a mere journey through Qiuhua.
"Shankai!"
I saw him roaring angrily.
In an instant, the originally dusty fan became extremely soft and soft.
Zhao Yun noticed the abnormality immediately.
He wanted to fly out, but the paper fan was like a swamp at the moment. A huge suction force came from it, swallowing him up bit by bit.
"Go to Fan Realm and repent! Go to Fan Realm and suffer death!"
Li Hongzhang is a little crazy.
He didn't want to drag Zhao Yun into it unless he had no choice.
As soon as the fan world came out, this fan was linked to his life.
If Zhao Yun doesn't die, he won't be able to move anymore.
At this time, on the battlefield below, hundreds of thousands of soldiers with yellow flags were wailing and waiting for him to come to rescue.
But in the end, Fan Realm did not disappoint Li Hongzhang, and Zhao Yun was swallowed up.
At this moment, if someone stands in the sky and looks up, he will definitely see that Zhao Yun has become a picture on the fan.
But this character picture, he can actually move!
Fan world.
Zhao Yun only felt that he had entered a world entirely composed of ink and wash.
Here, the surrounding scenery is black and white. Even he himself is also black and white.
He wants to leave.
But no matter how he walked or flew, he could not find the end of this world.
At the same time, Li Hongzhang waved his hand again.
Endless soldiers and generals appear in the fan world.
"kill!"
Groups of black and white soldiers carrying flags rushed towards Zhao Yun.
If Zhao Yu died here, he would really die.
"It's interesting! It's just a pity that your fighting skills are not good enough!"
Looking at the soldiers who appeared out of thin air, Zhao Yun suddenly thought of something and closed his eyes.
It was at this moment that he felt that he was in a small house.
Using his spiritual sense to sense it, there is a door in front of him.
It's just that there is endless ink pouring towards him from the door!
"What?"
Seeing Zhao Yun close his eyes, Li Hongzhang was stunned for a moment.
In fact, what Zhao Yun said is right. Whether it was the crane at the beginning or the endless soldiers now, these are just illusions made of ink.
It's just that these inks are now stained with his essence and blood, and have powerful destructive and offensive power.
However, he did not expect that Zhao Yun would break his illusion instantly.
Then, under Li Hongzhang's extremely horrified eyes.
Zhao Yun raised his spear.
Chapter completed!