Eternal gate

"Tianyang Sword Slash."

"Black flame eats the body."

There were constant shouts on the battlefield, and pieces of fire exploded.

The fight between Lin Xie and Yin Hun was in full swing. By now, the two of them had fought hundreds of moves. As Zhao Yun said, a battle of equal strength would not be able to determine the winner in less than three to five hundred rounds.

"good."

There were shouts and shouts from all directions, one after another.

"If they fight like this, this new sect competition will not be completed in ten days and a half." Elder Chen Xuan yawned more than once with his hands in his hands. However, he was still very optimistic about these two juniors. Among the disciples of the sect, the two of them were considered to be the best, and as expected they would be in the top twenty.

Zhao Yun divided his mind into two things, enlightening and watching the battle at the same time.

A person with incredible talent can learn everything quickly. He has learned a lot of Lin Xie and Yin Hun's moves. Naturally, they are all foreign minister moves. If he wants to know the true meaning, he will have to study for a long time, just like You Han. The Heavenly Thunder Formation, which was transformed from the Ice Formation, has been tempered many times to achieve its current power.

"Old Chen, are there any goods left?" Ouyang Laodao poked Chen Xuan.

"Yes, of course there is."

Old Chen Xuan secretly gave Ouyang Old Tao a storage charm.

Zhao Yun once looked sideways and saw clearly that what was placed in the storage talisman was a picture of the Spring Palace.

Moreover, it was he who sold it to Mr. Chen Xuan for five thousand taels.

"This is good." Ouyang Laodao took it and put it in his arms.

After he was done, he handed Mr. Chen Xuan a thick stack of banknotes, which turned out to be ten thousand taels.

Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows.

He sold 5,000 taels to Mr. Chen Xuan, but he would sell it for 10,000 taels if he changed hands!

If the mustache was here, he would look askance at him.

If I sell it for one hundred taels, your turn will be fifty times that.

"This thing is so valuable!"

Zhao Yun touched his chin and looked at Mr. Chen Xuan, a proper old profiteer.

He looked at Old Dao Ouyang again.

If I had known you were good at this, I wouldn't have sold it to Mr. Chen Xuan.

In fact, if Ouyang Laodao sells it again, it can double the value. Most of the old guys in Tianzong are old bachelors. In the dead of night, they have to have some fun. Some fragrant and erotic pictures can be seen in private. It's hard currency.

"Another good way to make money."

Zhao Yun muttered in his heart, and turned around to rub the scrolls one by one. He could create many clones, and he had free labor. How much money could he sell for 10,000 taels apiece?

puff! puff!

As he muttered, blood was seen again on the battlefield.

Lin Xie and Yin Hun were both bleeding. One staggered, the other staggered, covered in blood. It was a rare opportunity to fight, but they fought to the death. It was even bloodier than the fight between Huadu and Yan Kang. .

In the end, Yin Hun was defeated and spit out a mouthful of blood while shaking.

"Wait for me." Yin Hun snorted and limped off the stage. He still had a chance. He still had the resurrection match, so he could still win. If he bumped into Lin Xie again, he would have to fight again.

puff!

What responded to Yin Hun was a mouthful of Lin Xie's blood.

He only won half of the moves. If Yin Hun held on for a little longer, he would be the one who fell.

"I am waiting."

Lin Xie wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and jumped off the platform. He couldn't stand firm for a step and almost fell down. He was supported by Sikong Jiannan who stepped forward. He sighed and clicked his tongue. The injury was really serious.

"Wonderful." There were too many seniors stroking their beards, but these two little kids were very capable.

"Yu Wenhao, Qingyao, come on stage."

Wu Xuantong, the referee, is still very dedicated and shouts loudly.

Whoosh!

Before he finished speaking, Qingyao came on stage, carrying Fang Suqin on his back.

On the opposite side, Yu Wenhao also came up. Compared to Qing Yao, he was slightly less confident.

"The old and new grudges must be settled together." Qing Yao said calmly.

The so-called old grudge is that that day at the Lord's Mansion of Qingfeng City, Yu Wenhao and Han Ming poured dirty water on her, and then two against two, she and Zhao Yun worked together to fight against Yu Wenhao and Han Ming. In front of Yang City Lord, his father had probably killed Yu Wenhao; the so-called new enemy was that she encountered Yu Wenhao and the others on the way to Tianzong, and she was hunted down all the way.

If Zhao Yun hadn't rescued her, she would have died.

"I'm afraid you won't succeed." Yu Wenhao yelled and drew his sword instantly.

Qingyao took the plain qin and gently plucked the strings, playing the song Qinglian.

The sound of the piano is like the sound of a sword, and the sword light as thin as a hair is slashed out, seemingly invisible and tangible. It is a group attack ultimate move, and it is also a single attack secret technique. Each sword light has extremely strong power, and one can defend against it. If it’s not good, it will be chopped alive.

pound! Sonorous! when!

Yu Wenhao's attack was blocked and he turned to defense, wielding his sword as much as he could.

Even so, he was frequently injured, and his body was slashed with bloody gouges by Qinyin's sword light. He wanted to get close to kill him, but there were too many Qinyin sword lights and their power was unparalleled. He could not attack him no matter what. He was killed halfway. Fighting back, the melody of offense and defense made him uncomfortable.

"Good tune."

Old Chen Xuan closed his eyes and fell asleep, not watching the battle, but listening to the Qinglian song.

The daughter of the lord of Qingfeng City, she has superb piano skills. The sound of the piano lingers in her ears, and she can actually refresh her mind.

"Industry specializing in surgery."

Zhao Yun exclaimed in his heart, the Qinglian music played by Qingyao today was far better than that night. The sound was more melodious, with a mysterious artistic conception, and its power... was several times stronger than before.

"Master taught me well."

Zhao Yun took the time to glance at Qingyao's master Luoxia.

Luoxia was watching the battle, while Wei Chuan beside her was looking at Zhao Yun with contempt in his eyes. He had been waiting for Zhao Yun for three to five days, and now that Zhao Yun was back, he happened to be at the new sect competition.

Zhao Yun closed his eyes and was too lazy to pay attention. If he really wanted excitement, he would accompany him.

ah...!

The whole stage was filled with Yu Wenhao's howls. He was really driven crazy. From the beginning of the war to this moment, he was basically defensive. When he arrived, he couldn't get close. He was also a young city lord, but he couldn't beat a girl. Really annoyed.

Howling loudly is of no use.

Qinglianqu integrated offense and defense. With Yu Wenhao's skills, he could not break through the defense at all. Not only could he not break through, his whole body was also covered with sword marks as fine as an ox's hair. The invisible sound of the piano invaded his body and also penetrated his meridians. Traces were cut out on the bones.

"I'm embarrassed for you."

Wu Xuantong stood with his hands folded. After watching the battle, he also glanced at the other side. What he saw was Yu Wenhao's master, that old face! His face is gone and he is livid. The good disciple he chose cannot beat Qing Yao, nor can he fuck Ji Hen. He seems to be a waste!

"No suspense." Zhao Yun whispered.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Wenhao was defeated. He was hit by a very strong piano sound and fell down from the fighting platform. This was because Qing Yao had saved his hand. If the fighting power was at full strength, it would not be as simple as being injured. It is also possible to split its foundation.

"Qingyao wins." Wu Xuantong said in a high voice.

Qing Yao leaned down and came to Zhao Yun's side, smiling brightly.

This smile is a bit incomprehensible to others.

A man who comes through the back door is so lucky to be a woman?

Qingyao rarely smiles on weekdays, and he is jealous a lot. Most of them are old disciples of the Tianzong. How about waiting for the new sect competition to end and find Qingyao Fenghuaxueyue? This is good, smiling so sweetly at a loser makes me feel uncomfortable even thinking about it, and Wei Chuan is one of them, and I have gritted my teeth in my heart. I am the young master of the Yangtian family, and the real Xuanyang realm cannot compare to a A true spiritual realm through the back door? Is he more handsome than me, or does he come from a better family background than me?

"Just wait for me, and I will kill you sooner or later." Wei Chuan said coldly.

"This little guy is good!" While Yun Yan was reading, she also glanced at this side and was surprised. Is his little disciple so attractive to girls? Even Mu Qinghan didn't understand. Besides being puzzled, he also felt a little unnatural. To be honest, she was very pleased with her junior brother.

"I've been running so cool these days." Qingyao ignored the gazes from all directions and only looked at Zhao Yun.

"Go down the mountain and drink a few glasses of flower wine." Zhao Yun laughed amusedly.

"Hey." Qingyao disagreed. She thought she knew Zhao Yun and loved his wife very much. Playing with women was not his style. Generally speaking, this person was quite decent.

"Oshiji Hen wins."

Qingyao has taken a stack of silver notes and placed them on Chen Xuanlao's gambling table.

Look at the amount, it must be two to three hundred thousand, which is all Qingyao's property at the moment, all piled up. If he had known Zhao Yun's combat power, as long as he didn't bump into Chu Wushuang, it would be difficult for anyone to do it. It's so profitable. , why not? Cultivation consumes resources. She, the young city lord, is also very short of money.

"Girl, did I hear you right?" Old Chen Xuan picked his ears.

"Oji Hen wins." Qingyao whispered and smiled.

"Yes, another one with a hard head." Old Chen Xuan clicked his tongue, took the money and carved a jade plaque.

"If I lose, you'll lose a lot." Zhao Yun said with a smile.

"If I lose money, you have to support me." Qingyao flashed her beautiful eyes.

Zhao Yun laughed dryly without saying anything, but the meaning was obvious: Don't make trouble, I have a wife.

"How about you two go to chat somewhere else?" Old Chen Xuan and Old Tao Ouyang glanced sideways at each other. Two old bachelors are sitting here. You two... are you embarrassed to let this flirting go?

Qingyao coughed dryly, turned around and left, mainly because the master was calling.

boom! boom! boom!

The battle was already raging on the stage. Zhao Yun was not familiar with the people fighting. He only knew that one of them was a young city lord, and the other was a young lord of a hidden family. Their background and combat power were quite different, but there was still no suspense. , within a few dozen rounds, the winner was decided.

The one who went up after him was Xiao Wu Nian.

The opponent was a young man in a purple shirt. He didn't have much confidence. Because of his lack of confidence, he used big moves when he came up. He couldn't just give up when he got up. Unfortunately, his opponent was too strong. He avoided it in an instant and slapped him with a small slap. Coughing up blood, he was defeated in a mess with just one move.

"That little bald head is really born with supernatural powers!" Old Chen Xuan sighed, a little envious, why isn't he his disciple? If he is cultivated, he will become a giant in the future.

"I don't know, who is weak and strong compared to a small money fan." Zhao Yun murmured to himself.

This is what Chi Yan and Ling Fei want to ask. They are not very tall, one is honest and charming, the other is quirky; the other has a shining forehead, and the other is a pure money-crazy. They are both born with supernatural powers. If they face each other, it should be Some fight.

Whoosh!

When Zhao Yun watched, another person appeared on the stage, with fluttering black hair and a fierce silver robe.

"It doesn't matter who he is." Zhao Yun glanced at Mr. Chen Xuan.

"Young Master of the Tang Clan, Tang Hao." Old Chen Xuan replied.

"good."

Zhao Yun took out the wine pot and knew that the Tang Clan also belonged to a reclusive family.

Rumor has it that this dynasty was also a small dynasty during the Warring States Period. They seceded from the world due to the war, and that's why the Tang Sect became famous all over the world. They were all good at using hidden weapons, and they were full of pitfalls, making it difficult for people to guard against.

He also had some grudges with the Tang Clan.

In the past, during the auction in Forgotten Ancient City, a disciple of the Tang Sect was killed. He was not the one who caused trouble, but it was the other party's blood eagle who wanted to eat the Dapeng.

Whoosh!

The second person appears, a young man in white.

Zhao Yun didn't know the origin of this person, but he only knew that compared to Tang Hao, his background was far behind.

"Come."

The young man in white shouted and took the lead in attacking, howling with domineering force.

According to what he thought, it didn't matter whether he could survive the fight or not. He had to have momentum and howl loudly.

Tang Hao said nothing, only stepped forward and slapped him against the wind with his palm.

boom!

The palms and fists collided, causing thunderstorms to explode.

Then, there was a halo of energy spreading in all directions.

puff!

Then, there was the sound of the young man in white vomiting blood, and he was defeated in one blow.

In other words, there were several silver needles between Tang Hao's palms, and the other party had been poisoned.

"Can you still use poison?" Zhao Yun looked at Mr. Chen Xuan.

"Anything that doesn't hurt people's lives can be used." Elder Chen Xuan shrugged casually.

"This is a good rule." Zhao Yun looked at the magic ring. He also had a lot of poisonous things.

While he was talking, Liu Ruyue, the body of the heavenly spirit, had already appeared on the stage with a graceful figure.

Her opponent was a female disciple in green.

This battle ended in less than three rounds. The woman in green surrendered. She thought she couldn't fight, so she consciously stepped down. The three powerful secret techniques failed to break Tianling's defense.

"Prajna, Zhou Yuan, come on stage." Wu Xuantong shouted casually.

"I... abstain." The man named Zhou Yuan didn't even move. He couldn't beat him!

Prajna was also like Chu Wushuang, who closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, but didn't even open his eyes when he arrived.

"That girl is pretty good." Old Chen Xuan poked Zhao Yun and smiled a little obscenely.

"Um."

Zhao Yun said softly and said nothing more. He secretly prayed that if he were to face Prajna, he would not show mercy. He remembered the past grudges clearly. He saved a Wang Yang, but countless innocent people lost their lives.

"I... also abstain."

Before Hanxue, the ice-yin body, could stand up, his opponent waved his hand.

The spectators were not surprised and had expected it.

In the first round of the knockout round, many people will abstain and go to the resurrection match. If they win, they can still advance. This big competition gives every participant a chance. The two strongest players in the province will meet... First The embarrassing situation of being wiped out in just one round.

In fact, as long as you are strong enough, it doesn't matter whether you have a chance or not.

Just like Chu Wushuang, she hasn't opened her eyes since she was sitting there. It seems that the new disciples who joined the sect, including the Heavenly Spirit Body and the Yin Ice Body, are unable to enter her Dharma Eyes and are truly arrogant.

"Come on, come here."

When Zhao Yun was looking at it, Su Yu was dragged away by him.

During this period, Su Yu also stuffed Zhao Yun with several storage talismans. Before Zhao Yun untied them, he could tell at a glance what the storage talismans were. They were handfuls of fine weapons, including knives, swords, guns, and sticks. ...everything.

"Help me temper it!" Su Yu laughed.

"Why are you looking for trouble for me!" Zhao Yun took a deep breath.

"These are the weapons of a good friend. I won't let you refine them in vain." Su Yu smiled and gave Zhao Yun another storage charm, which contained banknotes, pills, etc., which were regarded as commissions for tempering the weapons.

"Just this once."

Zhao Yun took the storage talisman, but he didn't want the matter of the Purple Tears Bingjing to become known to the whole world.

The common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying the jade.

He didn't want to be targeted because of this.

"Okay!"

Su Yu smiled and said just that! As long as he opens his mouth, Ji Hen will definitely help.