Eternal gate

Whoosh!

In a brief moment, Zhao Yun's waist and horse merged into one again.

"Open it, open it for me."

Yuan Miao howled, and his true energy surged.

He hasn't been defeated yet and can still make a comeback. As long as he can shock Zhao Yun away, he can defeat the True Spirit Realm.

However, what shocked him was that his fourth-level Xuanyang true energy could not shake Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun doesn't care about this, he just keeps falling.

Yuan Miao was thrown down for the second time. The platform was shattered with rubble. The screams in the roar were extremely sweet. If you listened carefully, you could still hear the crackling of bones. Who knew how many bones he had broken? Even the blood spurted out. There were small pieces of internal organs, and my head was buzzing.

It's okay if you don't believe in evil, you will believe it if you fall.

Zhao Yun had already fallen after the third fall, and Yuan Miao was paralyzed on the spot.

However, this guy had a strong foundation and did not faint, or perhaps Zhao Yun deliberately held back.

"Another cripple." Many people coughed dryly.

The word "again" is used well. Anyone who fights with Zhao Yun on the battlefield will basically end up like this. Zheng Ming, who is also watching the show, is a perfect example. He is still using crutches at this moment?

"waste."

Huang Xie gritted his teeth for a while, gave a lot of benefits, and even asked Yuan Miao to move.

Here we are, here is such a surprise for him. Zhao Yun was not only beaten to death, but also fell to the point of paralysis. If he didn’t have the diamond, why don’t he take the porcelain job! What a waste of my money.

"Well done."

Su Yu smiled, so happy.

Yang Feng also laughed. After seeing so many competitions, this one was crisp and clean. The fight started quickly and ended quickly. Zhao Yun did not see any secret skills. He threw three times in a row and ended the fight immediately.

"This kid doesn't seem to know anything other than throwing people."

Too many people took a deep breath. After several battles, no one saw Zhao Yun use his secret skills.

Really, it’s useless to learn too much.

Yuan Miao must have learned enough! I didn’t even have time to use my trump card!

"No...impossible."

The most melancholy thing was Yuan Miao, lying powerlessly in the human-shaped pit, with his body squirming and blood pouring from his mouth. He accepted the challenge coaxingly and made a bet like a life contract, but he failed miserably. , I also doubted life to the point of defeat, is this little true spiritual realm a beast? Where does such great strength come from.

Unfortunately, he was overconfident.

To the point that so many trump cards and support were knocked down without even moving.

A big fight, a slap in the face!

"Where did this iron whip come from?"

Zhao Yun had already collected the banknote and squatted in front of Yuan Miao.

"No...comment."

In just four words, Yuan Miao gasped for breath. As soon as he finished speaking, blood surged from his mouth, his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, dyeing them scarlet, full of resentment and ferocity.

Zhao Yun didn't talk nonsense and struck it with a whip.

With the sound of pounding, Yuan Miao's whole body felt bad, and blood surged from his mouth. The most uncomfortable thing was his spirit. His head was buzzing and about to explode. It was the most painful thing to hit something that only stimulates the spirit.

Zhao Yun kept his hand and only knocked lightly. If he pressed harder, Yuan Miao would be dead.

"Where did it come from?" Zhao Yun asked again.

While speaking, this guy even shook the iron whip in his hand.

What a moral! It's still very obvious: just say it, or I'll give you another whipping.

"Yan... The Zhu family of Yanyu City were dedicated to me by them."

Yuan Miao was timid and scared. In her current state, she could no longer withstand the beating.

"Misty Rain City." Zhao Yun frowned. He had seen it on the map. It was more than five hundred miles away from Tianzong. How could Wang Zhao's black iron whip go to the Zhu family? Could it be that the Zhu family killed people and stole goods?

"Ji Hen, you deserve to die."

While Zhao Yun was thinking, he suddenly heard loud shouts.

Before he finished speaking, he heard the momentum of a violent storm, mixed with muffled thunder.

It was Jin Xuanzhong, Yuan Miao's master, who was killed in an instant. Half of the martial arts platform collapsed with one step. The pressure of Ksitigarbha's peak has not been restrained at all. Not to mention Zhao Yun, even the spectators in the audience were suppressed for a while. Shaking, those with weaker backgrounds had blood dripping from the corners of their mouths.

"Uncle, why are you so angry?"

Zhao Yun said lightly, and lifted up Yuan Miao with one hand, and held it in front of him. There was also a small dagger lying on Yuan Miao's shoulder. The whole set of actions was a clear message: It is best not to act rashly. Otherwise my knife would not have eyes.

"If you harm your fellow disciples, you should be punished."

Jin Xuanzhong shouted angrily, and sword energy condensed between his palms.

"It was your disciple who asked me to fight." Zhao Yun said, "Uncle Master should know the rules of the martial arts arena. Injuries are inevitable. The juniors are competing, and the seniors should not participate!"

"What a smart mouth."

Jin Xuanzhong snorted coldly, and the sword energy was about to be released. It only took one blow to kill Zhao Yun in seconds.

"Uncle, don't drive your nephew crazy." Zhao Yun's tone became a little colder. The broken knife in his hand had already drawn a bloody gully on Yuan Miao's neck. This was a warning to the other party if he dared to act recklessly again. I mind removing his head.

The onlookers watched with excitement.

This new Ji Hen is so pissed off that he dares to threaten the top Ksitigarbha.

"good very good."

Jin Xuanzhong laughed angrily, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

It had been many years since he entered Tianzong, and this was the first time he was threatened by his juniors.

The overwhelming anger could not be suppressed.

"Let them go."

Jin Xuanzhong drank violently, and his drink was like thunder.

No matter what, let's save the disciple first. As for Ji Hen, we'll deal with it later.

"This...I'm afraid I can't let go." Zhao Yun said calmly, "I had a bet with Senior Brother Yuan just now. If he loses and I win, he will be my Ji Hen for the rest of his life."

"I can testify that there is this bet." Su Yu picked his ears.

The other spectators laughed dryly, that bet was made by your disciple.

"You evil beast, don't be so shameless."

Jin Xuanzhong made a cold sound, his eyes were like swords, with the intention of killing.

"Senior Brother Jin, do you think that I, Zizhu Peak, am just a decoration when you call me a disciple like this?"

The long words suddenly rang out, and everyone felt that a ghost appeared in front of their eyes, and there was a beautiful figure on the stage, like a fairy descending from the sky, her white clothes were better than snow, otherwise she was fine.

It's Yunyan and Jin Xuanzhong who have both appeared, how could she not come?

The peak momentum of the two Ksitigarbha statues collided in the air, and the aura spread in all directions. The atmosphere of the martial arts stage was instantly depressing to the extreme, and even the flying air was frozen into ice slag.

"The apprentice has been beaten, but the master also wants to practice?" the spectators thought in their hearts.

If so, it would be really interesting. There has never been a duel between elders on the martial arts stage.

Zhao Yun remained silent and still held Yuan Miao hostage. He could not feel the pressure. Just because Yun Yan was blocking him, Jin Xuanzhong's momentum was completely removed by Yun Yan. His master was still very strong.

"You taught me a good disciple." Jin Xuanzhong snorted coldly, "You are so cruel."

"Senior brother, where do you start talking about this?" Yun Yan pursed her lips slightly, "Yuan Miao was the one who challenged him first, but no one forced him. The rules of the martial arts arena are life and death. If you lose, you can ask my disciple to teach you. Yes. What's the point of deceiving me, Zizhu, because I have no one? Or, you should deceive me, Yunyan, for her good temper."