Eternal gate

pound! when!

The collision between swords and knives was sonorous and powerful, bursting out streaks of fire. Every time they collided, a halo would spread. The flagpoles standing in the venue were all cut in half. The disciples with weaker backgrounds were struck by the pounding sound. Zhen's ears were buzzing, and many people were rubbing their eyes. The two of them were moving too fast, and it was difficult to capture the truth. They saw swords radiating from the battle platform, and sword energy overflowing.

At this point, the two have fought for dozens of rounds.

So far, the two of them have not decided the winner, and they are fighting equally.

Mo Dao's momentum was fierce, and his attacks were overbearing; Han Xue's aura was cold, and his attacks were fierce. The two monsters became the two brightest stars on the stage. The confrontation of momentum even created a strange phenomenon. It was the sword light and the The dance of sword qi is the intertwining of true energy and qi and blood, which is brilliant and brilliant.

"I bet on the ink knife." Zhao Yun placed a stack of silver notes on the gaming table.

Old Chen Xuan accepted it with a sullen face, not even bothering to engrave the jade plaque. It was really convenient for this little thing to sit next to him and collect money! From the beginning of Dabi to now, this stuff can be found wherever money is collected.

"You really don't want to be detained anymore?" Zhao Yun asked in a low voice.

"Get out." Boss Chen Xuan yelled.

Hold on, hold on to your sister.

The coffin has already been lost, so there is no money left to stake.

Zhao Yun disagreed and continued to watch the battle. As expected, Mo Dao would win.

"good."

The cheers from the audience were still overwhelming.

Since the New Sect Grand Competition kicked off, it has been the busiest day since there were many people from the inner sect, including Bai Xuanshi from before, and many other old guys. There is also no shortage of true disciples, who agreed to go back and repair the house. , walked around for a while and then ran to watch the show. This is because there are several new disciples of this new sect, such as the one from Zizhu Peak, who have not yet entered the inner gate? He gave a huge gift to the inner gate, a giant Buddha... and destroyed the palace.

"Which one is Ji Hen?" asked the inner disciple who arrived later.

"The guy next to Mr. Chen Xuan is the only one in the True Spirit Realm in the audience." Someone replied.

"Are you sure he threw the giant Buddha?"

"With so many people watching, there won't be any lies."

"It's too weird. Such a terrifying fighting power can compete with Chu Wushuang!"

"Him?" Someone sneered, "You think too highly of him."

Discussions came and went from all directions. Most of them were disciples of the inner sect, chirping in the dark. They said they came to see the battle, but in fact, they came to see the monkey, and Zhao Yun seemed to be the monkey. In this moment, he had already I don't know how many pairs of eyes swept over him.

"Nothing surprising!" There were still doubts.

Not only the disciples of the inner sect, but also the elders of the inner sect looked puzzled.

That one is called Ji Hen, and there is no doubt that he is in the True Spirit Realm, but this person with strong combat power is too perverted.

"What trump card does he...have?" the inner sect elder asked.

"The devil knows." Lao Xuanshan shook his head, "I haven't seen his trump card yet."

"Hiss." There was a chorus of gasps. He had defeated Prajna, but he still hadn't used his trump card?

"You're so damn stupid."

Just like this sentence, Xuanshan's old Taoist has scolded him thousands of times.

Also scolding are those old guys, mostly those who play football. If they keep their eyes open, nothing will happen to Yunyan. If you don't believe in Ji Hen, you should also believe in Daxia's handsome girl Chi Yan.

"I've met my uncle."

Bai Xuanshi has moved closer to Linglong, with a smile on his face.

Linglong responded casually and continued to drink tea, only looking at the battle on the stage.

"Junior sister, you picked up a treasure!" Bai Xuanshi looked at Yun Yan.

"Brothers and sisters, give me some face." Yun Yan laughed dryly.

If it weren't for this new sect competition, Ji Hen would have known that Ji Hen was a treasure, it was so unexpected.

"What's so special about him?" Bai Xuanshi asked.

"Very... edible."

Yun Yan spoke with great emphasis, unable to hide her embarrassment between the lines.

Having been Ji Hen's master for so long, she didn't even know what her disciple's background was, and how failed he was as a master. If she had known this, she should have tried it out earlier.

"Very edible?"

Bai Xuanshi twitched his lips after hearing this.

Is this considered a foundation? In his opinion, it was Yun Yan who didn't want to reveal Ji Hen's secret.

In fact, Yunyan herself was kept in the dark.

Nowadays, it seems that these are no longer important.

The important thing is that there is another evildoer in his Tianzong, the kind that is unique in ten thousand.

"Wow, she can fly!"

While the two were talking, the sound of surprise filled the entire place.

The inner disciples were all surprised and raised their heads collectively, because Han Xue turned into wings again and soared into the sky. Anyone who had seen this scene knew that Han Xue was about to use his big move again.

"Cold." Man Teng said this word.

Previously, it was made into an ice sculpture by a palm falling from the sky...

Even now, there is a chill running through his body. According to Yang Feng, it is the coldness of ice.

Buzz!

Mo Dao held the Ba Dao and stood on the stage, looking up to the sky.

He had just seen Han Xue's ultimate move, the palm technique that fell from the sky... was very strong.

"open."

Mo Dao scolded in his heart and instantly activated the forbidden method.

Seeing a knife-shaped rune carved out between his eyebrows, as it was carved out, his momentum reached its peak again, and it was time for the final blow. Without increasing his own combat power, it would be difficult to block this blow.

"We have to decide the winner." The spectators all sat upright.

"Which one is weak and which one is strong?" Zhao Yun was also watching.

At this point, he was not sure who would win between Mo Dao and Han Xue.

The reason why he presses the Mo Dao is an innate intuition. Anyone who has been on the battlefield has a very strong perseverance. This kind of state of mind... He has it, and the Mo Dao also has it.

"Heavenly Law: Lingxiao Ice Seal."

There was a light scolding in the air, Han Xue had already taken action, and pressed down with a palm from the sky.

Looking up, he saw that it was a crystal clear jade hand, which was ten feet in size. Between the palms, there were seal characters of Yin Bing flowing. The power of the palm was unparalleled and terrifying, carrying terrifying pressure.

"Ba Dao: Splitting the Sky."

The Mo Dao took one step forward, leaped into the air, and drank like thunder.

His sword was the pinnacle of the sword. It had a sword light of ten feet, and it struck against the sky. The buzzing sound of the sword shocked people's hearts. The extremely domineering sword intention caused the situation to change.

boom!

With a roar, the ice seal was split open with a knife.

Before it was over, there was still a remnant of the Tyrant Sword Intent, soaring up into the sky. The ice and snow in the air were affected by it. A pair of ice wings collapsed, and he stumbled down from the air.

Whoosh!

Master Hanxue stood up, used the power of gentleness, and accepted it smoothly.

Han Xue's injuries were really serious. Even the aftermath of the sword's intention left a bloody gully on her delicate body. There was a stream of sword energy that invaded her body and caused chaos in her body. Fortunately, it was eliminated by the master.

"I... lost." Han Xue smiled tiredly.

There is no shame in losing to Mo Dao. Although the fighting prowess is equally matched, the opponent's mentality is as hard as iron.

puff!

The ink knife spurted blood, and he almost fell down when he staggered.

Hanxue suffered from his sword intention, and he also suffered from Hanxue's icy coldness. He narrowly defeated this half move. If he couldn't break the ice seal, he would be defeated. Fortunately, his will was strong enough.

"Won."

Zhao Yun chuckled and looked at Mr. Chen Xuan.

Mr. Chen Xuan's face turned extremely dark. Your damn aim was so accurate! Is it really a character issue? How do I bet and lose every time, this kid hits the jackpot, or is this guy... able to count?