Eternal gate

ah...!

The arrogant smile of Sunset God Son turned into a wail from the soul.

He was defeated, completely defeated, and was pinned with a sword and unable to move.

"The people of Daluo Immortal Sect really resist beating."

"Thousands of Immortal Killing Curses can't kill him even in the Hollow Void Realm."

"As for the power of regeneration, it has to be Da Luo's Ten Thousand Methods of Immortality."

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and people were sighing and sighing.

They are spectators, witnessing destruction and rebirth.

Sunset God Son's cards were all exposed, even the Immortal Killing Curse was summoned, but he still failed to kill Holy Lord Da Luo. This shows how rich Zhao Yun's background is, and he already has the appearance of an eternal ruthless person.

"That sword can actually travel across space."

Too many elders were surprised and particularly favored Long Yuan.

If it hadn't been for space crossing, if it hadn't been for a fatal blow that could be compared to an instant, Sunset Godson wouldn't have been caught off guard. At worst, he could have escaped from the battlefield, which was better than being nailed to a stone monument at this moment.

In such a situation, it is not difficult to predict his end.

With Zhao Yun's nature, it was impossible to let him go.

"The Eternal Body...is really considerate."

There are more people watching the battle, and they watch the show from different angles. Some people look at Zhao Yun, some look at the Sunset Son of God, some look at Long Yuan, and some look at the stone tablet. It is Zhao Yun's masterpiece. It can be easily done by using a secret technique like Earth Escape. It's nothing more than cooperating with Long Yuan Sword to create a foothold for the Son of Sunset God.

To put it bluntly, it was a tombstone.

Don't stop until you die! Whoever loses goes on the road.

"Master, save me."

Sunset God Son wailed, with a cry hidden in his tone.

He was afraid, as if he had seen the God of Death waving at him.

There was no need for him to call for help, the Sunset Immortal King had already gotten up.

Unfortunately, the battle platform has a protective barrier, and even he can't enter.

Helpless, he looked at Kunlun Immortal Lord.

It's easy to save his disciple, just let Xianjun open a back door.

The Immortal Lord is also interesting. He is like an old monk sitting with his hands folded, and everyone is looking at the battle platform. He is the only one who closes his eyes and falls asleep. His expression is a good explanation of the sentence: both parties are willing to accept their destiny.

He was not targeting the Sunset God Sect, Kunlun's rules were like this. Even if Zhao Yun was defeated, even if Nian Tian begged him like this, he would not open the back door. In a word... do as the Romans do.

Sunset Immortal King's face instantly turned extremely ugly.

Everyone knows that the Immortal Lord's oil and salt cannot enter the wilderness. How can he not understand the reason?

Withdrawing his eyes from the Immortal Lord, he looked at the battle platform again and stared at Zhao Yun.

"I grant you a magical weapon of the Immortal King and let my disciple go."

Zhao Yun did not answer, but drew out the Long Yuan Sword with a buzzing sound.

Sunset God Son thought he had been saved and fled down the stage desperately.

However, as soon as he escaped three to five feet, he saw a terrifying suction force behind him, pulling him back again.

It is still Zhao Yun's masterpiece, with his fingers spread out and the Heaven-Swallowing Technique activated.

He just pinched Sunset Godson's neck and raised one hand in the air.

"Zhao Yun, you..." Sunset Immortal King was furious.

"In the next life, don't mess with anyone named Zhao."

Zhao Yun ignored the Sunset Immortal King and only looked at the Sunset Divine Son.

A faint word, like a sentence pronounced by God, cold and silent.

ah...!

The shrill wail resounded throughout the audience again.

The dignified son of a god was forcibly devoured by his soul.

"How cruel!"

"You can't stand firm if you are not ruthless!"

Under the stage, the sighs started again.

Lamented, no one questions Zhao Yun's ruthlessness.

The Son of Sunset God was so distraught that he set out on the road wailing.

"Zhao Yun...you deserve to die."

Sunset Immortal King's angry roar made the sky tremble.

And his murderous intention is also domineering to destroy heaven and earth.

Zhao Yun didn't stand firm for a step, and his body cracked on the spot.

It was also at this moment that a gentle force enveloped him.

It was Immortal Lord Kunlun who took action, turned the world upside down, eliminated the murderous intention, and helped him reshape his body. What followed was a terrifying pressure that crushed the whole world to the point of solidification.

Well...!

Sunset Immortal King groaned, unable to match the Immortal Lord's aura.

This is the difference between the Immortal King and the Demigod, suppressed in an instant.

"This is the Holy Land of Kunlun."

Immortal Lord Kunlun said calmly, and his words resounded throughout the nine heavens.

Sunset Immortal King's eyes were scarlet, and he no longer dared to act recklessly.

He knows Kunlun Immortal Lord well, and he can do it if he can say it.

Zhao Yun was speechless and turned around to step down.

"Leaving now?"

There was a faint laugh, and another person landed on the fighting platform, blocking Zhao Yun's way.

Taking a closer look, it was none other than Saint Son of Destruction, the thief behind the folding fan.

How witty he is! Knowing that Zhao Yun was in poor condition, he ran on stage to pick up the slack.

In fact, those saint sons who are hostile to the Great Luo Immortal Sect basically have this idea. Zhao Yun has a strong foundation, but after fighting with the Sunset Son of God, he was seriously injured and no longer has the peak combat power.

There is no reason to let go of such a good opportunity.

"You dare to fight." Saint Son of Destruction looked at Zhao Yun with a smile.

"Whatever." Zhao Yun said lightly, his evil aura lingering.

Having already killed a Son of Sunset God, he doesn't mind starting another killing spree.

"very good."

The Holy Son of Destruction closed his folding fan, and the Qi of Destruction spread freely.

Those who can be on the immortal list are not ordinary people, and this guy is the same.

"Both parties are willing to accept each other's destiny."

Before the two of them started fighting, they heard the words of Kunlun Immortal Lord again.

It's nothing more than gossiping about the front, which will save some people from being restless when the time comes.

If you dare to break the rules here, the consequences will be serious.

This is a warning from the Immortal Lord, not a joke.

"Come."

The Holy Son of Destruction gave a sonorous drink, and a fairy sword appeared in his hand.

He was like a ghost, piercing the rainbow with his sword, and his sword intent was withered and cold.

On the other hand, Zhao Yun was like a stone statue, standing motionless.

puff!

Golden bloody light suddenly appeared, and his body was pierced by the sword of the Holy Son of Destruction.

Everyone raised their eyebrows at this, has Zhao Yun not woken up yet? Standing and being beaten?

Not to mention the spectators, even Saint Son of Destruction was surprised. This was a warm-up sword, and it actually hit. Is it because he was too fast or Zhao Yun reacted too slowly? If he had known this, he would have used 100% of the sword's power. If it had been 10% If Cheng Jianwei hits, it will not be as simple as poking a bloody hole.

In a brief moment, Zhao Yun stretched out his hand.

With lightning speed, he grabbed the wrist of Saint Son of Destruction.

A master who never suffers a loss, how could he not arrange a set meal after being stabbed by someone?

open!

Saint Son of Kumie gave a cold scolding and tried to break free from Zhao Yun's hand.

Zhao Yun had already expected it, and the source surged, removing the opponent's power.

After it was over, the onlookers collectively raised their heads and saw the Holy Son of Destruction being picked up by Zhao Yun.

Then, there was a bang, and Saint Son of Death came into close contact with the battle platform.

Who knows how much force Zhao Yun used, but the majestic Saint Son was thrown so hard that his blood and bones flew apart.

"Is this... okay?"

Too many people are talking nonsense, just to throw someone away after receiving a sword?

Saint Son of Kumie was also stunned, and was thrown into confusion by Mr. Zhao.

Compared to being confused, the pain seemed to make him more uncomfortable.

At this moment, the bones in the body crackled.

Don't worry...it's not over yet.

Zhao Yun's energy and blood rose, his waist and horse became one, and the force of his second throw was even stronger.

Without waiting to catch his breath, Saint Son of Destruction came into close contact with the battle platform for the second time.

Then, it was the third, fourth, fifth time...

Mr. Zhao is so dedicated! It is easy not to throw someone, but to do it in one go.

Those who are as resistant to beatings as the Holy Son of Death should be given special care and just thrown to death.