Eternal gate

ah...!

Feilong Mingjiang was so anxious that he howled so loudly that it shook the earth.

He is a true saint! Unable to defeat a quasi-sage.

He became angry, with secret lines etched between his brows, and his aura increased accordingly. A silver thunder dragon spiraled out of his body, capable of attacking and defending. The dragon's roar resounded through the sky like muffled thunder.

His combat power increased dramatically, and he thought he was ready again.

However, when Zhao Yun arrives, everything will be false.

The howl is loud and useless.

Even if the forbidden law is opened, it is also just decoration.

Zhao Yun dominated the sky and punched through the universe with a punch from the sky. The thunder dragon hit the ground and exploded into pieces. The flying dragon Mingjiang who arrived later suffered the aftermath of the punch and flew into the sky again. His tough physique , cracks were opened, and blood was flowing out.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun was like a ghost, following him like a shadow, hitting his head and face with another slap.

Feilong Mingjiang was knocked unconscious. In his daze, he felt a chill all over his body.

It doesn't matter, someone brought him warmth. Well, it was a warm and kind hand. It grabbed his wrist, lifted him up, and hit him from the sky to the ground with a loud bang. You can see The spectators on the sidelines were all frightened.

puff!

Feilong Ming squirted the old blood freely.

Pain, stomach pain, kidney pain, liver pain...all over my body hurts.

Seeing that Mr. Zhao was in a very unhappy mood, he threw nine consecutive blows, making the world tremble. He stunned a genuine saint and suffered a shattering fracture, and even the soul's true body exploded. There were cracks, and his mind was in chaos.

Gudong!

The spectators swallowed their saliva for a while. The man named Zhao was so lively.

Fortunately, he was Feilong Mingjiang and had a good background. If he had been another half-assed saint, he would have been turned into ashes! Does their universe always fight with people like this?

Feilong Mingjiang fainted and was sent into a nightmare by Zhao Yun.

He lost. A saint versus a quasi-sage, and his defeat was a complete mess.

Looking at Zhao Yun, he seemed to be fine, dusted himself off, turned around and left.

Tonight, I can have a good sleep.

"Are you leaving now?" A faint laugh suddenly sounded.

Before he finished speaking, he saw a figure descending from the sky and landing on the messy street, blocking Zhao Yun's way. A closer look revealed that it was Lu Yang from Minghai.

"You have to give an explanation for hurting me, Young Lord Minghai."

After Lu Yang, there were many more people appearing, some falling on the eaves, some hanging in the void, some with their hands behind their backs, or some shaking their folding fans. Counting Lu Yang, there were seventy-three people, all young people. They looked like saints, each with a heroic figure, billowing energy and blood, and a powerful force that made the space and the universe roar.

Eh?

The spectators, who thought the drama had come to an end, became energetic again.

Looking at the expressions of Lu Yang and these people, it was obvious that they wanted to deal with Zhao Yun.

Speaking of these people, the big ghosts and little ghosts all looked at the old underworld general beside them:

"Who are these?"

"Master of the Seventy-Two Young Masters of Minghai." Old Mingjiang said leisurely.

Hearing this, the big ghosts and the little ghosts were all frightened. They often heard that each of the seventy-two palaces in the sea of ​​​​underworld has a young master with extraordinary talent. His combat power is not weaker than that of the underworld generals under the Yama of the Ten Palaces. They have always been just I heard that this is the first time to meet me, and all seventy-two of them are here, including Young Master Lu Yang, all the talents of the younger generation of Minghai are here!

"What do you mean, Zhao Yun still has a grudge against Ming Hai?"

"If there were no grudges, there wouldn't be such a big battle."

"Seventy-three saints, one of them can kick Zhao Yun, and that's enough for him to be on his way."

The noise started again, and too many people gathered. Not to mention the big and small ghosts, even the old underworld generals and even the Lord of the Ghost City who stood on the eaves watching the show were shocked. On weekdays, Mr. Shaofu was rarely seen, but tonight was really neat and tidy. Here we are, the Seventy-Two Young Masters are not bad at all, and they are engaging in such a big battle because of a little quasi-sage from the outer universe.

"This is going to cause trouble." The two ghost kings holding the abacus looked at the Lord of the ghost city. The sea of ​​​​underworld is not an ordinary land. It is a major prince in the underworld. Not to mention that it is a small ghost city, even if it is ten Yama, the palace, is also afraid of three points. If Emperor Ming and the Emperor are not here, who the hell can suppress Ming Hai! Now, Young Lord Minghai and the Seventy-Two Young Masters are here. If something goes wrong in the ghost town, can Minghai let it go?

"Let's take a look first." The Lord of the Ghost City pressed firmly.

No matter how awesome Ming Hai is, he can still be as awesome as Ming Emperor.

Of course, in order to cause unnecessary trouble, he will take action when necessary.

As for this moment, I definitely can’t sleep, so I just want to join in the fun and watch a show!

After the fight is over, the score needs to be settled.

"You really think highly of me." Zhao Yun glanced around, the underworld is not simple! There was General Yama in front of him and Lord Minghai in the back, both of whom were unique talents.

"Should you just surrender, or should I take action?" Lu Yang looked at Zhao Yun with a smile.

"Single fight or group fight." Zhao Yun breathed a sigh of relief and wiped it again and again with his sleeve.

"Is there any difference?" Lu Yang smiled coldly.

"Of course there is a difference." Zhao Yun said while wiping his sword, "If you fight one on one, I will beat you up; if you fight in a group! ... Then the sword will not be able to see."

hiss!

Zhao Yun's words were calm, but he shocked all the onlookers. Is this kid confused? There are seventy-three saints opposite! There are a few of them who are already at the peak level. One challenge is seventy-three. Are you sure you can stand up and go out? Don't brag like that.

"Arrogant." Lu Yang shouted violently, and as he spoke, he raised his sword to attack.

"You can't kill a chicken with a bull's sword." Before Lu Yang could start his attack, he saw a purple-haired Shaofu Lord descending from the sky. He was holding a sharp golden sword and struck directly at the soul with an ear-splitting sword cry.

"Watch his eyes." Someone sent a message to Zhao Yun secretly.

After taking a closer look, I realized that it was the stall owner who had bled Zhao Yun.

After that, he hid in the crowd for fear of being caught. He couldn't afford to offend Ming Hai.

Zheng!

The purple-haired young master has already moved, his body is like thunder, and he strikes a chord with his sword.

He does have a pair of special eyes that sparkle with a strange light.

Zhao Yun did not move at all, until the sword tip was only three inches away from him, he raised his hand, grasped the sword tip impartially, applied force between his palms, and instantly removed the power of the sword.

"An illusion of this level also wants to harm my mind?" Zhao Yun said calmly.

"It's not over yet." The purple-haired young master smiled slyly, his eyes tearing with lightning.

"I'll make you laugh." Mr. Zhao was faster and inserted two fingers directly.

puff!

Blood suddenly appeared.

The cunning Mr. Shaofu, who was still smiling a moment ago, has been blinded in this second, and the lightning that was conceived has also died in his eyes. Instead of hurting the enemy, he has hurt himself.

"Damn it."

The purple-haired young master flew away without even thinking about it.

The people watching outside the field coughed dryly, and the person showing off his skills showed off his embarrassment! As soon as they met, they were blinded. The bloody pupils were scary to look at.