Eternal gate

"How dare you, the uncle of the city lord's family?"

As soon as Han Ming drank, the depression in his heart roared out.

"How dare you?"

Yu Wenhao smiled quietly and stood shoulder to shoulder with Han Ming.

Looking at Yan Tianfeng, he has already sat down.

He had no words, he was thinking to himself, and his expression made it clear: Jump, you continue to jump, and I will kill you after you finish.

He didn't interfere.

I just want to see how much the husband my daughter talks about is worth, what his origins are, and what kind of honor he looks like under the mask.

As for cleaning up the people in the two cities, he was not in a hurry at all.

In the city lord's palace, with just one order, three or five people can be captured in an instant.

Walk? Don't even leave.

Forget about the two old men in Gucheng, they put their hands up again, as if they were no longer prepared to take care of it. The steps had been demolished, so they could just take care of the wool and watch the show in peace.

There are also good shows.

To be honest, they also want to see what the city lord's uncle is really capable of. He has such a small true spirit that he is favored by Qing Yao. He must be outstanding. The most important thing is to see Zhao Yun's origin. Once a war begins, a trick will be revealed. Just take a look and you will know which one it belongs to.

Liu Ruyue also had this hope.

From beginning to end, she was the calmest one. She was both a theatergoer and an observer. There was no relationship between her and Qingyao.

None of this matters.

The important thing is that the other party has issued a challenge, and if you want to save the face of the city lord's palace, you must accept the challenge.

The ones who got most angry were the old men from the two cities.

I am not afraid of opponents who are like gods, but I am afraid of opponents who are like pigs. I am so happy to have such a young city lord. This is a trap for them!

Looking around the small garden, there is already a surge of true energy. God knows how many martial arts cultivators have come. Not to mention that they are both at the peak of Xuanyang and even in the Tibetan realm. They are also suppressed.

Looking at Zhao Yun, his eyes moved from side to side.

The young master of the Zhao family is looking for a way out. He wants to see where he can run. He can soar into the sky and defeat two eighth-level true spirits. Without using the explosive talisman, he cannot beat him. If he can be the young city leader, Although his brain is not very good, his strength is very good. He had seen this yesterday.

Damn it.

I didn't even have a glass of wine, and I was immediately thrust into the spotlight.

The most important thing is that he doesn't want to wade into this muddy water.

Again, he is not alone. Once a war breaks out, he will definitely reveal his tricks. Maybe others will see it and cause trouble for the Zhao family.

"Please, help me."

Qingyao sent another message, still holding Zhao Yun's hand with extraordinary strength. Zhao Yun had to answer this challenge because it was related to the face of the city lord's palace.

"Don't make trouble, I can't beat you."

"Nonsense, you are no ordinary martial artist who can block my Qinglian Qin music. Just help me contain one, and leave the rest to me." Qing Yao whispered, listening to the meaning of this, she will wait for a while The son will also play.

Zhao Yun twitched the corner of his mouth.

I'm here to eat.

Didn't get any food.

You have clearly arranged the next thing for me!

"What are they muttering about?"

Seeing Zhao Yun and Qing Yao arguing, the two old men Wang Gu whispered.

Yan Tianfeng only smiled and said nothing.

He had to watch this battle. He knew that his daughter was innocent, and he also knew that the boy was dragged into the fight by his daughter, so he wanted to watch it even more.

"Young Master, leave quickly."

The old men in the two cities couldn't stand anymore and tried their best to persuade him.

"How dare you."

Han Ming and Yu Wenhao ignored each other and drank in a loud voice, showing their domineering attitude.

"If you don't dare, just say so."

Yu Wenhao smiled quietly, his eyes filled with gloom and violence.

"Why not?"

Qingyao said calmly, and stepped out. The unwilling young master of the Zhao family was also forcibly pulled forward. No matter what, you must help me finish this scene. Not only must I save the face of the city lord's palace, but I must also bring the opposite person to the front. The two guys were paralyzed. I have never been so angry since I was born.

"What, husband and wife are going into battle together?" Han Ming smiled teasingly.

"If you don't dare, just say so."

Qingyao whispered, repeating Yu Wenhao's words again.

"Dare, why don't you dare?"

Yu Wenhao stepped forward and smiled playfully, two against two! There is no reason why two true spirits at the eighth level cannot defeat Qing Yao and Zhao Yun. One true spirit at the first level and one slap is enough. As for Qing Yao, it is absolutely impossible to fight against two.

"You can add some bonuses."

Han Ming gently shook his folding fan and looked at the two of them with a smile.

"random."

"If we win, we will get your guqin; if you win, this elixir will be yours."

As Han Ming spoke, there was a jade box in his hand. Although it was sealed, the fragrance of the elixir overflowed. It should be a good elixir, and it was of high quality.

"I agreed."

Qingyao said calmly, her expression did not change much. She had absolute confidence in Zhao Yun and did not expect him to be able to do much. She could just contain one, and when he took care of the other, everything would be complete.

"Are you going to put the duck on the shelves?" Zhao Yun coughed dryly.

The battle situation has been decided, and everyone retreats to give way to a battlefield.

On one side, Zhao Yun and Qing Yao.

On one side, Yu Wenhao and Han Ming.

Two against two.

"Come."

Han Ming shouted loudly and went straight to Zhao Yun. It had already been discussed that the troops would be divided into two groups. He would first defeat Zhao Yun and then deal with Qing Yao together.

Zheng!

Yu Wenhao immediately drew out his sword and attacked Qingyao regardless of order.

Zheng....!

Qing Yao has put down the guqin and waved the strings, with a strong intention to kill. Yu Wenhao's expression changed, and in a pirouette, he danced the long sword with all his strength. The pounding sound was extremely harsh. He really wanted to fight alone. He was not Qing Yao. Yao opponent.

However, he is confident.

One person can't defeat Qing Yao, but later it will be two against one!

With that said, he took the time to look at Han Ming.

Han Ming had arrived in front of Zhao Yun and struck down with his palm sword in the air. From the outside, it was impossible for any true spirit of the first level to block this palm.

Indeed, this guy has a few brushes and is very powerful.

Zhao Yun didn't fight hard, he stepped on the Wind God Step and easily avoided it. He appeared three to five feet away again. It was just a containment. He was good at this.

"I underestimated you."

Han Ming sneered and waved his folding fan wildly, shooting out more than a dozen sword energy.

Zheng!

Zhao Yun drew Zixiao from his waist, danced the Heavenly Thunder Sword Technique, and blocked all the attacks.

"interesting."

The corner of Han Ming's mouth was slightly raised, and he came like a ghost. The folding fan in his hand has been replaced by a silver mace, engraved with strange runes. It is made of special black iron. It is not only very hard, but also powerful. It buzzes continuously when dancing. .

Bang! pound! Sonorous!

The collision between the sword and the mace was extremely crisp, with sparks flying out. It was a competition between the sword technique and the mace technique. One sword technique was outstanding, and the other mace technique was exquisite.

Zhao Yun still didn't dare, he just took two moves and escaped.

He was very good at controlling this kind of technical work. Even after fighting for more than ten rounds, Han Ming failed to win him. Not only did he not win, he almost suffered a big loss. Looking at his figure, he actually Even more embarrassed.

"What a handsome body."

Yan Tianfeng murmured, he had been on the battlefield for decades, even served as a city lord for seven or eight years, and had seen countless people, but he had never seen such footwork.

"Have you ever recognized it?"

Wang Gu and the two old men looked at each other, but neither of them came up with an answer.

"Never seen it."

Liu Ruyue also whispered that she had never heard of Zhao Yun's movement skills or sword skills. Except for the familiar figure from the back, she couldn't find any clues.

"Our uncle is not an ordinary person!"

Everyone in the City Lord's Mansion couldn't help but laugh. Not to mention other things, this body technique alone was truly outstanding. No one could compare with it in the True Spirit realm.

"Good boy."

The old men in the two cities also narrowed their old eyes slightly. They tried to stop him, but obviously they couldn't. The one who paid more attention was Zhao Yun, who was so mysterious.

"You can't take down a true spirit?" Yu Wenhao shouted.

Among the four people he fought, he was the most embarrassed. It was difficult for him to defeat Qing Lianqu, and he couldn't even get close. There were sword marks on his robe and body that were thinner than a hair, and there was blood spilling out. If it were a one-on-one challenge, he would indeed Can't fight.

It takes people to cooperate.

But what about his teammates? The delay in coming made him unconsciously think that Han Ming was plotting against him to let him put away this bag, but he kept talking to Zhenling and waited until both sides were hurt before he would really take action to clean up the mess. By then, Han Ming would Ming's halo will be much more dazzling than his.

"Can you only run away?"

Han Ming didn't pay attention to Yu Wenhao. He was holding a silver mace and chasing Zhao Yun all over the battlefield. He not only underestimated the level of the true spirit, it simply exceeded his expectations. His treacherous movement skills and incredible fortune made him powerful. Not out.

If you can't hit anyone, you won't feel aggrieved if you hold it in.

Zhao Yun ignored him and let you scold him as much as he wanted. He would try to evade as he should, and would come back from time to time to catch Han Ming off guard.

Contain it! Only a fool would fight you.

Fortunately, this is the city lord's mansion, and there are people watching nearby. If this were in the wilderness, I would blow you up all over the place, and I would make you talk like a slut.

"If I choose you, I will make the right choice."

Qingyao chuckled softly, her jade sleeves fluttering, and the strings of the piano continued to fluctuate.

Qinyin is more lethal, it can be said that offense and defense are integrated. In the realm of the true spirit realm, few people can get close to her when it comes to fighting alone, and she also has this confidence.

However, there are exceptions.

People like Liu Ruyue are definitely not included in this list. She has a very special bloodline and has awakened. If she really wants to fight with her, she thinks she is no match for her.

"Han Ming."

Yu Wenhao cursed, he was really scared. His clothes were in tatters, and the indiscriminate attack of the piano music made him unable to defend himself.

"Where to go."

Han Ming roared even more angrily. He couldn't catch the opponent no matter how hard he tried. Most of his attacks hit the empty space. After fighting for dozens of rounds, not only did he not hurt the opponent, but he had two or three more swords on his body. mark.

"Comfortable." The two old men Wanggu stroked their beards.

To be honest, looking at Zhao Yun and Qing Yao is much more pleasing to the eye than looking at Han Ming and Yu Wenhao. Seeing them in such a mess makes me feel inexplicably relieved.

"Comfortable." Yan Tianfeng smiled with satisfaction.

At this moment, he looked at Zhao Yun as if he were looking at his son-in-law. Although it was his daughter who brought him the support, it would not be bad if they got together as a couple.

You know, Zhao Yun is only at the first level of true spirit.

Calculating it this way, Han Ming is seven levels weaker than Han Ming?

If he can be cultivated, he will become famous in his youth.

"City Lord, you have found a good son-in-law!" Old Man Wang said with a smile.

They all have vicious eyes, and it’s clear who is strong and who is weak.

If Zhao Yun and Han Ming are at the same level, Han Ming will be defeated within ten rounds.

"Not bad." Yan Tianfeng smiled.

As a father, while watching the war, I have begun to think about it.

When a good day is chosen, the wedding will be arranged.

If the daughter and son-in-law are fast enough, they can have a grandson in the coming year.

Hmm...chubby little guy.