Eternal gate

Under the moon.

Zhao Yun was limping, covering his waist with one hand and wiping his nosebleed with the other.

"What a powerful body."

"What a domineering brute force."

He was grinning and clicking his tongue all the way. He really underestimated the foundation of Daydream. Even if he didn't move his true energy, he was so strong. If he used his true energy, he had no chance of winning.

Unless, use the explosive charm to blow it up.

What to say! One stack down, it's good.

"Master."

Yang Dawuer came out, supporting one from the left and the other from the right.

"Be gentle."

When he returned to the military store and saw Daydream again, he felt pain all over his body. This little girl was so ruthless! He was almost crippled.

"Give me money." Daydream stretched out his little hand.

"I'm willing to admit defeat." Zhao Yun took out a piece of ingot and secretly peeped at it. Xiaocai Fan must have a special bloodline. However, from the outside, it was not surprising at all, but her instantaneous explosive power was so domineering that it was unimaginable.

Both are of special bloodline.

This little girl is much more awesome than the fat little black guy.

I just don’t know who is stronger or weaker than Youlan.

Thinking of Youlan, he felt unnatural all over. After that girl went berserk, she could fly. Her true energy was not only majestic, but also violent. It was comparable to daydreams. Naturally, it was blood and blood. duel.

"I can't fight yet."

The little girl hugged Yuan Bao and smiled.

"Wash away and go to sleep!"

Zhao Yun coughed up a mouthful of old blood and walked away holding on to the wall. Still fighting? Hit your sister! If you hit me again, I'll beat you to death. Where is this monster from? He's cheating!

Before leaving, he glanced at the old man in sackcloth.

That old guy, is he smiling with his hands behind his back? His hands itched as he watched.

Comfortable.

The old man in sackcloth didn't say anything, but his expression clearly showed these two words. It was the same sentence. As long as Zhao Yun was deflated, he would feel inexplicably sour.

It turns out that daydreaming has a long face.

Zhao Yun closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The big word "submit" on his face was still very upright. People with the title of "Daydream" can't do it forcefully. The little money fan in the eighth level can probably compete with Xuanyang. Made of hard steel.

"You can't fight."

Below, Daydream's big eyes flickered as he looked at the people in the garden.

"Tonight, the weather is nice."

The people in the whole yard pretended not to hear, they were as tough as reckless, and they all gave in without any warning, let alone other people, no one could withstand Daydream's fist, it was obviously not an ordinary martial artist, fighting her , you have to be prepared for hemiplegia. Looking at Zhao Yun is a bloody example.

Hey hey hey!

Daydream ran away, holding the piece of gold in his arms, feeling extremely happy.

Really, I am a little money-lover.

The people in the military shop were deeply aware of this. Apart from eating and sleeping, that little girl spent most of her time counting money, many times.

This night, Zhao Yun felt uncomfortable enough.

God knows how many tendons and veins were broken and too many bones were broken.

Fortunately, he has the Marrow Cleansing and Tendon Changing Jing.

After practicing all night, when I woke up in the morning, I was alive and kicking again.

When they saw Reckless, they looked surprised.

I had known that Zhao Yun could practice and have good strength. He was injured so badly yesterday, but he recovered so quickly. Such recovery power is too fast.

"Xiao Wu."

"Master."

"Buy me a map, the bigger the better." Zhao Yun said. So far, he still doesn't know which building is marked on Lone Wolf's treasure map. There is no route, only a topographic map. He needs to compare the maps one by one. right.

"Okay!"

Wu Er was very diligent. He took the money and ran all the way.

After he left, Zhao Yun danced with his sword.

His body skills were elegant, his sword moves were exquisite, and his sword energy was everywhere. He chopped the fallen leaves into two halves, each one being cut neatly.

Squeak!

The old man in sackcloth didn't know when he left the room, leaning on the railing and looking down.

What Zhao Yun used was the Heavenly Thunder Sword Technique.

This technique was passed on to Zhao Yun before, or he lost it to Zhao Yun. Anyone who sees such a thick stack of explosive talismans will be scared!

It's his fault too, he was too careless.

In just a few days, Zhao Yun was able to understand the sword art so thoroughly. Even when he saw it, he couldn't help but sigh. The disciple of the old senior was really talented.

Eh?

Daydream also walked out of the room. Maybe he didn't wake up and rubbed his eyes. Seeing Zhao Yun jumping around, he couldn't help but be surprised. He felt better so soon?

Extraordinary indeed.

The little girl murmured in her heart, at least her resilience is strong.

There are also body techniques, which are very mysterious.

"Defeat him and I'll give you a piece of gold." The old man in Mai smiled.

Ingots?

Hearing these two words, the little girl lost all sleep in an instant and jumped out.

The old man in sackcloth stretched out his hand and brought it back.

When she was done, she saw a talisman stuck on her back. This talisman was strange. It could actually lead to a cultivation level. The daydream of the eighth level suddenly became the first level.

In this case, it is only fair to fight Zhao Yun!

If he goes to the eighth level to fight against the first level, Zhao Yun will lose miserably.

After all, he wanted to see the same level of competition.

I also want to see if competing at the same level, who is stronger, Zhao Yun, or Xiaocai Fan.

Zheng!

Daydream didn't care, he picked up his sword and jumped down to the second floor. Without saying a word, he started attacking on the spot. It was obvious at a glance that Zhao Yun was using the Heavenly Thunder Sword Technique.

"Come."

Zhao Yun laughed loudly, he really wanted someone to train with him.

pound! pound! pound!

The sound of the collision of swords was still pleasant to the ears, and sparks were sparked. They were all using swords, and their cultivation levels were at the same level, so they competed with each other in sword moves.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Zhao Yun's body skills are treacherous, as ethereal as the wind, and his sword skills are superb.

Look at the little money fan, it’s not built.

Her sword technique seems to be more mysterious, and combined with the light body technique, it is even more powerful. The sword shadows are like her afterimages, sometimes scattered and sometimes overlapping.

"What a handsome swordsmanship."

Zhao Yun couldn't help but be amazed. Xiaocai Fan was not only physically strong and domineering with brute force, but also had superb swordsmanship. A child from a rich family was indeed extraordinary. The sword technique that he was so proud of was actually restrained in every competition.

"I can't defeat her with the Heavenly Thunder Sword Technique."

The old man in sackcloth said leisurely, naturally speaking to Zhao Yun.

This statement has a profound meaning. It means that you can use other methods. For example, the secret technique taught by your master will also open my eyes.

Zhao Yun knew what he was thinking.

It was nothing more than trying to find out the origin of his moves so as to deduce the identity of his master. This was the real purpose of the old man in Mai.

As for who loses and who wins, the old man doesn't care.

Zhao Yun ignored it. In addition to the Tianlei Sword Art, he was indeed proficient in other sword techniques, which were passed down from his Zhao family's ancestors. However, they were far inferior to the Tianlei Sword Art. Even the Tianlei Sword Art could not win, let alone the Zhao family. of swordsmanship.

He wanted to use what his master taught him.

The problem is that the Moon God never taught him swordsmanship before falling asleep.

However, he may not lose.

Sword moves are dead, but people are alive. The Heavenly Thunder Sword Technique is restrained to death, but after the change, it’s hard to say. It’s just a matter of seeing the move!

Zheng!

The sound of the sword was piercing, and his sword technique was quite wonderful. Every move seemed to have undergone many changes, deviating from the Heavenly Thunder Sword Technique bit by bit.

"Outstanding!"

The old man in sackcloth murmured, as a spectator in the Ksitigarbha realm, with such a high vision, how could he not see that Zhao Yun changed so quickly that he was ashamed and surprised, every flick of the sword light seemed to flash the way of the sword. meaning.

To say that he is outstanding would be better to say that he has a devilish talent.

He was dazzled by the countless changes in his moves. His sword skills without moves had their own mysterious meanings, and when combined with his mysterious body skills, he was dazzled.

"What a weird boy."

The little money fan muttered, it was obvious that she was restraining the Heavenly Thunder Sword Technique, but now, the sword technique was dismantled by Zhao Yun, and she no longer had any advantage.

After beating, Zhao Yun came up with more exciting tricks.

During the duel, he actually closed his eyes and competed while mastering the sword, either defending or attacking. Everything was in order, and his moves were even more unparalleled.

"this....."

The old man in sackcloth stood up straight and couldn't help but put his hands in his hands. In his eyes, the young master of the Zhao family was more than just a monster. He was simply unparalleled in talent. He was actually distracted in a duel with a small money fan. Zhao Yun blocked every sword strike just right. Every sword strike was invisible and left no trace, and all attacks were carried out with sharp swords. They were as scary as daydreams, and they were more panicked, and they were often caught off guard.

"Wonderful, really wonderful."

Zhao Yun smiled slightly, and the state of mind of Wu Jianwu was sublimated, as if he was the sword, and the sword was him. The sword intention gained in this way was truly mysterious and endless.

The legendary fusion of man and sword?

Zhao Yun murmured, as if he had forgotten about the duel and no longer stuck to sword moves.

"What a freak."

The little money fan's eyes were strange. Her initial restraint led to her defeat all the way. How could this kid with the first level of true spirit keep getting stronger with each fight?

"Be strong when you are strong." The old man in sackcloth sighed.

What a talent! What a good thing.

And Zhao Yun's fighting state of mind was far beyond his expectation. He was only in the first level of the True Spirit Realm, and he had such adaptability, and already had the wisdom to become a strong man.

Zheng! Zheng!

As Zhao Yun opened his eyes, his attack was much fiercer. The sword was torn with thunder and lightning, the sound of the sword intertwined with the thunder, the sword technique and the sword intention danced together. It was an ordinary sword, but it was actually unpredictable, and even the little money fans were shocked. color.

Defeated, she was defeated all the way.

It wasn't her swordsmanship that wasn't exquisite enough, it was the monster opposite her, but she stuck to the rules, and all her moves were broken, and every single one of her swords fell inferior.

pound!

The blow collided, and Daydream stepped back.

Zheng!

Zhao Yun became strong, his body was like a giant, and he was almost invisible. The thunder assisted the wind, and the wind assisted the thunder. The tip of the sword pierced the air, and its power was devastating.

The little money fan frowned.

She seemed to be unable to block this sword. The power of the sword was so strong that she was in a trance for a moment. She seemed to have lost sight of Zhao Yun, only to see a dazzling sword light and an invisible sword intention, which made her body sting inexplicably. .

The old man in sackcloth also frowned.

Zhao Yun's sword is obviously a sure kill, and its power is extraordinary. The little money fan has lost his mind. In this situation, if he doesn't react, if Zhao Yun can't hold back, it is really possible that the daydream will be stopped with one sword. It's not a joke.

Zheng!

The sound of the sword was piercing, and when the tip of the sword was only an inch away from Day Meng's eyebrows, Zhao Yun's sword stopped, the sword's light was gone, and the sword's intent was gone in an instant.

It was he who sheathed his sword.

Daydream's face was quite pale, but Zhao Yun had to stop him.

"I still underestimate you."

The old man in sackcloth secretly clicked his tongue. The boy could actually hold back such a strong sword and such a strong sword intention. Moreover, he could handle it so accurately. If he didn't have an extremely high understanding of the sword, he would never be able to do it. .