Eternal gate

boom! boom!

Two explosive symbols exploded, and lightning shot out.

puff!

At this time, the eighth level of Xuanyang was also blown over. The soles of his feet were dripping with blood, and the bones on his legs were full of blood. He also touched the hidden wounds in his body, and a mouthful of domineering blood spurted out.

The main thing is that the step is too accurate.

At this moment, he was not only angry, but also shocked. How could such a small true spirit realm have so many explosive talismans, and each one was fused with overbearing thunder and lightning.

Also, this guy is too calculating.

From the beginning of the war, has it already reached this point? So thoughtful?

Apparently, yes.

Although Zhao Yun is blinded by hatred, he is sober. The opponent is Xuanyang Jing, and he will die if he is reckless. Not only will he not be able to take revenge, he will also be killed.

This state of mind makes even the Moon God sigh.

It's true, there are too many coincidences in the mix of circumstances. The world is so big, to meet the enemy here, maybe, there is such a destiny.

"good very good."

The one-armed old man smiled ferociously and stumbled to regain his balance. Being bombed one after another was really not a good feeling, especially the hidden injuries, which were always biting back at him.

"eye for eye."

Zhao Yun roared and came with the Long Yuan sword in hand, slashing it down with Ling Tian.

"Good sword."

The old man smiled faintly, and with his bare hands, he swung his sword away. Before he could land, the terrifying suction force came again. At the same moment, he spit out a black light from his mouth. With this posture, Zhao Yun would definitely be killed. Wumang penetrates.

"Come."

Zhao Yun gritted his teeth, made a sword secret with one hand, and moved the Zixiao Sword that was inserted diagonally behind the old man. He used the skill of sword control, and then stabbed the old man with the sword.

puff! puff!

Two rays of blood suddenly appeared, Zhao Yun was pierced by the black light, and the old man was pierced by the Zixiao sword. Neither of them could stand firm, one staggered and the other staggered.

ah....!

The old man howled, and his true energy surged, knocking the Zixiao Sword out of his body.

kill!

Zhao Yun stabilized his body, came forward with the Wind God Step, and bumped into the old man's arms. Even though the old man was at the eighth level of Xuanyang, he was staggered by the impact.

Then, the dragon roared incessantly.

Zhao Yun used the Dou Zhan Holy Technique again. It didn't work very well before, but now, the old man's body-protecting essence has been devastated by the explosion talisman. It is no longer an absolute defense. What he is hitting is the cover door. The most important thing is, The old man's secret wound was always poisonous, and in this situation, the other party had to concentrate on suppressing it.

puff! puff!

Bloody light appeared frequently, and even the old man in the Xuanyang realm was beaten to the point of coughing up blood. Zhao Yun's close combat was not only unpredictable, but also fierce and domineering.

"roll."

After all, it was the eighth level of Xuanyang. The foundation was terrifying, and the surge of true energy knocked Zhao Yun upside down. One of his arms collapsed on the spot.

"fry."

While flying horizontally, Zhao Yun let out a sonorous sound.

Fighting at close quarters is fake, but using explosive talismans is real. A martial artist of the old man's level must stick the explosive talisman on his body to use the maximum power.

boom! boom! boom!

Three explosive talismans opened simultaneously, one after another, causing the old man to take three steps back.

His appearance was scary enough, with many bones and bones exposed, and even blood spattering. Looking from a distance, he looked like a bloody man, which was terrifying.

puff!

Compared with him, Zhao Yun was not much better. He could no longer stand still. His left arm was drooped. Blood was flowing down his arm. He was breathing heavily. The injuries in his body made him blurred. If he hadn't gone through physical training, The physical body is strong enough to resist, otherwise it will be shaken to pieces. The eighth level of Xuanyang Realm is too terrifying.

"How many explosive talismans do you still have?"

The old man finally stood firm. When he spoke, there were still strands of blood flowing out of his mouth, which looked like a ghost. Moreover, it was a ghost that had just eaten a person.

boom!

This roar came from above the underground palace.

The old man raised his eyes suddenly.

At this point, I saw that the rock wall of the underground palace was covered with explosive symbols, enough for dozens of them. Such special ones were obviously going to blow up the underground palace!

boom! boom! boom!

When he looked, dozens of explosive symbols had exploded one after another, and the underground palace was shaking suddenly. Pieces of gravel fell from the sky, and it was already about to collapse.

"You want to bury me? Ridiculous."

The old man closed his eyes and stepped in, like a black shadow attacking him.

"Explode." Zhao Yun hissed.

The sound of explosions matched the scene, one after another, not coming from above the ground, but from underground. God knows how many explosive symbols he had buried.

puff! puff!

The old man suffered a big blow. He was bombed frequently during the attack. Before he could reach Zhao Yun, he was bombed and pushed back all the way. He still underestimated Zhao Yun. Doesn't it cost money to explode the talisman? Where the hell did you get so many explosive talismans.

He is a technical pro.

This was the Moon God's judgment on Zhao Yun. She could clearly see this kid's calculations. Whether it was the explosive talisman or the flying sword, every step was calculated quite accurately. The dignified Xuanyang realm was defeated by him all the way. Walking on a lead.

Buzz!

Before the smoke cleared, and before the old man could stand firm, Zhao Yun was already attacking. When he passed by Long Yuan who was leaning on the ground, he casually mentioned it, and it was still a sword called Feng Lei.

puff!

The old man was bleeding again, and Zhao Yun stabbed his chest with a sword, but it was not penetrated. This was because he was in the Xuanyang realm and his physical body was strong enough; because Zhao Yun also lost one of his hands, and he used explosive talismans one after another, and his true energy was gone. Extremely exhausted, this sword looks domineering, but in fact, its power is greatly reduced.

"Good boy."

The old man smiled evilly, and held Long Yuan's sword with one hand, locking it tightly. He did not dare to move his true energy any more. All his energy was used to suppress the backlash of the secret injury in his body. If the secret injury hadn't distracted him, why would he be like this? So miserable.

"eye for eye."

Zhao Yun gritted his teeth, with only a mouthful of true energy left to support him. He held the hilt of the Long Yuan sword tightly and penetrated inch by inch. As long as he could penetrate it, his merits would be complete.

Unfortunately, he couldn't do it.

The injury was so serious that even the last of his true power was exhausted on the spot.

"You can't kill me."

The old man smiled ferociously, and his body trembled violently, knocking Zhao Yun over again.

Long Yuan's sword flew horizontally, and Zhao Yun's arm also flew horizontally.

That's right, one of his arms was blown off, and the blood spurted out in a bloody arc. It not only stung people's eyes, it was extremely tragic.

Even Moon God was silent when he saw this scene.

Since entering Zhao Yun's consciousness, this is the first time I have seen him injured so badly. One arm was crippled, another arm was knocked off, and I don't know how many muscles and veins in his body were severed.

It's obsession that's causing trouble.

He is an obsessive man, risking his life to repay his mother's blood debt. His strategy is correct, and every step is calculated with the utmost accuracy.

However, the eighth level of Xuanyang is too strong.

However, being able to fight to this point is enough to make him proud of the world.

boom!

With a roar, Zhao Yun flew upside down, knocking the stone door at the entrance of the cave into collapse, passing over three to five feet of rocks, and fell into the bottomless abyss.

"It's easier on you."

The old man staggered over and glanced down. In such a deep abyss, even if he fell, he would be smashed into a pulp, let alone a half-dead true spirit state.

puff!

See, he spurted out blood. He couldn't stand firm and almost fell into the abyss. His chest was bleeding, and his whole body was bleeding. In the end, he couldn't suppress the hidden wounds. His cultivation at the eighth level fell all the way. Reached the third level.

"Zhao Yuan." His low roar was full of anger.

In the surprise attack on the Zhao family that year, although Zhao Yuan's wife was killed, he also paid a heavy price. One arm was chopped off, and the hidden wounds in the body were also caused by Zhao Yuan.

It’s been nine years, it’s been nine years of tormenting him.

If not, he would have broken through the Ksitigarbha Realm long ago, why would he be hiding in this abyss.

But, he still made money.

A wife and a son are enough.

As he said, Zhao Yuan was destined to be a loner throughout his life.

Thinking of this, he was so excited that he almost went crazy.