Eternal Gate

"When you cry."

Zhao Yun ignored the dry mountain, put in pieces of iron, and methodically tempered.

He has a sky thunder, so why not refine the iron chain to the essence.

As for the proportional distribution and the fusion of iron juice, Kushan can do it, but can he not do it? Moreover, it will be more perfect. The refining technique taught by the Moon God is not for display. Based on experience, I want to defeat me. I'm afraid it is too beautiful.

"A lot of beautiful girls."

The Moon God woke up, and was stretching her waist.

"Ok."

Zhao Yun said softly, and when he was done, he stuffed a rag into his mouth. Today is a big scene, but you can't let the Moon God be blinded, he wants a face.

He still understands the Moon God.

It is also thanks to him that he moves fast enough, otherwise, the scene will be very lively.

"Push a rag into your mouth, what's the truth?"

"The old man pinches and counts, it should be his rule of refining the device."

"Is there such a rule?"

The sighs came and went one after another, not knowing what Zhao Yun meant, even the dry mountain on the opposite side raised his eyebrows, that little real spiritual realm was not doing normal things everywhere.

Hum!

Amidst the discussion, Zhao Yun also began to merge.

"You can raise more."

The most restless thing is the opposite dry mountain, knowing which step is the hardest for refining, and can't tolerate the slightest distraction, but he, nominally chatting, is actually disturbing Zhao Yun's state of mind, and an inattentive person will be wrong. , The rank is greatly reduced. As for him, he is familiar with the road, even in an extremely difficult step, he can still be distracted. For so many years, refining is not a waste of time.

Today this is a pediatrics.

"Senior's wealth is blocked, what else can you bet on."

Zhao Yun took the rag, replied casually, and talked about multi-tasking things. He often did it, let alone chatting, even if it was Chu Na cursing his mother, he was not counseled.

"Old man's refining technique." Kushan smiled faintly.

"You don't need your refining skills, just listen to the juniors sent for ten years." Zhao Yun smiled, "If the seniors win, the juniors' ten years will belong to the seniors."

"Boy, what a courage."

"It's rare for seniors to visit the ancient city of Forgotten, so you have to make seniors have a good time?" Zhao Yun smiled, but there was a sneer in his heart. This is what you rushed up, you can't blame Lao Tzu.

"The old man should."

Kushan smiled playfully. He was the pinnacle of Xuanyang. He had no reason to lose. He was not afraid of Zhao Yun. Ten years of years were equivalent to one more free labor.

"Free labor in the Xuanyang Realm."

If you say that they are all craftsmen, what Kushan thinks, and what Zhao Yun thinks, really want to go together, the craftsman of Xuanyang realm, let him put him in the Zhao family's bargaining, it will last ten years. The money earned is also very impressive.

"These two, the more you gamble, the bigger!"

The spectators shook their tongues, as if they had already overwhelmed the off-court gambling!

"You said, what should I do if that guy is shameless."

The fat old man stroked his beard, which was very meaningful.

"What can I do, talk about ideals!"

Zhuge Xuan Dao is really knowledgeable. He is holding an iron sword and wiping, and sometimes he breathes a sigh of relief. When the matter is finished, he will continue to wipe with a rag.

Well...!

Zhao Yun snorted, his face pale.

In fact, this is acting.

Without superb acting skills, wherever you go to catch a big fish, Dry Mountain is the big fish.

Wait!

That guy is unwilling to be lonely and will continue to raise.

"Zhao Yun is afraid he can't hold it anymore."

"That's right, he is only a true spiritual realm, and the refining tool is extremely mental."

"Whether we can carry it to the end is unknown."

The hypothesis created by someone who is possessed by the drama has deceived many spectators, and he is also to blame for his good acting skills. Anyone who watches it will not realize that he has reached the limit.

In such circumstances, it is very likely that the refining device will fail.

What he wants is this situation, catch the big fish! The scene also keeps up.

"You can raise more."

Unwilling to be lonely, Dry Mountain smiled once again, Zhao Yun's expression of effort, he had a panoramic view, that little Wu Xiu, could not hold it, that had to work harder, in the eyes of outsiders, this is to beat Zhao Yun. Where's the powerless to stand up!

It's been blocked for ten years, come back?

If you gamble again, you will be gambled!

"It seems that Senior really doesn't want to leave." Zhao Yun smiled tiredly.

"Why, afraid?"

"If you want to bet like this, it's a price: your life."

"The old man should."

hiss!

The air-conditioning sound filled the audience.

Really bet your life!

These two crazy men.

It was originally the battle between Zhao and Liu's family. Now, Kushan seems to be a bit on the top. I don't know, I thought he and Zhao Yun had a **** feud? A good refining showdown. Will it end when I really need to see blood?

At this moment, even Yang Xiong shook his tongue.

Kushan has great courage, the disciple of the royal family is also a man!

"Baked out."

But Wenkushan shouted violently, and the fire disappeared suddenly.

Then, there was a hum of knives.

What he trained was a golden sword with vertical and horizontal vigour, and the blade's light seemed to be looming. The brilliant golden light showed the power of domineering. Just looking at the appearance, it was enough to bluff.

"Good knife."

The child with purple hair let out a bluff, not to mention Dry Mountain. The knife he made is indeed of rank. The craftsman who has been famous for decades is really not a cover. He carried the knife to cut people, more than cutting. Watermelon is easy.

"Good knife."

"If you can use low-level materials to make a knife of this level, Master Kushan has a well-deserved reputation. Look at the blade body, look at the blade, and look domineering!"

"It's right to charge him."

There were a lot of cheers at the scene, and there were many people who knew the goods. Some people had thought to themselves that after the test, they bought the knife. It was much better than the ones sold in the market.

"Barely enough to see."

Yang Xiong stroked his beard. The sword was a good one, but it didn't fall into his eyes. He wanted to see the weapon cast by Zhao Yun. He was so confident and the weapon must be good.

Not over yet.

The iron juice has melted into a weapon and needs to be polished well.

lb! lb! lb!

This is also a technical job, but Dry Mountain is very good at it. The beast fire has become a hammer, an illusory hammer, transformed by flames, striking golden knives again and again.

When I get older, people are very energetic.

The main thing is that there are bets, and after this competition, he will have a lot of gains. The more he wants to get stronger, the more rhythmic and pounding of the flame hammer, he just wants to practice as soon as possible, and compete as soon as possible, and then, Just sit and collect the spoils.

Zheng!

With a clank, Zhao Yun's stove also dispersed.

It is a black sword.

His weapon came out, there was no big movement, everything was flat, except for the sound of a sword, there was nothing else, not even the sword light, it was a semi-finished product if anyone looked at it. It is clumsy.

"That's it?"

"True Spirit Realm Refining Master, that's what it takes."

"It's not good looking!"

"You said that the same material was selected, and the golden sword was made for Ma Kushan, but the black sword made by Zhao Yun was the truth."

"The proportions of the materials are different, and the colors are different."

"It's not important. What's important is that Zhao Yun is about to lose and is waiting to receive the money."

"I knew Yakushan a long time ago."

Most of the spectators have already got up, and the two crafting masters in the duel have already cast weapons. With one sword and one sword, they are in sharp contrast. One is shining with golden light and the other is dark. As long as there is no water in the brain, they know which one is weak and which is strong. .

"Look at you high."

Kushan was full of contempt, and he didn't bother to look at it. Heibula's sword was ugly and ugly. How could it be compared with his golden sword, he was a really good weapon.

"Stable."

Liu Cangkong smiled and stroked his beard, refining weapons for a showdown. The Zhao family's barracks, three hundred thousand taels of silver, plus the sky thunder... All the bets belonged to the Liu family. He was thinking about it and went to Zhao Jiala. When you have money, you should send a few carriages!

"Retroverted?"

The fat old man murmured, looked at Zhao Yun's black sword, looked and looked again, there was nothing surprising, it was just an ordinary sword, and it was dark and touching.

"Ku Shan is going to lose,"

Zhuge Xuandao talked a long way, no need to look at the sword, just look at Zhao Yun’s attitude, from beginning to end, the servant was calm and calm, there was no panic, he knew the Zhao family, the servant was deeply hidden, the so-called no Moving like a mountain, it is difficult to know its yin and yang. The disciples taught by Hongyuan are like his master. He already has a certain temperament that is number one in the world. He can see it clearly.

lb! lb!

Zhao Yun was also polishing his weapons, but he was holding Thunder's hammer, and the crisp sound was still very pleasing.

The ugly appearance does not mean that the sword is also clumsy.

People who don't know the goods can't see the profoundness of this sword, it's very hanging.

"His sword doesn't need to be polished!"

"I don't like to listen to what you said. It's still not comparable, the number can be known."

"If he wins, I stand upside down and eat shit."

It's still that talent. Every time a big scene, he will come to such a sentence, such as this line, I don't know how many times it has been talked about, and I am not optimistic about Zhao Yun at all.

"Handstand and eat shit."

Zhuge Xuan Dao put his hand in his hand, and the fat old man stroked his beard. Even Lao Xuankong and Yang Xiong's expressions were very meaningful, and they all had their brains open and imagined the scene.

I don't know when, the pounding sound disappeared.

Kushan was the first to complete, a golden knife, golden mansions all around.

Then it was Zhao Yun.

Compared with the golden sword, his black sword is very inferior, and nothing is outstanding.

"I can't help myself."

Kushan smiled and didn't look at Zhao Yun when he arrived.

boom!

Amidst the noise, a sturdy man stepped onto the battlefield. His arms were naked and his muscles were like earthworms. He showed explosive power. At first glance, he knew that he was specializing in the flesh, and he slapped him. Individuals can bear it.

"Can't hold it."

Zhao Yun glanced at it for the first time and confided this sentence in his heart.

The same is true spiritual realm.

Fighting strength with this, he almost did it.

"Two, but there is more to say."

The sturdy man spoke with a rough voice.

"If there is nothing required, the weapons comparison will begin."

"Good to say."

Kushan threw a golden knife at random.

"Good to say."

Zhao Yun was also casual, throwing a sword.

Zheng! Hum!

The sturdy man raised his hand and took the Golden Sword from Dry Mountain. When he was receiving Zhao Yun's sword, he had miscalculated the weight, and he didn't pick it up, and he staggered one step.

"What a heavy sword."

The sturdy man was surprised. From the outside, the black sword was light and light, but only when he held it in his hand, he knew that this seemingly light sword was much heavier than expected.

"Hurry up."

Many people couldn't bear to urge them, waiting for the cashier.

"The sound of your sword breaking, it should be very beautiful." Kushan jokingly smiled.

"Your knife is pretty good-looking."

After Zhao Yun said, he gagged again.

Indeed, the golden knife looked very dazzling, but it was limited to dazzling.

boom!

The sturdy man stood firm, holding a sword in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, which would cause the two weapons to collide. Naturally, he couldn't move the true element. This is the rule of the weapons competition. So many people watched it, it is obviously impossible to cheat. There is no need to cheat, the former city lord said, be fair, absolutely fair.

Zheng! Hum!

Under the attention of the public, the big-shaped man raised his hand, chopped the sword with the sword, and also chopped the sword with the sword. Whoever made the weapon is better. After touching it, you can know.

lb! Click!

The metal collision sound is very crisp, and the clicking sound is even more harsh.

Black sword, intact.

The golden knife broke on the spot.