Eternal Gate

hum!

The ten-zhang sword light fell, and the white-clothed Immortal King who split slammed to the ground.

However, he was only kneeling on the ground, and basically did not suffer any substantial damage, just because he had the natal weapon to protect his body, more than 90% of the lethality was resisted by the natal weapon.

As for the remaining less than 10%! No different from scratching.

This is the Immortal King. As long as the natal weapon is still there, it will be very difficult to kill.

Zhao Yun knew this well.

This knife is nothing more than exploring the truth.

"Little Dongxu, watch this old man behead you."

The immortal king in white roared the sky, and killed him with the power of annihilation.

With his palm like a divine knife, he cut open Zhao Yun's chest and dismantled several of Zhao Yun's immortal bones.

"Come out to me!"

Zhao Yun has a unique skill, um... that is, stealing immortals.

After countless evolutions of this method, he has already practiced it to perfection. He was stunned to pull out his natal magic weapon from the body of the white-clothed fairy king. It was a black bronze mirror. He was very conscious and stole the other party's natal weapon. Stuffed into his eternal world at will.

Well...!

The birth weapon was taken away, and the white-clothed fairy king groaned.

That's right, it's not uncomfortable for someone to lose a baby bump!

The dragon swings its tail!

Zhao Yun shouted in his heart, and the golden dragon roared out.

The immortal king in white bleeds on the spot and was thrown out by the dragon's tail.

This blow was enough for him to suffer.

What made him more uncomfortable was still behind.

But when he heard a sword cry, Zhao Yun disappeared in an instant. When he reappeared, the immortal king in white had already fallen to the ground, without the protection of his life weapon, and he could kill him in an instant.

"Damn you." The Immortal King in White pulled away and flew away.

Although his head was beheaded, this guy is still scolding Huanshi.

Zhao Gongzi couldn't see others scolding him, and he was chasing after him.

Exterminate!

The body of the white-clothed Immortal King's tiger trembled, and sword energy came out of his body.

This sword energy is extraordinary, and it should be tempered by the source of the great supernatural power.

Repression!

Zhao Yun drank the sonorous sound as if he didn't care about the sword qi.

He also performed the Immortal Throne, which was even bigger and more dazzling than Misty Rain's. Even if it was illusory, it was as heavy as a mountain, and it smashed down from the sky with its magnificent power.

It's a fight...you hit you, I hit mine.

Zhao Gongzi thinks like this, if you cut me, I will smash you.

The next scene was extremely bloody.

Zhao Yun was struck by a sword, and half of his body collapsed.

The headless immortal king in white clothes was instantly ground into a puddle of flesh, and even the bones were broken into pieces, leaving only an illusory soul that escaped from the broken flesh.

He was stunned and shocked.

With his cultivation base, he was beaten so badly by the younger generation.

Also shocked was the black-clothed Immortal King who fought against Yan Yu.

It has only been a long time since the Kunlun Festival. The former little monk has become so terrifying. With his cultivation in the Void Realm, he has crippled a perfect Immortal King.

"I'm going to make a fortune." Yan Yu smiled happily.

This should be Zhao Yun's first full combat power after he has transformed many times.

What about the Immortal King, it also depends on the background, half-assed is not easy to use.

"Quick... come and save me."

The Immortal King in White was frightened, and the Primordial Spirit fled in desperation.

He was not slow, but Long Yuan seemed to be faster.

This sword has a unique ability, and crossing the space is comparable to an instant lore.

This time, it is controlled by the master, and Zhao Yun is the source of its power. This is the difference between the independent attack and the master's movement. The power and lethality are different.

puff!

The white-robed Immortal King who escaped was nailed to Cang Miao by a sword.

The blood light of the primordial spirit is the power of the primordial spirit that bursts.

seal up!

Zhao Yun choked with one hand and imposed a ban.

But seeing the humming of Longyuan's sword, the Dunjia heavenly characters engraved on his sword body were dyed with golden light and manifested, as if a brand was engraved on the body of the Immortal King, sealing him to death.

what...!

The white-clothed fairy king struggled violently, but he couldn't break free.

Each of these golden characters has a strange power.

It was this strange power that created this terrifying confinement.

"This..." The black-clothed Immortal King's expression suddenly changed.

After all, he was an Immortal King-level teammate, so he was kneeling too fast.

This is a two-on-two lineup, is this a one-on-two?

"Old dog...it's your turn."

Zhao Yun came across the sky with the Immortal Devouring Sword in his hand.

The immortal king in black waved his arms, and a piece of bright stars flew out from his sleeves. ...everything, all tinged with dying light.

I fuck!

Zhao Yun uttered a foul language, chasing too fast and hitting a straight face.

Misty Rain wasn't much better, and was almost smashed to pieces.

kill!

The black-clothed immortal king shouted violently, and wanted to forcefully destroy the two of them.

The magical instruments in the sky collectively bloomed, and the light of extinction flew.

open!

The two have a tacit understanding, and both have a vision of their own destiny.

This thing is still very useful. The overwhelming magical instruments fell into pieces. Many of them blew into pieces before they fell to the ground. Every piece was shining. It was dark at night. The sky is full of stars, pouring down like a rain of light.

puff!

The immortal king in black coughed up blood, and the ghost knows how much backlash he suffered.

His existence is a good explanation of why greed is not enough to chew.

Although there are many ritual instruments, they are not high-quality products. They simply win by quantity. At first glance, they are quite bluffing. Their power and lethality are not bad, but they are not very resistant to fighting.

The black-clothed immortal king is also cowardly, and does not dare to fight hard.

These two are beasts, and the background is too strong.

"Come on, don't leave!"

Zhao Yun appeared like a ghost, and brewed a big move.

As for the misty rain, he became an ace-level assistant, and he applied the Taoist forbidden heaven technique, similar to immobilization.

"Come out too!"

Still stealing immortal art, Zhao Gongzi is getting better and better the more he uses it.

The natal weapon of the Immortal King in Black was also lost inadvertently.

An immortal king without the protection of the natal weapon is a living target.

"Look at the sword, ah!...Look at the sword." Long Yuan snorted.

puff!

The sword was gleaming with blood.

The head of the Immortal King in Black was also cut off.

boom!

Click!

The **** drama was repeated again.

Zhao Yun and Yan Yu cooperated tacitly, tearing down the body of the black-clothed Immortal King to pieces, all the power of extinction, and the cultivation base of the Immortal King, all of which are decorations at this moment.

what...!

The wailing of the Immortal King is more mournful than that of the Specter.

The Immortal King in Black also knelt down and was forcibly banned.

So far.

The ruined mountains and forests were brought to peace.

The two immortal kings eventually became a pair of troubled brothers.

"It's not exciting." Zhao Yun said with a smile.

"Exciting." Yan Yu smiled sweetly.

Can you not be excited to win two Immortal Kings in a battle tonight?

It is the first time she has had such a glorious record since her cultivation.

Although, she is just a soy sauce.

"Dare to kill me, the ancestor will not let you go."

The two immortal kings Yuanshen howled angrily, even knowing that they would move to the backstage.

Zhao Yun didn't listen to the two of them, and one of them came with a soul whip and was sent directly to sleep. The Da Luo Xianzong and the Withered Holy Land have been hostile for a day or two. It seems that there is no difference between letting go and not letting go. There will be no less battles.

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