Eternal Gate

"Come here, sit here."

It was still the meeting place, still crowded with people.

Today, there are more people than yesterday, all of them come in groups of three to five. Things gather in groups, and people are divided into groups, such as Su Yu and Yang Feng, sitting together; such as Wei Teng and Zheng Ming, they are looking for land. The children get together and meet each other, the smell of gunpowder is not ordinary.

"Come on, bet more and pay more, bet less and pay less."

Old Chen Xuan came very early, carrying his gaming table.

The disciples and elders gave face, and the shadows surrounded by the inner three floors and the outer three floors.

"Today's competition is strength."

Too many people have chosen a location, waiting for the show to begin.

The disciples of the new sect entered one by one, especially the group of evildoers. Every time they walked in, they attracted the attention of all quarters, and the proud girl of heaven, Chu Wushuang, was still the one that was highly anticipated. Since entering, she has not seen her speak. Sit down and close your eyes to rejuvenate, with a unique sense of coldness and arrogance.

"You said, how many places the physical strength of Tianling scored."

"At least the top ten, if you are lucky, maybe the top three."

"I am more optimistic about Xiao Wunian."

The drama has not yet started, and the discussion has become a tide.

There is also the name Ji Hen, which is also ringing one after another, too many people are talking about it secretly, mainly because the goods were too popular yesterday, the same level of battle, one move defeated Wei Chuan.

At this moment, Wei Chuan was still chirping on the hospital bed.

In general, the atmosphere is still very hot, and there are signs of a grand event.

While talking, Wu Xuantong had arrived, and Xu didn't sleep well last night, and came in with a yawn.

After that, Yun Yan, Mu Qinghan, Tao Xianzi, and Linglong.

Zhao Yun was not seen.

"Ji Hen didn't come?" Many people raised their eyebrows.

"Yesterday was in the past, there is no luck today."

"Don't make trouble, he is a little good."

There was another discussion, and many people looked at Yunyan's seat.

Yun Yan seemed to be okay, so she sat down and took out the ancient book, flipping through it leisurely.

"Xinzong disciple, come on stage to draw lots."

With Wu Xuantong's words, the noise suddenly disappeared.

Fifty-three figures filed on stage, but the Ji mark of Zizhufeng was missing.

"Junior Sister Yun, where is Ji Hen?" Wu Xuantong asked.

"coming."

Without waiting for Yunyan's answer, Zhao Yun was seen walking into the venue.

His appearance is not beautiful, to be precise...it's a bit miserable. He covered his old waist with one hand and his face with the other. He walked with a limp, and was wiping nosebleeds all the way. He had a blue forehead and a swollen face. The black hair that should be like a waterfall at the moment is unkempt as a chicken coop. If an old hen is placed, it might be able to incubate the egg and behave like a bear.

"What the **** is this." Su Yu asked.

"It fell." Zhao Yun returned and wiped another nosebleed.

"Then you...you fell hard enough." Yang Feng heard a dry smile.

"Fantasy, you wait for me."

"Devil, you wait for me."

"Yunyan, you wait for me."

Zhao Yun limped, but cursed in his heart.

Yunyan sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, only inadvertently glanced at Zhao Yun, and then made you bother.

"Which one of your eyes saw me bothered."

Although Zhao Yun didn't say a word, his dark face represented everything.

According to the words of the Moon God, you deserve it, don't give it to the door for nothing, don't beat anyone else, learn from the young and old next door, and think about the cabbage, why are you not on the road at all!

Zhao Yun finally went to the battlefield.

No one, his halo at the moment is more shining than Chu Wushuang's.

No way, there are so many people present, because he is dazzling, the shape is dazzling, the footprints on the robe are equally dazzling, each of the footprints are small and graceful, and they are women's feet at a glance.

"The old man pinched and counted and was beaten by Yunyan."

Wu Xuantong stroked his beard, so he gave his disciple a bearish look.

"Does it hurt?" Mu Qinghan looked back and glanced at Zhao Yun.

"It doesn't hurt." Zhao Yun wiped another nosebleed.

"Does it hurt?"

"You know you still ask." Zhao Yun helped Mu Qinghan to stand firm.

"Draw lots."

Wu Xuantong cleared his throat and attracted his eyes to this side.

"Tian Ling Ling Ling Ling, let me draw Ji Hen."

Whenever there is a lottery, there must be some people to put the gods and gods aside.

Zhao Yun glanced at those goods, I was very angry today, it is best not to run into me.

After the fifty-four jade medals were drawn, they were hung on the wall.

"Yes, I have to kneel this time."

Sikong Jiannan grinned for a while and ran into Xiao Wunian.

"You said yesterday that you want to vent your anger." Mu Zhaoxue squinted at Jian Nan.

"His little bald head is too bright and dazzling." Jian Nan's reply was very fresh and refined.

"Did you run out of luck?"

Mu Qinghan murmured while looking at the jade medal in the battle.

I don't blame her for this, because this time she is going to face the body of the heavenly spirit.

She admits that she can't beat Liu Ruyue.

Before Zhao Yun looked, he limped off the stage while clutching his old waist.

Still the same sentence, as long as it's not Chu Wushuang, just come along with the rest.

Before returning to his seat at Zizhufeng, he came to Chen Xuan's side to avoid another blast.

"Why did Junior Sister beat you."

Old Chen Xuan asked casually while counting his money.

"She is in a bad mood today..." Zhao Yun took a deep breath.

"Women! There are always three or five days a month." Chen Xuan's words didn't know whether they were comforting or gloating, but he smiled cheerfully, obviously the latter.

"Chu Wushuang, Li Yue, come on stage."

"I... abstained."

As soon as Wu Xuantong called out his name, he heard a person's timid words.

The master had already explained that he ran into Chu Wushuang and simply abstained from voting. There was nothing shameful.

This guy is obedient.

"Hun Yin, get out."

Before Wu Xuantong called someone, Lin Xie jumped onto the battle platform.

That's right, his opponent is still Yin Soul.

"If you have a grudge, you can't fight like this!" Mo said that the disciples, the elders all sighed.

Since the start of the Xinzong Grand Competition, these two talents have been aiming very accurately every time. If they say that they are not true love, and the ghosts don't believe it, they might become brothers.

"Come."

With a loud shout, Yin Soul crashed onto the battlefield.

The enemy was extremely jealous when he met, and he didn't say a lot of nonsense. He started doing it on the spot, a blood churning, and a true essence surging. The opening was a big move. They didn't hide it, and they all went to death.

"If it weren't for killing his father, could he fight this Heat?"

Quite a lot of elders are stroking their beards, these two juniors are really noisy.

In other words, they can't meet each other, they must fight each other, and they can have a date wherever they go.

Zhao Yun didn't look at it, still burying his head and wiping nosebleeds.

"That kid Tang Hao is not annoying." Old Chen Xuan said with a smile.

Zhao Yun understood what he meant. He had already seen the match cards, and his opponent was Young Master Tang Sect.

"This time, I can't win!" Chen Xuan squeezed his beard.

"Old man, you know why I sit here or not." Zhao Yun said.

"Why?"

"It's convenient to get money later."

"Face is a good thing." Chen Xuan's eyes became slanted.

Zhao Yun is too lazy to talk nonsense, waiting for the 10% discount when the fight is over?

boom! boom! boom!

The rumbling on the battle platform continued, and blood was everywhere.

The battle between Lin Xie and Yin Hun was so tragic that it wasted an opportunity for resurrection. Whoever loses is destined to be eliminated. Naturally, it is also for private vengeance.

"it is good."

The two fought fiercely and howling loudly below.

Today's second scene, the atmosphere was so lively, worthy of the vast scene.

A well-matched battle, three hundred rounds.

At this point, they have not yet been able to tell the victory or defeat. The two have not died, but the war is getting fiercer. The war is fierce. The spectators are trembling, and the sword marks all over their bodies are overflowing with blood.

puff!

In the 400th round, Yin Hun lost a half move.

It was this half trick that made him fall from the battle platform in blood.

puff!

Then it was Lin Xie, even though he was on the battlefield, he fell headlong, hurting too much.

"The battle between the two... was wonderful."

The spectators below judged Lin Xie and Yin Soul in this way.

Let’s ask, which opponent is there that can last as long as the two of them. In the first game, Yin Soul lost half a move and went up in the resurrection match; in the second game, Lin Xie lost half a move and was resurrected. The game went up, this third game should be the one that ended, and Lin Xie won.

"Jiannan, Wunian, come on stage."

Wu Xuantong shouted again, and the tone of Jiannan was particularly strong.

Sikong Jiannan squinted at him. My surname is Sikong, and bring me the last name next time.

When it was done, the goods raised their hands, "I abstained."

These words amused the people present.

I still remember yesterday, if this product was going to vent his anger to his wife, he abstained today.

Abstain, then abstain! These three words, what he shouted was a domineering side leak, and he didn't even persuade him.

"Your little bald head is so annoying."

Sikong Jiannan cursed secretly, and the scolding was Su Yu.

Is it easy for me to be married? He was rounded up by him alone.

"Personality is very important."

Su Yu is knowledgeable in speaking and is still a philosophy of life.

"Mu Qinghan and Liu Ruyue, come on stage."

Wu Xuantong spoke again, yelled his name, and looked at the two sides separately, looked at Yunyan, and also looked at Yunfeng. This scene should be very memorable, the twin sisters...their disciples, should Yes, some fight, but in his opinion, Mu Qinghan and Liu Ruyue are almost doing it right.

"Try your best, winning or losing is not important." Yunyan said leisurely.

"Understood." Mu Qinghan stepped down and landed on the battlefield.

Liu Ruyue is in no particular order, still graceful, or full of haze.

"To lose!" Zhao Yun took a deep breath.

They are all special bloodlines, but Mu Qinghan and Liu Ruyue's background is still quite different.

"It's okay, there will be a resurrection match later." Chen Xuan said, continuing to count the silver.

"Old man, if Tianzong discovers the devil's family, what should I do?" Zhao Yun asked.

"How can I deal with it, one will destroy the other." Old Chen Xuan shrugged.

Zhao Yun was silent for three to five seconds, then he stopped talking.

I wanted to shake the dream, but I gave it up after thinking about it.

Fantasy dreams are not terrible. What's terrible is the Devil Family. It really exposes the fantasy dream to the Heavenly Sect. The Devil will be mad, and the Demon Family will not give up, and for him, it is indeed not a good situation.

Cooperation benefits both, and the enemy hurts both.

He still agrees with Fantasy Dream.

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