Eternal Gate

"You are not qualified to be my opponent." Chu Wushuang's lips lightly opened.

When she spoke, she didn't even open her eyes, and she said indifferently and coldly.

Following her words, a wisp of blue smoke flew out of her body and floated to the battlefield. At a speed visible to the naked eye, she was shaped into a human form inch by inch, just like her Chu Wushuang, with a graceful posture.

"Clone?" The audience raised their eyebrows collectively.

Yes, it's a clone.

As Chu Wushuang had said, Lin Xie was not qualified to be her opponent, and was only worthy to fight with her.

Contempt, naked. Naked contempt.

"It's really **** dazzling." Jian Nan grinned.

"She has this capital." Su Yu let out a dry smile, "Human! You can't accept it."

"What a clone."

Zhao Yun murmured, looking at the clone of Chu Wushuang. I don't know how much combat power he inherited. Even if it is a clone, his heavenly eyes are hard to see through. There is a unique mysterious power that isolates prying eyes. This is just a clone. If you want to see Chu Wushuang's deity, don't even think about it.

The most embarrassing thing was Lin Xie.

For many years, fighting with his peers for three days or two, or being scorned like this for the first time, the deity hasn't moved, using the clone. It seems that he is only worthy of fighting with the clone.

"Girl, you..." Wu Xuantong looked at Chu Wushuang.

"If the clone is defeated, I am defeated." Chu Wushuang said lightly.

With this, she was so dazzling that she added a layer of halo.

What a courage!

If this is defeated, how big a person must be lost!

However, since she dared to say this, she was sure of winning.

"So, go to war."

Wu Xuantong set his hand, and stepped aside from the field.

Having hosted so many rounds of the Big Competition, this is a wonderful work, and actually replaced the deity with a clone.

Everyone looked at the battle platform.

Lin Xiewei stood still, vigorous and radiant, with full combat power, black hair like a waterfall, dancing up to the sky, without the slightest concealment, moving the strongest foundation since the big competition.

On the other hand, Chu Wushuang's avatar, standing lightly, full of haze, rain and mist, at first glance, there is also a dreamlike mood, undyed clothes, like a fairy in the painting.

"Sister, you are offended."

Lin Xie yelled, and attacked first. The shot was a big move. He pierced the Changhong with a sword, blessed the true essence, and engraved the power of blood. He was like a wind and a sword, and it was as powerful as a sword.

The spectators looked sideways and looked at Chu Wushuang's clone.

Lin Xie made a move, but she was like an okay person, like an ice sculpture, motionless.

Zheng!

Lin Xie's sword has arrived between the lightning and flint.

At this point, Chu Wushuang's clone raised his hand steadily, only stretched out two jade fingers, and unbiasedly clamped the tip of Lin Xie's sword. The true essence of the jade finger was overflowing, and Lin Xie's sword power was instantly removed. .

"So strong?" The audience was shocked.

The enchanting disciple and the true body of Yinbing, such as Liu Ruyue, Ruwunian... all showed shock.

Silent like an ink knife, but also full of jealousy.

Warlike, he also swallowed.

Lin Xie's battle strength was not weak, and the pinnacle sword was actually a clone of Chu Wushuang, and it was easily resolved. No wonder the master had already explained that once he ran into Chu Wushuang, he would just admit defeat.

The most shocking thing was Lin Xie, no matter how violently his true essence surged, it would be difficult for him to penetrate half a point.

"Guo is a monster."

Zhao Yun took a deep breath and opened the curtain since the Grand Prix of the New Sect. For the first time, he showed a touch of jealousy. It was not for Chu Wushuang's clone, but for Chu Wushuang's deity. It was really outrageous!

The elders are fairly calm.

If she knew that girl was against the sky, she didn't seem too shocked.

Zheng!

Under the attention of everyone, Chu Wushuang's clone jade finger flicked.

The sword in Lin Xie's hand trembled after being bounced, causing Lin Xie to flip all the way.

Whoosh!

Chu Wushuang's avatar followed like a shadow, and his body was so strange that Zhao Yun frowned.

While talking, Lin Xie had already landed.

Before he could stand firmly, Chu Wushuang's clone arrived, and he pointed at the center of his eyebrows.

"I... lost." Lin Xie laughed at herself.

It was Chu Wushuang's clone that left his hand.

I really want to destroy him, one finger can penetrate his forehead.

When his words fell, Chu Wushuang's clone turned into a wisp of blue smoke and dissipated on the battle platform.

"too strong."

Over ninety-nine percent of the disciples present were all hit, and they defeated Lin Xie with only one clone and one move. What a strength this is! It’s no wonder that people are arrogant, they have arrogant capital. Let’s ask which disciple present can defeat Lin Xie with a single blow. Except for her, Chu Wushuang, I’m afraid I can’t find a second, the little niece of the female handsome family. Negative **** level hangs.

Zhao Yun was silent, but he was not shocked.

What Chu Wushuang can do, he can do the same.

Just not sure how strong Chu Wushuang's deity is.

In the first duel, it came quickly, and it went quickly.

After Lin Xie stepped down, she sat silent for a long time, and she couldn't raise her head because of the shock.

"It's not shameful to lose to her." Su Yu patted Lin Xie.

"The problem is, where did you lose to the clone! It's still a move." Jian Nanyi was still unfinished.

The surname Chu is too strong.

"Look, it's up to you." Zi Yan patted Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun received his **** and stepped onto the battlefield.

In no particular order, there is a female disciple, female disciple in Tsing Yi, who was in the resurrection match yesterday. In order to buy time for the brother, the younger sister who defeated Mo Dao still had the background.

"Junior Brother Ji, you won't throw me!" Qingyi female disciple smiled.

"Don't fall." Zhao Yun smiled dryly.

"then you....."

"Ji Hen... continue."

Before the female disciple Tsing Yi could speak again, she was interrupted by Jian Nan.

The goods threw something on the stage, landing duangduang sound.

What a throw! He threw a black iron rod, the kind with enough weight.

"Do you want to die!"

"Don't pinch me! I borrowed a weapon from him."

"Borrow, I will let you borrow."

Before the battle started, the audience started to make noise.

Nai Mu Zhaoxue has already pushed Jiannan down, what's wrong with throwing a steel rod?

"I am very relieved to have this younger generation."

The male elders present collectively stroked their beards, saying that they were focused.

Most of the male disciples are coughing, that iron rod...the more you look at it, the more eye-catching it gets.

"shameless."

The female disciples showed fire in their beautiful eyes, and they did not shy away from cursing.

The eyes of the female elders were particularly gloomy, as if they knew the meaning.

"Why... throw an iron rod."

Man Teng scratched his head and took a look at this.

Regardless of the size of the person, in fact... he is still an innocent pepper.

"Iron rods can be used to hit people."

Su Yu took a deep breath, and the explanation was very fresh and refined.

How about it is Jiannan Lei! An iron stick, straightened out to the people present.

The atmosphere was once embarrassing.

Zhao Yun is an individual talent, so he really took an iron rod.

It's just that he stuffed the Lord of the Rings, and brought up the stick at this time... out of place.

"Scumbag."

Looking at the opposite side, the female disciple's cheeks in Tsing Yi were already flushed, and there were flames blooming in her beautiful eyes. She didn't know whether she was ashamed or angry. She who was reserved on weekdays also burst into a swear word.

"I didn't throw it away." Zhao Yun was wronged!

This is to blame him.

As long as he talks about martial arts, there is no such thing as today.

Zheng!

The female disciple of Tsing Yi was embarrassed and furious, and shot a sword on the spot.

Furious, she is really a tigress with violent hair. The sword is powerful and the aura is violent enough. This sword is very powerful, at least in the eyes of the audience, it is powerful enough and a killer trick.

Zhao Yun did not move.

He didn't turn sideways until the tip of the sword was only three inches away from him.

Avoid it easily.

The female disciple of Tsing Yi pierced the air with a sword, revealing a flaw.

Zhao Yun couldn't let go of this flaw, and grabbed the female disciple's wrist with one hand.

When it was over, the spectators all looked up.

Damn it, don’t you fall? Yeah, the waist and the horse are one again.

Indeed, Zhao Yun didn't fall, swiped around the female disciple, and threw it directly off the platform.

One trick... solved the battle.

Although the female disciple of Tsing Yi was dropped on the battlefield, she landed steadily.

Even so, her cheeks are crimson enough, her beautiful eyes are still tinged with flames. Compared with that iron rod, she doesn't care whether she can advance or not. That's really annoying.

"I didn't throw it away." When Zhao Yun stepped down, he was still calling injustice in his heart.

In any case, he won, and by the way... got another hit.

Looking at the divine assist named Jiannan, Zhao Xue hammer's black nose and face were swollen.

"what does it mean!"

Man Teng saw from the beginning to the end, but didn't figure out what was going on.

The scene...he is the biggest one.

However, everyone has a driver's license, but he doesn't, and he doesn't know where to drive.

Here, Zhao Yun has found a place to sit down, next to Old Chen Xuan.

That old man, his old face is no longer a face, this little thorn old man named Ji Hen won again, which is really weird, so many enchanting disciples just hit a weak one.

Zhao Yun is very sensible, and the bag was put on the gaming table yesterday.

"Win, I will let you win."

Just like yesterday, Mr. Chen Xuan rubbed the flat banknotes into a ball next to each other, rubbed one another and scolded, Ji Hen won, but he lost, and he couldn’t lift his head. Up.

Zhao Yun refused to come, and it was nothing if you knead it together, just don't tear it.

boom!

There was another bang on the stage.

Nai Mo Dao, although people are silent, the power is unparalleled.

Looking at his opponent, it was a bit embarrassing. Those who have been on the battlefield have blood in their evil spirits, which ordinary people can't hold them. There is also the kind of arrogance of Mo Dao, which is enough to scare people.

war!

His roar filled the air.

The subsequent sound of a knife slammed his so-called aura, and the ink knife shot was always simple and neat, and the sword was incomparable, and the battle ended with one blow.

"Come."

Before Mo Dao was off the court, Man Teng's servant jumped up.

His opponent is a master who doesn't recognize counseling, and he's also an extremely militant kind. He doesn't believe in evil and has a similarly cultivated body, so you just stand taller, and when I do it, it's also very violent.

It's okay if you don't believe in evil, and everything will be a cloud after a fight.

Man Teng's anger was as big as ever, and he suffered half-discomfort.

According to his statement, no matter who fights with me, I will treat him as Ji Hen, beat him to death, and get kicked. The younger brother is unhappy all over, so I have to find someone to throw the fire.

Two words...comfortable.

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Something is delayed, the update is late. There are chapters to follow, so I'll be a bit late.

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