Eternal Gate

"This time it's good."

The laughter in the meeting was like this, one after another.

They were all the people who had bet on Ji Hen to lose. After waiting for so long, they finally won a game. Many people are looking for bags and waiting for money? Ji Hen is too hot, and the odds are still quite high.

"Little True Spirit Realm, don't you kneel this time?"

Talents such as Wei Teng are clamoring again.

In fact, for them, it doesn't matter whether you have a face or a face, as long as you can watch Ji Hen make a fool of yourself, it is more enjoyable than anything, then Chu Wushuang, if you don't believe you can win, you can be beaten.

"A group of teasers."

Su Yu and Sikong Jiannan and the others squinted collectively.

Was it embarrassing to lose the True Spirit Realm to Chu Wushuang? It's okay even if you abstain! What's so fun about this, a group of beam jumping clowns, one by one bluffing loudly, there is a way to find Ji Hen to fight!

"In your opinion, it can last a few rounds." Linglong smiled.

"Being able to defeat Manteng, ten rounds shouldn't be a problem." Tao Fairy smiled.

After all, they both looked at Yunyan.

Yun Yan smiled, "Even if you lose, you won't be ashamed."

Good luck or strength.

Her little disciple, reaching the semi-finals with the real spiritual realm, is already proud enough.

She was very pessimistic, but Zhao Yun watched, everyone else stepped down, but he was still on the battlefield. Not only did he draw the strongest Chu Wushuang, but it was also the first game of this round.

Wu Xuantong looked at Chu Wushuang, "Girl, it's time for you to play."

Chu Wushuang didn't answer, and another wisp of blue smoke flew out of his body. With a breeze blowing onto the battle platform, a avatar was formed inch by inch, and the spirit glow was overflowing, and it carried a kind of haziness.

The implication is still so obvious: you...only worth fighting with my clone.

"Use a clone again?" Old Chen Xuan twitched his lips with an ominous premonition.

"Hit him... Clone is enough." Too many elders stroked their beards, each with a deep expression, and the explanations of the disciples were similar. It was only a real spiritual realm, so why not need the deity to play.

Such a thing is also expected.

During the previous battle with Lin Xie, Chu Wushuang had done it once before.

Qing Yao shook her head and smiled secretly. She didn't know if it was Chu Wushuang's arrogance or underestimating Zhao Yun. She actually sent a clone. The deity might not have ever fought Zhao Yun when he went up. Let alone a clone, the tallest girl in heaven. I really don't know there are people outside, there are heaven outside the sky.

"Frozen, throw it away!"

Jiannan glanced at Su Yu and knew that the man was carrying an iron rod.

Say yes, if Ji Hen throws an iron rod on the female disciple, it will be persuaded.

"Counsel a little better, counsel a little safe."

Su Yu took a deep breath and stuffed the iron rod into the storage charm.

Dare to throw this stick on, Chu Wushuang will beat him to ashes.

"really interesting."

Zhao Yun glanced at Chu Wushuang's clone, and then at Chu Wushuang's deity.

Honestly, I wanted to laugh when I was teased.

I... only worth fighting with you?

Facts proved that in Chu Wushuang's eyes, he was an incompetent opponent.

However, he is very casual.

It doesn't matter whether the deity or the clone... it doesn't matter, he only needs to wake up the Shendan.

Wu Xuantong let out a dry cough, and withdrew his hands and backed out, wanting to see how this defeated Ji Hen can last a few rounds in the hands of Chu Wushuang's clone, maybe, there is a surprise!

He backed away while Zhao Yun was moving his wrist.

Today, I am in a bad mood and want to throw someone.

"Enlightenment!"

Chu Wushuang's avatar lightly opened his lips and said coldly and indifferently.

When the words fell, she took a lotus step, her body was sly, and she was killed in a few moments, with only a slender jade finger, lingering with a touch of colorful light, which looked gorgeous, but extremely powerful, poking at the center of Zhao Yun's eyebrows.

"Is it because I didn't wake up or you didn't take medicine."

Zhao Yun said lightly, and only slightly tilted his head, avoiding a finger easily.

At this moment, he grabbed Chu Wushuang's avatar's wrist with one hand.

boom!

Then he heard the roar of the battle platform, and the rocks collapsed.

The clone should have the consciousness of the clone.

And Zhao Yun, also mercilessly, slammed Chu Wushuang's avatar with one blow, and fell back into a wisp of blue smoke, a whole set of actions, before and after... it was just a moment.

The audience is silent, this is... over?

Chu Wushuang finally opened his eyes and opened his lips slightly, "I look down on you."

"I want to fight with a clone next time, say in advance."

Zhao Yun left a word, turned and walked off the stage, and didn't even look at Chu Wushuang when he spoke.

Ignore, naked. Ignore naked.

"His force is also very dazzling."

Su Yu couldn't help but glanced at Lin Xie.

Lin Xie’s head was buried lower, and he was defeated by Chu Wushuang’s clone in one blow, but at Ji Hen, it was a blow that destroyed Chu Wushuang’s clone. In this way, he was in Ji Hen’s hands. , Can't even survive a trick! The young master of the dignified Tianyang clan was beaten again.

"What to do, I want to laugh." Sikong Jiannan took a deep breath.

"Everyone...all want to laugh." Everyone looked at Zhao Yun, and then at Chu Wushuang.

This time, it should be an attempt to pretend to be forced, and if he wanted to hang with his clone, he was counter-killed by a blow when he arrived. He looked down on the secret method of slamming, but kneeled on the slammer, shattered with one blow!

The posture is too high and loses... it is even more embarrassing.

"The Ji Hen of your house has hidden strength!" Linglong said leisurely.

"I can see it." Yun Yan let out a dry laugh, and only then realized it.

"That means Chu Wushuang was beaten to the wild card match!"

Man Teng's head finally made it so that he told a big truth.

"Standing too high, it's time to let her down and take a walk." Yang Feng smiled.

"Marshal, your niece, this is a scam!"

Old Chen Xuan subconsciously covered his chest. Too many disciples and too many old guys also covered their chests. If the clone lost, the deity lost. This time...Ji Hen won again. It doesn't matter if he wins, I All of us are going bankrupt, the deity go up and fight! What do you use?

"Elder?"

Zhao Yun had arrived and called out tentatively.

"Take it, take it all."

Old Chen Xuan covered his chest with one hand, and took out a handful of cash receipts with one hand. He was too lazy to count, and was too lazy to knead it into a ball. With this skill, it would be easier to spit out the old blood that was brewing. Zhao Yun and Chu Wushuang's grudge, otherwise they must think that these two little babies are pitted money together? So many times in the Xinzong Grand Competition, it was a miserable loss this time, and the coffin was lost.

"The fire hurts my body."

Zhao Yun patted Mr. Chen Xuan, just picking up the banknotes.

But it was not me who pitted you, it was Chu Wushuang who pitted you. I had to fight with a clone. I am not a soft persimmon. I am not a person who can squeeze it. If you look down on people, you must pay a tuition fee.

"It's so nonsense." These words were all over the scene.

This is the end of a must-win game, what kind of clone is used!

Chu Wushuang disapproved of it, and closed his eyes again, with no change in expression. After defeating her clone, she was only qualified to be her opponent. She would let Ji Hen understand...what is powerful.