Eternal Gate

"Auntie of the city lord, dare you?"

Han Ming drank his sonorously, and roared out of depression in his heart.

"Dare you?"

Yu Wenhao smiled faintly, and stood shoulder to shoulder with Han Ming.

Look at Yan Tianfeng, already sitting down.

He was speechless, he thought about himself, with a demeanor, he made a good statement: Bounce, you go on, and when you finish, kill you.

He did not intervene.

I just want to see, how many jinliangs are in my daughter’s mouth, what is the origin, what kind of honor is under the mask,

As for the people who clean up the two cities, he is in no rush.

In the City Lord's Mansion, only a single order is required, and all of them can be won in a flash.

go? Don't leave.

The two old men in Wanggucheng held up their hands again, as if they were no longer ready to take care of them. The steps were all taken down, and the wool was taken care of.

There is still a good show.

To tell the truth, they also want to see what the city lord’s aunt is capable of. The little real spirit is so powerful that he won the favor of Qing Yao. There must be something extraordinary. The most important thing is to see the origin of Zhao Yun. Once the war starts, the tricks will be revealed, and you only need to glance at it to know which one it belongs to.

There is also Liu Ruyue who has the same hope.

From the beginning to the end, she was the most calm one, both the watcher and the observer, and there was nothing like a mate, but it was Qing Yao who brought the bag.

This is not important.

The important thing is that the opponent has already written a challenge, and if you want to take care of the face of the entire city lord mansion, you must challenge it.

The elders in the two cities are the ones who get the most hot.

Not afraid of opponents like gods, but opponents like pigs, so happy to have such a young city master, this is a pitfall for them!

Looking around the small garden, there is already a surging of true essence, God knows how many martial arts have come, not to mention that they are both suppressed at the peak of Xuanyang, even in the Tibetan realm.

Look at Zhao Yun, his eyes swayed from side to side.

The young master of the Zhao family is finding his way, wanting to see where to run. He can fly into the sky and fight two true spirit eightfolds per person. Without moving the talisman, he can't fight and can be the young city master. Although his brain is not so good, his strength is leveraged. He has seen this yesterday.

This fucking.

I didn't even have a glass of wine, and I was directly pushed to the forefront.

The most important thing is that he doesn't want to wade through this muddy water.

Again, he is not alone. Once a war starts, he will show his tricks. Maybe he will be seen by others and cause trouble to his Zhao family.

"Please, help me."

Qing Yao spread the sound again, still holding Zhao Yun's hand, that strength is extraordinary, this challenge book, Zhao Yun must respond, it is related to the face of the City Lord's Mansion.

"Don't make trouble, I can't fight."

"Nonsense, you can block my Qinglian Qin Song, you are definitely not an ordinary martial artist, help me contain one, and leave the rest to me." Qing Yao whispered, listening to the meaning of this, she will wait Children will also play.

Zhao Yun's mouth twitched.

I'm here to eat.

I didn't eat it.

For the rest of the matter, you arranged for me clearly!

"What are they muttering!"

Seeing Zhao Yun and Qing Yao pulling and pulling, the two old men Wanggu whispered.

Yan Tianfeng just laughed.

He had to watch this battle, knowing that his daughter was innocent, and that the kid was pulled over by his daughter, so he wanted to watch it more.

"Young Master, go quickly."

The old man in the two cities really couldn't stand any longer and tried his best to persuade.

"Dare."

Han Ming and Yu Wenhao didn't answer them, and they drank from the side and leaked domineeringly.

"If you dare not, just say it."

Yu Wenhao smiled, his eyes flashed with gloom and tyranny.

"Why not dare."

Qing Yao said indifferently, and stepped out. The unwilling Young Master Zhao was also forcibly pulled forward. In any case, this scene must be finished for me, not only to keep the face of the city lord’s mansion, but also to take the opposite The two had a half-body failure. I have never been so angry since I was born.

"Why, husband and wife are in battle together?" Han Ming smirked.

"If you dare not, just say it."

Qing Yao whispered softly and took Yu Wenhao's words again.

"Dare, why not dare."

Yu Wenhao stepped forward with a funny smile, two on two! The two true spirits have the eighth weight. There is no reason why they can't take Qingyao and Zhao Yun. One true spirit has one weight and one slap. As for Qingyao, it is absolutely difficult to pick two.

"You can add some color."

Han Ming lightly shook the folding fan and looked at the two with a smile.

"random."

"We win, we want your Guqin; if you win, this pill belongs to you."

As Han Ming said, there was an extra jade box in his hand. Although it was sealed, there was a pill fragrance overflowing. It should be a good pill, and the grade is not low.

"I should."

Qing Yao said indifferently, her expression has not changed much. To Zhao Yun, she has absolute self-confidence, and she does not expect him to exert much effort to contain one. Once he cleans up the other, everything will be completed.

"Catch the duck on the shelf?" Zhao Yun let out a dry cough.

The battle has been set, and the crowd retreats, giving up a battlefield.

One side, Zhao Yun and Qing Yao.

One side, Yu Wenhao and Han Ming.

Two to two.

"Come."

With a loud shout, Han Ming went straight to Zhao Yun. He had already negotiated, and the soldiers were divided into two groups. He first abolished Zhao Yun and finished the business, and then took care of Qing Yao.

Zheng!

In no particular order, Yu Wenhao shot his sword instantly and attacked Qing Yao.

Zheng...!

Qing Yao has put down the guqin, fluctuated the strings, with a strong intention to kill, Yu Wenhao's discoloration changed, a roundabout, the long sword danced to the full, the pounding sound, extremely harsh, really want to fight alone, he is not green Yao opponent.

However, he has confidence.

One person can't beat Qing Yao, so he will be two against one later!

With that said, he took the time to look at Han Ming.

Han Ming had reached Zhao Yun and slashed with a palm knife in the air. From the eyes of outsiders, it was impossible for any real spirit to block this palm.

Indeed, there are a few brushes here, and they are powerful enough.

Zhao Yun didn't work hard, stepped on the wind **** step, easily avoided, and reappeared that he had escaped three or five feet away, nothing more than restraining, he was good at this.

"I look down on you."

Han Ming sneered and waved the folding fan sharply, and dozens of sword energy shot out.

Zheng!

Zhao Yun pumped Zixiao from his waist, danced the Heavenly Thunder Sword Art, and blocked everything.

"interesting."

The corners of Han Ming's mouth are slightly raised, coming like a ghost. The folding fan in his hand has been replaced with a silver mace, with weird runes. It is made of special mysterious iron. It is not only very hard, but also powerful. It is constantly buzzing when dancing. .

Cang Dang! lb! Clang!

The collision between the sword and the mace is incomparably crisp, and sparks come out. It is a competition between sword art and mace, one sword technique is outstanding, the other mace technique is exquisite.

Zhao Yun still didn't dare, so he took two tricks to escape.

Containing this kind of technical work, he was still very slippery, and even after more than a dozen rounds of battle, Han Ming was stunned that he did not take him, not only did he not take it, but also almost suffered a big loss. There is more embarrassment.

"Good physical form."

Yan Tianfeng murmured, he has been on the battlefield for decades, even the city lord has worked for seven or eight years, and he has seen countless people, but he has never seen such footwork.

"Did you recognize it."

The two old men Wanggu glanced at each other, but they could not answer.

"I haven't seen it."

Liu Ruyue also murmured softly. Whether it was Zhao Yun's body style or sword technique, she had never heard of it. Except for the familiar figure from the back, she couldn't find any clues.

"My uncle, isn't it a general generation!"

The people in the City Lord's Mansion couldn't help but laugh, not to mention other things, this body technique alone is a must, and in the realm of the real spirit, no one can match it.

"Good boy."

The old man in the two cities also squinted his old eyes slightly, and then he tried to stop him, obviously he couldn't stop him. It was Zhao Yun who paid more attention. It was so mysterious.

"A true spirit is heavy, can't hold it?" Yu Wenhao shouted.

The four people who were fighting against him were the most embarrassed. He was hard to come close to Qinglianqu. His clothes and body were covered with sword marks that were thinner than the hair. There was blood overflowing. If he was singled out, he did. Can't fight.

Need someone to cooperate.

But what about his teammates? The delay in seeing him made him think that it was Han Ming who was calculating him and asking him to put this top bag, but he and True Spirit went on a gossip. Only when both loses will he really take action and clean up this mess. At that time, Han Ming's halo will be much more dazzling than him.

"Only escape?"

Han Ming didn’t take care of Yu Wenhao. He was carrying a silver mace, chasing Zhao Yun on the battlefield. He didn’t just look down on that true spirit and one weight. It surpassed his expectations. The treacherous posture and heavenly creation made him powerful. Not out.

If you can't hit people, you say you can't hold back.

Zhao Yun ignored him, letting you scold him, whether he should escape or escape, coming back and forth with a carbine from time to time, and hitting Han Ming by surprise.

Check it! Fools are just fighting with you.

Fortunately, this is in the city lord's mansion, and someone is watching next to it. If this is in the deserted mountains and ridges, I will blow you up all over the sky.

"I chose you, if you didn't choose the wrong one."

Qing Yao chuckled lightly, her jade sleeves fluttering and fluctuating the strings.

The sound of the piano is more killer, it can be described as a combination of offense and defense. In the realm of the real spirit, when it comes to singles alone, few people can get close to her. She also has this confidence.

However, there are exceptions.

Like Liu Ruyue, she is definitely not in this list. She has a very special bloodline and has awakened. She really wants to fight with it. She considers herself not her opponent.

"Han Ming."

Yu Wenhao cursed, he was really forced to get hairy, his clothes were in tatters, and the indiscriminate attack of the piano sound made him impossible to guard against.

"Where to go."

Han Ming's roar was even more angry. He couldn't catch the opponent at first glance. Most of the attacks went into the empty space and fought for dozens of rounds. Instead of hurting the opponent, he had two or three more swords on his body. mark.

"Comfortable." The two old men Wanggu stroked their beards.

To be honest, it is more pleasing to see Zhao Yun and Qingyao than to see Han Ming and Yu Wenhao. It is inexplicably refreshing to see them embarrassed.

"Comfortable." Yan Tianfeng smiled, also quite satisfied.

At this moment, he looked at Zhao Yun's eyes as if he was looking at his son-in-law. Although it was the daughter who brought the bag, it would be nice if they got together.

You know, Zhao Yun is just a real soul.

In this way, is Han Ming's seven small realms weak enough?

If cultivated, he will be famous in his youth.

"City Lord, I found a good son-in-law!" Wang Gu said with a smile.

Everyone has a sharp eye, and it is clear who is strong and who is weak.

If Zhao Yun and Han Ming are of the same rank, Han Ming will lose within ten rounds.

"Not bad." Yan Tianfeng smiled.

As a father, while watching the battle, he has begun to think about it.

When a good day is chosen, the wedding is done.

If the daughter and son-in-law are fast enough, they can hold a grandson next year.

Hmm...chubby little guy.