gate of eternity

After a night of physical training, when I woke up in the morning, I was alive and kicking again.

Reckless and they looked surprised when they saw it.

I knew that Zhao Yun could cultivate, and his strength was not bad, but he was so badly injured yesterday, but he recovered so quickly, and his recovery was so fast.

"Xiao Wu."

"Master."

"Buy me a map, the bigger the better." Zhao Yun said, so far, he still doesn't know which one is marked on the lone wolf's treasure map. There is no route, only a topographic map. right.

"Got it!"

Wu Er was quite diligent. He took the silver and ran all the way.

After he left, Zhao Yun danced with his sword.

His body is graceful, his sword moves are exquisite, and his sword energy is radiating all over the world. Every piece of fallen leaves was cut in half by him, and each piece was cut neatly.

Squeak!

The old man in sackcloth left the door at some point, leaning on the railing and looking down.

What Zhao Yun used was the Heavenly Thunder Sword Art.

This tactic was passed to Zhao Yun by him before, or he lost to Zhao Yun. Such a thick stack of explosion talismans, anyone who reads it will be embarrassed!

Blame him too, too careless.

In just a few days, Zhao Yun was able to comprehend the sword formula so thoroughly, even if he saw it, he couldn't help sighing, the disciple of the old man is really talented.

Eh?

Daydream also came out of the room, maybe he didn't wake up, but came out with rubbing his eyes, seeing Zhao Yun jumping around, he couldn't help being surprised, he got better so soon?

Extraordinary indeed.

The little girl murmured in her heart, at least her resilience is strong.

There is also agility, which is very mysterious.

"If you defeat him, I will give you an ingot." The old man in sackcloth laughed.

Ingots?

Hearing these two words, the little girl instantly lost all sleepiness and jumped out.

The old man in sackcloth stretched out his hand and brought it back.

After finishing the work, she saw a talisman stuck to her back. This talisman was so strange that it could seal her cultivation base, and the daydream of the eighth level suddenly became a first level.

In this way, it is only fair to fight Zhao Yun!

Zhao Yun will lose miserably if he fights against the first level in the eighth level.

After all, he wanted to see the same level of competition.

I also want to see, in the same level competition, is it Zhao Yunqiang or Xiaocaifan who is stronger.

Zheng!

Daydream didn't care at all, he raised his sword and jumped down the second floor, without further ado, he attacked on the spot, and he knew at a glance that Zhao Yun used the Tianlei Sword Art.

"Come."

Zhao Yun laughed out loud, and he wished for someone to practice with.

lb!lb!lb!

The sound of the collision of swords and swords was still pleasant, and sparks were sparked. All of them were swords, and their cultivation bases were at the same level. It was a sparring of sword moves.

Whoosh!Whoosh!

Zhao Yun's movements are illusory, ethereal like the wind, and his sword tactics are perfect.

Look at the small money fan, it is not covered.

Her sword art seems to be more mysterious, combined with the light body technique, it is like a tiger with wings added, and the shadows of swords are like her afterimages, sometimes scattered and sometimes overlapping.

"Such handsome swordsmanship."

Zhao Yun couldn't help being amazed, Xiao Caimi was not only physically strong, but also tyrannical in strength and swordsmanship. The disciples from the rich clan were really extraordinary, and the sword art he was proud of was restrained everywhere in the competition.

"With the Heavenly Thunder Sword Art, we can't defeat her."

The old man in sackcloth said leisurely, he was talking to Zhao Yun.

This remark has its own deep meaning. It means that you can change other routines. For example, the secret technique taught by your master can also open the old man's eyes.

Zhao Yun knew his thoughts.

It is nothing more than trying to find out the source of his moves, so as to infer the identity of his master. This is the real purpose of the old man in sackcloth.

As for who wins and loses, the old man doesn't care.

Zhao Yun ignored that, apart from Tianlei Sword Art, he did know other sword techniques, which were passed down from his Zhao family ancestors. However, it was far inferior to Tianlei Sword Art. swordsmanship.

He wants to use the master to teach.

The problem is that Moon God never taught him sword skills before he fell into a deep sleep.

Of course, he may not lose.

Sword moves are dead, people are alive, Tianlei Sword Art is restrained to death, but after the change, it's hard to say, it's just a trick!

Zheng!

The sound of the sword was piercing, and his sword skills were quite wonderful. Looking at each move, it seemed that there were many changes, and they deviated bit by bit from the Tianlei Sword Art.

"Outstanding!"

The old man in sackcloth murmured, as a spectator, as a Ksitigarbha realm, his vision is so high, how can he fail to see that Zhao Yun's quick maneuvering made him ashamed and surprised, every swipe of the sword light seemed to flash the way of the sword meaning.

To say that he is outstanding, it is better to say that he is talented and evil.

There are thousands of changes when seeing moves and moves. The swordsmanship without moves has its own profound meaning, and combined with his mysterious body skills, he is dazzled by seeing it.

"What a weird boy."

Xiaocai fan murmured, she was the one who restrained the Heavenly Thunder Sword Art, but now, Zhao Yun's sword moves have been dismantled to pieces, and there is no advantage anymore.

Hitting and punching, Zhao Yun made a more coquettish operation again.

During the duel, he actually closed his eyes, fighting while comprehending the sword, whether defending or attacking, everything was in an orderly manner, and the moves were even more unique.

"This."

The old man in sackcloth stood up straight, and couldn't help but put his hands away. In his eyes, the young master of the Zhao family was so talented that he was beyond evil, and he was so heaven-defying. When he was dueling with a small fortune fan, he was even distracted. Every sword Zhao Yun blocked was just right; Every sword is dismantled invisible and traceless, and all the attacking and cutting away are slanted swords, terrifying like a daydream, more flustered, and frequently caught off guard.

"Wonderful, really wonderful."

Zhao Yun smiled slightly, Wu Jian Wu's state of mind sublimated, as if he is the sword, and the sword is him, the sword intent obtained in this way is really mysterious and infinite.

The legendary fusion of human and sword?

Zhao Yun muttered, as if he forgot about the duel, and no longer stick to sword moves.

"What a freak."

Xiaocai fan's eyes were strange, the initial restraint caused her to be defeated all the way, why did this kid at the first level of the true spirit keep fighting and getting stronger?

"If you meet the strong, you will be strong." The old man in sackcloth sighed.

Talent!It's really a good thing.

And Zhao Yun's fighting state of mind also far exceeded his expectations, with only one level of True Spirit Realm, he has such adaptability, and he already has the wisdom root to be a strong man.

Zheng!Zheng!

As Zhao Yun opened his eyes, his attack was much fiercer, the sword was torn apart by lightning, the sound of the sword intertwined with the sound of thunder, the sword technique and the sword intent danced together, the seemingly ordinary sword was actually unpredictable, even the little money fans were shocked color.

Rout, she was rout all the way.

It wasn't because her swordsmanship wasn't exquisite enough, it was because the villain opposite her was too monstrous, on the contrary, it was her who stuck to the rules, every move was broken, and every single sword fell to the bottom.

lb!

With a collision, Daydream leaped back.

Zheng!

Zhao Yun became strong, his body was like a frightened bird, and he was almost invisible. The thunder assisted the wind, and the wind assisted Lei Wei. The tip of the sword pierced the air, and its power was devastating.

The little money fan frowned.

She seemed to be unable to block this sword. The power of the sword was so strong that her mind was in a trance for a moment. She seemed to lose sight of Zhao Yun. She saw a dazzling sword light and an invisible sword intent, which made her body inexplicably sting. .

The old man in sackcloth also frowned.

Zhao Yun's sword is obviously a lore, its power is extraordinary, Xiaocai Fan has lost his mind, in this situation, if he doesn't react, if Zhao Yun can't hold it, it is really possible that the sword will kill Daydream in seconds, this is not a joke.

Zheng!

The sound of the sword was piercing, and when the tip of the sword was only an inch away from the center of Daydream's eyebrows, Zhao Yun's sword stopped, the light of the sword was exhausted, and the sword's intent was lost in an instant.

It was he who took the sword.

Daydream's face paled a lot, thanks to Zhao Yun's restraint.

"The old man still underestimated you."

The old man in sackcloth secretly clicked his tongue, such a strong sword power, such a strong sword intent, that boy could hold back it, and, if he hadn't had a very high understanding of swords, he would never have been able to do it with such precision .

Chapter 67 Two Funny Pussy

The small garden was silent.

The two people who were fighting were still standing there, and the little money fan was terrified.

So far, the tip of the sword is still an inch away from her eyebrows.

It was also thanks to Zhao Yun that he received it in time, otherwise, she would have been killed with a single blow.

puff!

Zhao Yun withdrew his sword, a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, and forcibly withdrew the sword. The so-called sword power and sword intent were all eaten back into his body, and he suffered an internal injury.

It is said to be precise, but in fact, it is not perfect enough. If it reaches the peak, it can be retracted and released instantly, and it will not be backlashed by the sword.

"I lost."

Daydream puffed up his lips, and it was the first time he lost at the same level.

"Ziling, it was an excellent decision for you to bring her here."

The old man in sackcloth smiled in his heart, Xiaocaifan is too strong, she has never been defeated at the same level, and her journey has been smooth, so she needs to be hit to calm her down.

And Zhao Yun is a very good whetstone.

To be precise, the two are each other's whetstones to sharpen each other. If it is not a small fortune fan, Zhao Yun would not be able to have Nirvana transformation in the way of swordsmanship.

While speaking, Zhao Yun spurted blood again.

The wind and thunder sword that he realized, underestimated its power. It is better to use this move sparingly in the future. Once this sword is sacrificed, it cannot be taken back.

"Talent!"

Sighing, the old man in sackcloth fell down from the second floor, and put one hand on Zhao Yun's shoulder. Gentle real energy poured in, helping Zhao Yun to extinguish the backlash.

break!

Zhao Yun yelled softly, his body trembled, and the remaining sword energy in his body was shaken away. It was sword power and sword intent, although it was invisible, it was fierce enough.

After a long time, Zhao Yun's complexion gradually became rosy.

Look at Xiao Caifan, look at his eyes, he is no longer as casual as before, there are mountains beyond mountains, and people beyond people, it is true to see him today.

"Man and sword unite."

Zhao Yun!He seemed a little bewildered, and walked back and forth with his hands in his hands, still silently comprehending that he valued the meaning of the epee more than the sword moves.

Soon, Wu Er came with a map in his arms.

Only then did Zhao Yun regain his composure, went back to his room, and locked the door himself when he was done.

This time, he smelted steel plates.