gate of eternity

Compared with him, Zhao Yun is much better. He is very slick in playing with the Speed ​​Talisman. He really sees the stitches in every corner. He has never hit a mountain or a tree, and he can avoid everything skillfully.

The more so, the more frustrated the woman became.

While annoyed, she couldn't help being surprised. In her memory, Zhao Yun was definitely the first one who could play with the speedy talisman like this. What surprised her even more was that Zhao Yun had quite a few speedy talismans. For a hundred miles or so, that guy has changed no less than three spells, and she, the only one spell, has been used up, relying entirely on her own speed.

"Fortunately, I was prepared."

Zhao Yun let out a dry cough, and with a flick of his hand, another speed-moving talisman rushed into a valley.

Whoosh!

The red-clothed woman then arrived, but he was nowhere to be seen, God knows where he went.

what...!

The woman was out of breath, stamped her feet frantically, and chased and killed him for a whole day, but she didn't catch up to the real spirit realm, because of her speed, because there were not as many speed travel talismans as that boy.

"Don't let me see you again."

Under the moonlight, the red-clothed woman said coldly, her blushing cheeks were either angry or ashamed.

In the middle of the night, Zhao Yun popped his head out of the ground, looked left and right, saw no one, and then jumped out of the ground with a look of embarrassment.

Under the moon, he ran back with all his might, but he had already escaped the pursuit and had to deal with the young man in white.

When we got to the mountain forest, we saw the blood sculpture, and we were really smashed to pieces. As for the young man, he wasn't here.

"You can't run."

With a cold cry, Zhao Yun followed the bloodstains and chased towards one side. He didn't need to look to know that the guy was seriously injured.

This is the fact.

In the depths of the forest, he found the young man, he was lying on a stone to heal his wounds, his face was pale, he must have suffered an internal injury from a fall, the corner of his mouth was bleeding continuously, and his whole body was in a mess.

"Damn."

Just like this, he was still thinking about cursing, and he didn't know whether he was scolding Zhao Yun or his blood sculpture. It wanted to eat Zhao Yun and that miscellaneous-haired bird. He didn't end up in such a tragic end. Not to mention the loss of his mount, he was injured all over his body. His blood sculpture is definitely a good hand to trick the master.

Who?

At an unknown moment, he got up abruptly, probably seriously injured, he couldn't stand firmly on one step, and nearly fell down a boulder, and when he was done, he coughed up blood.

"What do you say?"

Zhao Yun raised his sword and walked out from the darkness.

"you....."

Seeing this, the young man took a step back. If he was in the past, he would not be afraid of the second level of a true spirit, but at this moment, he really has no confidence, he is half injured, and his combat power is greatly reduced. How much combat power.

"I am a disciple of Tang Sect."

The young man in white drank violently, but he was not stupid. He even knew how to move backstage at critical moments.

Zhao Yun didn't say a word, but walked step by step.

He has heard of the so-called Tang Sect, which is an ancient lineage. He heard that in the Warring States Period, it was still a small dynasty. Walkers, when outsiders see them, they will avoid them, because they are all good at using hidden weapons, and they are hard to guard against. If they are not paying attention, they will be caught.

However, if you want to scare him with this, it seems that there is no use. In this deep mountain and old forest, murder and robbery are common things. If he doesn't talk about it, no one knows.

hum!

Just as he was walking, he suddenly heard a buzzing movement, followed by a round iron lump like a ball, which came from a young man in white, and exploded in mid-air, with a burst of flying needles. Pre-emptive sneak attack, the flying needle is glowing with dim light, most likely it is poisonous.

Zhao Yun ignored it and fell to the ground.

"Hunting?" The white-clothed youth's expression changed.

"You guessed it right."

Zhao Yun said in silence, dodged the flying needles, escaped from the ground again, sacrificed the sword in an instant, Long Yuan led the dragon chant, Ling Tian slashed, and Zi Xiao came after him, directly attacking the young man's forehead.

"Damn."

The young man drew out his sword, cut Longyuan into the air, avoided Zixiao, and before he could freeze, Zhao Yun had already been killed by a ghost, and a mighty dragon palm hit him firmly in the chest.

puff!

The young man spurted blood and rolled all the way out.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun was faster, grabbed his arm, and then slammed it hard on a rock.

boom!puff!

The rock exploded, and the young man's mouthful of blood was sprayed high, his bones were smashed to pieces, his veins were broken, and he was thrown into a cripple on the spot. He wanted to get up, but his heart was powerless; The blood continued, and he only looked at Zhao Yun with protruding eyes. In his eyes, it was no longer a person, but a god of death.

"Good journey."

Zhao Yun said calmly, and cut down with a sword.

"No...no no...."

Young people are afraid, and when they are dying, they will know what regret is, and if they make a mistake, they will become eternal hatred, so let's go honestly!He wanted to fight back to find excitement, but if he failed to rob, he would be wiped out instead.

puff!

The blood was dazzling, and the young man died on the spot.

Zhao Yun withdrew his sword.

The next step is to collect the spoils. This job is under pressure. If you can take it away, you are welcome. The young man is indeed from the Tang Sect. Looking at the luggage, there are mostly hidden weapons, such as the iron bumps just now. One, in addition to this, there is mist and smoke, and there are all kinds of hidden weapons.

It's a pity that the young man met him, so many hidden weapons, before he had time to use them, he was knocked down, and he was very depressed to death.

"go home."

After sweeping the loot, he destroyed the corpse and wiped out all traces, patted his buttocks and disappeared into the forest, heading straight for Wanggu City.

In the morning, the sun shines warmly.

On the official road today, there are quite a lot of people, most of whom are covered in black robes, galloping past on horseback.

Zhao Yun is also one of them.

He saw Han Ming, the young lord of Canglang City, without a black robe, and looked at his mount, which was enough to scare people. It was the Canglang Beast, a wolf-shaped monster that had been tamed and turned into a mount. But he is much faster than a horse, besides him, there are more than a dozen old men, all in the Xuanyang state, most of them are guards, not ordinary arrogant, rampant all the way, I don't know how many people suffered, but they dare not speak out, as if they all know who is he.

A young city lord, not to mention Xuanyang Realm, Ksitigarbha Realm, dare not provoke him at will. He has an army in his hands. No matter how strong one person is, he cannot match the army. We have to weigh it.

"The style is so eye-catching."

Zhao Yun sighed, glanced down, and then looked up at the sky. There were many birds in the sky. White cranes, big eagles, and goshawks were all tamed spirit beasts.

The sky and the earth all have one thing in common, they are all heading towards the ancient city of Wang, more precisely, they are all going to participate in the auction of the ancient city of Wang.

This point, Zhao Yun had expected.

The Wanggu City Auction, held every three years, is well-known. It is rumored that the owner of the auction house involves the royal family, and the items sold, no matter whether it is a pill or spirit liquid or a secret book of exercises, are all extraordinary. The people who will be provoked come from all directions, most of the white-clothed youths he killed earlier were here to join in the fun, but he was sent to Huangquan Road halfway, and the money prepared for the auction, a full 3 taels, also went into his pocket .

"Is there really a three-grain silver pill in this auction?"

"Inside information, there will never be a mistake."

"I've lived half a hundred years, and I haven't seen the Sanwen Dan yet."

There are a lot of people on the official road, and there are a lot of discussions. They get together and chat, and there is a lot of chatter.

"Three grain pill."

Zhao Yun muttered, and couldn't help but sigh, the auction pavilion is really powerful, no wonder it attracted so many people, if it really involved the royal family, then it makes sense, more than [-]% of the alchemists are either in Tianzong or in the royal family Auction like this is mostly to collect money for military supplies. This piece of land is not limited to the Great Xia Dragon Dynasty, there are also powerful dynasties in the Quartet, and they have been fighting endlessly for years, which is also extremely financially consuming.

Chapter 86 Group frame

Today's Wanggu City is extremely lively, or in other words, the city gate is lively, and some people are fighting.

When Zhao Yun came, people gathered in front of the city gate, it was dark, and even the city wall was full of people's shadows.

Look at the fighters, they are two young men: one in black and one in white.

"It's him."

Zhao Yun took a wide-eyed look and recognized the man in white. Isn't that the scruffy young man who chased him with the speed-moving talisman but accidentally bumped into a stone?Zhou Zheng is wearing it today, at least he doesn't look so sloppy, and he is not drunk. That kind of wild and unruly temperament is vividly interpreted in the battle. He has never heard of it, and with his special bloodline, he is extremely domineering.

Turning his eyes away from the sloppy young man, he glanced at the black-clothed young man again. In terms of cultivation, energy, and blood, he was not inferior to the sloppy young man.

The two fought evenly, and the eyes of the spectators were shining, and the shouts were suppressed one after another.

"Whose son is this, why haven't I seen it before." The latecomer asked curiously, stepping on his feet and probing again.

"Lonely and ignorant!" An old man stroked his beard and pointed to the two fighting people, "The one in white is the young master of the Tianyang Clan, Lin Xie; the one in black is the young master of the Heiyan Clan, Yin Hun."

"These two will fight whenever they meet." Too many people sighed, "The two families have their own grievances, and they fight wherever they go."

"I heard that the two clans came to the ancient city of Zanwang, not to participate in the auction, but to propose marriage."

"Propose marriage?"

"Miss Liu Family!" The insider put his hand in his hands and said, "The body of the heavenly spirit, which is rare in a thousand years, is still a disciple of the Tianzong, and it is a sweet cake everywhere. Young children from all the big families come to auction in public. It's a marriage proposal."

"From the old man's point of view, he is more compatible with Lin Xie. The sun matches the spirit of the sky, and heaven and earth are designed."

"No matter which one, it's enough for Liu Cangkong to be happy. It's a good face, but this time it's not good!"

There were a lot of discussions, chattering all over the place, the battle was in full swing, and the spectators were also chatting enthusiastically.

Zhao Yun was silent, he was both a spectator and a listener, and he didn't have any special expressions. Compared with Liu Ruyue, he was more interested in Lin Xie and Yin Hun. Those two were of special blood, not the ordinary eighth level of the true spirit realm. , If you really want to work hard, it will be difficult for him to fight under the premise of not moving the explosive talisman.

Not to mention, he only has one arm left.

"Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."

Zhao Yun muttered, looking around, there are many young children, he saw Han Ming, the young lord of Canglang City, and Yu Wenhao, the young lord of Chiyang City, their aura was more subtle than Lin Xie and Yin Hun, and there were many people there , Most of them are also here to propose a marriage, and they come to watch a play when they have time, there are a few who are not very quiet, and they are eager to try, and really want to go up and practice.

Besides them, there are daydreams.

That little girl is still such a money fanatic, everyone puts it there to watch the war, but she holds the small purse and puts the money there.

Zhao Yun understands that Xiaocaifan is the real ruthless person. Lin Xie and Yin Hun are not her opponents. She is born with brute force and domineering body. In the realm of true spirits, few fans can hold her back. Tender little fist.

On the side of Daydream, there is another more eye-catching one, a chubby one, the whole body is dark and not slick, yes Niu Hong.

That little black fat man was extraordinarily focused, and he was a loyal spectator.

"This guy, what did he eat to grow up?"

Many people looked at him with strange eyes, old guys!The old eyes are particularly deep, so dark, it is not from the sun, it must be a special blood, but it has not been awakened.

Overall, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

This point is also shown by the little spirit beads, with lights of various colors flashing, there are many Xuanyang realms, and there is no shortage of Earth Tibet realms.

"A bunch of little bastards, it's really noisy."

While watching, I suddenly heard immature words.

It sounds familiar.

Zhao Yun looked back subconsciously, then lowered his eyes subconsciously, there was a child beside him, about five or six years old, chubby, and holding a wine gourd in his arms, it seemed ridiculous at first sight.

He recognized this person, wasn't he the purple-haired kid he had seen in the black market in Canglang City?His Qiankun bag was bought from this guy. Regardless of his childish appearance, he is actually an old guy in the Xuanyang realm. He once asked Luna that he must have taken the elixir of eternal youth, and even Because the medicine was too powerful, it directly rejuvenated.

"Why does this bag look so familiar!"

The purple-haired child rubbed his chin, looked at the Qiankun bag hanging on Zhao Yun's waist, and then looked up at Zhao Yun.

However, Zhao Yun was covered with a black robe, so he couldn't see his dignity clearly, only Zhao Yun only had one arm.

Watching and watching, he just lay there.

To be precise, it was trampled on by someone, and it was a dog gnawed on the mud.

"You are short, so don't go to crowded places! Look, I stepped on you!"

There was a click of tongue.

Zhao Yun looked sideways, and he was actually an acquaintance. It was the fat old man who was scared away by him pretending to be a heavenly martial artist that night. Whether it was intentional or not, the strength on his feet was not small, like stepping on a cigarette butt, he was the closest, and he could still hear the cracking of bones.

"You old man."

The purple-haired kid cursed, the whole thing was embedded in the soil, watching Zhao Yun and the people around him, grinning and tongue-twisting, not to mention the physical pain, it was fucking painful to watch.

"Don't resist beating, it's boring."

The fat old man pursed his lips and walked away with his hands in his hands. He was not in the mood to watch the juniors fight. He passed through the crowd and entered the ancient city of Wang. It seemed that he wanted to find someone who could resist beating. Except for the Heavenly Martial Realm, it is difficult for anyone to use it.