Eternal Gate

"Yes, this is over."

"One is in the sky and the other is on the ground. Zhao Yun is a living target."

"The blood eagle flies too high."

Seeing Yan Kang's side soaring into the sky, the spectators all looked up. The blood eagle with its wings spread was still very dazzling, like a **** cloud, floating around in the sky.

The eagle's neigh rang everywhere.

The look of the spectators is mostly envious, and they want to have a flying mount.

The blood eagle is not bad, but it bluffs.

Zhao Yun also looked up. Although Yan Kang had a bad brain, he was a big clan and was a young master. He had some background, and he couldn't stop him from wanting to go to heaven.

"Zhao Yun, take your life."

Yan Kang's violent shout has resounded in the air, and he has swung his sword and pointed it down.

Suddenly, the sword shadow poured over the sky.

The noisy sword sound is still very harsh.

The most important thing is the number of sword lights. Many of them make the scalp numb. For example, the sword rain of Ling Tian and the flashes of cold light are the secret sword formations of the blood eagle clan. They have the air supremacy and cooperate with the powerful sword formations to complement each other. If he hadn't only had one arm to move, he would not be able to lay a sword formation but an arrow. The single-attack arrow would be a perfect match.

Zheng!

Zhao Yun held the sword and danced as hard as he could, airtight.

Distance! He has calculated.

It's a pity that the blood eagle flies too high, which has exceeded the limit of his attack. He can't even fight with swordsmanship. Yan Kang is also tricky enough, and his aim is extremely accurate.

"I want to see how long you can last."

Yan Kang grinned and stuffed a pill into his mouth, and the shadow of the sword was overwhelming.

"Yes, it's really a living target."

"The indiscriminately attacking Lingtian sword formation will consume Zhao Yun sooner or later."

"No control over the air, just so disgusting."

The spectators sighed. On the battle platform, Yan Kang was hammered and could not lift his head. When he went to the sky, he was no ordinary domineering, and those who could fly were very awesome.

"So, it's stable."

The elders of the blood eagle tribe are mostly stroking their beards. This is the advantage of the blood eagle tribe. If they can't beat them, they can go to the sky. They attack effectively, but the opponent is not.

Today, it is a good example.

The young master of his family is in the sky, and Zhao Yun is on the battlefield, so he can only defend.

"Wait, I will lend you a mount."

Xiaocai fan said, he wanted to summon her white crane.

Don't worry!

Zhuge Xuandao smiled and stopped her.

The fat old man, the purple-haired child and Chi Yan were also blocked.

A rare good opportunity.

They want to see how many hole cards Zhao Yun has.

Quack! Quack!

Speaking of the trump card, the trump card came, and the sound of croaking sounded.

It was Zhao Yun who performed spiritism.

Mount it! He also has it, regardless of the appearance, but it is the Golden Winged Roc.

"He is psychic."

Zhuge Xuandao raised his eyebrows for a while, which he did not expect.

"Not that special bloodline can also channel spirits?"

The child with purple hair was stunned.

"It's not absolute, it all depends on the individual."

The fat old man said leisurely, and blamed him on Zhao Yun for his extraordinary talent.

"The lost spiritism."

"Young master of the Zhao family, the methods are all odd and strange."

"How to do it."

Surprising sounds filled the audience. The young boy was stunned, and the old guy had deep eyes. He really underestimated Zhao Yun. It was not that special bloodline, but psychic.

"I said, it's a crow!"

"Well, the big crow can't be stewed in a pot."

"Why always want to eat!"

The spectators raised their eyes again, and the Dapeng had spread its wings and soared into the sky.

What kind of bird, this is the golden-winged roc.

Zhao Yun seemed to be able to hear the discussion below. As he said, he stroked the Dapeng, like an old grandfather, touching his grandson. That is a doting, golden-winged Dapeng who can be on par with the beast. Cultivate feelings.

It's up to you to pretend to be forced in the future.

Quack! Quack!

Dapeng was quite comfortable, cheerful and excited in the croaking voice.

They are connected and kind.

"What a psychic."

Yan Kang let out a grin, and to be honest, he was also quite surprised.

However, it was only surprised.

What about psychic skills?

With a large crow, compared with my blood eagle? ridiculous.

Before he attacked, he waited for Zhao Yun to come up.

Now, it's a big scene. It would have to show the world the dominance of his blood eagle clan, and come to an aerial battle to defeat Zhao Yun, which should be very seductive.

Seeing the blood eagle in his seat, he was even more disdainful.

It's far worse than the size, and the crow is far less than the speed. If it weren't stopped by the master, it would have rushed down and shredded it.

"That's interesting."

The spectators have already put their hands in their hands and looked up collectively. It was a competition. Fighting and fighting are all so special. Air combat is not common, so I opened my eyes today.

Quack! Quack!

The Golden Winged Roc hissed, even though he knew it was inferior to the Blood Eagle, but he merged into fear.

As a psychic beast, he and Zhao Yun are connected.

This is something that Yan Kang and Blood Eagle don't have. Zhao Yun's fighting spirit is high, and Dapeng is not afraid of it. Infected by the master's belief, his blood is also boiling.

"You die first, or it die first."

Yan Kang smiled quietly, playfully and playfully, really looking down on Dapeng.

"Speaking too much, be careful to flash my waist."

Zhao Yun twisted his neck fiercely, this is Dapeng.

"The teeth are sharp."

Yan Kang let out a cold call and attacked on the spot.

The blood eagle screamed, like a **** light, at an extremely fast speed, and with its own hurricane, before it was killed, it felt blood coming oncoming, carrying a tyrannical evil spirit.

Zheng! Zheng!

Zhao Yun pinches the tactics with one hand and controls two swords with one hand.

Long Yuan buzzed, Zixiao sword cried, and shot out in the same instant.

"Swordsmanship?"

Too many people raise their eyebrows, which seems to be lost.

Liu Shiyuan, who is in charge of the Liu family, has a hideous face. He should know Zhao Yun’s swordsmanship and where he learned it. The assassins sent were killed by him. The mission was not completed, but he was also taught the swordsmanship. Too bad.

lb! Clang! when!

The sound of metal collision resounded in the air, and sparks burst into the sky.

Looking up, the blood eagle and the Dapeng are like two clouds, one red and the other black, floating in the air, stumbling all over the sky, sometimes diving and soaring.

Look at the owner of the two mounts.

Yan Kang used his sword formation and Zhao Yunyu's two swords were both offensive and defensive.

It is not rare to see Zhao Yun fall into the wind.

In other words, his mount fell into the wind and was not as fast as the Blood Eagle.

"It's not enough to see if there is swordsmanship."

Yan Kang laughed unscrupulously, in an air-to-air battle, the blood eagle tribe has never been in a disadvantage, a black and autumn bird, dare to compete with the blood eagle?

Zhao Yun remained silent and ignored Yan Kang.

What he saw was the blood eagle from beginning to end, and he thought to himself that he would shoot it down, shoot the horse first, and shoot down the blood eagle. Yan Kang is a decoration.

However, the blood eagle is as fast as the wind, so fast.

Compared to the blood sculpture that was killed, it was not at the same level as the blood eagle.

"Bloodhawks dominate the air, really well-deserved."

"A crow, a blood eagle, the mount is incomparable."

"Zhao Yun is afraid to kneel."

Too many old guys stroking their beards, they could tell that in air combat, Zhao Yun fell into the wind. It was his mount Miscellaneous Bird. It was not very powerful. If it were shot down by Yan Kang, it would fall from such a high sky without falling into one. The muddy beach is strange.

"Zhao Yun is defeated."

I don't know who screamed.

There is no need for him to say, but I saw it, and Dapeng fell from the sky with a sword light.

In fact, he was not injured, and he hid in time.

Falling to a low altitude, the Dapeng made another brilliant drift, soaring into the sky.

"Catch it to Lao Tzu."

Yan Kang hummed coldly, swiping his sword and pointed downwards, the blood eagle swooping down like a **** light.

Zhao Yun calmed down and waved two spells.

It's a fast running talisman, which is pasted on the left and right wings of the Dapeng, the fast running talisman! Not only martial arts can be used, but also psychic beasts. If the speed is not as fast as the blood eagle, then open the hook. I don't believe you can go faster than the speed talisman.

Whoosh!

With the blessing of the speed talisman, the speed of the Dapeng soars, like a black shadow.

Yan Kang was taken aback, let's hang up!

The blood eagle was also taken aback. It was a stray bird with numb legs and feet!

"The speed character can still be used like this?"

Lin Xie on the wall couldn't help but twitch.

"waste."

The fat old man shook his tongue, two speed charms! You prodigal stuff.

"Soar."

The little black fat man was very excited, and the howling man was full of spirits.

Whoosh!

As he expected, the Dapeng soared into the sky, all the way into the sky.

"Where to go."

Yan Kang scowled and chased him all the way. He was not convinced, and his blood eagle was also not convinced. How could you fly higher than Lao Tzu, a stray bird.

I don't know how high I fly, but the speed is fast!

This will be Dapeng’s response. It is in line with Zhao Yun’s mind, and he soon adapted to the speed talisman. Or maybe it has too much potential. No matter how ugly it becomes, it is still a Dapeng. Even though the memory is blank, it has a certain qualification. There are still.

The situation was reversed instantaneously.

The speed is crushed, and the blood eagle is restrained everywhere, and the blood is continuous.

"I do not believe."

Yan Kang was furious again, and the blood eagle tribe was in the air.

The Blood Eagle also didn't believe it.

Because of his unbelief, he was extremely excited. He was extremely latent and fierce. He was hunting for his life, and even ignored that there was a person on his back. He flew too fast. Yan Kang almost fell several times and stood on his back. Unsteady.

"Let's talk! There is a turnaround."

"Old man, the air combat of your blood eagle clan seems to be difficult."

"No victory or defeat, don't make the final conclusion."

The groaning sounded again, and there were a lot of tongues. He didn’t think much of Zhao Yun before. Now he is a one-sided face. Looking at the face of the blood eagle elder, it is no longer a face. Yan Kang is embarrassing. His blood eagle clan is also faceless. All lost.

"Kill, kill me."

Yan Kang's angry howl filled the sky again, pulling the blood eagle toward the sky.

"I'm afraid you won't come."

Zhao Yun let out a sneer, and dropped a flying knife under his sleeve.

Yes, it is one piece.

On each of the throwing knives, there was a Explosive Talisman. Although the Explosive Talisman was useless to Yan Kang, it was useful to the Blood Eagle. You only need to explode that servant to the left, and everything is easy.

"There are explosive symbols, avoid them."

Yan Kang wasn't stupid, and from a distance he bridged the blasting charm hanging on the flying knife.

The blood eagle knows it and wants to spread its wings and avoid it.

However, Zhao Yun has even more saucy operations. Every flying knife is engraved with imperial sword runes. He can control Longyuan and Zixiao, and he can also control flying swords.

The blood eagle avoided, and the flying knife turned a corner.

What's special about you, this operation?

The blood eagle's fierce eyes shrank suddenly, and the flying knife had arrived and could not hide.

The young master of the Yan family, who does not believe in evil, also has his eyes highlighted.

Xu Shi was too angry and lost a certain kind of wisdom. He saw the flying knife and the explosion talisman, but ignored the swordsmanship. By coincidence, he hit the spot full of arms.

It does not matter.

The important thing is that the explosion has been exploded.