Eternal Gate

"This....."

Seeing the golden sword break, the spectators were shocked.

"The Golden Sword of Dry Mountain was actually defeated."

"That black sword is so overbearing, it's nothing surprising!"

"Retroive and restrained, but not working?"

The frying pan at the venue is noisy and even worse than the vegetable market. Surprise, doubt, sigh, tongue... all kinds of tones and expressions are all in various interpretations. If fighting is a big drama, then Zhao Yun Winning is a shocking reversal.

"How can you lose!"

The gamblers who bet on the dry mountain to win, their expressions turned from sunny to cloudy for a moment, like eating a weight, their heart is not ordinary panic, all their belongings have been gambled, so they lost, and they were ecstatic in the last moment. After lightning strikes, it doesn't matter if Kushan loses, all of them have gone bankrupt.

"Brother Liu, your auntie is very skilled."

Forget the old head and stroked his beard. The Liu brother in his mouth refers to Liu Cangkong. His words are still very subtle, but the meaning is straightforward enough. You are optimistic about Kushan, but he lost; not optimistic about Zhao Yun , It happened that the guy won, so you have a good uncle in your family, and you have a face again.

Liu Cangkong was silent, his face pale.

The peak of the Xuanyang realm! Kushan actually lost. This surprise was really caught off guard. Kushan lost and lost. It's not a big deal, it's mainly a bet! A soldier's shop, three hundred thousand taels of silver, all have to be paid by his Liu family!

On her side, Liu Ruyue's expression was also uncertain.

An accident, it surprised her too much. Zhao Yun, a true spiritual realm, was still one-armed. He actually defeated the dry mountain at the peak of Xuanyang. In just a few months, it was impossible for him to practice the refining technique. From beginning to end, Zhao Yun Hide from her?

"As expected."

The old Xuan Dao, the fat old man, the old Xuan Kong, and Yang Xiong all laughed. They all bet Zhao Yun to win, and they bet a lot, and they have to make a lot of money.

This is all due to Zhao Yun.

Just say it! Da Xia Hongyuan's disciples, are they making fun.

"Is this something special, unexpected joy?"

I bet on Zhao Yun to win, but I haven't reacted so far. Ben has no hope for Zhao Yun and is ready to lose money. Who ever thought that Zhao Yun would win, a shocking reversal! Now, not only do you not have to lose money, but you can also make a lot?

The odds are one to nine!

There are thousands of ways to make a fortune, and small blogs account for half of them!

"Let you not listen to me, lose money!"

"The old man can see at a glance that Zhao Yun's bones are surprised."

"I just said that the one who eats **** upside down?"

There were a lot of gloaters, and Zhuge Liang also grabbed a lot afterwards. The younger generations slapped their hands, and the older generations struck their beards and won the money. They felt comfortable.

Some are happy and some are sad.

The faces of those who lose are not so good-looking, such as the Wang family, and the family that is hostile to the Zhao family. They have heard the gossip early, and they are sure that Kushan will win. This is why they gambled on the big ones. This is good. The ones who lose are called What a miserable one! If you have a bad heart, you are covering your heart at this moment, so what about looking for pills?

"Impossible, this is impossible."

The most unacceptable is the one on stage.

Well, that is the dry mountain.

The money he gambled on off-site gambling was a bit big, and he was gambled on his worth and fate. God knows it is such a surprise. I still don’t believe that my carefully crafted golden knife will fail. A black sword that doesn't fall in the dark and looks very ugly, he is the pinnacle of Xuanyang! He was a master craftsman who lived among the people, and he was not as good as a small Wu Xiu in the real spirit realm.

"This sword, the fruit is extraordinary."

The sturdy man murmured, swept up and down the black sword in his hand. It wasn't just as simple as heavy, and it wasn't just as hard as the ordinary one. It cut off even the golden sword. If you look closely, there is indeed a mystery, far from the surface. simple.

Zhao Yun calmed down.

This ending, in his expectation, the refining technique passed down by the Moon God was definitely not covered. There was a ground fire, a sky thunder, and even more real spirit martial arts. He would fight against the dry mountain. His refining technique It's above that guy.

"I don't believe it."

Amidst the noise, Kushan let out an angry cry, took two quick steps, took the broken knife in the hands of the big man, and the black sword in the hands of the big man. He must try it himself, holding the broken knife in his left hand and the black sword in his right hand. Sword, cut the sword with the sword, cut the sword with the sword, as a gambler, he has this right to try again.

lb! Click!

The previous sound came again. The black sword was intact, and the golden sword broke again. It was easily cut off. The sound of the broken sword landing on him and some people's ears was like thunder. The same material, so The weapon cast is not a level, otherwise, it would not be cut off so easily.

"This....."

Kushan's face was pale, he stepped back, lost the broken sword, and looked at the black sword in his hand in disbelief. He is a craftsman, and he is still holding this sword, so close, if you can't see this sword rank , That is really blind, this sword is more domineering than he imagined, it is far stronger than the golden sword.

But he couldn't believe it.

Zhao Yun of the Zhao family is just a true spiritual realm! How can he make such a weapon, he really has such a high talent, which master and apprentice taught him.

Encountered hard stubble.

Still smiled at Zhao Yun, he was defeated in this matchup.

Click! Click!

Under the attention of all the people, there was a click again.

Then, there was the sound of swords.

It was the black sword that was trembling, the skin of the sword body was falling off, the introverted sword aura, the eruption of the clank, the sharp sword light also reflected, the tears lingering on the sword, the thorn, it was blessed by the sky. The sound of sword clank was quite harsh.

"This is the truth about Black Sword?"

Too many people got up and their eyes were shining. The black swords used to look ugly, but now they have faded away from the lead, carved jade, and a thunder pattern that is extremely dazzling.

"Ku Shan is not wronged."

"Looking at the sword's energy and soldier skills, it is not comparable to a golden sword."

"Where does Zhao Yun have such a high level of refinement skills."

"This is not important, what is important is that Zhao Yundou defeated Kushan."

"That's right, waiting to collect the money."

Zhao Yuncheng is eye-catching, and the dry mountain on the stage is equally eye-catching. The difference is that Zhao Yun's halo is still in twilight, while he dry mountain looks like a beam jumping clown at first glance.

From beginning to end, he was teasing.

From start to finish, he prided himself on being strong and raised again and again.

This is just great.

Lost the fire, lost the net worth, and even had to catch up with it.

According to the legend, if **** is not the case, he will be X, he is definitely a typical.

This can't blame others, nor can it blame Zhao Yun, because he is inferior to others.

That's it, I have to look for excitement.

Amidst the discussion, Yang Xiong stood up.

His getting up is quite iconic, and it also has the majesty of suppressing the scene, the noisy scene, and the silence went down. Too many people flashed in their eyes, and the fight was over. The next thing is the topic. There is on-court betting.

"Kushan, you can recognize this game." Yang Xiong said lightly.

The old face of Kushan was hot, but it was a little bloody, and he opened his mouth, but it was like a knuckle in his throat, and he didn't say anything. In the eyes of the city lord, it was acquiescence.

"No objection, pay it!"

Yang Xiong patted the dust on his shoulder, and while speaking, he glanced at the Liu family.

Notary public! That's fair.

As the city lord, he made a decision long before he came. Today, no matter what, he has to help Zhao Yun town place. Zhao Yun is not terrible, but Da Xia Hongyuan is terrible. There is a slight mistake in this matter. The world will go to his city lord mansion to drink Tea.

Weigh the pros and cons.

What a dry mountain.

What the Liu family.

All the disciples of the Tianzong, go to his mother.

These ones.

Compared with Da Xia Hongyuan, not even an ant.

"Town Lord, can you speak privately."

Without waiting for the words of Kushan, he heard Liu Cangkong open his mouth. The servant is not stupid. He said privately that there are many ways to do it. Give Yang Xiong a gift, and then move out of the Tianzong to suppress it. In the past, how can I say that his daughter is also a disciple of the Tianzong, so Yang Xiong can give me a bit of face.

To put it bluntly, he is still confused and confident.

In his opinion, between the Liu family and the Zhao family, Yang Xiong would favor his Liu family.

This is also the meaning of Dry Mountain.

Lao Tzu is still at the pinnacle of Xuan Yang, and his reputation is not so good. How can I lose my life? It is better to solve it in private. Big deal, more money!

"No."

The two of them thought beautifully, but Yang Xiong didn't take the move. The two words were plain and the meaning was obvious. As the master of a city, I must be fair, otherwise, some old guys, such as Zhuge Xuandao , Like the old Xuankong, like the fat old man, and like Hongyuan, they would talk to him about their ideals every day.

As soon as he said this, Kushan's face became gloomy.

As soon as these words came out, Liu Cangkong also looked ugly enough, had to make it so stiff? I don’t respect you less on weekdays! At the critical moment, I don’t give face like this. If we have something, we can talk about it. Do we have to keep the Liu family from coming to stage like this?

"I am willing to bet."

"Think of it, give it all."

"Are you all watching?"

Those who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, there are everywhere, especially the little black fat people and small money fans. The assists are good. The spectators present are the two with high voices and the purple-haired children who also followed suit. Zhao Yun’s master Nai Da Xia Hongyuan, with such a backstage, he had to step aside when the head of Tianzong came.

In such a disturbance, both the Liu Family and Kushan were put on the oven.

Compared to Kushan, Liu Cangkong seems to know Yang Xiong better. He has forgotten the city lord of the ancient city, obviously he is determined. Look at this posture, if his Liu family does not hand over the soldiers' shop and the three hundred thousand taels of silver, he will not be able to make this. The meeting place.

Yang Xiong's toughness today also caught him off guard.

Look at Kushan, gritted his teeth, but dare not make a mistake.

Just a moment ago, there were more than a dozen auras that locked him down, and all of them were in the underground realm. Most of them were from the City Lord's Mansion. If they dare to cheat, they will be killed on the spot.

"Zhao Yun."

Liu Ruyue spoke, looking at Zhao Yun.

This call has obvious implications.

Zhao Yun is a gambler and he only needs to speak up to make things smaller.

The two are in-laws after all.

"Ask your father, if it is me who loses, will Zhao Yun survive, don't stop when gambling, and come to be held accountable if he loses. The Liu family are all in this style?" Zhao Yun said lightly, with no expression from beginning to end. big change.

"Is it really embarrassing?"

"That day, the Liu family had thought about the face of the Zhao family."

"you....."