Eternal Gate

Under the moon, Wan Lai was silent.

Restless like Zhao Yun, he is also cross-legged, concentrates on training, and exercises his body again and again. Looking at his bones, he has become a little bit golden.

King Kong is not bad, and all laws are not invaded.

He walked in this direction, so thank the Moon God for pointing this direction for him.

Ok?

Suddenly, Zhao Yun opened his eyes, raised his head slightly, glanced upwards, his eyes swaying left and right, because there were people on the roof, and the eaves had already been lowered, and he had landed in the small garden.

In the middle of the night, someone really couldn't sleep.

A dark shadow can be seen across the window, wearing night clothes, sneaky, looking left and right in the garden, and finally, to the soldiers shop...throwing two dark iron eggs.

When he saw it, the man in black was already on the eaves and rushing into the streets. A whole set of movements were not ordinary skillful, and he knew that he would often do it.

Then, the soldiers shop caught fire.

Needless to say, it was the man in black who did it. The two iron eggs thrown out earlier should be specially made objects that could ignite fire instantly.

"interesting."

Zhao Yun sneered, holding the Long Yuan sword, got up and broke the window, and went straight to the man in black to chase.

I set fire to my house and want to leave?

Before leaving, he used three stones to knock the old grandson and their room, but stop sleeping, he got up to fight the fire.

"on fire."

As soon as he left the army shop, he heard the shouts, it was Yang Da and Wu Er, who had already seen the wolf smoke of the army shop.

It was quiet this night, because they screamed, shocked too many people in their dreams, and the noise filled the streets.

"When the front foot is closed, the back foot catches fire?"

"The Zhao family has been unlucky enough these days."

"Zhao Yun is really a dead star?"

There are a lot of talks, pointing and pointing, most of the theatergoers, there is actually a good show in the middle of the night.

"A fire is enough."

On the eaves in the distance, the man in black hadn't left, looking at the raging flames, he showed an abusive smile. It was his director's drama, which was so beautiful.

After seeing it, he turned and lowered the eaves.

Hum!

In the darkness, there was a buzzing sound, a sword that God knew came from, hit his forehead straight, and the oncoming wind also brought dragons.

puff!

The blood light under the stars was extremely dazzling.

The man in black bled blood.

I didn't expect someone to sneak attack. Although he avoided the vital point of the head, he was still caught.

It was Zhao Yun who shot it.

The arsonist ran fast, his legs and feet were numb, and Fengshen step had begun to enter the court.

"Who."

The black-clothed man shouted angrily, staggered and embarrassed enough, he suffered a sword, his left shoulder burst, and his entire left arm was drooped.

Not surprisingly, this hand was abandoned.

No one responded to his anger.

The square was black and there were no figures, but the sword he struck was a serious pain.

This is embarrassing. Just as soon as I set off a fire, I turned my head and was fucked, and the report came too quickly.

"Who."

The man in black hissed again, with a sword out of his sleeve.

Hum!

The words fell, and there was another buzzing sound, coming from behind, the sound of the sword hitting the air.

It was Zhao Yun who had shot out from the ground, and the Long Yuan sword in his hand had already been smashed by the sky.

puff!

The man in black who had just turned around took another sturdy sword. It was the left arm, but now it is the right arm. The blood is flowing down the arm, okay! This is symmetrical.

Not over yet.

Before he could stand firm, Zhao Yun arrived with a powerful dragon palm, with thunder and lightning lingering between his palms, powerful and domineering.

puff!

The third blood light was the most dazzling. There was such a mouthful of old blood that sprayed three feet high.

Now, the whole world is quiet.

The man in black knelt, his left and right arms received a sword, both arms were scrapped, and the palm on his chest was sour and refreshing, and his breastbone was broken.

Injury is the second, mainly because of aggrieved, damn, I haven't seen who it is from the beginning to the end.

"This Xiongtai is so good-natured!"

Zhao Yun smiled and finally walked out of the darkness.

As soon as these words came out, the man in black spurted blood again.

Did your grandma’s grandma go out to fight, maimed people first, and then talk about the opening remarks?

Unfortunately, Zhao Yun also covered his face and couldn't see who it was.

"It's really rare to be as resistant as my old brother." Zhao Yun sighed.

The words are true.

After suffering a powerful dragon palm, plus two dragon deep swords, this is not dead, the real spiritual realm, the man in black is definitely one of the more outstanding ones, if it is a normal real spiritual realm, a sword smashes it, few can stand stable.

It was due to the carelessness of the other party, and also due to his evasive skills, who really wanted to face hard steel, he was mostly not a black opponent.

The man in black kept silent, but stared at Zhao Yun. This person who appeared from nowhere was too weird. He was clearly in the Ning Yuan realm, but he had maimed his true spiritual realm.

There is also the previous method of entering the ground, which should be the legendary escape technique. This secret method has long been lost. If it were not, he would not be caught off guard.

"Come on, let Xiaoye see, where are you from?"

Zhao Yun put **** together, drew out a true essence, and pushed aside the black cloth covering the face of the man in black, revealing a pale face, sinister and cunning.

This is not important, what is important is that he recognizes this person, belongs to the Liu Family Bingpu, and is called Lao Dao.

So far, he doesn't understand very much, his name is Lao Dao, why the sword is still a slender and black sword.

"Can't wait?"

Zhao Yun sighed, and the moment he recognized the old knife, he had insight into the conspiracy. Liu Canghai must have sent it. It was nothing more than making trouble, buying Zhaojia Bingpu for the Liu family, and doing foreplay.

"Meeting in the water, no grievances and no grudges, why attack me." The old Dao snorted coldly and stumbled back until he retreated to the foot of the wall. He was seriously injured and his arms were scrapped. It was similar to a scrapped person for a short time, and the Ning Yuan state could also destroy him.

"I just went to my house and set a fire. How can there be no grievances or enmity." Zhao Yun smiled, letting him say, and the black cloth covering his face floated down, revealing his slightly delicate face.

"You... Zhao Yun?"

Old Dao condensed his eyes, his expression was unbelievable, he had thought of too many people, but he had never thought that he was the young master of the Zhao family.

Isn't this peculiar? Can you practice again? And also took him down.

"Very surprised?"

Zhao Yun raised his sword and looked at Old Dao with a smile.

"It was Uncle Liu, his eyes were awkward."

Old Dao smiled, but he didn't smile. He really underestimated the abandoned young master of the Zhao family, Yue Hei Feng Gao Ye, and gave him such a big surprise.

"The eyes are clumsy, it makes you long eyes."

Zhao Yun smiled and raised the Long Yuan sword.

"You...you want to kill me?"

The old knife suddenly changed his face, knowing the power of Zhao Yun's sword too much, and smashing it on his forehead, even if he was in the real spiritual realm, he would die.

"Don't kill... keep it for the New Year?"

Zhao Yun said calmly, and a sword fell.

puff!

With blood bursts, Lao Dao died on the spot, and he was depressed to death, so awkward.

The cost of setting the fire was too high.

Zhao Yun didn't change his face, took the old knife's belongings, and then took the corpses and destroyed them.

After doing this, he turned and disappeared.

Reappearing, it is already the street.

A lot of people gathered in the soldiers' shop, but the fire has been extinguished, what a loss! It is there.

"The Liu family, it's a beautiful job."

Zhao Yun glanced sideways and glanced to the south, in the direction of Liu Jiabingpu, as if he could see the ugly faces across the darkness.

"Come and not be indecent."

Zhao Yun closed his eyes and walked towards Zhaojiabing Shop.

Don't worry, wait for the soldiers to spread out and wait for Lao Tzu to stabilize. I will also go to your house and set fire to my house. You will also have to put some blood in the Liu family. Those who like to come to the shade like this will never kill you.

On the way back, Zhao Yun took out the ledger and liquidated the Liu family's property in Wangucheng.

In the future, I will go shopping one by one.

If you can take it, you can take it if you can take it, or if you can’t take it, Quante will give you a mess.