Eternal Gate

"What a monster!"

"The sage zombies are all dead."

"The fruit from the outer universe is not simple."

The shadows of people in the gambling arena were dark, sighing, shocked and surprised... The sound filled the audience.

Some people are happy and some are sad, like the audience, everyone is very comfortable; like the host, like eating a scale, and holding the hand on his chest for a long time, he has not let go for a long time, what a terrible loss!

"What's his name?"

"It seems to be called Zhao Yun."

The host who came to join in the fun all took a small notebook, danced with dragons and phoenixes, and wrote down the name of Zhao Yun. This guy is a beast, so you have to watch it closely. If you go to their challenge, you will not lose and go bankrupt. Therefore, it is necessary to pull into the blacklist.

"It's careless."

Seeing that so many people were attracted, Zhao Yun secretly shouted badly.

After these two fights, they should not be given special care!

No problem.

Let's watch the old man fool around.

Under everyone's attention, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his huge golden body exploded with a bang, and he also fell down from the air, giving people a battle platform, and smashed a big hole out.

Seeing this, the lively gambling arena was instantly silent.

After three or two moments, I saw the old man stroke his beard earnestly:

"He... I'm afraid he's seriously injured."

The elders have said so, can Zhao Yun not act like it?

When he climbed out of the pit, his energy and blood had collapsed, and his ruddy face was instantly pale, like an alcoholic who had been drinking too much. Spray, and play the seriously injured gesture into the wood for three points.

"It should have been illegal to open the forbidden law, and it was backlashed."

"It's still too young to gamble with your life!"

"He won't lose 200,000 Nether Stones if he wins."

It was still a noisy discussion, which has not been cut off for a long time.

Zhao Yun, who is possessed by the actor, divides three and five by two, and makes it clear to the spectators present. For this reason... he really hurt himself, is it easy to earn some money?

"I won."

Zhao Yun staggered and then stood firm, a tired look of the grandstander.

When he spoke, there was still blood flowing from his mouth, and his qi and blood were extremely depressed.

"I'm willing to admit defeat."

The host's laughter is really uglier than crying at this moment.

As he said that, he also took out a storage bag, a total of 200,000.

"Thank you, senior." Zhao Yun took the storage bag and turned to leave.

"It's rare that the weather is just right today, so there will be no more fights?" The host laughed.

"In the state of the junior, your sage zombie can't even kill me with one palm."

"Why don't I change you a quasi-holy zombie?"

"Don't fight, today's injury is really too serious."

"Aren't you afraid?" The host smiled.

"Will I be afraid?" Zhao Yun, who was about to step down, turned around abruptly, tugged up his sleeves, and the domineering side leaked in his voice, "Come on, go ahead, hammer you to death."

Got it! ... hooked.

The station owner was secretly delighted, or was it better to use the law, and wanted to leave after winning?

Zhao Yun was also saying this in his heart, he definitely didn't want to leave if he won! Want to win more? You use the aggressive method, and the young master will count on it! Whoa, whoa, it's all money!

Secretly happy to secretly happy... The host dare not show it.

Seeing him stroke his beard deeply, "Are you really going to fight?"

"There's so much nonsense." Zhao Yun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, straightened his back abruptly, and forcibly gathered his qi and blood. Anyone who looked at it would not think he was holding on.

"This... is hooked?"

"Young man! He's still too impatient."

"There is good combat power in Kong, but his brain is not very bright."

The authorities are confused, the bystanders are clear.

There were more whispers in the audience, mostly talking about Zhao Yun.

The station owner was obviously digging a hole, but the kid really jumped in.

Right.

Junior! All of them are young and energetic, and they like to be strong and win.

If you don't endure a few social beatings, you won't have a long memory.

"Ginger is old and spicy!"

The spectators sighed a lot, and many people watched the host.

The station owner sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, but Quan Dang didn't see it.

Anyway, if I lose money, the old man has to get it back.

As for the process...does it matter?

Speaking of money, the storage bag Zhao Gongzi had already brought out, and the 400,000 dark stones that had not yet been warmed, smashed onto the battlefield with a bang, and he was just about to say: I am the best in the world.

Whoosh!

The host's hands and feet were also numb, and he immediately sent zombies up.

He is an old man with disheveled hair, a proper quasi-saint.

beat!

As soon as Zhao Yun stood firm on his forefoot, the station master couldn't wait to issue an attack order.

The stationary old zombie moved violently, with a lightning-like long whip in his hand, and a whip threw out a thunderbolt, ignoring the defense of the fleshly body and focusing on the real body of the primordial spirit.

Wow!

Zhao Yun's acting skills were superb, and he sold a flaw on the spot. He was severely whipped, like a blood-stained sandbag. Zhao Yun burst into flames, blood lighted one after another.

"That guy is looking for a beating!" The people in the audience shook their heads.

It was turned over in one face-to-face, and that's it, still want to win money?

The most delighted is the host, the haze on his face has been swept away.

At this rate, within ten rounds, he will be able to collect the money.

puff!

Zhao Yun was bleeding again, and there were two more intersecting ravines in front of his chest.

The old zombie didn't give him a chance to breathe, and he appeared like a ghost again.

"Force me to open up." Zhao Yun cursed loudly, forcibly opening the body protection Tiangang.

The old zombie slammed into a straight board, and even the man and the long whip were shaken.

He continued to act again. After opening Tiangang, he coughed up blood again, and gave the spectators a false impression of serious injuries. In fact, he had nothing to do with him. Except for some internal injuries, other things were trivial. How miserable, how to catch big fish.

"Repression!"

The old zombie didn't say a word, but the host snorted.

As he said, illusory talismans flew out from the body of the old zombie. The number was huge, and the rank was not low. It covered the entire battlefield. It was an attack, and it was also sealed and imprisoned.

Zhao Gongzi showed the audience what acting skills are with practical actions.

It is nothing more than flying around on the stage, and most of the time, it even rolls and climbs.

Dramatic! The embarrassed posture when seriously injured is vividly interpreted.

"It hurts to look at."

The stall owner under the stage grinned and clicked his tongue.

The other spectators had basically the same demeanor.

It seems that since the start of the war, the outsider named Zhao Yun has been hammered and can't lift his head. Seeing his splendid physique, he is already devastated. On the other hand, looking at the old zombies, they are fighting more and more fiercely. The challenger is a ferocious operation.

boom.

I do not know when to annihilate.

Zhao Gongzi knelt down, oh no, he was lying on his back, like a dead pig, lying on the stage, motionless, only to see his body twitching, and a string of blood foam was spit out from his mouth, and he disappeared for a while. The old man zombie, like a straight javelin, stood in front of him, the long whip in his hand, and the golden blood dripping.

"Yes, 400,000 is gone." Everyone in the audience coughed dryly, especially the old guys. The movements of stroking their beards, as always, showed a very good expression: young people, it's nothing to be frustrated. Bad things, get beat up to be honest.

"Laugh if you want, don't hold back."

Many people squinted at the host.

The host is also real, and he is really happy.

"Go to your grandma." Just when everyone thought that the dust had settled, Zhao Yun jumped up again, and he touched an iron rod out of nowhere, and one of the rods swung the old man's zombie away.

The master was caught off guard.

The spectators were also caught off guard.

After reacting, the old man zombie has already landed.

"This......"

There was silence again, and everyone in the audience basically had their mouths half open.

Is this a sneak attack? ...Yes, this is a sneak attack, and it was a sudden attack.

Although he doesn't talk much about martial arts, that guy... seems to have won.

The old zombie has already fallen to the battlefield, so he won!

"This...I..."

This is the host with a smile on his face, but his expression has changed from clear to cloudy to heavy rain.

He was too happy too early, the ghost knows that little bastard, he actually gave him such a show, kneeling on his knees, you put it on your stomach! Have to come to a shocking reversal?

Pfft!

Zhao Yun didn't take a step to stand firm, and sat on the battlefield. He must have been confused, and his head was buried like a rattle.

After a long time, I saw him look up and said in a daze, "I, did I win?"

"Win! You must win!" The audience became lively.

"Senior?" Zhao Yun turned his eyes and looked at the host with a harmless face.

Where is the face of the host! It was as black as coke, and the loser was confused.

"What? ... Where is the money!"

The spectators, who were afraid that the world would not be in chaos, followed suit.

Give it, how dare the host not to give it, it is the hand that draws out the money, which is a little trembling.

"How embarrassing that is." Zhao Yun laughed, clutching his old waist and limping over. He performed well, and the appearance fee was high. If he played a few more shows, he could always make a fortune.

"But it's still a challenge." When the host said this, his old eyes were angry.

"I can't stand anymore." Zhao Gongzi said, shaking again.

"I've tried quasi-sages and saints, but don't want to try the Emperor Zombies?" The host's words lingered, and the people in the audience pouted for a while after hearing these words.

"Imperial Realm challenges Imperial Realm Zombies, isn't it in compliance with the rules!" Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows.

"The rules are set by people, and there is no harm in changing them." The host said nonsense in a serious manner:

"Of course... If you're afraid, old man Quan Dang didn't say anything."

"Afraid? I will be afraid?" Zhao Yun, who was shaking, stood firm in an instant.

"Don't fight." The stall owner who was under the stage reminded.

"Huh?" The host glanced at the goods and saw that the stall owner was anxious to urinate.

"Tonight...the moon is quite bright."

The stall owner raised his eyes and glanced at the boundless sky.

The first-level official crushes people to death! Who makes people a ghost?

"Don't stop me, I'm going to have a grand slam today." Zhao Yun rolled up his sleeves again, and placed all 800,000 dark stones there. The audience was full of sighs, this kid from outside the universe, more than The combat power is not bad, and the courage is not ordinary!

"Three talents... come here." The master said lightly.

Then, I saw a purple-eyed zombie walking forward.

The third is his code name, a proper emperor-level zombie.

"Don't let the old man down." The host patted the zombie.

Xu is that everyone in the audience was looking at Zhao Yun, as if he didn't realize that the old man had shot a silver light into the zombie's body.

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