Eternal Gate

"Ji Hen is here."

Amidst the noise, I don't know who screamed. This sound made Zhao Yun, who had just arrived at the scene, suddenly become the focus, followed by a Mu Qinghan behind him, who also touched his light, and became an object of attention.

"It's really coming."

"Don't dare to fight Weichuan, Zheng Ming came to challenge him, that kid is nothing!"

"Zheng Ming is in the Xuanyang Realm, and which is weaker and stronger is unknown."

The crowd gave way again, but the look in Zhao Yun's eyes was mostly contemptuous. Wei Chuan waited for him for a day yesterday, but he didn't dare to come. As soon as Wei Chuan left, he jumped out and jumped on the beam. So, this one who came through the back door was a jumping clown.

"It's not that I won't come, the master won't let you come."

Zhao Yun wanted to open his mouth with these words, but let's just think about it.

After all, in the eyes of these people, it is just a bullshit, and he has been deemed to be a tortoise.

"I thought, you want to hide in Zizhu Peak for the New Year?"

Zheng Ming let out a faint smile, his back straight, condescending, looking down or obliquely, deducting a certain contempt to the extreme. Although the opponent has secret skills for throwing people, he is not unprepared. He has been studying for a few days, as long as he doesn't Being caught by Ji Hen was unharmed.

Moreover, he also has the backing and thinks he can easily solve Zhao Yun.

"Don't hang the lottery."

Zhao Yun took the stage one step at a time, he was very casual about whether he hit or not, mainly because of silver.

If you have money, just take it lightly.

If there is no oily head, then you will be beaten to death.

There is no money to take, and he feels unhappy, and his hands are heavy, which is also excusable.

"Two hundred thousand, take it away if you have the ability."

Zheng Ming came prepared, and a wad of silver bills was placed on the battlefield at will.

It was another two hundred thousand. The spectators gathered in the audience, each of them was touching their chins. Isn't two hundred thousand taels already a standard for the stage of martial arts, or tickets, don't go if you have no money.

"It's easy to say." Zhao Yun smiled, and the smiling thief was happy.

"Give me... set."

When Zhao Yun finished speaking, he heard Zheng Ming let out a bluff, opened his five fingers towards Zhao Yun, and looked at his palm. There was also a character "fixed" inscribed. It was obviously a fixation spell, oh no, it should be a fixation spell, which was melted into the palm by a special method , He shot extremely fast, hitting a hit.

Looking at Zhao Yun, the raised hand was frozen in the air, and even his mouth was half open. It was like a stone sculpture. It was forbidden to move. Anyone who looked at him thought he was frozen.

The Xuanyang-level holding curse is still very effective for the true spirit realm.

"This is... over?" the spectators were startled.

"Zheng Ming is not stupid, he still knows the use of holding spells." Someone sighed, "I was so immobilized, Ji Hen would have no chance of turning over. It is enough for a real little Wu Xiu to slap him with a palm."

"Finally, a brain came to make it easier."

A lot of people laughed. If you hit a small true spirit realm, why do you need to use mystery, throw out a holding spell, and the whole world will be quiet. If the previous trio of finding faults knew this, they would not be thrown down. Can, it's here, even the hole cards will be available in the future.

Wei Chuan's younger brother is still shrewd, and he can win as much as he can.

"Xuan Yang is embarrassed to move the body curse to the true spirit." Mu Qinghan snorted coldly, and there was true essence flowing between her palms. When necessary, she would make a move. It was not because the younger brother was beaten by her. Whether it breaks the rules or violates the door rules, she will take care of the little brother.

"The process is not important, the important thing is the result."

The corners of Zheng Ming's mouth were slightly raised. He obviously didn't know what his face was. He had walked step by step. There was still electric light coming out of his sleeves. It was a silver sword, which he held firmly in his hand, and came towards Zhao Yun. .

Zhao Yun didn't move, that posture, the one in which he was posing was called upright.

In fact, he didn't have anything to do. A Rooting Curse of this level couldn't hold him down. The reason he didn't move was to fight surprise attacks. If he didn't show his strength, he wouldn't show it.

Only by pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger can we get more money.

Only when it comes to Xinzong Grand Competition, will he really make full use of his strength.

As for Zheng Ming, he is still far from the qualifications to let him touch his background.

"No more, just one hand."

Zheng Ming smiled faintly, and the silver sword in his hand was screaming. When he said that, he would tilt Zhao Yun's hand. When Wei Chuan came back, he would give Zhao Yun's arm as a gift to the boss.

The spectators took more hands, because the next scene will be very bloody.

Zhao Yun sneered in his heart. I really don't know where he is. He still wants to take my hand.

"Don't be afraid..."

Zheng Ming has already arrived, has raised the killing sword, a kind of playful smile, a touch of brutality.

In an instant, his killing sword fell.

In an instant, Mu Qinghan also moved, holding a real yuan in his hand.

Of course, before she could shoot, she saw Zhao Yun, who was like a statue, suddenly raised her hand, and grabbed Zheng Ming's wrist like a steel pliers, clenched firmly.

"The fixation spell is invalid?" The spectators were shocked.

Their surprise was also Mu Qinghan's surprise. The True Yuan that was about to be played was collected again, and the younger brother had already grabbed Zheng Ming's wrist, as if she didn't need her help anymore.

"You..." Zheng Ming's expression changed suddenly, and he didn't know how Zhao Yun broke the holding spell.

"Come." Zhao Yun yelled and he had already lifted Zheng Ming, and the spectators also looked up collectively. This one who came through the back door was going to perform another secret technique for them.

"Not good." Zheng Ming yelled, really not stupid, he knew that something was wrong.

Knowing it is useless.

Zhao Yun has fallen, his waist and horse are united, his posture is domineering and leaking.

Looking down on it, the whole action was done in one go, and most people really couldn't learn it.

boom!

The following bang was quite loud.

The screams that accompanied the rumbling were also extremely pleasing. Zheng Ming’s **** old Gao had seen Zhao Yun throwing people, and it hurts when he looked at it. Now he feels it personally. The bones crackled, and the whole person felt like they were falling apart.

boom! boom!

After such a while, Zhao Yun made it up twice.

Three consecutive falls, properly three consecutive falls.

A Xuanyang realm, was maimed on the spot and fainted.

"This kid, what a freak." Someone wondered, "How to break the body spell."

"Now it seems that I was locked up before and I was doing a show." The discerning person knew at a glance, Ji Hen's display of weakness caused Zheng Ming to relax his vigilance and was caught off guard.

"Another one."

"If you fight with Ji Hen, don't even think about seeing the secret technique."

Someone told the truth, and it was true. There was a fault finding trio before, and Wei Chuanxiao's attendant in the back. It seemed that they would have time to use the secret technique in the future. Once they were caught by that guy, they would be properly disabled.

"Little Junior Brother, you surprised me again." Mu Qinghan couldn't help but smile, worrying that it was completely redundant. The one named Ji Hen had a few brushes, and even the Rooting Curse was not effective on him!

"It's undeniable that the anger is a bit big."

Zhao Yun was not idle, received the bank note, and flipped around on Zheng Ming's body. Everything that could be sold for money was wiped out. If it were not for the untimely situation, he would probably take Zheng Ming off. There is a pair of floral pants left.

The corners of the spectators' lips twitched.

Judging by Zhao Yun's numb tactics, one can see that he does not do less sneaky activities.

Everyone fainted, they were all disabled, and they took the banknotes. Why did they rob?

If Zheng Ming was still awake, he would definitely curse.

You little thorny old man, why don't you talk about martial virtues!

"I was embarrassed for him."

The people in the audience sighed and talked constantly, and couldn't bear to look at Zheng Ming.

As the protagonist, Zheng Mingzi was also embarrassed. He was stunned and crippled. He was crippled by someone else. He really complied with his previous attitude of seeing death as his home.

Facts have proved that this kind of technical work pretending to be forced has to be the boss.