Eternal Gate

"I can't help myself."

Han Ming sneered, folded his hands together, and quickly changed the Yin Jue.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun also moved, swift as wind and thunder, behind him was a series of afterimages.

"Fast speed."

The spectators were surprised, and even Yunyan and Linglong raised their eyebrows.

Just now Zhao Yun said that he was running fast, and they still didn’t believe it. After seeing you this time, they really believed it. The real spiritual realm has this speed, which is beyond their expectations. With this posture, there are few rivals of the same rank, as the old saying goes. Well, it is invincible, only fast is not broken, all you need is speed.

"you....."

Han Ming's face changed, only to feel a ghost, Zhao Yun had arrived in front of him.

You fucking, Lao Tzu's seal trick is not finished yet? Do not talk about martial ethics.

What? Do you still use Jieyin for fighting?

This will be Zhao Yun's answer, a palm has already been called.

Snapped!

The applause was not only crisp, but also very pleasant.

Han Ming's head was buzzing, his hair of 37 minutes was stunned to 38 minutes, he couldn't stand a step, staggered back for a while, still maintaining the posture of pinching in his hands, and his face was ashamed.

"Where to go."

Zhao Yun stepped forward and grabbed Han Ming's wrist.

A set of his standard moves: Qi and blood rise, waist and horse unite, and they are squeezed.

At this moment, I don't know how many people are in their hearts.

Anyone caught by this stuff is not the worst, only worse.

Then, there were three consecutive booms, one louder than one.

Three consecutive falls properly.

When Zhao Yun stood firm, Han Ming was already kneeling and lying in the human-shaped pit. The flying gravel had not yet fallen. He saw blood pouring in his mouth, his internal organs moved in place, and his bones were broken. Seven or eighty-eight, and that screaming, unprecedented domineering side leakage.

"This... is over?" The spectators were shocked.

"People do battles are all rounds, this one... comes in seconds!"

"Three seconds, no more."

"If you get to the bed so quickly, it hurts your feelings."

There were a lot of sighs and tongues. It seemed that it took only three seconds from Zhao Yun's attack to Han Ming's fall. He deserved the title of Three Seconds, and he lay faster than anyone else!

"This kid."

Wu Xuantong, who was on the stage, frowned slightly.

The kid in his mouth refers to Zhao Yun, the real spiritual realm cultivation base, the speed is too fast, so fast that even Han Ming's seal technique has not been pinched, one slap one three times in a row, and the battle is quickly ended. , The loser was as fast as Han Ming, and I'll see you for the first time.

"I really look down on him."

Su Yu sighed, Lin Xie sighed, Yang Feng also sighed.

Not to mention other things, let’s just talk about Zhao Yun’s speed. Few people in the same realm can match him. I only know that Zhao Yun is a good hand at throwing people. I did not expect that this speed is also excellent. The person introduced by the female coach, Obviously it's not as simple as it seems, and it must be extraordinary to have a relationship with the female coach.

"It's so familiar."

Chi Yan and the child with purple hair murmured, their eyes were deep.

Also whispering, there is also Youlan, there is such a person in memory, and Su Ru shocked Hong, for a few moments, that person and Ji Hen's back seem to fit perfectly.

"Wait, you won't be wronged."

Wei Chuan said lightly, saying to Zheng Ming, Wei Teng and Yuan Miao.

He also underestimated Zhao Yun. It was unexpected that he still had such a posture, but how did he know that when Zhao Yun and others staged the martial arts stage, they did not move at the speed of thunder from beginning to end.

"interesting."

The old disciples all laughed playfully. It seemed that the person who came through the back door still had a few brushes, but only a few brushes. He believed that he would be able to win a battle with Zhao Yun on stage. Really think that with super fast speed, it will be invincible in the world? joke.

"You little disciple, more interesting than I thought." Linglong smiled.

"It's really not slow." Yun Yan smiled, she didn't read the book, so she just put it aside and looked at Zhao Yun.

"I underestimated you again." Mu Qinghan's rare smile was like a flower.

"No...impossible."

The most uncomfortable thing was Han Ming, his body squirming, and he wanted to get up and fight again.

However, he has the heart and powerlessness, and it is hard to move. He wants to say that he still has his hole cards untouched. The master has passed him a domineering secret technique, and he has not yet used it. Why did he lose? Anyway, I've done it! Kneeling in less than three seconds, you little thorn, you created a legend for me!

"The master said that if a fight doesn't end, it won't end, which is a waste of time."

Zhao Yun has stepped down and is approaching, returning to the people present, telling a philosophy of life.

"I haven't said it." Yunyan's expression represents this moral.

"I said." Moon God's eyes showed these words perfectly.

Fighting is fighting. It’s a matter of three times and five divisions. It is not only a waste of time, but also flaws everywhere. Naturally, the speed of stamping is fast enough, not in this list. Obviously, Han Ming is not like this. The talents, no matter how fast Yin Jue is, it is not as fast as Zhao Yun's Fengshen Step.

"Apprentice." Master Han Ming has been on stage, supporting Han Ming.

Han Ming couldn't stand still, he was thrown too hard, and his bones were broken.

"Your disciple, it doesn't seem to be great."

Yuwenhao’s master, Yan Kang’s master, Wei Teng’s master, Zheng Ming’s master... all the masters of the disciples who had been hammered by Zhao Yun came to say this. Before, their disciples were beaten up, this is not a shame. It's sarcasm, now Han Ming has also failed miserably, and they have also had mouth addiction.

Master Han Ming's old face was green, and Yun Yan's eyes were full of hostility.

"It depends on what I did, it wasn't me who did it." Yunyan pouted, it was you who could not do it.

"good very good."

Master Han Ming snorted and took Han Ming away.

He must be cured as soon as possible, and his disciples may be abandoned later.

"Another one." Su Yu said meaningfully.

The word "you" is quite accurate. Whoever fights with Zhao Yun on stage, whether it is the fault trio, the younger brother Wei Chuan, or Yuan Miao, all suffer from hemiplegia.

so:

To fight with that Xiao Wuxiu, he must be prepared to be maimed.

"Is the old man missing a talent."

Old Chen Xuan muttered that when Tianzong was being assessed that day, Zhao Yun was extremely disinterested.

Thinking about it this time, I really regret it, it seems that since Zhao Yun came to Tianzong, he has not failed!

Like him, too many elders are stroking their beards and regretting.

Cultivation is harmful! I thought that a true spirit realm had no future, but when I came to marvel at them again and again, regardless of their qualifications, I said that the results of these games, at least...will not shame the master.

"Bad eyes?" Many elders rubbed their eyes.

Perhaps, they really missed a talent, they should believe in a female coach.

The female marshal is all over the battlefield, the real quasi-world, the person she fancy, how can there be no way of doing things, what a pity! They don't believe it, it doesn't matter if one doesn't believe it, they missed a good disciple.

"Elder?"

Zhao Yun had arrived and shook before Chen Xuan's eyes.

He won. He came to get the reward. He bet five hundred thousand, and one lose nine is four and five million.

"I was really taken by you." Old Chen Xuan shook his tongue.

I want to play tricks, not dare! Not afraid of Zhao Yun, but of Yunyan.

Since he won, he would have to pay for the gambling. A pile of silver bills, no more than four and five million yuan, were all stuffed into Zhao Yun. He didn't pay the money. He was just the banker and only paid for the commission.

"Thank you elder." Zhao Yun smiled.

Four and five million taels was enough for him to use it for a long time. Cultivation consumes resources and has resources.

"That kid, surely he will win?"

Too many people saw it, and when they saw the 4.5 million, both eyes shone.

One compensation and nine bet 500,000, and there are few people with this courage, so Zhao Yun was bet.

"The blind cat ran into a dead mouse."

The greedy disciples all came to such a sentence.

After all, I still regret it, regret not betting on Zhao Yun, the odds are high!

"Elder, and me."

Qing Yao also came, her eyes curled into crescent-like smiles.

Old Chen Xuan had pains on his face again, and this little girl was also a lucky one. Even if someone was scammed, she lost money. He was afraid of clouds and mists, and also afraid of falling clouds. Those two girls were not easy to provoke.

"Thanks a lot."

Qing Yao smiled at Zhao Yun again.

Zhao Yun won, so she had money to take it, so much money, enough for her to use for a long time.

"Come on, continue." Zhao Yun is another wad of silver bills.

Qing Yao is also very courageous, and she follows as many as Zhao Yun bet.

From the outside, there is a sense of being a husband and wife, and it is natural that you won’t lose money in business.

Because of them, the odds have changed.

Previously one lost nine, now one loses two.

This is not something that Old Chen Xuan can control. After all, there are so many bets, which are based on proportion.

"One loses two, you can make money." Zhao Yun smiled brightly when he left.

When he returned to his seat, Yun Yan's eyes changed when he saw him. Xuer didn't lie. He ran very fast, and he ran fast. He was so fast that even Han Ming in the Xuanyang realm would have time to make a move in the future.

"Congratulations to Junior Brother for promotion." Mu Qinghan smiled softly.

"A fluke." Zhao Yun smiled and gave Linglong a subconscious glance.

Since sitting under him, Hongyuan's disciples have been staring at him, as if to look through him.

"You and me, really haven't seen me?" Linglong smiled.

Zhao Yun's body style, He Zhiyan and Ling Fei looked familiar, and she looked familiar.

"I haven't seen it." Zhao Yun's eyes were sincere.

The actor's acting skills are very practical no matter where he goes.

The peak of the Ksitigarbha is as exquisite, even if you look at Zhao Yun without squinting, you still haven't seen it through.

"Acknowledged wrong?" Linglong murmured in her heart.

Once, there was a little guy named Zhao Yun who had a body similar to Ji Hen.

Of course, she looked at it and looked at it, but she didn't see why, honor is different, it is not a disguise technique, and the aura is also very different. Apart from the mysterious body, it seems to have nothing to do with Zhao Yun.

call!

Zhao Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

It's here for revenge, and unless someone else sees it, he will never admit it.

Qing Yao is an exception.

As for Linglong, she is Hongyuan's disciple, and her identity is too special.

Maybe she could tell the clue that if he stabbed Ziyihou Na, ten lives would not be enough for him to die. Fortunately, he deceived Linglong. This shows how wise it was to change his breath before.

"Which one are you?" Linglong was silent, and asked Yunyan.

"Shan Yang ran out." Zhao Yun smiled harmlessly, this is the answer.

Yun Yan took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to go wild.

To be honest, the origin of this product is very mysterious, but since it was introduced by Chu Lan, she didn't doubt it, and she didn't get to the bottom of it. She couldn't ask, when she met the Red Flame Marshal, just ask her.