gate of eternity

Zheng!

The sound of the piano sounded quickly, melodious and graceful.

Qingyao's Qinglian song is pleasing to the eye, and the sound of the piano is like the sound of a sword.

"Your piano sound has no effect on me."

Xiao Wunian smashed the battle platform in one step and attacked, resisting with his body.

The sound of the zither and the light of the sword were sharp, but when it hit him, it was like being hit on a steel plate. There was only fire, not to mention serious injuries to his body, even the protective essence could not be broken, and the clanging sound was endless.

Seeing this, Qingyao stood up with her sword in hand, and fled behind her.

Although Wu Nian was small in stature, she was fast. He was overtaken in three or two steps and slapped out with a single palm.

Qingyao touched the ground with her toes, forming a seal with one hand, and leaped back at the same time. In front of her, a shield of true energy was gathered, but it was smashed by Wu Nian's palm in just a moment.

seal up!

Qingyao scolded, and the seal formula changed again.

Then, she saw two vines protruding from the ground under Wu Nian's feet. It was a kind of wood escape secret technique. One left and one right wrapped Wu Nian's ankles, delaying Wu Nian's attack. Come.

"I'm not afraid."

Wu Nian stretched out her right hand, grasping the tip of the sword impartially.

Qingyao tried her best to mobilize Qi and blood, but it was difficult to penetrate half a point, and she was locked tightly by Wu Nian.

"Eat my palm."

Wu Nian's left hand surged with real energy, and he slapped it out with a palm.

Qingyao had expected it a long time ago, she abandoned her sword and stepped on the battle platform to avoid retreating.

"Where to go?"

Wu Nian was faster, and formed a seal with one hand, using a secret method of confinement.

The retreating Qingyao was restrained, and before she could stand still, Wu Nian killed her in front of her, and pointed her finger between her eyebrows, but she only pointed lightly, without any intention of killing, or he kept his hand away. .

"I lost." Qing Yao smiled softly, but she could see it.

Also like Mu Qinghan, she is extremely honored to be able to reach this level.

A confrontation came and went quickly.

When Wu Nian stepped down, he smiled at Su Yu, meaning: I'm keeping my hand.

"Children can be taught." Su Yu wiped his nosebleed.

Sikong Jiannan next to him was also wiping his nosebleeds. When Wu Nian was fighting on stage, the two of them were beaten up. Their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen. It was because of the two iron rods they threw that triggered the murder.

Man Teng is from the beginning to the end.

When it arrived, I didn't know why these two guys were beaten.

"Taking some time, I have to teach him the essentials of driving." Su Yu and Jiannan took a deep breath, otherwise, it would be really shameless to take this guy out for a walk, this is a big fool!

"Mo Dao, Tang Hao, come on stage." Wu Xuantong yawned.

After the words fell, Mo Dao stepped onto the stage in one step, and with a sound of landing, he still had a domineering aura.

On the opposite side, Tang Hao lacked confidence.

The opponent is a ruthless character.

"There is no suspense." Chen Xuan took a sip of wine, and said with certainty.

"No suspense." Zhao Yun said the same.

The spectators' judgments on the battle situation were surprisingly unanimous.

Tang Hao and Mo Dao are not at the same level at all.

"Let's go to war." Wu Xuantong retreated with his hands in his hands, leaving the field open.

Zheng!call out!Whoosh!

As soon as Wu Xuantong backed away, Tang Hao flicked his sleeves one after another, hidden weapons came out frequently, flying knives and poisonous needles were all connected together, especially the flying needles, each one was as thin as a cow's hair, hard to see with the naked eye.

Look at the ink knife, it is extraordinarily strong.

The so-called strength means coming step by step.

The hidden weapon couldn't break through his defense, only sparks sparked on his body surface.

"So strong?" Tang Hao was startled.

Without thinking too much, he flicked a dozen or so black iron eggs.

Proper smoke bombs are only used to cover the time limit of the ink knife, and he can also take advantage of the situation to attack.

"These are useless to me."

The ink knife made a faint sound, and made a tactic with the knife in one hand and the other in the other.

He used a kind of wind escape secret technique, which formed a powerful hurricane, blowing away the black smoke forcefully, perhaps because the hurricane was too strong, it even affected Tang Hao, almost got sucked in, and stepped back.

"Seal it for me."

Tang Haohuo fixed his body, clasped his hands together, and quickly changed the seal formula.

Suddenly, there were rune chains from the ground, which came out from the ground and locked Mo Dao's hands and feet. These unusual rune chains not only have the power of sealing, but also have the effect of absorbing true essence.

"This method is useless to me."

The ink knife kept pace, and forcibly broke the rune chain.

At this point, he didn't bother to waste time, and he slashed down with his saber Lingtian. The blade's light was five or six long enough, and the power of the saber was unmatched.

When Tang Hao saw it, his face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly raised his sword to block.

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There are still chapters later, which will be later.

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Chapter 384 Breaking Three Curses With One Word

hum!

The ink knife fell, and Tang Hao half-kneeled on the ground.

All the elders present could see that the ink knife hadn't used all its strength, otherwise, Tang Hao might have been hacked.

"I lost."

Tang Hao laughed at himself, they are all monsters, he and Mo Dao are really not at the same level,

This is the last game.

The ensuing resurrection match had no meaning at all. The losers such as Mu Qinghan, Tang Hao, Man Teng, You Lan, and Qing Yao had all used their chances of resurrection. In this way, only Chu Wushuang was left. The opponents will all advance directly.

"Ji Hen, Chu Wushuang, Ink Knife, Liu Ruyue, Han Xue, Wu Nian, Prajna, come to the stage to draw lots." Wu Xuantong yelled loudly. He used to be the elite among the elites, but now the remaining seven , It should be the evildoer among the evildoers. When he called his name, he took another look at Ji Hen. This little martial artist in the real spirit realm actually entered the semi-finals. Looking at the history of Tianzong, this should be the first one. In the next few games, he, Ji Hen, will be a legend.

In the Realm of the Realm, this person should be the strongest.

"Brothers and sisters, save face." This would be Zhao Yun's answer.

Whether it's luck or strength, he has fought up, and he is one step closer to the awakening pill.

Seven people were called, but only six came to the stage.

Chu Wushuang was the most proud person in the audience, in terms of style, no one could compare.

"I'm used to it." Wu Xuantong muttered in his heart.

"I'm used to it." Zhao Yun and the others who came to the stage to draw lots also said the same thing.

The seven jade plaques were quickly hung on the wall, and it was clear at a glance who was whose opponent: Liu Ruyue Lunkong, Ji Hen versus Banruo, Xiao Wunian versus Chu Wushuang, and Mo Dao versus Han Xue.

"This time you win again, the old man takes your surname." Old Chen Xuan cursed for a while, blah, and the people present looked sideways, knowing that the you Chen Xuan said meant Ji Hen, because of that guy, It was a miserable loss for the old Chen Xuan, not to mention the wife and the coffin.

"If you win again this time, I'll eat the table." Old Xuanshan bluffed.

"If you win again this time, I'll cut off my little brother."

Chen Xuanlao and Lao Xuanshan are both pediatricians, and the next one is the ruthless person.

It's Man Teng, who is still covered with a quilt and warming himself by the fire, howling with domineering air.

"Visual inspection, it can be fried." Su Yu measured Man Teng's height.

"It tastes better when it's roasted, with more cumin and chili." Sikong Jiannan also added a knife.

"How many talents have been blown up in a new sect competition!" Too many elders sighed.

"One Ji Hen, how many people have been harmed!" These words were also said by the elders.

"Why so many people can't think about it?" Qing Yao looked at Old Chen Xuan, and also at Old Xuanshan. In the end, she was looking at the big man, Tianzong is so ruthless, it is true!

Zhao Yun didn't say a word, ignoring those old guys, just looking at Man Teng.

Later, he doesn't mind doing the knife himself and unloading it for that guy's little brother.

"If you win again this time, the old man will go bankrupt."

Wu Xuantong walked away with his hands in his hands, and when he passed by Zhao Yun, he was still moaning.

The meaning in the words!It's still obvious: it's still necessary to lose a game. Let me go bankrupt, and it's so fucking strange to smash the window of your house. It happened to you several times.

Without thinking, they have all stepped down.

On stage, only Zhao Yun and Prajna were left.

"Up to three rounds."

"No way! Ji Hen can fight Man Teng for so long, but he can't last three rounds."

"It also depends on who you fight with. Prajna has a strong mind."

Before the war started, I heard the comments below, most of them were guessing the outcome of the battle, and they were really not optimistic about Ji Hen as always. In the eyes of most people, Ji Hen took away a sea of ​​thought power.

Not to mention other people, even Yunyan and the others think so.

"Junior brother, be careful of Buddhist mind power." Mu Qinghan reminded.

Zhao Yun didn't answer, and faced Prajnayao, one was like a monument, and the other was like a fairy.

"You are not my opponent, get off the stage!" Banruo smiled softly.

"There is something I wanted to ask Senior Sister for a long time." Zhao Yun said lightly.

"But it doesn't matter."

"Buddhas have a saying, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda; whoever kills a life will go to hell." Zhao Yun said flatly, his eyes were calm, and he looked straight at Prajna.

Hearing it, Prajna frowned slightly.

Hearing this, the people in the audience were also inexplicable for a while, just because of this question, it was very strange.

"The heinous devil, put down the butcher knife, can he become a Buddha immediately?" Zhao Yun asked again.

"Buddhas are merciful." Prajna smiled peacefully.

"What a Buddhist family, what a merciful one." Zhao Yun smiled with an indescribable sarcasm. This Buddhist believer would never have thought that Wang Yang, whom she saved, would have become a big devil long ago, so With the magical power of living beings, I don't know how many people were buried under his butcher knife.

"Junior brother, if you have something to say, you might as well speak up." Prajna smiled.

"It's useless to talk too much, let's fight." Zhao Yun drank clang, and his true energy surged violently.

Hey!

Prajna sighed, which seemed to be a compassionate sigh.

As she sighed, the Buddhist voice of Hong Zhong Da Lu resounded again, it was still the Great Compassion Mantra.

Zhao Yun didn't say a word, but walked step by step.

He is listening to the Buddha's voice, listening to the so-called compassion.

"The Great Compassion Curse doesn't work for him?" Many people raised their eyebrows with surprise.

"Shouldn't be!"