Eternal Gate

"Come first, come later, fellow Taoists are late."

With a faint sound, Zhao Yun collected the purple ancient scroll and turned around after paying the money.

Xi Ling hurriedly followed, and when passing by Yan Kang, she didn't forget to take a peek.

"Where to go."

Yan Kang snorted coldly, and took a quick step to pat.

Zhao Yunhuo turned around, first opened Xi Ling with one hand, then slapped it out.

boom!

With two palms, thunderstorms were heard.

Looking at the two sides, Zhao Yun didn't move, and his expression was unwavering, while Yan Kang, who was a little bit awkward, stepped back two or three steps, his palm fingers and arm bones numb, and then... the pain was terrible.

What about the Xuanyang Realm, it was completely defeated against Zhao Yun in the True Spirit Realm.

The owner of the drugstore was surprised. Previously, Zhao Yun had not revealed his true essence and did not know Zhao Yun’s cultivation skills. Now that he has revealed that Zhao Yun is a true spiritual realm, and only Yan Kang is in the Xuanyang realm. This is a bit scary, the true spiritual realm is so strong?

"Good boy, I really underestimate you."

Yan Kang's demeanor was brutal, his true essence surged, and even more murderous intent was revealed.

Damn it, is it so hard for Lao Tzu to pretend to be so hard? So time and again... all pretending to be unsuccessful!

Also... he didn't recognize Zhao Yun.

Zong Zhao Yun revealed his breath, but he did not recognize Zhao Yun.

Xuanhuang Zhiqi was very effective in refining the physique. It has changed its breath, and outsiders can't recognize it, even if it is Yan Kang, who has fought with Zhao Yun once, even if he has Tianyan.

"Little Lord."

But in a few seconds, the blood eagle clan elder arrived.

Then, there was terrible pressure. The Wu Xiu of the three Tibetan realms made Zhao Yun snorted, but Xi Ling behind him didn't feel anything, just because Zhao Yun resisted all the power.

Zhao Yun's expression remained unchanged. If these three old guys were not guarding in secret, he wouldn't mind destroying Yan Kang in the street. He had this strength, had this foundation, and was more confident to escape.

"Junior, looking for death."

The blood eagle elder shouted violently, and a stronger coercion appeared suddenly.

"Wow! There is another big show." Many people gathered in a gesture of watching the excitement.

"Yan Zhong, this is Mingyue Ancient City, despise the rules here?"

Before Zhao Yun could react, he heard the words of Youyou. He was a middle-aged man in armor. He was quite angry. He should have been on the battlefield and patrolling the street. By coincidence, he ran into someone pretending to be forced.

"He hurt my young master." Yan Zhong snorted coldly.

"I am not blind, and whoever did the first hand is not missing." The middle-aged in armor smiled, and he has seen it from a long distance, and opened his eyes to talk nonsense. This is not the territory of your blood eagle clan.

"you...."

Yan Zhong was speechless for a while, and wanted to show off, seemingly lacking in confidence.

Mingyue Ancient City is different from other ancient cities. The city lord of his family had a feast with the blood eagle tribe. Otherwise, the middle-aged in armor would not seduce him like this. The young master of my own family... the safe delivery to Tianzong is the most important thing.

"go."

Before the elder was counseled, Yan Kang counseled first and left in a big stride.

The moment he turned around, he also glanced at Zhao Yun, the meaning was obvious: waiting for Laozi.

Zhao Yun didn't look at it. I wasn't scared. If it wasn't for your elders to protect you, you would fall to death.

"Thank you, senior, for breaking the siege."

Zhao Yun handed over his hands, still quite familiar with etiquette.

He knows the etiquette and makes the armor very comfortable in the middle-aged. He also likes the younger generations who are sensible, such as Yan Kang, who has no respect, and does not bring a few bodyguards. He has been beaten to death eight hundred times. "People" also include him. If you see him outside, you will call him once.

"It's all gone!" The middle-aged in the armor faintly said.

Before he finished his words, he saw a red flame on his left palm; a silver thunder on his right palm, turning the flame into a bow in the street, turning the thunder into an arrow, bending the bow and throwing arrows, and shooting toward the sky.

puff!

The blood burst through the air, and a goshawk that was flying across the sky was hit.

The middle-aged man in the armor left his hand, and only shot the wing of the goshawk. There was a person standing on the back of the goshawk. Because the goshawk was wounded, he also planted down. He was an old man and fell into embarrassment.

"During the lockdown period, no one is allowed to leave."

The middle-aged armor said lightly, with a very majestic word, and then turned and left.

The embarrassed old man only smirked. He wanted to use his flying mount to sneak out of the city. However, he didn't choose the right time, so he ran into this tendon and didn't give him any face.

Zhao Yun also left, once looking back at the armored general, he also had fire and thunder at the same time.

"Turning fire into a bow and thunder into an arrow, like a trick."

Xi Ling looked at the sky from time to time, and to be honest, it was the first time he saw this play.

However, she used the phrase "juggling" very accurately.

Because that is not the secret technique of pure martial art, it is mixed with side-by-side elements.

Zhao Yun knew this very well, and he had also used it.

Using cremation bows and thundering arrows, any martial artist who has both fire and thunder can basically do it. It is nothing more than a changeable form. This is not difficult. The difficult thing is a certain artistic conception. The same thunderbolt. , Different people have different lethality.

As for the skill of the side door, the world is called derogatory.

In fact, it is Dharma practice, which belongs to the class of masters.

Since the establishment of the Xia Dynasty, martial arts has been regarded as the mainstream and tried to suppress Dharma cultivation.

After so many years, slaps and hits have become sidetracks.

However, Zhao Yun knows that the suppressed method is also extensive and profound. On special occasions and special times, the so-called side-door technique is far more practical than the secret technique of martial arts. The body protector is so much better.

The imperial family suppressed the practice of law like this, it is not without a target, most of it is for better rule, it is still like a burst of talisman, it was listed as a taboo many years ago, it is exclusive to the royal family, just because of the law, such spells, too special Disgusting, if you are controlled by the folks, you can't sleep well.

In the final analysis, compared to Wu Xiu, Fa Xiu is a greater threat to the royal family in a sense. Because of the many wars in recent years and the need for Fa Xiu support, the royal family relaxed its suppression of Fa Xiu.

Like this secret, from the secret scroll that Linglong Pavilion sweeps away... there are many records.

It is difficult to say which is the mainstream of martial arts and Dharma practice. It is just that they are good at different fields. There is no martial arts, who dare to say that they are pure martial arts; nor is there any method that they dare to say that they are practicing. Pure spells, the connection between the two is constant.

"Now, the compensation has been paid."

Seeing Zhao Yun walking away, the boss of the drugstore hurts!

One is for free, and the other is for buying. This is obviously a loss-making business! He was even more sure that the rag was a treasure, and if it weren't, the two would not fight for it.

However, if you send it, you send it.

The streets were bustling with people, and Zhao Yun drifted away.

And Xi Ling has become a little follower. Where did Zhao Yun go and he followed, let alone, after going to see, the two of them are still quite married. If the moon **** is awake, he will think like this. The beautiful little cabbage will always think about pulling it home for the disciple.