Master Dan Dao

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Chapter 1217: Zhao Xuetu

Far away from Zhu Quanfeng.

There is a large-scale city, and in this city, people are full of excitement.

In places such as the Battlefield of the Nation, there is almost no safe place, but there are some exceptions.

A city of this size can allow people to enter its supplies, exchange information, etc. There is no need to worry about Warcraft coming to attack, because there is a holy class strong man sitting here!

Those who enter the city only need to pay a certain amount of spirits to get temporary shelter.

In the center of the city, a magnificent hall stands like a beast.

At this moment, there is a burly figure standing in this hall.

This figure is a man who looks like he is about forty years old. His face is very obvious. His lips are like blades, showing a kind of cold sharpness. Between his eyes, he has an arrogance that is hard to hide.

This person is the master of this circle, the asylum of this city ... Zhao Xuetu!

Being able to dominate the 10,000-mile region, Zhao Xuetu is a real saint-class powerhouse. Under his command, there are even more respectable superpowers. Although this kind of strength is not on the continent, it is not much. At first glance, however, he has a very high reputation in the entire battlefield.

Holy level, in this area, is almost an invincible existence!

This kind of sage-level strongman who lives in the battlefield of all ethnic groups, even the major top races, has to pay attention to it, even treat it with courtesy.

After all, if they are in a stalemate with them, young people coming in from all major races are likely to become their hunting targets.

Even the top races have great confidence in the talented young people in their own race, but if they are allowed to rely on the power of honor to fight with these sacred powers in the battlefield of tens of thousands, even hundreds of years, That is definitely not a wise choice.

However, fortunately, these holy class powerhouses also have self-knowledge. They know that although the holy class position is almost paramount here, if the top races are forced too much, the latter can also deal with them.

Tear the space and forcibly send the Holy Power into the Battlefield of the Ten Thousand Nations. For the Xeon, although it is a bit laborious, it is not impossible!

Moreover, in the battlefield of the nations, the vast majority of the holy rank powerhouses have been endowed with certain forces, and only then have they succeeded in breaking through.

From another perspective, these holy powers can be regarded as thugs cultivated by the top races!

Zhao Xuetu's palm gently rested on the table and chair next to him. It was amazing that at this time, he was just sitting on the top of the side of the hall.

On the most central seat in the hall, there was a petite and pretty shadow. If Qin Yichen were here, he would definitely be able to recognize it.

This man is a woman of the Yunling family who he encountered when he first entered the battlefield of the tens of thousands of people ... Yunjun! The two women, Yun Yin and Yun Lan, stood behind them.

Three extremely young-looking women, sitting on the top of this hall, the fierce and famous Zhao Xuetu did not seem to be dissatisfied.

"Zhao Xuetu, haven't you heard from Yunling?"

Above the top, Yun Jun's cold voice sounded faintly. In the face of this saint-class powerhouse, she didn't seem to have a trace of fear, and some, just a kind of high cold.

"Zhao received it, but during this time, it was really trivial, and he could not answer to Yunjun sister in time, and hoped to forgive him."

Zhao Xuetu lowered his posture and laughed. However, his sharp eyebrows were not half apologized.

"There is still another month, Zhao Xuetu, I don't care how much you have. If you don't come over within half a month, I will give up this quota."

Yunjun Dai's eyebrows frowned slightly, as if the latter was somewhat dissatisfied, she said in a rather unpleasant tone.

"Sure, sure, I will not forget the great grace of the aristocracy. At that time, Zhao will definitely be a **** for the Yunling family!"

Zhao Xuetu arched and responded aloud, and the appearance, if he was less experienced, would really be moved by his sincerity.

The two women behind Yun Jun also nodded slightly in satisfaction, but Yun Jun's complexion was unshakable, just a pair of glazed eyes staring at Zhao Xuetu tightly, as if to penetrate the mind of the latter.

"City Lord!"

Suddenly, a rush of footsteps came from outside the hall, and an anxious sound also sounded.

"Come in."

Zhao Xuetu's brow frowned slightly. He knew that the people under his control were not stupid enough to disturb him, and that the incoming person was also his confidant. When he came to find himself at this time, there must be no small things.

"City Lord ..."

With the fall of Zhao Xuetu's voice, a middle-aged man in a strong suit quickly walked in from the outside. When he originally planned to speak, when he saw the first few women, he gave a slight meal, without directly saying Export.

"This is the Yunjun of the Yunling family. Xue Li, what's the matter?"

Zhao Xuewei waved his hand and motioned.

"City Lord, the soul lamp of the **** hand Zhao Xueying ... is off!"

After a pause, the middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said.

"what did you say!"

Immediately after the words fell, Zhao Xuetu's complexion suddenly became gloomy. The tables and chairs under his hands were instantly shaken into powder, and a terrible aura burst out from his body. It's all shrouded in it.

Under this breath, the man called Xueli looked pale, and Yun Yin Yun Lan, who was originally smiling, even felt that breathing was difficult.

"Zhao Xuetu!"

Yun Jun Dai frowned, and yelled coldly.

The momentum of the saint-class powerhouse, even if it is just a hint of unintentional exposure, is not the two women who are not high-level and can only withstand Yunyin Yunlan.

"Sorry!"

As if under Yunjun's low drink, Zhao Xuetu Fang was returning to God. He slightly cleaned up his body and mind, and the air field enveloped in the hall was slowly dissipating.

"Sorry, sister Yunjun. I originally planned to go with you, but you also saw that the blood cry is my brother. Please give me a few more days. I'll finish processing and come immediately!"

Zhao Xuetu stood up, arched his hands at Yun Jun, and said apologetically.

Subsequently, Zhao Xuetu winked at Xue Li, and walked quickly outside the hall.

"Who is so bold that even his brother dares to kill?"

After Zhao Xuetu left, Yun Lan sighed with some fear.

"Well, Sister Jun said, don't talk about his younger brother. Even us, if we don't pay attention, may be conspired."

Yun Yin spat out her tongue aside, but she was not mischievous, but said it obediently.

"Let's go."

Yun Jun in front of them did not follow this topic. If he was thinking, he said lightly, and then walked outside.