Whoosh!

In a brief moment, Zhao Yun's waist and horse merged into one again.

"Open it, open it for me."

Yuan Miao howled, and his true energy surged.

He hasn't been defeated yet and can still make a comeback. As long as he drives Zhao Yun away, he can defeat the True Spirit Realm.

However, what shocked him was that his fourth-level Xuanyang true energy could not shake Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun didn't care about this, he still fell.

Yuan Miao was thrown down for the second time, and rubble from the platform collapsed. The screams in the roar were extremely sweet. If you listened carefully, you could still hear the crackling of bones. Who knows how many bones he had broken, and even the blood spurted out.

There were small pieces of internal organs, and my head was buzzing.

It's okay if you don't believe in evil, you will believe it if you fall.

Zhao Yun fell for the third time, and Yuan Miao became paralyzed on the spot.

However, this guy had a strong foundation and did not faint, or perhaps Zhao Yun deliberately held back his hand.

"Another cripple." Many people coughed dryly.

The word "again" is used well. Anyone who fights with Zhao Yun on the battlefield will basically end up like this. Zheng Ming, who is also watching the show, is a perfect example. He is still using crutches at this moment?

"waste."

Huang Xie gritted his teeth for a while, gave a lot of benefits, and even asked Yuan Miao to move.

Here we are, such a surprise for him. Not only did he not kill Zhao Yun, he was also thrown to the point of paralysis. If you don’t have that diamond, why don’t you take the porcelain job? It’s a waste of my money.

"Nice job."

Su Yu smiled, so happy.

Yang Feng also laughed. He had seen so many battles, and this one was crisp and clean. It started the fight quickly and ended quickly. Zhao Yun did not see any secret skills. He fell three times in a row and ended the battle immediately.

"This kid doesn't seem to know anything other than throwing people."

Too many people took a deep breath. After several battles, Zhao Yun was not seen using his secret skills.

Really, I learned a lot but it’s useless.

Yuan Miao must have learned enough! She didn’t even have time to use her trump card!

"No...impossible."

The most melancholy thing was Yuan Miao, lying helplessly in the human-shaped pit, with his body squirming and blood pouring from his mouth. He accepted the challenge coaxingly and made a bet like a life contract, but he failed miserably.

, I also doubted my life to the point of failure. Is this small true spirit realm a beast? How could it have such great strength?

Unfortunately, he was overconfident.

So much so that so many trump cards and support were knocked down without even moving.

A big fight, a slap in the face!

"Where did this iron whip come from?"

Zhao Yun had already collected the banknote and squatted in front of Yuan Miao.

"No...comment."

In just four words, Yuan Miao gasped for breath. As soon as he finished speaking, blood surged from his mouth, his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, dyeing them scarlet, filled with resentment and ferociousness.

Zhao Yun didn't talk nonsense and struck it with a whip.

With the sound of pounding, Yuan Miao's whole body felt bad, and blood surged from his mouth. The most uncomfortable thing was his spirit. His head was buzzing and about to explode. It was the most painful thing to hit an object designed to invigorate the spirit.

Zhao Yun kept his hand and only knocked lightly. If he hit harder, Yuan Miao would be dead.

"Where did it come from?" Zhao Yun asked again.

While speaking, this guy even shook the iron whip in his hand.

The moral! It’s very obvious: just say it well, or I’ll give you another whipping.

"Yan... The Zhu family of Yanyu City were dedicated to me by them."

Yuan Miao was timid and scared. In her current state, she could no longer withstand the beating.

"Misty Rain City." Zhao Yun frowned. He had seen it on the map. It was more than five hundred miles away from Tianzong. How could Wang Zha's black iron whip go to the Zhu family? Could it be that the Zhu family killed people and stole goods?

"Ji Hen, you deserve to die."

While Zhao Yun was thinking, he suddenly heard loud shouts.

Before he finished speaking, he heard the momentum of a violent storm, mixed with muffled thunder.

It was Jin Xuanzhong, Yuan Miao's master, who killed three or two instantly. Half of the martial arts stage collapsed with one step. The pressure of Ksitigarbha's peak has not been restrained at all. Not to mention Zhao Yun, even the spectators in the audience were suppressed for a while.

Shaking, those with weaker foundations had blood dripping from the corners of their mouths.

"Uncle, why are you so angry?"

Zhao Yun said lightly, and lifted up Yuan Miao with one hand, and held it in front of him. There was also a small dagger lying on Yuan Miao's shoulder. The whole set of actions was a clear message: It is best not to act rashly.

Otherwise my knife would not have eyes.

"If you harm your fellow disciples, you should be punished."

Jin Xuanzhong shouted angrily, and sword energy condensed between his palms.

"It was your disciple who asked me to fight." Zhao Yun said, "Uncle Master should be aware of the rules of the martial arts arena. Injuries are inevitable. The juniors are competing, and the seniors should not participate!"

"What a clever mouth."

Jin Xuanzhong snorted coldly, and the sword energy was about to be unleashed. With just one blow, Zhao Yun could be killed in seconds.

"Uncle, don't drive your nephew crazy." Zhao Yun's tone became a little colder. The broken knife in his hand had already drawn a bloody gully on Yuan Miao's neck. This was a warning to the other party if he dared to act recklessly again.

I'd mind removing his head.

The onlookers watched with excitement.

This new Ji Hen is so pissed off that he dares to threaten the peak of Ksitigarbha.

"Okay, very good."

Jin Xuanzhong laughed angrily, his eyes filled with murderous intent as cold as ice.

How many years had passed since he entered Tianzong, and this was the first time he was threatened by his juniors.

The overwhelming anger cannot be suppressed.

"Let him go."

Jin Xuanzhong drank violently, and his drink was like thunder.

No matter what, let's save the disciple first. As for Ji Hen, we will deal with it later.

"This...I'm afraid I can't let go." Zhao Yun said calmly, "I had a bet with Senior Brother Yuan just now. If he loses and I win, he will be my Ji Hen for the rest of his life."

"I can testify that there is this bet." Su Yu picked his ears.

The other spectators laughed dryly, that bet was made by your disciple.

"You evil beast, don't be so shameless."

Jin Xuanzhong made a cold sound, his eyes were like swords, and he had the intention of killing.

"Senior Brother Jin, do you think that I, Zizhu Peak, am just a decoration when you call me a disciple like this?"

The long words suddenly rang out, and everyone felt that a ghost appeared in front of their eyes, and there was a beautiful figure on the stage, like a fairy descending from the sky, her white clothes were whiter than snow, otherwise she was so thin.

It was Yunyan and Jin Xuanzhong who both appeared, so how could she not come?

The peak momentum of the two Ksitigarbha statues collided in the air, and the aura spread in all directions. The atmosphere of the martial arts stage was instantly depressing to the extreme, and even the flying air was frozen into ice slag.

"The apprentice has been beaten, but the master also wants to practice?" the spectators thought in their hearts.

If so, it would be really interesting. There has never been a duel between elders on the martial arts stage.

Zhao Yun remained silent and still held Yuan Miao hostage. He could not feel the pressure. Just because Yun Yan was blocking him, Jin Xuanzhong's momentum was completely removed by Yun Yan. His master was still very strong.

"You taught me a good disciple." Jin Xuanzhong snorted coldly, "You are so cruel."

"Brother, where do you start talking about this?" Yun Yan opened her lips slightly, "Yuan Miao challenged him first, but no one forced him. The rules of the martial arts arena are life and death. If you lose, you can ask my disciple to teach you. Yes.
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