"Come." Zhao Yun shouted loudly, and his golden energy and blood rose.
As soon as his origin was revealed, everyone present felt trembling, especially the special bloodline, which trembled the most. It must be the suppression of the bloodline. This small bloodline is extremely domineering.
Buzz!
The ghost-headed zombie moved, crushing the battle platform with one step, and sweeping across the world with one strike.
Zhao Yun didn't even look at it, and swung it out with a big hand that smashed the monument.
pound!
Wow...!
Accompanied by the sound of metal colliding, the spectators, including the host, collectively raised their eyes.
It’s not surprising that they were like this, because the ghost-headed zombie was thrown away by a palm, drawing a beautiful arc in mid-air. When it landed, it was accompanied by a scream, and it was the miserable leopard-headed spirit again, with its front feet
As soon as I got up, my back foot was smashed by a zombie.
"Is this... over?"
"Imperial Realm's quasi-sage, flying with one palm?"
"This kid from the outer universe really has a few tricks up his sleeve."
After a moment of silence, the audience became noisy. Even the stall owner Zhao Yunlai was so surprised that he knew that the guy was not simple, but this slap was too domineering. After all, he was a quasi-sage.
Zombies were killed with one palm.
The one with the most exciting expression was the host. In order to earn these 100,000 Netherstones, he chose the strongest quasi-holy zombie. He thought he would win for sure, but who would have thought that his defeat was so clean and tidy. He won the Netherworld Stone today.
Stone, not enough to lose this one.
"What?...Give me the money!" The people in the audience were shouting, especially those who lost the challenge, howling the loudest. Damn it, after losing for several days, I finally saw the stage leader bleeding.
Moreover, it’s still 100,000 yuan, which makes me feel so damn comfortable just thinking about it.
"I'm willing to admit defeat." That face of the stage host seems to be no longer a face.
With so many people watching, how dare he refuse to do business? It’s about integrity.
"It's better to make money faster this way." Zhao Yun chuckled, collected a total of 200,000 hell stones, put them away again, and said with a harmless look on his face, "Senior, let me get another one."
"Yes, a few more." Everyone in the audience was excited.
Finally, I got someone who can beat me. Today I will fuck that guy until he goes bankrupt.
"You are not an ordinary person. I want to replace you with a saint zombie." The host said meaningfully.
"Can you still be so shameless?" Everyone in the audience pouted.
The host simply ignored him and only looked at Zhao Yun, "Are you still challenging?"
"Whatever." Zhao Yun smiled.
"Don't regret it if you lose." The host of the channel changed his mind. The quasi-holy zombies can't beat you. Look at my saint zombies beating you to death. As a channel host, who hasn't ordered the bottom of the box yet and lost ten times in a daze?
Wan Mingshi, you have to find a place to come back.
Whoosh!
Seeing him wave his arms, a ray of purple light shot out from his sleeves.
The Saint Zombie appears, and he is actually a young man, born in white clothes.
Despite his short stature and heavy body, when he landed, the mountains he stepped on swayed. Seeing him, many people subconsciously took a step back. This young man is definitely a ruthless character. A powerful quasi-sage once came to the stage to challenge him.
He slapped her to pieces.
"It's half a step away...one day and one place!" Zhao Yun thought to himself.
Quasi-holy zombies and saint zombies are far from the same level.
"Hit." The host shouted.
Following his order, the young zombie moved suddenly, and his white little fist hit the battle platform with a bang, creating cracks on the battle platform, and in the cracks, there were streaks of thunder and lightning tearing apart, like
The sword is like a sword, cutting through the entire battle platform without distinction.
Zhao Yun instantly activated the Eternal Heavenly Guard, half a foot wide of heaven and earth, and defended without distinction.
The clanging sound then filled the battle platform, and sparks of light from the chopping sky shot out.
"What a strong defense." Not only the people in the audience, but also the host of the stage were shocked.
"Daluo Tianshou."
Zhao Yun ascended to the sky with one step and fell down with a flip of his hand.
The young zombie clenched his fists, with secret lines flowing between his palms and fingers, and punched through his big hand.
At this moment, the surface of its body shone brightly, as if it had transformed into a scorching sun. It was a perfect method of light that dazzled the spectators in the audience with stars in their eyes.
"You know a lot!" Zhao Yunlingtian used the Immortal Killing Technique to kill the young zombie. He is also familiar with the method of light and has often used it to inflict evil on others. How could he suffer a loss in this? Even before the war started, he
He has used his source to protect his eyes, but this method is ineffective against him.81Zw.????m
roar!
The roar of the dragon suddenly started, and a black dragon emerged from the young zombie's body.
This is not his natal secret, it is more like an outsider sealing it within his body.
Needless to say, this outsider is the host of the channel. He is a zombie! He can use his hands and feet to prepare for emergencies. When he really can't do it, he will use this method to cheat.
Zhao Yun could not tell clearly, so he drew a galaxy with a sword and cut off the dragon's body.
Before it's over, the young zombie is outstanding. He obviously has no emotions and is just like a puppet, but he can open the appearance of heretics, and he is also a Buddha statue, reciting Buddhist scriptures on his own.
break!
Zhao Yun shouted like thunder, breaking the Buddha's voice with thunderous wrath.
Destroying the Buddha's voice does not mean destroying the Buddha's image.
As the young zombie raised his hand, the huge Buddha palm covered the sky and the earth.
Many quasi-sages secretly swallowed their saliva when they saw it. If they were slapped, they would be beaten into a pile. The master of the stage was also very generous. Who could fight such a zombie?
Speaking of the host, there’s that deep stroking of the beard again.
Where is this? This zombie still has a lot of trump cards.
boom!
Zhao Yun was too lazy to argue and opened the eternal golden body.
Okay! The spectators who were already looking up at the battle raised their heads a little higher.
The heretic Buddha is as big as his head, but this golden giant seems to be even more majestic.
If compared two by two, an adult and a child are absolutely crushing in terms of aura and power.
"What? What is that?"
Perhaps the Eternal Golden Body was so huge that even the people on other mountaintops raised their eyes to the sky. Many of them had already rushed here.
"Who is this?"
"Outsiders."
"That alien talent?"
"Yes."
The noise suddenly became overwhelming. Not to mention the spectators, even the other stage hosts who came to watch the show had their eyes shining brightly. There were really few people in the realm of the Imperial Realm who could display such a Dharma.
The host was no longer calm and subconsciously stood up.
Whether he stood or not, there was no suspense in this battle. When Zhao Yun stepped down from the sky, the huge Buddha's hand collapsed instantly, and the huge Buddha statue also collapsed.
The young zombie was strong, holding up his hands to the sky, holding on forcefully.
As the saying goes, great power can produce miracles, Mr. Zhao is not used to it.
Blessed by the law of power, he stepped down forcefully.
What a saint zombie, it was trampled to pieces by him. It had a lot of trump cards, but they were all useless at this moment. All the restrictions in the body were destroyed by Zhao Yun's kick.
"How domineering!"
Perhaps the vibration was too great and many people in the audience were shaken back.
That big guy not only bluffs people, but is also extremely lethal.
"I..." The host covered his chest. In order to sacrifice the young zombie, he spent a lot of money, so he just pointed it to find a place. It was a good thing that it was trampled to pieces.
Just like this... he still has to pay for it?
A full two hundred thousand!
Counting the previous 100,000, he spent 300,000 in these two battles.
I have never lost so miserably in a gambling game.