What he was confused about was how Zhao Yun became a master of Hong Yuan. The world's number one disciple must have extremely harsh vision.

Was it his son who passed the test?

Zhao Yuan could not sit still.

To be more precise, it was a bit dizzy and unreal.

Looking at Xiao Linglong, her eyes are a little slanted.

Look! That kid named Zhao Yun used the name of her master to deceive her. People like Lao Xuan Dao are basically the ones who were deceived. They can perform the aura of Tianwu. He is a god-level assassin.

ah!

puff!

While he was talking, the Supreme Emperor Zhao Yang was bleeding again, and he stepped back after being beheaded.

The most difficult thing to accept here is him.

And it was him who suffered the most.

Only when they actually faced Zhao Yun did they realize that the gap between the two was far from the same level of combat power.

The more this happened, the less he believed it.

He is at the pinnacle of the True Spirit Realm! Zhao Yun is only at the fourth level, which is five small realms short of him! He was beaten to death with just the most basic sword control skills. He has been arrogant since he was born, and he has never suffered such a blow.

, one moment in heaven, the next moment in hell, this state of mind is more uncomfortable than being struck by lightning.

Pound! Bang!

The sound of metal colliding is endless, and flames are blooming.

Zhao Yun attacks with his sword.

Zhao Yang danced his sword to block.

One is as motionless as a mountain, while the other is in a desperate state, fighting like a raging fire.

"That boy must have a martial spirit."

Old Xuandao stroked his beard, but only the fat old man could hear him.

However, Xiao Linglong can also hear it. Did you know that he has a martial spirit?

"There is no pinch control, obviously the sword is controlled by the soul."

The fat old man put his hands in his hands and seemed to see it more clearly than Old Xuandao.

Only at this point can we really draw a conclusion.

It was precisely because I saw it that I felt horrified.

Zhao Yun is only in the true spirit realm, but his spirit can transform into a martial spirit?

Was it Hong Yuan who helped him again?

If this is really the case, then Hongyuan is too terrifying. The number one in the world is really not something that can be achieved. It is no wonder that Dry Mountain will be defeated. They are both weapon refiners, with the same spirit and the same martial spirit. It is strange that they are undefeated.

ah....!

Zhao Yang roared with great momentum, and suddenly a terrifying wave appeared.

It is not his Zhao family's secret technique, but it is very powerful. If you are submerged in it, even if you are not drowned, you will be swallowed up. Zhao Yun can smell the forbidden power from within. It should be a terrible forbidden technique.

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"After fighting for so long, this move is barely enough for me to watch."

The purple-haired child didn't look at the fighting stage. He was a attentive child. He only teased the little girl. He touched the little girl's chubby face countless times. I have to say that it felt good in the hand. The little guy was really cute.

Zheng!

The sound of the sword sounded, and Zhao Yun Yulong Yuan was in front of him, buzzing and moving, with dragon's breath lingering, and golden light wrapping it. Even the Dunjia swastika on it also bloomed with brilliance. The sword was magnificent and domineering, and he split it with one sword.

Amid the rolling waves.

puff!

Zhao Yang spurted blood and retreated. Every time he took a step back, the battle platform cracked.

Zheng!

Before he could settle down, a ray of purple light came towards him. It was the Zixiao Sword. The sword was full of energy, the light of the sword was cold, and sparks flew out of the air as it struck.

Zhao Yang's eyes protruded and his pupils tightened.

He couldn't avoid this sword, but looking at the power of the sword, he could be killed with one strike.

"Yang'er."

The great elder stood up suddenly, and so did the elder beside him.

If the sword is too powerful, you will die if you hit it.

However, when the tip of the sword was no more than three inches away from the center of his eyebrows, it suddenly stopped. Even so, the remaining sword power also broke through the skin of his eyebrows, and blood overflowed. Zhao Yun's control was so exquisite that he really wanted to kill him.
Chapter completed!