"What do you want to do?"

As if he couldn't stand Qian Xiao's inhuman gaze, Zhou Yiyun's heart trembled and he asked.

"you go."

He smiled slightly and looked at him with undiminished expression, and raised his head towards Yuanyang Gugu, his meaning was obvious.

"Didn't Yiyun try it?" He Xiaojiu asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"Yeah, haven't I tried it? It's the same as you. It's nine layers and seven rings. I've tried it, why are you still going?" At the end, Zhou Yiyun added: "Spiritual crystals are not money, they are wasted."

On the side, Xiaoyao, who understood Qianxiao's intention, couldn't help but frowned and said solemnly: "Qianxiao, you want Yiyun to use... Xuan-level martial arts..."

"Exactly!" He nodded, smiling slightly and his face became as solemn as a happy one: "Now there is no other way to break the restrictions on Yuanyang Drum. We can only let Yiyun give it a try."

"Are you kidding me?"

After knowing Qian Xiao's intentions, Zhou Yiyun couldn't help but his face changed and he replied in a harsh voice.

"Now, except for you, we have tried our best." He stared at Zhou Yiyun with a smile and said.

Looking at the direct gazes of Qian Xiao and others, Zhou Yiyun looked sad and said: "You have also seen the power of the Xuan level martial arts in my hands. Although I can only stack up to five stacks in Qi Di Lang.

Lang, but in terms of power, it has indeed reached the level of the low-level Xuan level. Even if it is worse, it is not much different. Aren't you afraid that the martial arts inside will be destroyed?"

As soon as Zhou Yiyun's words came out, Qianxiao and the other two people understood it instantly.

The warrior's meridians and physique are still very weak. The four of them also know that logically speaking, it is impossible for a warrior to practice Xuan-level martial arts. Ren Jiuyang cannot be ignorant of these, so the Yuanyang drum challenge limit he set will definitely not be based on Xuan-level martial arts.

Measured by level martial arts.

It would undoubtedly be a risky move for Zhou Yiyun to challenge Yuanyang Drum using Xuan-level martial arts.

The Yuanyang Drum was damaged, but Qianxiao and the other three felt it was nothing. If the treasures inside were also damaged, that would not be what everyone wanted to see.

The martial arts stored in Yuanyang Drum are Xuan-level advanced martial arts and a book of special martial arts. These two martial arts are both extremely exciting treasures.

Xuanji's advanced martial arts is the capital of the Dragon City Empire. There are only a handful of them in such an area, not to mention the rare special martial arts.

If any one of the two martial arts books is missing, it will be a huge loss for the four of them.

Seeing that the three of them were silent, Zhou Yiyun smiled bitterly and said: "If we use Xuan-level martial arts to destroy the Yuanyang Drum, I'm afraid we will be chopped into pieces by the soldiers outside."

"We don't have to worry about the damage to the Yuanyang Drum. Even if we destroy the Yuanyang Drum and the city lord's palace, those soldiers don't dare to do anything to us." Then, Xiaoyao showed doubts on his face and said: "Just be afraid.

The treasure in Yuanyang Drum...what do you think of Qianxiao?"

Although Xiaoyao did not say the next words, the four of them knew it well.

After listening to Xiaoyao's inquiry, Xiaoyao smiled as if he had made some important decision. He gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "What we can't get, no one else can get it. We must not let such martial arts become a boost to other forces.

Destroy it, just destroy it!" After saying that, he looked to Zhou Yiyun aside.

Nodding, He Xiaojiu also agreed: "Brother Xiaoyao, I think Qianxiao is right. Either one of these two martial arts books is enough to change the power structure of the entire Dragon City."

"There are wind attribute martial arts in it, but they are only used by wind attribute monks like Qianxiao. Qianxiao said they destroyed them, so of course I have no objection." After saying that, Xiaoyao also cast his eyes on Zhou Yiyun.

At this time, the eyes of the three people with a smile were all focused on Zhou Yiyun, which made Zhou Yiyun extremely embarrassed. After smiling, Zhou Yiyun said: "Xiaoyao, are you really sure that when Yuanyang Drum is destroyed, we can walk out of this military camp unharmed?"

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"Go quickly!"

However, what answered Zhou Yiyun was the helpless roars of Xiaoyao and the others.

On the warrior platform, Zhou Yiyun raised his right hand. For a moment, his right hand floated up and down like a wave. It looked like waves in the sea, one after another, continuous and continuous.

Suddenly, a wave of fluctuation that made the three people present palpitate rippled out, making people feel chilled in their hearts.

I saw that every time Zhou Yiyun's right hand trembled, the fluctuations in the space intensified. It seemed that even the space could not withstand the martial arts that Zhou Yiyun was about to release, and it trembled slightly.

Although this was the second time they saw Zhou Yiyun unleashing Xuan-level martial arts, Xiaoyao and the others were still shocked by the current scene.

When Zhou Yiyun's right hand trembled violently, the seven folds of five waves were gathered together by the former.

The seven folded waves that successfully gathered were particularly astonishing. Even the releaser Zhou Yiyun seemed to be unable to control it. Bits of violent energy overflowed from Zhou Yiyun's palm. Every time it overflowed, the space was distorted. It looked so carefree and so heart-wrenching.

He was panicking, fearing that Zhou Yiyun would not be able to control himself, and his martial arts would be counterattacked, destroying the foundation of Taoism.

"Seven Waves!"

Obviously Xiaoyao and others' worries were unnecessary. Zhou Yiyun roared angrily and already made a seal with his right hand towards the Yuanyang drum.

Just when Zhou Yiyun's palm was about to touch Yuanyang Drum, the invisible barrier blocked him again.

At this time, Zhou Yiyun's face turned red, his teeth clenched, his palms shook violently, and all the seven waves were shot out, rushing towards the barrier. However, he lost the support of the fighting spirit in his body and immediately collapsed, and was later killed by a quick-eyed man.

Xiaoyao smiled lightly and the two of them helped him down.

"Bang!"

Just as the three people retreated from the warrior platform, a sound came out. The three people looked for the sound and their eyes glazed over.

City Lord's Mansion, the exit of the military camp.

At this time, as the Yuanyang drum sounded from time to time, more and more monks gathered outside the military camp. Looking from a distance, they were all black and dense heads, as if there was some kind of grand event. Countless monks

Everyone wanted to step into the military camp and see what was going on.

However, they were all suppressed by General Zhao Feng who was guarding the door.

"General Zhao, why don't you let us enter the city lord's mansion today?"

"Yes. Hasn't the City Lord's Mansion always allowed us, the local residents of Youluo City, to enter and exit?"

"General Zhao, who is the genius who beats the Yuanyang drum? He can actually hit the nine-fold Yuanyang drum seven times?"

"General Zhao, please be accommodating and let me go in and observe!"

"Damn, what do you mean by letting me? I should be asked to go in and observe."

"General Zhao..."

Outside the military camp, there was already a lot of noise, and the voices calling for General Zhao never stopped.

However, no matter how noisy and begging the resident monks were, Zhao Feng still kept a straight face and never gave in.

Among the crowd, a young man ignored the noise of the crowd around him and stood there frowning, his eyes wandering, as if he was lost in his thoughts.
Chapter completed!