MTL - Eternal Gate-Chapter 77 eye for eye

boom! boom!

Two explosive symbols exploded, and thunder was everywhere.

puff!

At this time, Xuan Yang's Eighth Heavy was also blown over, with blood dripping on the soles of his feet, **** bones on his legs, and hidden wounds inside his body.

Mainly, the step is too accurate.

At this moment, he was not only angry, but also shocked. In a small real spirit realm, how could there be so many explosive charms, and each of them was filled with overbearing thunder and lightning.

Also, this kid is too calculating.

From the start of the war, has it been this step? So meticulous in mind?

Obviously, yes.

Although Zhao Yun was blinded by hatred, he was sober. The opponent was Xuan Yang, and he was mortal if he was brutal. Not only he could not get revenge, but he would be killed.

This state of mind, even the Moon God sighed.

Really, there are too many coincidences in the mishaps. The world is so big that you will meet the enemy here. Perhaps, Mingming really has that certain number.

"good very good."

The one-armed old man smiled grimly, staggered to stabilize his figure, and was bombed one after another, which really didn't feel good, especially the dark wounds, which kept him back.

"eye for eye."

Zhao Yun roared, coming with Long Yuan sword in his hand, and Ling Tian slashed.

"Good sword."

The old man smiled faintly and regretted with his bare hands. He even carried a sword and flew away. Before landing, the terrifying suction came again. At the same moment, he also spit out a black awn in his mouth. This posture, no accident, Zhao Yun will be defeated. Umanth penetrated.

"Come."

Zhao Yun clenched his teeth, pinched the sword art with one hand, and moved the Zixiao sword obliquely inserted behind the old man. He used the technique of imperial sword and stab the old man with a sword.

puff! puff!

Two rays of blood suddenly appeared, Zhao Yun was pierced by the black mansions, and the old man was pierced by the Zixiao sword. They were not able to stand still, one swaying, one staggering.

what....!

The old man hissed, his true essence surged, and shook the Zixiao sword out of his body.

kill!

Zhao Yun was in a stable shape, stepping on Fengshen step, and slammed into the arms of the old man. He was the eighth Xuanyang elder, and he was also staggered.

Then, the dragon yelled endlessly.

Zhao Yun fought against the holy law again. It was not very effective before, but now, the old man’s body protector has been devastated by the explosion of amulet, and it is no longer an absolute defense. What he fights is to cover the door. The most important thing is, The old man's hidden wounds are constantly being poisoned. In this situation, the other party has to be distracted and suppressed.

puff! puff!

The light of blood appeared frequently, and the old man in the Xuanyang realm was also coughed up blood all the way. Zhao Yun's close combat was not only unpredictable, but also fierce and domineering.

"roll."

After all, it was the eighth level of Xuanyang, and the background was terrifying, or the violent surge of true essence, turning Zhao Yunzhen all the way, there was an arm that broke on the spot.

"Fried."

While flying across, Zhao Yun gave a clang.

Close combat is false, but the use of explosive charms is true. For martial arts of the level of the old man, the explosive charms must be attached to him in order to exert the greatest power.

boom! boom! boom!

The three bursting charms were opened together, one after another, and the bombed old man retreated three steps.

Judging from his appearance, it was scary enough, many blood bones were exposed, and blood was splashed. From a distance, he had become a blood man, terrifying.

puff!

Compared to him, Zhao Yun is not much better. He is already unstable, his left arm has been drooped, blood is flowing down his arm, he is panting violently, and the injuries in his body have made him blurred. The body is strong enough to resist, otherwise it will definitely be shattered, the eighth stage of the Xuanyang Stage, which is terrible.

"You, how many explosions are there."

The old man finally stood firm, and when he spoke, there was still a wisp of blood dripping from his mouth, like a ghost, and he was still a ghost who had just eaten someone.

boom!

This rumbling came from above the underground palace.

The old man raised his eyes sharply.

At this point, I saw that the rock wall of the underground palace was covered with explosive amulets, enough for dozens of them. This is so special, it is obviously to blow up the underground palace!

boom! boom! boom!

When he looked at it, dozens of explosive symbols had exploded one after another, the palace was shaking, and pieces of rubble were smashed down from the sky, and they were about to collapse.

"Do you want to bury me? Ridiculous."

The old man closed his eyes and stepped in, like a black shadow.

"Blast." Zhao Yun hissed.

The sound of the explosion echoed the scene, or one after another, not from above the ground, but from the ground. God knew how many explosions he had buried.

puff! puff!

The old man was attacked and killed all the way, and was bombed frequently. Before he could kill Zhao Yun, he was kicked back all the way. He still underestimated Zhao Yun, don't you want money for the explosion? How can you get so many explosive symbols.

He is a technical stream.

This is the Moon God’s judgment on Zhao Yun, this kid’s calculations, she can see clearly, whether it’s the buried talisman or the imperial flying sword, every step of the calculation is quite accurate, the dignified Xuanyang realm, it was him all the way Led by.

Hum!

Zhao Yun had already attacked before the smoke had cleared, and the old man hadn't stood firm. When he passed by Longyuan, which was slanting into the ground, he picked it up with his hand, still a sword of wind and thunder.

puff!

The old man was bleeding again and was thrust into his chest by Zhao Yun with a sword. However, he did not penetrate it. It was because he was in the Xuanyang realm and his body was strong enough. It was because Zhao Yun also abandoned one of his hands and used explosive symbols one after another. Extremely exhausted, this sword seems to be domineering, but in fact, its power is greatly reduced.

"Good boy."

The old man grinned and grabbed the Longyuan sword with one hand. He was tightly locked, and he didn't dare to move his true essence. All his energy was used to suppress the secret wounds and backlashes in the body. If the secret wounds and poison distracted him, how could this be? So miserable.

"eye for eye."

Zhao Yun clenched his teeth, only a bit of true essence remained, holding the hilt of Long Yuan's sword firmly, and piercing it inch by inch. As long as he could penetrate it, his merits would be fulfilled.

Unfortunately, he couldn't do it.

The injury was so severe that even the last real power was exhausted on the spot.

"You can't kill me."

The old man smiled grimly, his body trembled suddenly, and once again shook Zhao Yun.

Long Yuanjian flew horizontally, and Zhao Yun's arm flew horizontally.

That's right, one of his arms was shaken off, and the gushing blood turned into a **** arc, not only stinging people's eyes, it was extremely tragic.

Rao Shi Moon God was silent at this scene.

Since entering Zhao Yun's consciousness, he still saw that he was injured in such a terrible way. One arm was scrapped, the other arm was shaken, and the veins in his body were broken.

It should be obsession.

He is an obsessive person, desperately trying to recover his mother's blood debt, his strategy is correct, and every step is considered the most accurate.

However, Xuanyang's eighth weight is too strong.

However, to be able to fight to this point, he is enough to be proud of the world.

boom!

Accompanied by a rumbling, Zhao Yun, who flew upside down, slammed the stone gate at the entrance of the cave and collapsed, skimming over three to five feet of rock, and fell all the way into the bottomless abyss.

"It's cheaper for you."

The old man staggered over and glanced down. In such a deep abyss, even if he fell down, he would be smashed into flesh, not to mention the half-dead True Spirit Realm.

puff!

I've seen him squirting blood, he couldn't stand firmly in one step, and he almost planted in Youyuan, his chest was bleeding, and his whole body was bleeding. In the end, he couldn't hold back the hidden injuries. To the third level.

"Zhao Yuan." His growl was full of anger.

In the past, he attacked Zhao's family, and although he killed Zhao Yuan's wife, he also paid a tragic price. One arm was chopped off, and the internal injuries were also from Zhao Yuan.

For nine years, he has been poisoned for nine years.

If it weren't, he had already broken through the underground realm, so why would he hide in this deep abyss?

However, he still made money.

A wife and a son are enough.

As he said, Zhao Yuan was destined to be a lonely family in his life.

Thinking of this, he went crazy with excitement.