"Zhao Zilong...I've been waiting for you for a long time." Liangqiu smiled evilly, almost going crazy with excitement.

"Wait for me to send you on your way?" Zhao Yun said calmly, stepping onto the battlefield.

"No more bonuses." Before Liang Qiu could say anything harsh, he heard the troublemaker shouting.

"I want your life." Liang Qiu smiled ferociously.

"If that's the case, then I'll bet my life." Zhao Yun is also a straightforward advocate.

We have reached this situation, if you want to play, play big.

Even if he didn't risk his life, Liangqiu would let him go?

He was a passer-by, and he had to leave sooner or later. Before he left, he had to catch someone and kill him! He had done this more than once, and it was a way to make a fortune.

hiss...!

There was a gasp in the audience. These two people came here to play with their lives! It was a matter of victory and defeat, as well as life and death. Today was indeed not in vain. One of the two people on the stage was destined to die.

kill!

Liangqiu roared angrily and slapped him with a palm from the air.

Before suppressing the realm, his eight-level Xuanxian's palm was indeed magnificent enough.

Zhao Yun did not give up, and attacked with the Heavenly Regret Fist forcefully.

boom!

The fists and palms collided, a thunderstorm exploded, and a halo spread, touching the restrictions on the battlefield, and a self-propelled barrier opened to block the aftermath.

Looking at the two fighting, Zhao Yun stood tall and did not move.

Liangqiu, on the other hand, took three or five steps back. Every time he took a step back, the platform cracked, which shocked the crowd.

The eighth-level immortal! He was actually knocked back by a single blow from the sixth-level immortal. What kind of freak is Zhao Zilong? Where did he get such powerful power?

Is this his true combat power?

Whose disciple was this? It was too outrageous.

The hardest thing to accept was Liang Qiu. He was grinning ferociously a moment ago. This second, it was unbelievable. The fighting power he was so proud of could not suppress an immortal. With only strength, he actually fell behind.

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boom!

The moment he was shocked, Zhao Yun had already killed him, but he still punched the enemy with an unparalleled force.

Liang Qiu looked awe-inspiring and hurriedly fled behind him. He made a secret with one hand and formed a thick shield in front of him. The secret patterns on it flowed and the silver light shone brightly. It was a forbidden magical skill for defense.

pound!

Click!

These two sounds are in no particular order.

Zhao Yun punched him straight, and his thick shield was smashed to pieces.

"Suppression."

Liangqiu gave a cold scolding and sacrificed his magical weapon. The silver mirror was still shining brightly, tilting with great force. The grinding platform buzzed, and cracks spread to the edge.

Zheng!

The Longyuan Sword left the body on its own without being summoned, and knocked over the mirror with one strike.
Chapter completed!