Eternal Heart

"it is good!"

With a wave of his hand, the monarch Yunyue appeared in the sky several irons with large fists.

On the side of Tiejianmen, he stepped out of a rare old man, grabbed the meteorite, and checked it: "Yes, the quality is decent."

"Hey."

Elder Mao came to the opposite side, looked at the brass crystals of Tiejianmen, and laughed, "The condition is acceptable."

Chen Yu stunned. It seems that Elder Mao has good qualifications and is responsible for identifying materials.

Simultaneously.

He found a detail: the master Yunyue and the middle-aged Hu Zhongnian of Tiejianmen both took out the precious ore of gambling.

Is it the legendary storage props?

Chen Yu didn't think much. The world of Zongmen is vast and mysterious, and there are too many affairs that he hasn't touched.

"If the bet is okay, let's get started. The rules of battle are the same as the previous few days. Only disciples under the age of 20 can participate in the bet ..."

Hu Zhongnian of Ba Zi repeated the rules.

quickly.

One side of the Iron Sword Gate came out of a young man wearing lilac soft armor and holding a sword and shield.

The boy had a dull look, and the whole body was wrapped tightly.

"Who plays?"

Yun Yue's gaze swept across the three main forces.

Qiu Yue'er, Wan Dong, and Ishikawa's three main disciples are a little bit eager to move.

"According to the lord's promise, for every win, you can get 3,000 pieces of stone and a pound of meteorite."

Qiu Yueer, in particular, looked forward with confidence.

but.

This female is a finale disciple. Not only is she strong in her skills, but she also has custom treasures. Naturally, she will not play immediately.

"Let me do it."

Ishikawa held a golden ring knife in his hand, his face calmly and calmly.

Several elders nodded.

bass!

Ishikawa held the gold knife and boarded the test bench.

"Yunyuemen Ishikawa, who is your name, please report your name?"

Ishikawa sneered at Muna.

however.

The Mu Na boy on the other side turned a blind eye and stared at Ishikawa.

"Are you ... dumb!"

The disregarded Ishikawa was reddish and somewhat annoyed.

The teenager looked dumb and still said nothing.

This scene made all the spectators present at the scene feel very confused.

Golden Wave Sword!

Ishikawa's unknown fire was set off, and a golden knife waved in his hand, and his inner body was screaming, and the naked eyes saw the light of the golden veins, like a wave that swept towards the mane boy.

"Jinlangdao! It is Yunyuemen's well-known advanced knife method."

Many disciples speak out.

Chen Yu also heard about this method. When he first chose to study Gongfa, he made a comparison between "Golden Wave Sword" and "Yunshaquan".

Dang 嗤 ~

On the test bench, there was a thunder of symphony of gold and iron.

I saw that the shield in the hands of the young mane had a layer of dark blue light, bursting with energy and shaking the sword of Ishikawa.

what!

Ishikawa's body stepped back a few steps, and his mouth was numb, surprised.

The Nuna boy, holding a shield and sword, approached him slowly.

clang! clang!

On the test bench, Mars sputtered, and Ishikawa's golden sword drew up a horrifying array of golden knife lights. However, every attack was blocked by the young man.

"" Golden Wave Sword "has come to an end, approaching its peak. Its power is similar to my Yunshaquan ..."

Chen Yu was secretly surprised.

On power and momentum, Ishikawa's swordsmanship is almost comparable to Duan Xiaolong, and it is more sustainable.

"The boy's shield is a semi-treasure weapon. But in his hands, he played a good defense effect."

"This child has no hesitation, a steady pace, and impeccable defense."

Some elders are senior and export evaluation.

Mental and impeccable in terms of mentality and defense.

clang! clang! clang!

Ishikawa stepped up the offensive, and the golden sword in his hand waved the waves of Jin Tao, forming a whirlwind of golden waves.

This offensive was enough to make some disciples in the early stages of refining dirty look ashamed.

But the opposite Mu Na boy, with no expression on his face, shielded his hands from attacking again and again, and a burst of energy broke out from time to time, shaking the sword of Ishikawa.

After a hundred strokes.

Sweat appeared faintly on Ishikawa's forehead; the young man still did not beat his heart.

Lord Yunyue and several elders frowned.

"Coward!"

Ishikawa can't help screaming and scolding, but the mum boy evokes a touch of irony.

"Ishikawa's sword is also a semi-treasure weapon. But this dumb boy seems to have strong endurance and a good mentality."

Chen Yu saw the situation unfavorable.

He wondered if the Mu Na boy had practiced special exercises or practiced exercises so much that he had endurance and strength.

clang! clang! clang!

The fighting on the field is endless.

Gradually, the Muna boy was not just defensive, he sometimes held a shield and actively took the initiative towards Ishikawa.

If you don't attack, I will force you with a shield.

The test bench is so big, and once it falls, it loses.

"not good!"

Ishikawa feels that his internal interest is gradually falling, and he has previously attacked and consumed more.

And the young man had strong strength and endurance. During the repeated collisions, his hands holding the knife became numb and his tiger's mouth cracked.

After half a column of incense.

Ishikawa panted, the boy's shield, sometimes crazily, defeated the former.

A moment.

Clang!

The teenager's other hand holding the sword suddenly waved a bright sword, and when Ishikawa exhausted, he crossed his arm holding the sword.

"Fast!" The audience watched and whispered.

what!

Ishikawa screamed, "Dangyu", and the hand holding the sword fell to the ground.

There was an extra blood mark on his arm.

Apparently, the Mu Na boy had a sword just now, and he was sympathetic, otherwise he would have lost his arm.

In the first game, Yunyue Zong lost.

...

"Haha! Although Atong is a dumb, he is born with a concentration of perseverance. He wields his sword and shields tens of thousands of times a day.

The middle-aged Hu Hu of Tiejianmen smiled and applauded.

Dumb?

The crowd looked startled and looked at Muna's boy "Atong".

"Dumb? Focus?"

Chen Yu muttered to himself, and seemed to have realized.

After a fiasco.

The Lord Yunyue and the elders looked out of the three main forces, the remaining two: Qiuyueer and Wandong.

"Master, I will definitely win him up."

Qiuyueer powder fist slightly.

However, the suzerain and the elders did not choose her.

"let me try."

Wan Dong is also full of confidence. He sees Atong's strategy and has the confidence to win.

Several elders nodded slightly.

After all, Qiuyueer is the finale. It is not good to play too early.

On the contrary, Wan Dong has rich actual combat experience. He has a great skill and is second only to Qiuyueer in practicing "Yunshaquan".

"Remember, don't waste your energy with him, you have to be fatal with one blow."

Lord Yunyue reminded.

"Disciple understand."

Wan Dong shook her body and fell to the test bench.

bass!

Wan Dong's evil spirit emerged from his body, like a leopard full of explosive power, and he quickly moved his footwork around the young man.

His "Yunshaquan" can practice Dacheng, and naturally experienced many killings.

With Wan Dong's pace moving, his eyes were cold, and he was always looking for the flaws in the young mane.

"broken!"

After a flash of shadows, Wan Dong bullied Muna boy close to him at an amazing speed.

Huh!

He punched with one punch, howling the wind and the wind, and his powerful punches formed a cloud of murky clouds.

The terrible evil caused the Mumen teenager to breathe bloodily.

After practicing "Yunshaquan", the power of Shaqi is getting stronger and stronger, not only increasing his own punches, but also suppressing and weakening his opponents.

Puffy!

The Muna boy braked statically, the shield still blocked Wan Dong's punch, and a strong rush to the shield pushed towards Wan Dong.

Unexpectedly.

Wan Dong smiled strangely. At the moment of a blow, his body flickered.

In addition, he also faintly used the shield's counter-shock to speed up his body speed.

Huh!

In a roundabout, Wan Dong moved to the other side of the boy, and a fierce sullen thunder banged on the shoulder of Mune boy.

"not good!"

The people at the Iron Sword Gate could not help whispering.

That million winter is really deceitful. The first strike seems to be very powerful, but it is actually false.

The Muna boy was holding a sword in his hand, and when he was really close, he fell into a weak position in terms of flexibility.

There is nothing to hide from this punch.

The face of Mu Na's teenager was not a little bit turbulent, and his mentality was quite amazing.

Since you can't hide ... then don't hide!

"Dang!"

The juvenile threw away his shield and looked like a yak, and hit his body fiercely against Wan Dong.

what!

Wan Dong was surprised.

Everyone at the scene lost their voices, and the boy actually lost his shield and greeted Wan Dong.

Simultaneously.

The sword in the hands of the young mane crossed a dazzling sword light, and severely chopped Wan Dong toward his arm.

That sword is like defeating Ishikawa just now.

Vaguely.

In Chen Yu's mind, the numbness of the Muna boy waving his sword ten thousand times a day.

"bad!"

Wan Dong's punch cannot be recovered. The muna boy ran into his head, how could he hide.

perhaps.

He can hit the opponent, but his arm is bound to be cut off.

"Peng!"

Wan Dong hit Muna boy with a single palm, and a soft purple light pattern appeared on the soft armor of the latter, weakening part of the boxing power.

Half treasure weapon soft armor!

Wan Dong couldn't help but lose her color, punched her, and part of her strength was offset and buffered.

Moreover, the Namu boy was well prepared, naturally on the shoulders of the soft armor, focusing on perspiration and strengthening the defense.

Bitter bitter.

He is about to lose. His palm may hurt each other, but it is definitely not fatal.

And what he lost would be an arm!

At this juncture.

Huh!

An electric noise sounded in my ear.

The next moment.

A light blue rotating palm force, like a soft air wall, separates Wan Dong and Mu Na Juvenile.

A tinge of numbness spread over the whole body of the two.

Wow!

Among them, the young man was injured because of a punch and hematemesis.

Wan Dong was saved by an arm with that palm.

"metropolitan."

Wan Dong was ashamed, looking at the blue robes around him.

The man who shot it was the Lord Yunyue.

"This time, you win."

Lord Yunyue took a deep breath and looked dull.

At that juncture, Wan Dong was doomed to lose. He had only shot to keep the disciples' arms under the door.

"Haha, there is a transfer."

The middle-aged Hu Zhongnian of Tiejianmen ~ www.readwn.com ~ The smile is bright and the surprise is extremely high.

to be frank.

Under the deadly blow of Wan Dong's cunning, the middle-aged man thought that the Muna boy was going to lose.

But I did not expect that the young man was so fierce and went straight to desperately.

Of course, the soft armor of the half-treasure ware and the good mentality of the young man are also the keys to his victory.

In terms of strength, he has no advantage over Wan Dong.

"Yunyuemen, lost two games in a row!"

There was a shock on the field.

Tie Jianzong was cheering, and the Shuiyue pie on the other side whispered a woman.

"Master Zong, we can still have two people, not all of them have no chance. It's better, let my disciple Chen Yu try it."

Elder Mao suggested.