Chapter 1741: Still a Challenge

"Come." Zhao Yun shouted loudly, and golden energy and blood rose.

As soon as his origin was revealed, everyone present felt trembling, especially the special bloodline, which trembled the most. It must be the suppression of the bloodline. This small bloodline is extremely domineering.

Buzz!

The ghost-headed zombie moved, crushing the battle platform with one step, and sweeping across the world with one strike.

Zhao Yun didn't even look at it, and swung out with a big hand that smashed the monument.

pound!

Wow...!

Accompanied by the sound of metal clashing, the spectators, including the stage host, collectively raised their eyes.

It’s not surprising that they were like this, because the ghost-headed zombie was thrown away by a palm, drawing a beautiful arc in mid-air. When it landed, it was accompanied by a scream, and it was the miserable leopard-headed spirit again, with its front feet As soon as I got up, my back foot was smashed by a zombie.

"Is this... over?"

"Imperial level quasi-sage, flying with one palm?"

"This kid from the outer universe really has a few tricks up his sleeve."

After a few moments of silence, the audience became noisy. Even the stall owner Zhao Yunlai was so surprised that his eyes widened. He knew that the guy was not simple, but this slap was too domineering. After all, he was a quasi-sage. Zombies were killed with one palm.

The one with the most exciting expression was the host. In order to earn these 100,000 Netherstones, he chose the strongest quasi-holy zombie. He thought he would win for sure, but who would have thought that his defeat was so clean and tidy. He won the Netherworld Stone today. Stone, it’s not enough to lose this one.

"What?...Give me money!" The people in the audience were shouting, especially those who lost the challenge, howling the loudest. Damn it, after losing for several days, I finally saw that the stage leader was bleeding. Moreover, it is still 100,000 yuan, which is so damn comfortable just thinking about it.

"I'm willing to admit defeat." The host's face! It's as if he no longer has a face.

With so many people watching, how dare he refuse to do business? It’s about faith.

"It's better to make money faster this way." Zhao Yun chuckled, collected a total of 200,000 underworld stones, put them away again, and said with a harmless look on his face, "Senior, let me get another one."

"Yes, a few more." Everyone in the audience was excited.

Finally, I have someone who can beat me. Today I will fuck that guy until he goes bankrupt.

"You are not an ordinary person. I want to replace you with a saint zombie." The host said meaningfully.

"Can you still be so shameless?" Everyone in the audience pouted.

The host ignored him and only looked at Zhao Yun, "Are you still challenging?"

"Whatever." Zhao Yun smiled.

"Don't regret it if you lose." The host of the channel changed his mind. The quasi-holy zombies can't beat you. Look at my saint zombies beating you to death. As a channel host, who hasn't ordered the bottom of the box yet and lost ten times in a daze? Wan Mingshi, you have to find a place to come back.

Whoosh!

Seeing him wave his arms, a ray of purple light shot out from his sleeves.

The saint zombie appears on the scene. He is actually a young man, born in white clothes.

Despite his short stature and heavy body, when he landed, the mountains he stepped on swayed. Seeing him, many people subconsciously took a step back. This young man is definitely a ruthless character. A powerful quasi-sage once came to the stage to challenge him. He slapped them to pieces.

"It's half a step away...one day and one place!" Zhao Yun thought to himself.

Quasi-holy zombies and saint zombies are far from the same level.

"Beat." The host shouted.

Following his order, the young zombie moved suddenly, and his white little fist hit the battle platform with a bang, creating cracks on the battle platform, and in the cracks, there were streaks of thunder and lightning tearing apart, like The knife is like a sword, cutting across the entire battle platform without distinction.

Zhao Yun instantly opened the Eternal Heavenly Guard, half a foot wide, and defended without distinction.

The clanging sound then filled the battle platform, and sparks of light from the chopping sky shot out.

"What a strong defense." Not only the people in the audience, but also the stage host were shocked.

"Daluo Tianshou."

Zhao Yun reached the sky with one step and fell down with a flip of his hand.

The young zombie clenched his fists tightly, with secret lines flowing between his palms, and punched through his big hand.

At this moment, its body's surface shone brightly, as if it had transformed into a scorching sun. The perfect method of light dazzled the onlookers in the audience, making stars appear in their eyes.

"You know a lot!" Zhao Yunlingtian used the Immortal Killing Technique to kill the young zombie. He is also familiar with the method of light, and has often used it to inflict evil on others. How could he suffer from this? Even before the war started, he He has used his source to protect his eyes, but this method is ineffective on him.

Roar!

The roar of the dragon suddenly started, and a black dragon emerged from the young zombie's body.

This is not his natal secret, but more like something from an outsider, sealed within his body.

Needless to say, this outsider is the host, his zombie! You can use your hands and feet to prepare for emergencies. When you really can't do it, you will use this method to cheat.

Zhao Yun saw through but didn't tell clearly, and drew a galaxy with a sword, cutting off the dragon's body.

Before it's over, the young zombie is outstanding. He obviously has no emotions and is just like a puppet, but he can open up the heretic dharma. He is also a Buddha statue and recites Buddhist scriptures on his own.

break!

Zhao Yun shouted like thunder, breaking the Buddha's voice with thunderous wrath.

Breaking the Buddha's voice does not mean breaking the Buddha image.

As the young zombie raised his hand, the huge Buddha palm covered the sky and the earth.

Many quasi-sages secretly swallowed their saliva when they saw it. If they were slapped, they would be beaten into a pile. The master of the station was also generous. Who could fight such a zombie?

Speaking of the host, there’s that deep stroking of his beard again.

Where is this? This zombie still has a lot of trump cards.

boom!

Zhao Yun was too lazy to argue and opened the eternal golden body.

Okay! The spectators who were already looking up at the battle raised their heads a little higher.

The heretic Buddha is as big as his head, but this golden giant seems to be even more majestic.

If compared two by two, an adult and a child would absolutely crush each other in terms of aura and power.

"What? What is that?"

Perhaps the Eternal Golden Body was so huge that even the people on other mountaintops raised their eyes to the sky. Many of them had already rushed here.

"Who is this?"

"Outsiders."

"That alien talent?"

"Yes."

The noise suddenly became loud. Not to mention the spectators, even the other stage hosts who came to watch the show had their eyes sparkling. In the realm of the Imperial Realm, there are really few people who can show such a dharma.

The host was no longer calm and subconsciously stood up.

Whether he stood or not, there was no suspense in this battle. When Zhao Yun stepped down from the sky, the huge Buddha's hand collapsed instantly, and the huge Buddha statue also collapsed.

The young zombie was strong, holding up his hands to the sky, holding on forcefully.

As the saying goes, great strength can produce miracles, Mr. Zhao is not used to it.

Blessed by the law of power, he stepped down forcefully.

A saint zombie was trampled to pieces by him. It had a lot of trump cards, but they couldn't be used at this moment. All the restrictions in the body were destroyed by Zhao Yun's kick.

"How domineering!"

Maybe the vibration was too great and many people in the audience were shaken back.

That big guy not only bluffs people, but also has overwhelming lethality.

"I..." The host covered his chest. In order to sacrifice the young zombie, he spent a lot of money, so he just pointed it to find a place. It was a good thing that it was trampled to pieces.

Just like this...he still has to pay for it?

A full two hundred thousand!

Counting the previous 100,000, he spent 300,000 in these two battles.

I have never lost so miserably in a gambling game.