At the moment when everything was silent, when time and space froze, the corners of Zhao Shuo's clothes were still swinging.

Suddenly, the confinement melted, Lin Wan'er continued to blink, Zhao Qian continued to breathe, Rou Jia's tears fell to the ground, and Zhao Ting's mouth was tightly pursed......

But some things have changed, there are countless lights in all directions of Shangjing, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple and various colors, it is very beautiful, and the night sky of the entire Shangjing City is spectacular, like the aurora is breathtaking.

Under the starry sky at night, those colorful lights poured towards Zhao Shuo one after another, penetrating into his body like rain, and then submerged into it, making the second prince even more majestic and handsome.

Zhao Shuo stretched out his hand to his chest, and those rays of light passed through his fingers, shining abnormally: "These unseen and untouchable Shangjing Qi Luck has been connected to me, even if you summon it, they will all flow into my body one by one, what you have done is just ridiculous useless work, old thief." ”

There was a look of contempt on his face, and as soon as he clenched his fists, light shone through the cracks between his fingers.

The old man in gray did not answer, he still stretched out his hands, one palm on the top, the other palm on the bottom, the qi sank into the dantian, and began to slowly stroke, a Tai Chi gossip figure was formed in the air, like a thin mirror, Qiankun gossip was among them, turning according to some mysterious trajectory.

Zhao Shuo's face changed suddenly, and the light that did not enter his body flowed out like flowing water, flowing to the mysterious gossip plate on that side, and then submerged into the body of the old man in gray, the body of the old man in gray did not change at all, but it looked more and more majestic in the eyes of everyone.

Shangjing's luck did not take root in his body. Instead, it was filtered and entered the body of the gray-clothed old man.

Lin Wan'er was speechless in surprise, the scene in front of her was very similar to the scene in Xiliang Wangfu, the jade seal containing the national fortune of the previous dynasty was absorbed by Sima Qi with a secret method. That endless luck also flowed into his body like flowing water, and then the light was great, and Li Mubai and Wei Song were not his opponents.

There was a faint fierceness in Zhao Shuo's eyes, and the next moment his body swept to the front of the gossip plate, snorted coldly, and slammed his fist on the gossip plate with one hand, with a loud bang. The gossip pan trembled, but a strange scene happened.

The Bagua Disk stabilized again, and Zhao Shuo's blow not only did not shatter the Bagua Plate. On the contrary, the light in his body was lost more quickly, and his fist was sucked by the question, clinging to it, and he couldn't get rid of it after several struggles.

The slowly rotating Bagua Disk is like a bottomless black hole. Quickly sucked the luck in Zhao Shuo's body. He is still connected to Shangjing, but it has been reduced to a bridge, through which Shangjing's luck flows into the body of the gray-clothed old man.

"You are too young to know the real mystery of this capital, the old man in order to prevent this situation, he has a back hand, but he didn't think that it would really be useful one day." The old man in gray had more and more luck in his body, and it gradually overflowed. There was light shining from it.

Zhao Shuo snorted slightly, his eyes getting colder and colder. The disdain on his face became more and more intense, he didn't care about the gradual loss of luck, and the other hand hidden in his sleeve suddenly clenched, and slammed it on his chest in the surprised and wrong expression of the old man in gray.

With a bang, the heavens and the earth moved, and there was a thunderclap on the ground, and the luck that had not entered Zhao Shuo's body was like the wind blowing the clouds under this thunderous blow, gradually disappearing and drifting away, and his body suddenly emptied, without the luck of the capital.

The old man in gray didn't expect that a person could be so cruel to himself, and he was distracted for a while, and his hands paused.

It was only a moment when the luck was disconnected, and the distraction of the old man in gray was also a moment, and a lot of things had happened in this moment.

The moment the luck was disconnected, the adsorption power of the gossip plate disappeared, and the gray-clothed old man was stunned for a moment, the gossip map was not perfect, and he was stunned, but Zhao Shuo's fist did not stop, smashing on the gossip plate, there was a cracking sound, and the fist continued to move forward.

The old man in gray mobilized his whole body to protect his chest, as he said, Zhao Shuo's luck is the luck of the capital, and his luck is also the luck of the capital, the two are the same root, Zhao Shuo's fist did not enter it, as if entering the realm of no one, and it fell firmly on the chest of the old man in gray.

The gray-clothed old man's body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

Zhao Shuo wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but he was suffocated in his chest, and the punch he had just smashed into his chest had already injured his veins, and he was robbed of part of his luck by the old man in gray, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Although both sides were defeated, Zhao Shuo didn't care, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, elegantly and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then casually threw the handkerchief aside.

The old man in gray was rolling and rampage, like a river flooding, the river was flooding, although he was not in the best state, but he knew that only at this time Zhao Shuo was the weakest, and it was their only chance to defeat Zhao Shuo.

The eyes of the gray-clothed old man swept over Li Mubai and Zhao Jianchen, first swept rapidly, and came to Zhao Shuo in an instant, reaching out with one hand, shaking Kunlun with one hand, and the wonderful panic was pressed towards Zhao Shuo, Zhao Shuo held up to the sky with one hand, and held Kunlun with his hand.

Li Mubai saw the stitches, put his fingers together into a sword, and stabbed at Zhao Shuo, this sword was too fast, Zhao Shuo held Kunlun in his hand, and chose a hard connection for this sword, and also put his fingers together into a sword, and Li Mubai confronted a sword, Zhao Shuo's body did not move, but Li Mubai retreated violently, obviously at a disadvantage.

Wei Song held the silver spear in his hand, swept like a violent wind, swept on Zhao Shuo's body, Zhao Shuo's body was like a bulging balloon, and where he had no strength, Xu Yunfeng swept over Zhao Shuo's body without holding a soft sword.

Zhao Shuo raised a kick, and a fierce whip kick kicked on Wei Song's silver spear, castration did not decrease, and landed on Xu Yunfeng again, and the two of them came and went quickly.

Zhao Jianchen came with a sword, followed by countless sword shadows of Zero Zero Seven.

Zhao Shuo stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air, seemingly grabbing it, first grabbing Zhao Jianchen's sword, and then grabbing one of the sword shadows in Zero Zero Seven, and that sword shadow happened to be the real sword body of Zero Zero Seven.

Zhao Jianchen and Zero Zero Seven slapped their palms at the same time, imprinted on Zhao Shuo's body, Zhao Shuo smashed the sword of the two, smashed it on the two of them with a punch, and the two vomited blood and flew upside down.

Kobayashi Koichi's black and white chess pieces flew towards Zhao Shuo, unpredictable. Zhao Shuo suddenly closed his eyes and clicked twice in the air, Kobayashi Guangyi frowned, his body was hit hard, and he knelt on one knee.

Zhao Shuo suddenly exerted his strength, and the Kunlun in his hand flew out, his body swept lightly, and he fell back to the top of the main hall, taking a deep breath, he had never felt so powerful. (To be continued.) )