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"There are others, looking at their appearance, they don't even know how they died, and they lost their lives without even noticing!"

The martial artists of Haoling Mountain who went down the mountain to inquire about the situation were all frightened, because the appearance of the deceased was too weird.

The deceased man was calm and did not feel the slightest sense of fright or fear.

There were two people standing facing each other, as if they were talking, with a disdainful expression on their faces, as if they were talking about that Yan Zhao Ge, but they seemed to be killed without realizing it, and their expressions did not change, and one of the senior uncles even opened his mouth, as if he had not finished speaking.

If it was an illusion or a poison that made them unconscious for a while and fell into a coma, what about when Yan Zhao Ge took their lives?

"Judging from Uncle Shi's expressions, even when they were killed by the other party, none of them woke up, and their bodies didn't even struggle at all!"

Seeing the Martial Saint and being killed, he still didn't react and indulged in a sweet dream?

Are you kidding?

Those Haoling Mountain martial artists who went to investigate all thought that if it weren't for the Dongquan Dao people actually ordering them to retreat, they would also end up with those dead fellow disciples.

I don't even know how I died.

As long as they thought of this, all the martial artists of Haoling Mountain shuddered.

"Okay! What a thunder of the eternal night!" Dongquan Daoist was not intimidated by Yan Zhaoge's methods, but so many people were killed, which made him tremble with anger.

Yuan Xiancheng of Wutong Slope also stood up from his seat at this moment.

His figure instantly arrived outside the main hall, and the light and shadow of the fire phoenix in his eyes became more and more dazzling and bright: "A martial artist of the Martial Saint Sixfold Realm, urging the thunder of the eternal night, should not have such a powerful power, your thunder is also integrated into other mysteries!"

Yan Zhaoge stood on the top of the mountain, looked at Yuan Xiancheng, and said with a smile: "But 'Phoenix Pupil' Yuan Xiancheng has seen your Excellency's light and shadow images, and it is really better to meet than to be famous." ”

"But I underestimated you before. Yuan Xiancheng said slowly: "No wonder you can break all the way here from Mianshan." ”

Zhao Zhen walked out of the hall after Yuan Xiancheng, and his eyes were also looking Yan Zhao Ge up and down.

The usual smile on his face had disappeared at this time, and it looked extremely solemn.

Dongquan Daoren took a deep breath at this moment, and gradually calmed down.

"Little thief of the Yan family, if you dare to come to the Xuanning Mountain Range, this will become the place where you are buried. His voice was cold: "You took the initiative to come to my Haoling Mountain, it is to kill yourself, you kill my Haoling Mountain Sect people, Poor Dao will definitely kill you with your own hands!"

Yan Zhaoge didn't pay attention to Dongquan Dao people anymore, but looked left and right: "I heard that the head of Yehua Sect is closed, I don't know if there are any representatives coming?"

The faces of everyone present became strange.

The Yehuamen Elder was secretly happy in his heart, but when he saw Yuan Xiancheng there, he didn't dare to show the slightest expression on his face.

"Today, the powerhouses of my entire Xuanning Mountain Range are gathered here, all in order to kill you madman under the leadership of Wutongpo. Dongquan Daoist said coldly: "The act of sowing discord can be avoided, there is no room for you to play with your lips and tongues here." ”

When Yan Zhaoge heard this, he finally looked at Dongquan Daoren here, and said funny: "Did you misunderstand something?"

"I'm interested in Yehuamen because it is rumored that it is really boring to learn the sword technique of Dark Night Hualian, which is a true transmission before the Great Destruction, which is quite complete and quite unique, so I want to take a look. ”

He looked Dongquan Daoist up and down: "As for your Haoling Mountain's famous Peerless Bagua Wrapping Heavenly Palm and Fulong Haoling Fist, although they are also very good, I am not very interested. ”

Yan Zhaoge is telling the truth, because these two peerless studies are both derived from the true solution of the mastery gossip Fulong before the Great Destruction.

In the Heavenly Court Divine Palace, there is a complete version.

It was the Night Hua Lotus Knife of the Night Hua Gate, Yan Zhao Ge had just heard about it, and he was a little interested in seeing what it looked like.

It's just that these words fell on the ears of Haoling Mountain, and I felt even more humiliated.

Dongquan Daoist people only feel that they have been cultivating qi all their lives, but in front of Yan Zhaoge, they will always be so angry that one Buddha ascends to heaven and the second Buddha goes out of the body.

He originally intended to take advantage of the momentum of the alliance to establish the hegemony of his own Haoling Mountain in the Xuanning Mountain Range, and took the first step to successfully suppress Yehuamen.

Everything was going smoothly, but since the appearance of Yan Zhao Ge, the situation has completely changed.

Although he listened to Yuan Xiancheng's idea and let Yan Zhaoge go up the mountain, his own family was slaughtered by Yan Zhaoge a lot, and he lost face to the extreme.

Now Yan Zhao Ge seemed to praise Yehuamen and belittle him Haoling Mountain, and even tore off their faces and threw them on the ground and stepped on them.

Not to mention that Yan Zhaoge can leave Haoling Mountain alive today, as long as he Dongquan Daoist doesn't kill Yan Zhaoge with his own hands, this face can't be saved!

Haoling Mountain was so angry that his face was red, but Yan Zhaoge was indifferent.

"The Covenant is rounding me up?" he looked around.

As far as the eye can see, it is indeed a gathering of strong players.

"Phoenix Pupil" Yuan Xiancheng, Martial Saint Eightfold, the middle realm of Xianqiao, the legend of Wutong Slope of Fengyi Mountain, the first disciple of the Southern Supreme Sect, the Southern Yantian Realm and even the entire upper realm are famous.

"Purple Tide Swordsman" Zhao Zhen, Martial Saint Eightfold, the middle realm of Xianqiao, dominates the side in the Southern Yantian Realm, and dominates the Ming Sea.

"Fulongsuo" Dongquan Daoist, Martial Saint Eightfold, the middle realm of Xianqiao, a hegemon in the Xuanning Mountains, although the cultivation is not as good as Yuan Xiancheng and Zhao Zhen, but the advantage of occupying the home field of Haoling Mountain should not be underestimated.

In addition, there is also a great elder of Haoling Mountain, the Martial Saint Sevenfold, who is also a figure who has already ascended the Immortal Bridge.

Among the powerhouses of the Xuanning Mountains who came to participate in the alliance, there were also two Martial Saints Sevenfold, and the powerhouses of the early realm of Xianqiao were all famous lone warriors in the Xuanning Mountain Range.

In addition to the competition between Haoling Mountain and Yehuamen, their energy is limited, and they can only be wooed, and they are all domineering characters who are used to running rampant in this Xuanning Mountain Range.

Under the immortal bridge, the warriors of Haoling Mountain and other powerhouses of the Xuanning Mountain Range also gathered here.

Not counting Yehuamen, nearly ninety percent of the strong people in the entire Xuanning Mountain Range are here.

Mighty and powerful, so many fierce people, just looking at them can make the heart of the Martial Saint collapse.

Yan Zhaoge didn't care much about this, but laughed and said: "Although you have been there for me, I knew that there would be no good meeting, since Yan is here, how can he care about you?"

"Since that's the case, then let's see the real chapter under our hands!" Dongquan Daoren shouted in a deep voice: "Let the old man see how capable you are, dare to be so arrogant!"

After that, Dongquan Daoist circled his palms and knocked down Yan Zhaoge's head.

Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge didn't hide at all, and hit back with a backhand palm Fantianyin.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, it was the Martial Saint Eightfold, and the Dongquan Dao people in the middle realm of Xianqiao were shocked and flew back!