Yan Zhaoge used the method of flicking his fingers to thunder, pushing the green dragon sword style in his sleeve, the sword light was like a dragon, and the thunder was linked, and the group of dragons went out to sea to attack Jiang Xiong overwhelmingly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The martial arts of the Shaluo Sect are wide open and closed, fierce and ferocious, and good at tackling tough problems head-on.

But if you meet an opponent who is more fierce, more aggressive, and more vast than him, it is easy to fall behind, be restrained everywhere, and have a feeling that no matter how you fight, you can't turn over.

Yan Zhaoge's sword is faster than a sword, and the power of each sword is extremely condensed and majestic, and there is no gap between them, as if they don't need to return to their breath at all.

This gave Jiang Xiong the illusion that he was being attacked by multiple Yan Zhaoge at the same time and besieged together.

In his bloodshot eyes, the fierce light became more and more intense, and the expression on his face became more and more solemn.

The other martial artists of the Shaluo Sect, as well as Yang Chufan, Fang Min and other Lingxi Island martial artists, were also surprised.

Extremely surprised, the battle between them was no longer so intense, everyone paid a considerable part of their attention, and watching the scene of Yan Zhaoge beating Jiang Xiong back step by step, everyone couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Fang Min asked blankly, "Senior Uncle Yang, is he ...... He seems to be fighting with his bare hands against Jiang Xiong, who has already driven the spirit soldiers?"

Yang Chufan was also sluggish: "That's right......"

No matter how surprised the onlookers were, they couldn't match the intuitiveness of Jiang Xiong, who was facing Yan Zhaoge's edge.

He gritted his teeth, and suddenly held the knife in both hands, and on the gray-white bone blade in his hand, a strange brilliance suddenly appeared.

As Jiang Xiong raised the knife high above his head, a thick evil aura converged towards the blade and his body.

A true Yuan evil qi combined with Jiang Xiong's martial arts sword intent, turning the virtual into reality, and turning into a pair of bone armor on his body.

The bone knife in his hand also became extremely huge, like a giant blade opening the sky.

The black wind and red blood were all absorbed into the white bones at this moment, making the white bone evil qi even more violent.

Jiang Xiong roared, and the blade slashed down at Yan Zhao Ge again!

The Shaluo Sect is supreme and peerless, and it is even more on the Xuanwu Sword Qi and the Blood Sea Sword Qi!

The fierce sword momentum and ferocious aura made the heavens and the earth seem to resound a mournful roar.

Yan Zhao Ge looked at this knife, his expression did not change at all, one hand stretched out, and his five fingers were open.

The green dragons transformed by the sword light circled and entwined at this moment, as if the muscles and muscles of the human body were intertwined, turning into a huge palm!

The giant hand that flashed with brilliance, with the momentum of supporting the sky, directly grabbed Jiang Xiong's extremely fierce bone knife!

The blade's furious aura frantically destroyed the huge palm, but it seemed to be in vain.

As soon as the bone knife was grabbed by the giant hand, he was immediately unable to move, and was completely fixed in the void, no matter how hard Jiang Xiong tried, he couldn't move a single bit.

Don't say that if you continue to move forward, you want to retreat, it's all wishful thinking.

Yan Zhaoge's palm was open, as vast as heaven and earth, and when it was tightened, it was as if heaven and earth had turned into a cage, making it impossible for Jiang Xiong to get out at all.

In the low roar, the light and shadow above Jiang Xiong's head flickered, and eight spirit flowers shone brightly, as if communicating heaven and earth.

His strength and artistic conception have been pushed to the extreme, but he is still like a grasshopper shaking a tree, unable to advance or retreat.

The martial artists of the Shaluo Sect were all shocked, and the two great masters of the late Yuan Ling stage who besieged the martial artists of Lingxi Island, one of them hurriedly separated and slashed at Yan Zhao Ge with a knife, wanting to help Jiang Xiong escape.

The other martial artists of the Shaluo Sect, although they were still fighting with Yang Chufan, Fang Min and others, were already in a state of confusion at the moment.

Yang Chufan and the others did not take advantage of the situation to fight back, and they all looked at the scene in front of them in amazement.

"It is rumored that in the middle stage of the 'Wusha' Jiangxiong Yuanling, the spirit buds were drawn and nine spirit leaves were obtained, and then when they were promoted to the late stage of the Yuanling, the nine leaves bloomed and eight flowers bloomed, which was a strong foundation second only to the nine leaves and nine flowers, so it had such a strong strength. ”

A group of Lingxi Island warriors looked at each other: "What I saw today, it can be seen that the rumors are true, the third of the top ten martial artists of Yuanling is well deserved, but it is ......"

It is such a powerful Jiang Xiong, the spirit soldier is with him, and the human knife is one, urging the Shaluo Sect to learn the Youluo White Bone Knife, but he is still invincible to Yan Zhao Ge!

Yang Chufan's mouth was bitter: "They are both in the late stage of Yuan Ling, but if I join forces with the three of the two great grandmasters of the Shaluo Sect, I may not be Jiang Xiong's opponent." ”

"Where the hell did this young man come from?"

The question in their hearts is also the question in the hearts of every Shara Sect martial artist at this moment.

Yan Zhao Ge turned a blind eye to the late stage grandmaster of the Yuan Spirit of the Shaluo Sect who was attacking him, and looked at the light and shadow illusion above Jiang Xiong's head with great interest, looking at the eight spirit flowers.

"Well, it's the same eight flowers, it's stronger than that Hai Zhengjie. Yan Zhaoge smiled: "In this way, this person should be nine leaves and eight flowers, and that Hai Zhengjie is eight leaves and eight flowers." ”

Yan Zhao Ge locked Jiang Xiong's Youluo White Bone Knife with one Broad Heavenly Palm, and with the other hand, with a palm of his hand, he defeated the Blood Sea Knife Qi of the Great Grandmaster of the Shaluo Sect.

"I don't know what kind of cultivation is the number one master of your sect, is it a martial saint?" Yan Zhaoge asked casually, "I don't know if there are holy soldiers?"

Jiang Xiong was sweating profusely and couldn't speak.

Fang Min shouted at this time: "The Sect Master of the Shaluo Sect is not a Martial Saint, and they don't have any Saint Soldiers!"

A group of Shaluo Sect martial artists shouted angrily in unison, and the Grand Master of the Shaluo Sect stared at Yan Zhao Ge and said in a sullen voice: "So what? The sect master of this sect ranks fourth among the top ten martial artists of the Extraordinary Sect, and the strongest people in the sect are like clouds. ”

"We admit that we have underestimated Your Excellency, but if Your Excellency thinks that you or the forces behind you can help this sect, then just let it go!"

"Have the guts to leave us all here today!"

Yan Zhaoge laughed: "You misunderstood......"

Hearing him say this, Yang Chufan, Fang Min and the others' faces suddenly turned pale, while the martial artists of the Shaluo Sect all breathed a sigh of relief, and their faces regained their proud and determined expressions, feeling that the power of their own sect had shocked this lone martial artist who appeared out of nowhere.

The more a lone warrior faces a high-ranking faction, the more it reflects his strength and loneliness.

You may not have to suffer at the moment, but in order to avoid angering the elders and strong of the other party's division, many times there is nothing to do.

It's just that these martial artists of the Shaluo Sect don't dare to relax completely, the Lingxi Island in front of Yang Chufan, Fang Min and others is not inferior to the behemoth of their Shaluo Sect, if Lingxi Island is sheltered, maybe this young man in front of him will dare to take risks.

Yang Chufan, Fang Min and others also had this idea, so they wanted to speak out in support and give Yan Zhaoge courage.

But I heard Yan Zhaoge continue: "...... I asked if your sect has any martial saints and holy soldiers, in order to understand more, if you have a preparation for your sect in the future. ”

"It has nothing to do with whether I kill you now or not. ”

Yan Zhaoge shook his head: "Don't think too much, no matter whether your sect has a martial saint or not, you are already dead." ”

As he spoke, as soon as Yan Zhao Singer took his palm, the sword light condensed, and the huge palm that grabbed Jiang Xiong's blade was also retracted, dragging Jiang Xiong over.

The river bear could not resist and moved.

Yan Zhaoge's other palm was raised high, and he slapped it down, as if the sky had collapsed! )