Yan Zhaoge used his yin and yang fingers, and his fingertips were everywhere, and Zhang Zhuo's fist power suddenly reversed. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Zhang Zhuo was shocked, fortunately he was cautious by nature, and his strength in making moves was not exhausted, and he still had time to change his moves.

In front of his left hand and behind his right hand, Zhang Zhuo's palms stopped in front of him together, dissolving Yan Zhaoge's finger power.

But under Yan Zhaoge's fingers, the yin and yang changes too quickly, there is almost no lag, Zhang Zhuo's left palm didn't have time to exert force, and the palm was pierced by Yan Zhaoge's finger!

The pale light opened a bloody hole in the palm of Zhang Zhuo's left palm, penetrated his left palm, and continued forward.

With this obstacle, Zhang Zhuo's right hand gathered strength in time, and Zhiyang Zhenyuan finally blocked the attack of Zhiyin finger force.

Between the intersection of yin and yang, there will be changes again.

Zhang Zhuo didn't dare to hesitate at all, and hurriedly pulled back, avoiding Yan Zhaoge's finger in a dangerous way.

He was shocked and angry in his heart, he had already broken the void and seen the true god, and he had ascended to see the god-level martial saint, and he used the Yang Fist Sutra, and the power was even more powerful.

In terms of the ability to attack head-on attacks alone, even in the upper realm, Zhang Zhuo's strength is extremely outstanding among martial artists in the same realm.

However, Yan Zhaoge participated in the study of the Yin and Yang Heavenly Book and used his Yin and Yang Fingers, but he just restrained his Zhiyang Fist Sutra and ate him to death.

There is no place for all the strength!

Kang Maosheng could only join forces with Zhang Zhuo at this moment, and the years of the streamer sword unfolded, turning into a long river of time, and slashing down to Yan Zhaoge.

Under the shroud of sword light, Yan Zhaoge's body speed seemed to slow down in an instant.

Yan Zhaoge's expression remained unchanged, and under his feet, black gas appeared on one side and white gas on the other.

The black and white qi intertwined and circled, passing through Yan Zhaoge's feet upwards and exerting force through the lumbar spine.

The finger of his left hand pointed at Kang Maosheng's sword light, and black and white faintly appeared at the fingertips.

Yin and yang fish are intertwined, faintly presenting the image of Tai Chi.

As soon as the Taiji diagram turned, Kang Maosheng's sword light was suddenly deviated, and instead slashed towards Zhang Zhuo!

Kang Maosheng and Zhang Zhuo's eyes widened at the same time.

Kang Maosheng, who has reached the Martial Saint Quadruple and has seen the early realm of God, has already grasped his own martial arts and true yuan power in a meticulous manner, sending and receiving at will.

Unless the opponent's strength is too much stronger than him, or the martial arts just restrain his years streamer, even if he can defeat him, Kang Maosheng will at least be able to show what he has learned.

How could it have happened like now, the sword light has deviated, involuntarily, and it is difficult to even take it back?

His sword was deflected by Yan Zhaoge, and Zhang Zhuo was miserable.

The Lao Gong acupoint in the palm of his left hand was pierced by Yan Zhaoge's finger, and if he wanted to exert his strength, his vitality kept leaking, which was temporarily equivalent to being wasted.

After paying such a heavy price, he finally avoided Yan Zhaoge's attack, and before he could take a breath, Kang Maosheng's years streamer was in front of him!

Zhang Zhuo was covered by the sword light, his body suddenly slowed down, and his left shoulder was immediately hit by the sword, and the blood flowed like an infusion.

Finally, Kang Maosheng collected his sword with all his might, and Zhang Zhuo escaped.

But on the other side, after Yan Zhaoge pointed at the sword light that was biased towards Kang Maosheng, the Huihong Sword in his hand was slashed out with a sword!

The sword light is everywhere, and all things are extinct.

Kang Maosheng only had a little light in front of him, and he continued to expand and occupy the entire world.

In the next moment, it seemed as if he was about to be pierced by the sword light in the center of his eyebrows and pierced his head!

He roared, and a layer of water appeared on his whole body, as if he had sunk into the long river of time.

Time passed quickly, and Kang Maosheng, who was shrouded in this time, also accelerated sharply, narrowly avoiding Yan Zhaoge's sword blade.

With the blessing of this secret method, although his speed is faster, his own time and life span are also passing faster.

Rao is like this, a red blood spot also appeared at the center of Kang Maosheng's eyebrows, and Venus surged in his mind, and there was a tingling pain.

At the moment of life and death, Zhang Zhuo did not dare to have the slightest reservation.

Between the rise and the vertical of the body, he swooped at the top of Yan Zhaoge's head from above.

Although his left hand couldn't be used, the five fingers of his right hand clenched into a fist and smashed down towards Yan Zhao Ge's head.

The brilliant golden light continued to condense and gradually turn purple.

Zhang Zhuo's whole person seemed to be incarnated into a purple sun, falling from the sky!

Compared to the golden day, the purple sun is even more terrifying, as if the heavens and the earth have come to an end, a catastrophe has occurred, and finally collapse!

The strongest form of the Zhiyang Fist Sutra, created by Zhang Zhuo, surpasses the purple yang wheel of martial arts created by the ancestors of the Great Sun Holy Sect in the past dynasties!

With a punch, there is a faint bit of the power of the sun seal bombardment!

"Zhang Zhuo, no matter where you go, I can control you in Guangcheng Mountain. Yan Zhaoge smiled, his yin and yang fingers were sent again, and his fingertips were a little black and white, dripping and spinning.

Zhang Zhuo's fierce purple sun wheel suddenly deviated from the direction.

The furious fist, the target is no longer Yan Zhaoge, but Kang Maosheng!

Kang Maosheng was hit by Yan Zhao Ge's Absolute Immortal Sword Qi, and although he escaped death, his mind was stinging, and his spirit was completely unable to concentrate.

In the face of Zhang Zhuo's sudden punch, he could only barely dodge.

But the fierce purple sun wheel still hit Kang Maosheng's leg, directly breaking one of the legs of this descendant of the Streamer Sword of the years!

Kang Maosheng gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

Two god-level martial saint powerhouses, besieging a conjunct-level martial saint, where to put it, it is an incredible thing.

What's even more incredible is that the two of them are god-level martial saint powerhouses, but they can't beat each other!

The two besieged, and Yan Zhaoge was at ease, but they were in a hurry.

What made them even more chilling was that Yan Zhaoge seemed to be wandering.

In the distraction......

"My shot has made the sword weapon that sacrifices to the gluttonous evil soul faster, but it will take a little time to complete it. Yan Zhaoge fought with Kang Maosheng and Zhang Zhuo, and his mind communicated with the Northern Netherworld clones in the blood pool.

Even so, he was besieged by the two god-level martial saints, and he still had a leisurely demeanor.

The Yin Yang Heavenly Book has been successfully cultivated, and Yan Zhaoge is not afraid of siege at all.

He already has the mystery of reversing the two poles of the book of heaven, and the rapid qi recovery method of his own fingers and thunder.

Now practicing the Yin and Yang Heavenly Book, Yin and Yang are in harmony, and between the changes of the two poles, he has the top means of unloading and borrowing strength, and the recovery speed of his vitality is even more powerful, and under the mutual growth of Yin and Yang, he fights with the two great god-level martial saints, and his own true yuan is almost not consumed.

Yan Zhaoge's Northern Darkness clone is not afraid of siege because it is too fast.

Unless there is one of the enemies who is at least close to the Northern Underworld clone in speed and can entangle him, the Northern Underworld clone can use the speed advantage to easily defeat a crowd.

And Yan Zhao Ge himself, facing the siege at the moment, is even better at it than the Northern Netherworld clone in group battles and fierce battles.

There must be an enemy whose strength is obviously better than him, or someone who can restrain the Yin Yang Heavenly Book changes, that Yan Zhao Gefang will feel the pressure.

Otherwise, no matter how many people come, it is useless.

But at the moment, neither Kang Maosheng nor Zhang Zhuo can do it.

Zhang Zhuo's mouth was full of bitterness, and a feeling of despair rose in his heart.

In the past, he achieved the Martial Saint Triple, the late stage of the conjunction, and was full of spirit, ready to dominate the Eight Great Worlds.

Unexpectedly, Zhandong Pavilion also went one step further, reaching the dual realm of martial saints, and as a result, he could only be imprisoned in the volcano.

Now, Zhan Dong Pavilion has long since passed away, and he has become the first person in the Eight Great Worlds to successfully ascend to the upper realm.

It seems to amply prove that the one who has the last laugh is the winner.

But Yan Zhaoge in front of him made him even more desperate!

The person in front of him was another martial artist in the dual realm of martial saints.

Zhang Zhuo himself has changed from what he used to be, reaching the fourfold realm of martial saints, breaking the void and seeing the true god, and his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and it is no longer what it used to be.

But it was all to no avail.

He is still no match against another Hiroshi Mountain Warrior! )