Respectfully and respectfully, Yan Le slowly stood up, talking about the relationship between their superiors and subordinates, and talking about personal relations with him Yan Le is Zhao Gao's son-in-law, and some things don't have to be as secretive as the Six Sword Slaves.

When Zhao Gao Shi Ran walked back to the pavilion and sat down, Yan Le asked in a low voice, "My lord, why do you want to let him go, if you leave him behind, with our means of collecting nets, we can also dig out the things in his stomach." ”

"Hehe, Yan Le...... It seems that your skills are still too shallow. Zhao Gao smiled faintly and waved his hand gently, but no one saw a trace of caution in his eyes.

"The subordinates are stupid, please make it clear to the adults." Yan Le bowed his hand slightly when he heard this, and he sold a good job.

Just now, when the man in black was standing in front of Tianzhu, this seat suddenly felt that he was actually locked by the qi machine...... And it is twenty-four qi machine locks, although this seat can obviously distinguish only twenty-four martial artists in the late stage of Wufeng, but if these twenty-four people are proficient in the formation and have a degree of advance and retreat, it will also be a troublesome matter, at least if the man in black insists on leaving, you and I alone will definitely not be able to keep him. There was one more thing that Zhao Gao hadn't said, that is, he couldn't see through the realm of the young man in black.

There are only two possibilities for such a result, the first is that the exercises he cultivates are extremely special, and the second is that the young man's realm is higher than his own, whether it is the former or the latter, Zhao Gao decisively chose to sell the other party's favor, rather than a head-on conflict, this is the scheming of the superiors.

To be able to maximize their own interests and minimize their own losses in the shortest possible time, there are thousands of people in the world, but only a few can do this.

Yan Le was stunned when he heard this, twenty-four late stage without a blade?

This is really unexpected!

The Wufeng realm is not a cabbage, back to basics, the yuan is the same, the highest level under the martial arts realm. I don't know how many people practice martial arts, but there are only 12 out of 10 people who can really reach the realm of no edge, and those who can cross the realm of no edge are even rarer.

Twenty-four people were dispatched in one go, and they were able to evade their own perception so lightly, such strength, such a background, should not be underestimated.

"After this incident, you will inform the Tingwei Mansion and post the portrait of the young man in black everywhere. If you dare to trade with this seat, you will have to pay a little price. ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Gao's eyes turned into the distance, and he frowned and said, "The wind is howling, and the qi is rampant, this Yan Hong has some skills, you go in person and let the six sword slaves retreat, since they can find this seat here." The Six Sword Slaves are entangled in staying there, and it is just useless. ”

"Yes, my lord, retire!"

A black shadow flickered. Yan Leyi disappeared from Zhao Gao's sight, but Yan Hong stood solemnly with a sword, and the six sword slaves formed a half-circle, surrounding him seriously. It's just that at this moment, I don't know that there are Wei Zhuang and others in the field, but there is an extra dressed beauty behind Zhengang, holding a sharp long sword. The quaint seal characters on the spine of the sword are clearly visible.

"Cold Moon Sword! You are Zhang Xu! "It's really like there are eyes behind him, the sword blade is pointing at Yan Hong, but the name of the sword behind him is said in his mouth." "I didn't expect that Qin Guo, Blood Prison, Luoxia Villa, working together, Zhang Xu and Sister Shi Lan would still come out alive." Under the shade of the tree beside Zhang Xu, a woman with long purple hair burst out, and the most dazzling thing was the slightly sad tear-stained tattoo at the corner of his eye.

The words were said tactfully and crisply, but Wei Zhuang on the opposite side was stunned, and Gu Bo's immovable eyes instantly burst out with intense joy, and even the hand holding the shark tooth trembled slightly. "Zhuang!" called softly, his voice was extremely soft, without the slightest fortitude and coldness of the previous moment. "Ah Zi, you ......!"

"Senior brother, if you want to talk about the old days and go home, let's settle them first." Before Wei Zhuang could say anything, Yan Hong interrupted rudely, looking at the six sword slaves in front of him with different shapes, his eyes were full of anger, "Zhiyun's account, it's time to pay it back!" ”

Gritting his teeth and saying seven words, a sinister aura spread rapidly, this is Yan Hong, who Red Lotus and Zhang Xu have never seen before, everywhere the strong wind passes, the original green grass instantly turned into dry yellow, and then turned into dead black, and there was no longer any life.

One step out, the footprints were half a foot into the ground, the dark aura gushed out from under the feet, the footprints actually burned strangely, and in a hundred steps, a hundred footprints rising with blazing flames.

At this moment, he is no longer the elegant and noble prince, the flame of hatred has been completely released, there is no deliberate suppression, only full catharsis, the encounter of Concubine Xue Pavilion, the love like glue, and finally he died in his arms with a sad expression.

One by one, they all flashed in Yan Hong's mind like electricity, these six miscellaneous pieces, today...... Can't live!

Skynet's killer has long been in a different place, and his own people have stepped back a little to make room for Yan Hong, and everyone understands that your resentment needs to be vented.

A sword is drawn like a meteor chasing the moon, and the strong momentum spreads rapidly with Yan Hong as the axis, and the six people in front of him seem to be bound by chains, and they can't escape if they want to escape, and they can't fight back, even if they are six people together, they are still a beat slower under the intimidation.

Six Tianyi realms, against one Qitian realm, and proficient in the art of joint attack, could have had the power to fight, but unfortunately before the sword was subdued by the opponent's momentum, how sad, finally cut off the water with the power of the heart and eye to take the lead in waking up, and the two swords staggered out a wave, like scissors straight into Yan Hong's chest.

Yan Hong didn't even blink his eyes, and the seemingly ordinary straight stab cut through layers of barriers, pierced the barriers and went straight into the middle, unstoppable.

"Retreat!" The sword in his hand was divided into four, four into eight, and eight into sixteen, covering Yan Hong's body, hoping to break Yan Hong's retreat.

It's still that sword that instantly removes the false and retains the true, and sees through the blindness and falsehood. The heart is like stopping water.

But in the eyes of outsiders, this sword stirred up torrents one after another, and exploded like flames in an instant, that is, this gathering and scattering shook the internal force of the six sword slaves and could not be condensed.

The six were in the mountains, unaware.

This is the power of the 'Dao', a sword that breaks through ten thousand laws, communicates heaven and earth, gathers the aura of heaven and earth, in the heart, and then extends to the blade in the hand, and the powerful spiritual power bursts with it, yes, it is completely impossible to condense within the 'innate'.

"This is 'Broken Soul'...... Unexpectedly, Zihong had already mastered the essence of the Qitian realm. Zhang Xu watched from the side, smiled knowingly, and couldn't help but envy Yan Hong's qualifications in his heart, he was only at the peak of the Tianyi realm now, and the reason why he was able to understand the Qitian realm was all due to the guidance of the great elder Zhang Lan, but he was much inferior to Yan Hongyi.

"I didn't expect this kid to be at the peak of the Qitian realm, it's really ......" Wei Zhuang shook his head slightly, but his hand unconsciously held the Purple Girl's Rouyi, the purple goddess stiffened, but after a while, the whole person leaned on Wei Zhuang's shoulder, she had waited too long at this moment. (To be continued......)