Zhan Zhao and Cui Jade walked towards the direction of the Xuantian Clan, under Zhan Zhao's divine sense, the Xuantian Clan was not far from here, Zhan Zhao did not fly, just walked slowly, while looking at everything around him.

"You have the dead silence of our young master, did you kill our young master?" Suddenly an angry shout came from the sky, and the clansman of the Black Scale Clan appeared.

Seeing the black scale clansmen in the sky, in an instant, all the pedestrians around them fled, and soon, the front of Zhanzhao and the three of them became empty.

"Cuibi and Cuiyu!?" the Blackscale Clansman snorted coldly, "The young master is going to arrest you...... This person of the Xuantian clan has the dead silence of the young master, could it be that it was this Xuantian clan who saved you and killed the young master?"

The clansmen of the Black Scale Clan roared angrily, "You actually dare to kill our young master, looking for death!"

"Kill it, kill it, what's wrong?" Seeing the people of the Black Scale Clan, Zhan Zhao felt a little irritated in his heart, and said coldly, "What kind of thing are you, you dare to question me?"

"Senior, be careful!" Cui Bi and Cuiyu's bodies trembled slightly, and Cui Bi said in a trembling voice, "This is the Elder of the Black Scale Clan, his strength is at the Saint Emperor level, and he is one of the strongest people in the Origin Wind Continent!"

Zhan Zhao nodded, he had already seen that this person's strength was also at the saint level, but for Zhan Zhao, this person was not his opponent at all!

There is the swordsmanship taught by Taichu, as well as the Xingchen Fist that he has understood, and there will be a demon que at a critical time, and Zhanzhao doesn't care about this person at all!

"You actually dare to contradict me Bage!" Bage roared frantically and snorted coldly, "Except for the Hantian Ancestor, no one in the Xuantian Clan dares to say that I am not!

"Really, Bag?" Suddenly a disdainful sneer came out, "Do you want to move our Xuantian Clan?

An old man suddenly appeared in mid-air. The old man was emaciated, in good spirits, with a shining bald head, dressed in a gorgeous brocade robe, and the corners of his clothes were covered with strange seal-shaped ancient talismans, he looked at Bagh coldly, and snorted coldly, "Are you sure you want to kill our Xuantian Clan?"

Cui Bi and Cui Yu couldn't help but exhale. The whole person was a little relaxed.

Zhan Zhao waved his hand, and a wave of mana was released, sending the two of them far away, shaking their heads, and flying directly.

"Tukong, this person from the Xuantian clan killed our young master! Our patriarch will definitely not give up! The Hantian Ancestor can't go into retreat. I don't think you Xuantian Clan will fight with us!" Bag sneered disdainfully, "Our patriarch will definitely fight this person to the death...... Are you sure your Xuantian clan wants to protect him?"

"Hmph!" Tukong snorted coldly disdainfully, "My Xuantian clansmen naturally want to protect it." What are you Black Scales, if you're going to go to war, then go to war!"

Zhan Zhao's divine sense has already seen clearly, this person called Tukong is also a saint-level existence.

"Are you sure?" Bagg's body was full of evil energy, and the whole person suddenly turned into a killing god, staring coldly at Tukong.

Tukong's body moved slightly, stopped in front of Zhanzhao, and snorted coldly, "With me protecting him, you don't want to kill him!"

Zhan Zhao couldn't help but shake his head. Please, are the people of this world stupid? Wouldn't a fight depend on the other party's realm cultivation?

"We Blackscales will fight you to the death! Your Xuantian Clan will definitely not be the first race anymore, and as a result of losing both, can you be the master?" Bag roared violently.

Tukong's expression changed slightly, but he still resolutely stopped in front of Zhan Zhao and said softly to Zhan Zhao, "Young man." While I stop him, you go quickly, go to Dongzhou through the Divine Light Terrace, and you can save your life!"

"Why are you protecting me?" asked Zhan Zhao, puzzled.

Tukong was slightly stunned, and suddenly said, "Young man, are you scared stupid? Our Xuantian Clan has always been a very united race, unlike the rest of the races, there will definitely be no infighting, and besides, we are the most protective race, otherwise why do you think we became the first race? Are you stupid by Bage?"

Zhan Zhao smiled slightly, feeling that this little old man was still a little cute for the first time.

"Tukong, are you really trying to stop me!?" Ba Ge's eyes were erected, like poisonous snakes, staring at Zhanzhao and the two of them.

"It's not that you don't know the character of my Xuantian clan. Tukong only replied lightly.

The momentum on the two of them suddenly rose to the sky, and it looked like they were about to fight.

Zhan Zhao suddenly reached out and grabbed Tukong's shoulder, and said with a smile, "Old man, let's do it myself!"

Tukong was slightly stunned and said, "Young man, he is a bag, one of the Saint Emperor-level masters of the Origin Wind Continent, how can you be his opponent?"

"Hahaha!" Bagh suddenly laughed, "Tukong, it seems that your people don't appreciate your affection, haha!"

Zhan Zhao shook his head slightly, crossed the picture space, and faced Bagh head-on.

At this time, Tukong's face suddenly became puzzled, and a trace of tranquility flashed in his eyes, as well as a trace of doubt, a trace of shock, because he suddenly remembered that under the confrontation between him and Bag, this young man was not pushed out by the momentum of the two.

What does this mean?

Looking at this person's face, he is definitely very young, when did the Xuantian Clan produce such a young master?

Thinking of this, Tukong couldn't help but smile slightly and took a step back.

Ba Ge sneered disdainfully, "If you don't have Tukong to protect you, I'll just slap you to death!"

"Bage, it's still eight checks!" Zhan Zhao snorted coldly, "Shoot me to death?"

"You're looking for death!" Bag was suddenly angry, although he didn't understand the words of Bageyalu, but it was definitely not a good word, he was murderous and violent, and he was going to shoot!

"Go to the sky and fight, don't destroy this city!" Tukong suddenly said coldly.

Bag paused slightly, and sneered, "I can slap him to death with one slap, why do you need to fight in the sky!"

"There is a rule in the Origin Wind Continent that the Saint Emperor-level battle must be above the sky, have you forgotten?" Tu Kong snorted coldly, "If you dare to make a move here, then try!"

Ba Ge was stunned for a moment, and suddenly stared at Zhan Zhao, his expression was slightly shocked, and he roared, "He is also a Saint Emperor-level master?

Tukong was silent, Zhanzhao sneered, and directly soared into the air, rushing towards the sky.

Cuibi and Cuiyu, who were sent far away by Zhanzhao, looked shocked, and at this moment they were sure that Zhanzhao was originally a Saint Emperor-level master.

Bage's face was extremely annoyed, and he quickly followed Zhanzhao into the air.

Although he already knew Zhanzhao's cultivation realm, but Ba Ge didn't care, in his opinion, this young master should have just broken through to the Saint Emperor level, and he had been immersed in the Saint Emperor level for many years, even if Zhan Zhao was also a Saint Emperor level master, he didn't care, he had absolute confidence to kill him!

In the endless void, this is a void, Zhan Zhao looked at it carefully, it is worthy of the world of the round sky, there is not a single star in the sky.

Ba Ge also quickly followed, and sneered disdainfully, "You young man, it seems that you should be a new advanced master of the Xuantian Clan, right, even if you dare to fight me?"

"Even though you and I are similar in strength, but we are not only competing in strength, but also our respective moves, the divine weapons and experience on our bodies, etc., the old man has been promoted, this realm has been tens of thousands of years, and how can you, the newly promoted baby, be compared. ”

Batu sneered, and with a wave of his hand, a black mist suddenly filled out, and it had already enveloped him in an instant.

Zhan Zhao was slightly stunned, what kind of exercise is this?

However, his face changed suddenly, and a strange cry came out of his mouth, and his body jumped up as if it was loaded with a spring.

A black curved sword flashed.

Bagh suddenly flashed out, and he sneered, "Your reaction is good, but if you can dodge the first time, you may not be able to dodge the second time." ”

Zhan Zhao shook his head and snorted coldly, "Why should I dodge?"

He raised his right arm and swiped forward coldly, "The first form of the Slaughtering Saint Sword Technique!"