Nine Hundred and Ninety-Three. Continuous Killing! Streak!

(PS: Today's fourth update is to add more rewards for the popularity of the "Unbreakable" League.)

It was as if a giant elephant that trampled the world was running, but suddenly bumped into a mountain that was stronger than him.

Peng He urged Chengfeng Tianzhou to hit the boat, and his head was smashed in an instant!

One moment it was actually majestic, a big ship that crushed everything, and the next moment it stopped strangely in place.

At the same time, Yan Zhaoge directly broke a big hole in the hull.

With the big hole as the center, terrifying cracks quickly spread in all directions, extending to every part of the entire boat.

Facing Yan Zhaoge's terrifying power, the huge Shenzhou ship sailing above the nine heavens was smashed to pieces at this moment.

The violent power rebounded, and all the warriors on the Wutong slope of Fengyi Mountain who were unconscious on the deck were shocked to death without knowing it!

Yuan Xiancheng and Taoist Qianlan, who had been meditating cross-legged and resisting the erosion of the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation, both spurted a mouthful of blood.

This moment disturbed their breath and mind, no matter how hard they were to resist, they were immediately bewildered and dizzy.

"King of Yi" Peng He, who was directly driving the Chengfeng Tianzhou, also spewed out a mouthful of blood. He was already injured by Yan Zhaoge, and his injury couldn't help but get worse.

One ebbs and the other, the influence of the Jiuqu Yellow River formation on him is further deepened.

At this moment, Peng He felt that the star-like orifices in his body, the birth and death changes all stopped at this moment.

The running track began to become monotonous and rigid.

This made him feel that his cultivation level seemed to have fallen back to the seventh level of a martial saint.

Yan Zhaoge flew up, boarded the big ship that was about to disintegrate, and came in front of Peng He.

Peng He's eyes were about to burst, Yan Zhaoge's expression was indifferent: "Yiyan Saber, Yiwang Saber, it seems that Your Excellency is the 'Yiwang' Peng He?"

"Yan knows that Zhuang Zhaohui is your son-in-law, and he has always been friendly with you."

As Yan Zhaoge said, he raised his palm: "I will send you down to accompany him now, but he has been gone for some time, you may not be able to catch up."

While speaking, he slapped Peng He's Tian Ling Gai with his palm.

Peng He practices martial arts, although he focuses on offense and light defense, which seems to be different from Wutongpo's usual style, but he also has four virtues in the nine-level martial arts, but his accumulation is not as strong as Zhang Shuren's.

But under the erosion of the Nine Twist Yellow River Formation, Peng He, whose cultivation base has been greatly weakened at this moment, can no longer defend against Yan Zhaoge's power.

"Yan Zhao..."

A palm fell, and the roar stopped abruptly.

Wutong slope warriors of Fengyi Mountain will get a chance to be reborn from Nirvana when they climb the Immortal Bridge.

But after spending it, you will get the next chance only after you have ascended to the Supreme Realm in the world.

Unfortunately, the "King of Yi" Peng He had already been reborn from Nirvana once in his previous life.

Thus, this Martial Sage Jiuzhong, a strong man in the late stage of Xianqiao, was beaten to death by Yan Zhaoge in the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation.

After beating Peng He to death, feeling that the other party's breath of life was completely cut off, Yan Zhaoge ignored Yuan Xiancheng and Taoist Qianlan on the boat, but looked down.

There, in the turbid dark Yellow River water, suddenly the golden light and the fire light shone together.

Then, Zhang Shuren barely rose from the river with the sun seal.

After being washed by the water of the Jiuqu Yellow River, his figure became more and more unstable.

If Yan Zhaoge hadn't been busy dealing with Qing Shuzi and Peng He, and hadn't used too much attention on the sun seal, Zhang Shuren couldn't stand up at all.

And at this moment, Yan Zhaoge didn't care too much, flew to the side of the sun seal, slapped his palm lightly, and then flew towards Zhang Shuren on the other side.

But in this shot, the light of the sun seal became dazzling again, and the mighty and domineering power emerged again.

The rolling golden sun fell again, directly smashing Zhang Shuren below into the water of the Yellow River again!

He smashed the boat riding the wind, killed Peng He, and sank Zhang Shuren again.

All but a short moment of effort.

Qing Shuzi, who had a broken arm, gritted his teeth as he watched the changing scene in front of him.

Although Taoist Taoist Qianlan is still there, Qing Shuzi can no longer pay attention to him at this moment.

It's not that I don't want to, but I can't!

It is said that the three great warriors in the late stage of Xianqiao joined forces,

But in the Nine Twist Yellow River Formation, to Yan Zhaoge, they were not much different from Wusheng Yazhong.

Even, with the passage of time and the impact of injuries, it is almost like the seventh level of martial arts.

The outcome of Yan Zhaoge's siege in the face of the siege of the mid-Xianqiao and early-Xianqiao martial sages, the death of Peng He and the previous alliance at Haoling Mountain has been vividly demonstrated.

Qing Shuzi connected points at his feet, and quickly moved into the void, trying to distance himself from Yan Zhaoge.

Under Xulai Peak's sect, he has outstanding body skills, and Qing Shuzi is even more outstanding among his peers.

But under the double blow of the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation and serious injuries, he could only watch helplessly as Yan Zhaoge caught up.

Qing Shuzi's face was pale, without blood.

Seeing that he couldn't run away from Yan Zhaoge, let alone the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation, he simply stopped.

"The Daoist invites you, the universe in your sleeve really opened Yan's eyes." Yan Zhaoge walked step by step: "Today is in my nine-curved Yellow River formation, and your cultivation and strength have been suppressed. I can't make full use of my strengths, but between you and me is a life-and-death fight, not a competition, forgive Yan for not caring about the means."

Most of the time, Qing Shuzi, who was silent and taciturn, stared at Yan Zhaoge: "Where did you come from?"

Yan Zhaoge smiled slightly: "Eight Great Worlds, disciples of Guangcheng Mountain, I thought you already knew about it."

"Heh..." Qing Shuzi also smiled: "Have you ever thought about it, if you fall and die, who might die at the hands of you? I have thought about it a lot, but before today, the only thing I didn't think about is that I would die at your hands hand."

"However, as you said to Peng He earlier." Qing Shuzi laughed and said: "Someone will send you down to accompany us, and Pindao is waiting for you below!"

With a stern shout, Qing Shuzi's only remaining hand stretched out his sleeve and flung it towards Yan Zhaoge.

Halfway through the sleeves of the robe, a black shadow suddenly emerged from it. At first glance, it seemed as if his sleeves had suddenly become longer.

It turned out to be a long black whip.

Knowing that Yan Zhaoge's dark green bamboo staff can restrain holy soldiers, Qing Shuzi didn't use weapons before.

But at this desperate moment, who cares so much?

Yan Zhaoge's face remained unchanged, the dark green bamboo stick was knocked down, and the long black whip that looked like a dragon suddenly turned into a dead snake.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Qing Shuzi let go of his holy weapon, and then stretched out his sleeves, once again displaying the universe in his sleeves.

This time, Yan Zhaoge didn't dodge, stood motionless on the spot, and let Qing Shuzi's sleeve take him in.

During the distortion of time and space, his figure instantly became smaller, and was sucked into the sleeve of Qing Shuzi.

Qing Shuzi did not show joy.

Because the Jiuqu Yellow River Array in front of you is still running non-stop!

Sure enough, the next moment, his robe sleeves began to bulge non-stop.

From time to time, a bump appeared on the surface of the robe sleeve, as if something was rushing around inside.

Qing Shuzi suppressed with all his strength, but under the double influence of formation and injuries, he became more and more powerless.

Finally, there was a loud bang!

Qing Shuzi's robe sleeve exploded directly, turning into pieces of cloth, flying all over the sky.

The horrific and terrifying sword light kept lighting up.

Qing Shuzi's only remaining arm was covered with bloodstains and cuts and bruises all over his body.

"Maybe I sent more people down to accompany you first?" Yan Zhaoge's voice sounded again, coming from behind Qing Shuzi.

Point the terrifying sword edge on Qing Shuzi Sun's body, and then pierce it!