One Hundred and Eighty-Six. Someone Once Thought so, and Then He Died
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Yan Zhaoge looked at the person who came and raised his eyebrows slightly.
I saw that the visitor was in his 30s or 40s, full of strange and rare red hair, and wearing something similar to a glove on both hands.
The eyes and pupils of the other party turned yellow, and blood light shot out from them, and he was also a fallen demon.
What made Yan Zhaoge a little concerned was that behind the red-haired warrior, a few blood lines vaguely extended, one end penetrated into the black mist-like realm of demonic energy, and the other end was connected to him.
The red-haired warrior sensed Yan Zhaoge's aura and came over to find out.
After seeing Yan Zhaoge's appearance, the red-haired warrior suddenly showed a look of surprise on his face, and the bloodthirsty brilliance in his eyes could not be concealed.
"Ha! Yan Di's son, Yan Zhaoge?" The red-haired warrior grinned, "Although I knew you were here to join the Tongtian Guild, I didn't expect to be so lucky to be able to meet you directly."
Yan Zhaoge blinked, "I probably haven't seen you before."
"My name is Xue Wuya." The red-haired warrior moved his fisted hands: "Yes, we really haven't met. It's not unusual that you don't recognize me. As long as I recognize you, it's enough."
"You don't know me, maybe this one?"
Saying that, Xue Wuya volleyed forward and punched, and the billowing gas turned into an illusory world.
In that illusion, the rolling waves kept stirring and overwhelming.
What makes people feel ominous is that the sea water in the illusory world is black, making people feel dark and cold.
Yan Zhaoge suddenly said, "Five Spirit Banner, the martial arts of the Black Spirit Banner, are you a remnant of the Five Spirit Banner?"
Wuling Banner was a first-class force active in the borders of Tianyu and Fengyu in the past years, and its martial arts entered the Tao.
Because the murders were too heavy, they even slaughtered the city in the Tianxi Continent of Tianyu. They encountered resistance from a first-class force attached to Guangcheng Mountain. The two sides fought and each suffered casualties.
Coincidentally, Yan Di, the father of Yan Zhaoge, passed by, and as a result, including the general banner owner of the Wuling Banner, all Wuling Banner warriors present were killed by Yan Di.
Wulingqi was not present at the time. The disciples scattered outside survived the disaster, fled and hid to avoid the encirclement and suppression. After that, they hated Yan Di to the core, but they were helpless.
Previously in Longyuan, East Tang Town, Tianyu. Then there was the leader of the Red Spirit Banner who set the target of revenge on Yan Zhaoge.
"My luck is really good." Xue Wuya looked at Yan Zhaoge and sneered.
Yan Zhaoge smiled and shook his head: "No, it's my luck."
His eyes fell on the blood lines on Xue Wuya's body: "The great formation at the bottom of the lake, are you one of the people who participated in the formation? Use your own blood to sacrifice the formation. Let the formation take shape quickly."
"And your own spirit is also integrated with the great formation, and cannot be far from the core of the formation hub."
"I foresee you here, which means that I am not far from the formation hub. Following the bloodline behind you, I can quickly find the formation hub."
Xue Wuya laughed "ha": "I found it for you, what can you do?"
"Recently, it has been rumored that you have a fragment of a holy soldier, but even if it is a fragment, it is the power of a holy soldier. You are not a master. How much of it can you mobilize?"
"The lunar crown,
There is only one after all. "
Xue Wuya stared at Yan Zhaoge with a mad look in his eyes: "Even if you can activate the power of the holy soldier fragments, how many times can you activate it?"
"Use it on me, what do you use to shake the formation hub?"
"When the time comes, the formation will play its full role, the gate of Jiuyou will be completely opened, and you will die!"
Xue Wuya laughed loudly: "I can take my life in exchange for Yan Di's thief, the white-haired man, and the black-haired man, I am worth it!"
Yan Zhaoge looked at him with some amusing: "After you fell into a demon, your mind seems to be a little less sober. Who said I would kill you by relying on fragments of holy soldiers?"
Xue Wuya looked at Yan Zhaoge coldly, his eyes full of crazy bloodthirsty brilliance: "The person who is not sober. It's you."
"I heard that in the Tongtian Association, you have successively defeated Liu Shengfeng of Cangmang Mountain and Xie Ziyi of Tianlei Temple."
"The same is the late Xiantian cultivation base, I admit that I am not as good as Xie Ziyi."
"But that was before I joined Jiuyou. Now I am no worse than him!"
Xue Wuya moved his wrists, stepped on his feet, and walked towards Yan Zhaoge step by step: "And now, you and I are in the Demon Realm, my strength is stronger than outside, and you have to be distracted to resist the invasion of demon energy. ."
"One change and another grows, do you think your current situation is very easy?"
As he walked, the rolling qi rose up, turning into an illusion above his head, and the fist qi interweaved into an illusory world.
The black sea in the illusory world has changed again, and the black sea has turned into a sea of blood, fierce and monstrous.
The blood-red tides are overwhelming, and there is an extremely foul smell, like a real purgatory on earth.
Yan Zhaoge's face showed a smile that was not a smile, and said indifferently, "Speaking of Xie Ziyi, it seems that you don't know yet."
"Xie Ziyi, he has fallen into a demon just like you before."
Xue Wuya was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed: "Your direct descendants of the Six Holy Lands, self-proclaimed sons of heaven, are nothing more than that."
Yan Zhaoge continued, "Then, he thinks the same way as you, and thinks that after falling into a demon, he should be able to beat me."
"And then he died."
Xue Wuya's yellowed pupils contracted slightly.
Yan Zhaoge looked at him and smiled slightly: "I killed it."
As soon as the words came out, Yan Zhaoge's figure suddenly flashed, and he stepped out, and he was already in front of Xue Wuya!
Xue Wuya already felt that something was wrong, but at this moment Yan Zhaoge made a move, he didn't dare to retreat, he could only bite the bullet and fight, both fists came out and hit Yan Zhaoge!
But in the violent purple-red fire, an illusory pill furnace opened, the furnace lid was opened, and the huge monkey punched out, and the power was earth-shattering!
The boundless sea of blood was torn apart.
The next moment, in front of Xue Wuya, the stars will light up, and in the dark night sky, seven stars hang high, illuminating the North Star.
In the wild roar of Xue Wuya, he urged all his strength to fight against Yan Zhaoge, and the shattered sea of blood turned into a rain of blood, which merged with thousands of fist shadows and fell continuously.
The glove in his hand flashed a strange aura!
But the spirit sword Bilong roared in Yan Zhaoge's palm, and with the change of sword intent, countless stars circulated, as if the real trajectories of stars in the sky moved and changed.
An emerald-green galaxy descended from the sky, isolating all the shadows of the blood rain fist, making it difficult to approach.
The galaxy flew straight down, running through the bloodless chest!
Xue Wuya's eyes widened, and he stared at Yan Zhaoge.
He had only heard that Yan Zhaoge defeated Liu Shengfeng and Xie Ziyi before, but he had never witnessed it with his own eyes, and he did not know the specific situation of the battle.
Yan Zhaoge's attention was not on Xue Wuya.
Xue Wuya has fallen into a demon, and after death, the body will disintegrate.
And the blood line that was connected behind him and stretched into the black mist was also broken, and it was about to disappear.
Yan Zhaoge swung his sword out again.
Seven sword lights fixed the blood line that was about to be recovered from the black mist! (To be continued.)
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