Five Hundred and Two. Various Ways of Trick Hanging

Yan Zhaoge looked at the middle-aged man in the early stage of Yuanfu, and nodded slightly: "You are polite."

The eyes of everyone on Lingxi Island fell on the stone statue behind Yan Zhaoge, and they were all slightly surprised.

Fang Zhaohong's gaze swept across the stone statue without stopping, turned back to Yan Zhaoge and said, "If you are free, you might as well come to my Lingxi Island and let me chat and express my gratitude."

Yan Zhaoge smiled and shook his head: "I'm going to go to Changli Mountain next time. If I have time in the future, I might bother the noble sect."

Fang Zhaohong said: "Our faction sweeps the couch to welcome you."

Yan Zhaoge looked at the stone statue beside him, and said with a smile: "To be honest, in this foreign space, I only found this thing. I'm ashamed to say that I haven't fully understood what it is."

"It should be a good thing, but it is obviously inseparable. What does your faction say?"

Fang Zhaohong raised his hand and made a "please" gesture, and said slowly: "If there are other people, this faction will still have to compete for more or less. Those who have no master's treasures will live there, and there is no such thing as first-come, first-served."

"However, Your Excellency has just rescued many fellow disciples of this sect from the Shaluo Sect. I am grateful for your kindness. Since Your Excellency arrived first and discovered this treasure first, we will fight shamelessly."

While speaking, he backed away, indicating that he would not fight Yan Zhaoge, Yang Chufan and the few warriors from Lingxi Island who came in with him also retreated together.

That appearance seems to be leaving the foreign space.

Fang Zhaohong said: "We are waiting outside. Your honor is going to the Wufang Sea where Changli Mountain is located. The shortest route is to cross the Lingxi Sea of ​​our faction. We can go together."

"Your Excellency has such an astonishing cultivation at such a young age. Please also mention more about the young people in Lingxi Island."

Yan Zhaoge smiled slightly: "You're welcome."

Seeing the figures of Fang Zhaohong and others disappear before his eyes, Yan Zhaoge did not continue to communicate with the stone statue, but took it with his strength, preparing to collect this mysterious treasure first, and then talk slowly after leaving here.

Zhenyuan rolled the stone statue, and the stone statue was fixed on the ground, but it just swayed, and Yan Zhaoge couldn't even move it the first time.

Yan Zhaoge's current cultivation level is like a mountain, which can be broken and pulled up from the ground.

But moving the stone statue now has a feeling of shaking the entire foreign space.

This feeling is even heavier than when the body of the real dragon was captured in the former residence of Binglong Wusheng.

Yan Zhaoge's expression remained the same, and he added more strength, at the same time, streams of fresh air overflowed from his body, pouring into the stone statue's acupoints.

The foreign space as a whole was shaking slightly, but the heavy stone statue finally left the ground.

Yan Zhaoge opened his microcosm, trying to get it in, but found it very difficult.

The old method was followed in the same way, and the pillars of the shrine played their role again, suppressing the stone statue, and the stone statue felt much lighter.

But at this moment, a brilliance suddenly flashed above Yan Zhaoge's head!

Streams of light intertwined, as if forming a round mirror, in the mirror light, a figure emerged, it was Fang Zhaohong who had just left!

Fang Zhaohong appeared from a place close to Yan Zhaoge, and hit Yan Zhaoge with both palms together!

Lingxi Island's unique knowledge, a flash of inspiration!

With the help of the true meaning of martial arts left in secret before, Fang Zhaohong's surprise attack this time was almost instantaneous, which made people caught off guard.

He went back and forth, palms down together, and amidst the flickering green light, a gigantic true talisman of Martial Dao Yuanling appeared, mysterious and unpredictable.

But between him and Yan Zhaoge, they were suddenly blocked by darkness.

This distance, a short distance, has become a world away.

Fang Zhaohong's heart sank, the posture of his palms changed, green lights flowed, and he walked forward in the darkness.

But in the boundless darkness, there was a sudden thunderclap, and the next moment, a strange white thunder light filled the void, rushing towards Fang Zhaohong like a sea tide!

Fang Zhaohong was slightly startled, and hurriedly backed away, his whole body seemed to turn into a blue light, tossing and turning in the air.

Under the shadow of the eternal night thunder, Yan Zhaoge's figure loomed: "Well, Lingxi Island's martial arts,

But also unique. "

Fang Zhaohong frowned, and slapped Yan Zhaoge with one palm, and slapped the other palm in mid-air.

The lights and mirrors in the air flickered, but it was a high-grade spiritual weapon!

As the brilliance surged, Fang Zhaohong's figure flashed, and he came to Yan Zhaoge again.

Yan Zhaoge put one hand on the shoulder of the stone statue, and with the other hand, he flicked the sleeve of his robe, the sound of dragon chant resounded, and the cuff of the sleeve gleamed with blue light.

Under Yan Zhaoge's urging, the high-grade spiritual soldier Qingyuan Sword turned into a green dragon, and rushed fiercely at Fang Zhaohong's Xuanguang Mirror!

"Grandmaster Yuanling, do you have high-grade spiritual weapons?" Fang Zhaohong's heart sank again, his mind completely calmed down, and he swung Lingxi Island's unique Lingxi Palm to the extreme.

Fang Zhaohong's mastery of this unique technique is undoubtedly far from Yang Chufan's.

The green light in Fang Zhaohong's eyes flickered, like two round mirrors, the mirrors reflected Yan Zhaoge's sword movements, and even the possible changes in the future.

As the Martial Dao Yuanling True Talisman turns, one after another of mysterious aura communicates in all directions.

Fang Zhaohong turned into green light, dodging Yan Zhaoge's sword.

The green light flashed repeatedly, while calculating the changes of Yan Zhaoge's sword moves, while looking for weak holes in it, trying to counterattack.

Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge chuckled lightly: "If you have a good heart, how can you defeat the enemy first?"

His sword posture remained unchanged, and his eyes suddenly became as deep as the sea.

Fang Zhaohong was in a trance for a moment, as if a giant spirit turtle appeared in front of him, lying motionless in the deep sea.

It is also as if there is no wind or waves on the sea, a dead silence, without a drop of waves.

His high-grade Lingbing Xuanguang Mirror perfectly fits with Lingxi Island's unique Lingxi Palm, and they work together to predict the enemy first and defeat the enemy.

But at this moment, the spirit platform in his heart was empty, and he couldn't deduce Yan Zhaoge's next moves.

Yan Zhaoge used the sword style of the blue dragon in his sleeve, and at the same time urged the mental technique of Dinghai Lingquan, one of the six spirit magic fists, which immediately made Fang Zhaohong helpless.

"I don't know why you did it with me..." Yan Zhaoge said flatly, "However, I don't really care about the reason, so don't tell me about the misunderstanding."

Before the words fell, Yan Zhaoge's sword changed again.

While the green dragon was flying, it suddenly opened its mouth, and with a roar, a star river tilted, and dots of starlight spread across the void, covering Fang Zhaohong.

Yan Zhaoge didn't use Dinghai Lingquan now, and Fang Zhaohong's mind flashed, and he could deduce the changes of his sword moves again.

But Yan Zhaoge's sword struck at this moment, with countless changes, as if there were countless possibilities, Fang Zhaohong couldn't figure it out at all.

In an instant, Fang Zhaohong was struck with several swords.

The injury was not serious. Compared with the injuries on his body, what made Fang Zhaohong more uncomfortable was that he felt as if countless things were forcibly stuffed into his head, as if it was about to explode.

The uncomfortable feeling forced Fang Zhaohong to wish he could withdraw his skills and dared not use Lingxi Palm again.

"Aren't you very good at calculating? Is this unbearable?" Yan Zhaoge smiled, and at this time the stone statue had been completely taken away.

Without the involvement of the stone statue, Yan Zhaoge exploded with all his strength, no longer resorting to dexterous tactics, but directly concentrated his strength and blasted head-on!

"You can't play the complicated ones, so let's keep it simple."

As Yan Zhaoge said, he slashed at Fang Zhaohong with his sword across the sky! (To be continued.)