Six Hundred and Twenty-Eight. Killing Wu Sheng

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Yan Zhaoge's palm fell, Yang Zhaozhen raised his hands together, and finally supported Yan Zhaoge's palm, so he was not killed by the palm!

But holding Yan Zhaoge's palm, the bones of Yang Zhaozhen's whole body crackled and exploded!

It seems that countless fine irons are broken and cracked together.

The acupoints all over Yang Zhaozhen's body were trembling, and terrifying blue flames gushed out from the acupoints.

But the cyan fire just lit up, and then went out continuously in an instant.

Amidst the roaring sound, Yang Zhaozhen's whole body was shortened, and Yan Zhaoge's slap made his knees go limp, and he almost knelt down!

He roared wildly, blood burst out from his body, and he wanted to stand up straight.

But the pressure from above pushed his body down even further, and all the bones in his body were bent together.

Yang Zhaozhen wanted to stand up, but he couldn't stand it at all. If he tried to stand up, his bones would be crushed in the end.

Singer Yanzhao pressed Yang Zhaozhen with his palm, looked at Yang Zhaozhen's blood-red face, and raised his other hand with a smile.

Under Yang Zhaozhen's despairing eyes, Yan Zhaoge cast the Fantian Seal with both palms, and knocked him down.

With a "boom", there was a crackling sound from Yang Zhaozhen's body!

Then there was the continuous sound of muscles and bones breaking, and it rang out in one piece, endlessly.

Yang Zhaozhen opened his mouth, but before he could make any sound, a lot of blood spurted out.

The blood all over his body seemed to be squeezed out at this moment, seeping out from every pore on his body, dyeing him into a bloody man.

All the bones in the whole body were broken, and all the internal organs were turned into blood.

The blue stone fire was uncontrollable and burned in Yang Zhaozhen's own body.

In the Hall of Dragons, Yan Zhaoge calmly withdrew his palm, watching the body of Yang Zhaozhen in front of him shatter, blood and flames scattered.

On the other side, Aohan Wuyi and Wuyutu Golden Spear are still entangled, but Yan Zhaoge no longer cares about it. Even if they fight upside down, they are still in the Hall of Dragons. Even if Wuyutu Golden Spear has its own Thoughts want to run away, but they can't get out of the Dragon Hall.

Yan Zhaoge turned around and pushed open the gate of the Hall of Dragons, walked out, and looked down at the people in Laofeng City.

Everyone in the city was also looking up at the Dragon Hall dominating the sky.

Yan Zhaoge and Yang Zhaozhen entered the house, and no one cared about the result.

Although Yang Zhaozhen was beaten and fled with his head in his arms, people's inherent respect for martial saints still made everyone feel uneasy.

However, when they saw Yan Zhaoge calmly and nonchalantly pushing through the gate of the Dragon Hall and coming out, everyone knew the result of this battle.

With the cultivation base of a great master, Yan Zhaoge crossed the border and killed the strong martial sage, the general Luan of the Daxuan Dynasty, "Huo Peng" Yang Zhaozhen!

The Great Master Fan in front of him is not only ridiculously young, but his cultivation is as high as the heavens and the earth, and he is superior to the others.

That's all for Feng Yunsheng and Ah Hu, the others couldn't help feeling a little absent-minded at the moment.

Zhang Qiansong of the Youan Sect stared at Yan Zhaoge in the sky with wide eyes at this moment, completely speechless.

Zhang Qiansong was shocked when he heard Yan Zhaoge mention the downfall of Guangmingzong Deng Sen and others, but it has not been fully confirmed after all.

Moreover, in Zhang Qiansong's understanding, it was the masterwork of Yan Zhaoge's elders.

As for Yan Zhaoge in front of him, in Zhang Qiansong's mind, to become a grand master martial artist at such a young age is already a genius in heaven.

In any case, he never thought that Yan Zhaoge's cultivation level had already reached the mortal level of the tenth level peak of a great master.

It never occurred to him that Yan Zhaoge's strength was so strong that he actually beat the martial sage Yang Zhaozhen to death.

The process was not complicated, but Zhang Qiansong was dumbfounded, unable to speak for a long time.

At such an age, such cultivation, such strength, in the entire Huangjia Sea, Zhang Qiansong never imagined that there would be another person who could do it.

Even the top direct descendants of their own Dark Sect, or Daxuan Dynasty, Guangming Sect and other forces, can't find such a great master Fan who is less than thirty years old.

I can't find it now, looking back at the history of various sects and schools, at least Zhang Qiansong couldn't think of such a stunningly talented person for a while.

Yan Zhaoge collected the Zhenlong Palace, fell back to the ground, and looked at Zhang Qiansong with a smile: "Then Yang Zhaozhen, I will kill you directly, does your sect not mind? I don't know if your sect has other arrangements in Luan Xiangzhou .”

When Zhang Qiansong woke up, he said with emotion: "Everyone can get the mysterious thief and punish him. If Mr. Yan kills him, our sect will naturally have no objection."

At this moment, he came back to his senses, and the sight he looked at Yan Zhaoge couldn't help becoming hot.

Now, Zhang Qiansong really felt that it was necessary for his own Darkness Sect to win over Yan Zhaoge and the sect behind him.

The Wei family mansion is already in a mess.

The members of the Wei family who were previously unwilling to take action against Yan Zhaoge, Zhang Qiansong, and others couldn't sit still anymore, but they didn't dare to approach Yan Zhaoge and them, and were in an awkward dilemma.

Patriarch Wei Yunchang was silent, and there was no gleam in his eyes.

Even Wei Lang, who was imprisoned before, was released at this time, staring blankly at the scene in front of him, like a clay sculpture or wood carving.

"Mr. Yan, look..." Zhang Qiansong observed Yan Zhaoge's expression, Yan Zhaoge shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Your Sect will deal with it. I didn't intend to take action, but someone is looking for a dead end."

After finishing speaking, Yan Zhaoge leisurely returned to his room.

Zhang Qiansong looked at Wei Lang and his son, and sighed.

Yan Zhaoge really didn't care about how the Darkness Sect dealt with the Wei family.

Comparatively speaking, Yang Zhaozhen is much more important than them, but Yan Zhaoge still won't show mercy.

Soon, the people from Youanzong who came to meet Zhang Qiansong also arrived.

The first thing Zhang Qiansong explained was Yan Zhaoge's situation. After hearing this, all his classmates immediately bulged their eyes, and they were so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths from ear to ear.

A group of people hastily informed the top leader of Youanzong's activities in Luanxiangzhou, the elder of the sect, the second level of martial arts, and the strong man in the middle stage of the conjunction, Wang Wenmin.

Wang Wenmin was originally confronting Yang Zhaozhen, but recently he was wondering about Yang Zhaozhen's sudden disappearance. Who knows that when he received another message from him, it was Yang Zhaozhen's death.

What surprised him even more was that Yang Zhaozhen was beaten to death with his bare hands by a great martial artist!

This made Wang Wenmin startled. He had fought against Yang Zhaozhen many times, so he naturally knew that Yang Zhaozhen had a low-grade holy soldier Wuyutu golden gun in his hand. Also failed to win this opponent.

Now someone told him that Yang Zhaozhen was beaten to death by a great master?

Wang Wenmin's first reaction was disbelief.

Then he heard that the great master martial artist also had a holy weapon in hand, he heaved a sigh of relief, and nodded slightly: "It's no wonder...it's not right either!"

Even if there is a holy weapon that fell into Yang Zhaozhen's Wuyutu golden gun, Yang Zhaozhen's dignified martial arts saint was beaten to death by a great master, no wonder it's a ghost!

Even though Wang Wenmin was used to the wind and waves, there was a buzzing in his mind for a moment. (To be continued.) 8 For more exciting novels, welcome to visit our Reading Academy