Nine Hundred and Fifty-Seven. Set Foot in the Southern Yantian Realm

Yan Zhaoge sat on Panpan's back, came out from the boundary passage, saw the outside environment clearly, couldn't help being happy.

I saw a few Wutongpo warriors attacking the two three-legged mountain elders.

Although the Wutongpo warriors were all cultivating at the level of seeing gods, firstly they were superbly learned, and secondly, the two elders from Sanzu Mountain were seriously injured by Yan Zhaoge.

As a result, everyone in Wutongpo has the upper hand.

However, after Yan Zhaoge appeared, both parties stopped fighting immediately.

The Wutongpo warrior guarding here looked at Yan Zhaoge in surprise.

Although their eyes were higher than the top like Zhuang Zhaohui's earlier, only Miaofei Peak and Jinting Mountain were in sight, and they looked down on Yan Zhaoge and Guangcheng Mountain in their hearts.

But Yan Zhaoge killed their fellow disciples, and the Wutongpo warriors of Fengyi Mountain had long been familiar with their appearance and appearance, so they would not admit mistakes.

Zhuang Zhaohui and the others entered Zongyuanguan Cave Mansion but did not come out, but Yan Zhaoge came out instead, making these Wutongpo warriors startled.

After a short moment of astonishment, several people attacked Yan Zhaoge together!

Southern Supreme Zhuangshen has strict orders.

As long as Yan Zhaoge dared to set foot in the Southern Flame Heaven Realm, he would never let him down, and any warrior in the Southern Flame Heaven Realm would be able to strike.

Not to mention the other powerhouses in the Southern Yantian Realm, Fengyi Mountain Wutong Slope is the Southern Supreme Zhuangshen's own sect, of course he strictly obeyed the orders of the sect master and acted unceremoniously.

Yan Zhaoge sat cross-legged on Panpan's back, his body didn't move at all, he just stretched out his right hand.

He flipped his palm, and in the eyes of those Wutongpo warriors, the world suddenly turned upside down!

The boundless and immeasurable power of Fan Tianyin's palm is everywhere, sweeping all directions.

"The mountains are endless, and a large number of spiritual trees grow, covering the mountains. This place is like the Mianshan Mountains in the northern part of the southern Yantian Realm..." Yan Zhaoge looked around while making a move.

He has always attached great importance to information and news, and has long forged a feud with the Southern Supreme, so naturally he needs to make more preparations.

All kinds of intelligence information can be collected, as much as possible, who knows when it will come in handy?

Although it was the first time for Yan Zhaoge to come here in Yantian Realm in the South, he had already inquired about some of the more important landmarks here through various channels.

Observing the topographic features of the surrounding environment at this moment, although I am not sure yet, I only feel that it looks like a place in the northern part of the Yantian Realm in the south.

Even though he landed on the ground of Yantian Realm in the south, Yan Zhaoge didn't panic.

Raise your hand and deal with these Wutongpo disciples in front of you first.

He wasn't bloodthirsty, but he didn't take human life seriously anymore.

Although these Wutongpo warriors were vaguely afraid of Yan Zhaoge, they subconsciously rushed forward.

When they found out that things were not as simple as they imagined, it was already too late to regret.

On the other hand, those two Sanzu Mountain elders were all focused on running away, while Yan Zhaoge was taking care of those Wutongpo warriors, they both fled into the distance without looking back.

The two were also vigilant, and fled in two directions respectively, hoping to escape unharmed.

Yan Zhaoge patted Panpan's head with a smile, then jumped into the air by himself, chasing after the Sanzushan elder who was a martial saint in Xianqiao.

Panpan carried Ahu to chase another opponent who had reached the realm of the Martial Saint.

The opponent was seriously injured, no matter whether he was fighting or running, he was no match for Panpan.

Elder Sanzushan of Xianqiao Wujingjing Street felt the terrifying aura approaching from behind him, and when he turned around, he was horrified.

"Yan Zhaoge, you are at a disadvantage with my Three-legged Mountain, you know..."

He was interrupted by Yan Zhaoge before he finished speaking: "I know who the person behind you is, but it doesn't affect my action."

"The head of your faction and many other people are waiting for you below, you will not be lonely on the road."

While speaking, he had already slapped him with a palm!

The other party's eyes were about to crack, and he couldn't believe it: "You actually..."

Halfway through the speech, Yan Zhaoge had already shattered the Tianling Cap with a palm, and his head was blown.

After killing the opponent, Yan Zhaoge didn't stop, turned around calmly, and chased in another direction.

But in a short time, he had already caught up, and he could see the back of Ah Hu sitting on Panpan.

"It's been resolved?" Yan Zhaoge silently landed on Panpan's back: "There's no smell of blood,

Didn't do it? "

Ah Hu replied with a strange expression: "My lord, there was a little accident."

He stretched out his hand and pointed into the distance.

In fact, he didn't need to point it out, after discovering that Panpan hadn't killed the opponent, Yan Zhaoge looked around and already looked in that direction.

There, two people were fighting.

Yan Zhaoge looked intently, and saw that one of them was the elder of Sanzushan, and the other was a young man.

The young man looked to be in his twenties, dressed in red, and was as fast as a thunderbolt.

His real age, according to Yan Zhaoge, was more than twenty, but compared to his cultivation level, he was still extremely young, enough to shock most people.

Such a young martial artist of the first level of martial arts is very rare in the entire upper world.

His appearance could have been called handsome, but there was a terrible scar on his cheek, which destroyed his right eye.

But the young man didn't care about the wound on his face, he just stared at the three-legged mountain elder's fierce attack.

With all his strength, he no longer had the energy to take care of his injuries, so that the right side of his face was dripping with blood.

The Sanzu Mountain Elder was already a strong martial sage who broke through the void and saw the true God, but he was seriously injured by Yan Zhaoge before, so he couldn't show his abilities.

He was also afraid that Yan Zhaoge would catch up, so he just wanted to escape as soon as possible.

But the more afraid of fighting, the more disadvantaged he will be, so that he will be entangled by an opponent whose cultivation level is far lower than his own.

But after Yan Zhaoge took a look, he couldn't help becoming interested: "Hey, there's something wrong."

Although the opponent's strength is difficult to display due to one reason or another, the strength of the young man in red is far from comparable to that of a martial artist of the same realm.

Not to mention opponents who are also at the first level of martial saints, most of the warriors at the second level of martial saints may not be able to match this red-clothed youth.

Although he is bare-handed, his palms are like knives, and every time he strikes out, he will set off thunderous thunder.

That thunder light, dark red like blood, was shrill and terrifying.

Under the thunder and thunder, the three-legged mountain warrior who exudes the golden light of the sun seems to be covered with blood.

The thunder light and the knife light merged into one furnace, stirring up the wind and clouds in all directions with an earth-shattering force, and shattered the golden rays of the sun one after another.

The young man in red had a ferocious look on his face, roaring loudly like rolling thunder, in a completely reckless posture, desperately fighting for his life, and madly attacking his opponent.

"Speaking of which, I seemed to have a feeling just now that the person from Sanzu Mountain had a living person in his miniature bag." Yan Zhaoge rubbed his chin: "At that time, I thought it was his fellow sect with a lower cultivation level. "

"Now it seems that he is actually a prisoner?"

Ah Hu nodded: "That's right, after Panpan and I chased him for a short time, the man's sleeve suddenly burst, and a blood-red thunder shot out, turning to attack him."

"I think it should be that the injuries are too serious to continue to capture the captives in the miniature bag of the restraint."

He scratched his head: "As a result, before we could do anything, the two of them started fighting."