Nine Hundred and sixty-seven.1 Call Back!

Yan Zhaoge looked back at Xia Guang with a puzzled expression on his face: "How else can I go back, of course I went to the east."

"Uh..." Xia Guang choked for a moment, then said with a wry smile, "Didn't you just say, Mr. Yan, that there will be more than one group of enemies who will continue to make trouble if the news of his whereabouts is leaked?"

"This southern Yantian realm, for warriors like us from the southeast Yangtian realm, there are enemies everywhere..."

Hearing this, Yan Zhaoge smiled slightly: "If you are traveling alone, of course that is the case, but aren't you going back to the southeast with me now?"

Xia Guang was stunned again, and opened his mouth, but this time he couldn't even make a sound.

"Including the Southern Sovereign, the Sovereigns of the Ten Directions have all been invited to the Central Juntian Realm." Yan Zhaoge said, "According to previous years' experience, they are close to seclusion, and it is the warriors from the Southern Yantian Realm who want to ventilate Report the letter, and the Southern Supreme will not receive the news."

Otherwise, without mentioning anything else, the death of Zhuang Zhaohui would be enough for Zhuang Shen to put down what he was doing and return to Yantian Realm in the south immediately.

Yan Zhaoge spread his hands and said with a smile: "There is a saying that 'there are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are called kings'. The tiger of the Southern Supreme is not here. It is difficult for me, a monkey, to run amok in the Southern Yantian Realm. I just want to leave ,Not difficult."

Xia Guang swallowed his saliva when he heard the words.

Yan Zhaoge said it lightly, with a bit of self-mockery and ridicule, but the meaning behind the words made Xia Guang tremble.

In a few simple words, it clearly means that in the Yantian Realm in the south, the supreme being can't leave, and Yan Zhaoge's stay or departure depends entirely on his own will.

Xia Guang wouldn't be surprised if someone from the ninth level of martial arts and the late stage of Xianqiao said this.

But the problem is that Yan Zhaoge in front of him has not climbed the Immortal Bridge yet...

The Yantian realm in the south is naturally respected by Zhuang Shen, the Supreme Being in the south, and is superior to all others.

But under Zhuang Shen, there are not just one or two strong fighters in the Ninth Layer of Martial Saint Realm.

No matter which one, it is also a top powerhouse who has been rampant in the world for many years and can be famous in the entire upper world.

In addition, there are many strong people at the Xianqiao level, all of whom are powerful giants.

Either the head of one faction, or the chief elder.

According to the normal situation, among these people, any one of them could kill a martial artist.

Zhuang Shen, Long Hanhua, Zeng Mo and other famous disciples were helpless in the face of opponents whose cultivation level was much higher than their own.

A generation of geniuses like Fu Ting dare not say that they can come and go freely in the Southern Yantian Realm not relying on their background but only on their own strength.

They can crush most of the same realm powerhouses, and they can challenge or even defeat opponents in the sixth realm of martial saints and even defeat opponents in the seventh realm of martial saints.

But the problem is that their opponents are likely to be experts at the eighth level of martial saints, or even at the ninth level of martial saints.

And it's far more than just one.

"Mr. Yan..." Xia Guang asked in disbelief, "You mean, if someone blocks us, we will fight all the way back?"

Hearing this, Yan Zhaoge showed a serious thoughtful expression on his face, and then replied: "Fight back all the way? Well, if we don't face more than one opponent at the ninth level of Martial Saint Realm at the same time, it is true that we fight back all the way. No problem."

Although Yan Zhaoge had an expression of serious consideration, but what he said would make many people think that he was either bragging or a lunatic.

He looked at Xia Guang and said with a smile: "Although I like to take risks sometimes, I don't want to make fun of my own life."

"Why, did it scare you? Are you still willing to continue walking with us?"

Xia Guang looked at Yan Zhaoge with a calm expression, and suddenly felt guilty in his heart.

He was originally a man of youthful vigor and fearlessness, so he immediately said loudly: "It's really a joy in life to be able to walk with you, Mr. Yan, how could you not want to?"

Xia Guang had been living in seclusion at home before. Although his family members also told him some outside information, the information he could get was still limited.

However, he had heard of Yan Zhaoge's name.

That was in recent years, the entire Southeast Yangtian Realm,

The most eye-catching young generation's proud son.

Xia Guang is headstrong and irritable, but at the same time proud.

But for a person who is about his own age, but has already come to see the Martial Saint early, he is still quite admirable in his heart.

He didn't believe it at first, but when Yan Zhaoge became famous in the entire Southeast Yangtian Realm, he couldn't help but not believe it.

For such a peer, Xia Guang was naturally full of curiosity.

He kept in mind the warnings and lessons Yan Zhaoge gave him earlier, but he still felt a little depressed.

Hearing Yan Zhaoge's words at this moment, Xia Guang only felt that his appetite was abnormal.

Now he only hates his lack of strength, otherwise, if he can go wherever he wants like Yan Zhaoge, wipe out all the enemies blocking the way, and fight all the way back to the southeast Yangtian realm, how happy would it be?

After the family was wiped out, although Xia Guang saved his life and escaped, he encountered setbacks one after another.

This made him resentful, and it was hard to get rid of it.

It wasn't until this moment that I finally felt a bit of fun.

"Let's go back to the Zhaoyuan Pavilion first." Yan Zhaoge said with a smile, "However, I won't help you. It depends on how capable you are."

Xia Guang was surprised and delighted.

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The movement in Mianshan quickly alarmed the top powers here.

There are warriors in the southeast Yangtian realm, who are active in the Mianshan area, and their strength is extremely powerful.

In the beginning, all the experts in the Southern Yantian Realm didn't take it seriously, but their disciples organized themselves, called friends and friends, and went to round up and kill them.

Although a few people wondered how there could be southeastern warriors in the Mianshan Mountains located in the northern part of Yantian Realm in the south, most of them didn't care because there was not much movement.

But soon, everyone discovered that something was wrong.

The southern warriors who united in advance and went to round up and kill them all cut off the news!

As a result, the local powerhouses in the Mianshan Mountains became vigilant first, and the top several major forces each had their elders and powerhouses dispatched.

However, a group of Martial Saints disappeared without a trace.

Now, the entire Mianshan mountain range is completely fried.

Finally, a strong person at the Xianqiao level made a move.

Although I don't want the outside world to intervene in Mianshan's affairs, some vigilant people have realized the seriousness of the problem at this time, and quickly sent someone to contact Wutongpo of Fengyi Mountain.

In the end, before Wutongpo of Fengyi Mountain could reply, there was another bad news from Mianshan.

This time, the southern warrior who attached great importance to all the clues finally confirmed the identity of the southeastern warrior who stepped over the boundary.

Guangcheng Mountain, Yanzhao Song!

Yan Zhaoge is not bloodthirsty, and he doesn't care whether his identity is leaked, he doesn't deliberately publicize it, but he doesn't deliberately conceal it, except for the enemy, he will not kill everyone he has come into contact with.

As the news spread, the entire Mianshan Mountains were in an uproar.

Soon, another message came back.

The Xianqiao Martial Saints who went to hunt them down were also beheaded! 8

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