Nine Hundred and Seventy-Five. Although You Are Ten Thousand, I Will Go!

"Martial Sage Sixth Level, seeing the Seventh Master Uncle in the later stage of God, he died there quietly."

"There are other people, looking at them, they don't even know how they died, and they lost their lives without noticing!"

The warriors of Haoling Mountain who went down the mountain to inquire about the situation were all terrified, because the appearance of the deceased was too strange.

The dead person had a peaceful expression, without the slightest feeling of fright or fear.

There were two people standing facing each other, as if they were talking, with dismissive expressions on their faces, as if they were talking about Yan Zhaoge, but they seemed to have been killed without realizing it, and their expressions did not change. He even opened his mouth, as if he hadn't finished speaking at the time.

If it was an illusion or a poison that caused them to lose consciousness for a while and fall into a coma, what about when Yan Zhaoge took their lives?

"Judging from the expressions of the uncle and the others, even when they were killed by the other party, none of them woke up, and their bodies didn't even struggle at all!"

Tangtang sees the Martial Saint and is killed, but he still doesn't react, and is indulging in a dream?

What are you kidding?

Those Haoling Mountain warriors who went to investigate all thought that if Taoist Dongquan hadn't actually ordered them to stop and retreat just now, they would have ended up like those dead fellow disciples.

I don't even know how I died.

As long as they think of this, all the warriors of Haoling Mountain shudder.

"Good! What a Thunder of Eternal Night!" Taoist Dongquan was not intimidated by Yan Zhaoge's methods, but so many disciples were killed, which made him tremble with anger.

Yuan Xiancheng from Wutongpo also stood up from his seat with a "huh" at this moment.

His figure was outside the hall in an instant, and the fire and phoenix light in his pupils became brighter and brighter: "A martial artist in the sixth level of a martial saint shouldn't have such a powerful force to activate the Thunder of Eternal Night. Your thunder Fari, also incorporates other mysteries!"

Standing on the top of the mountain, Yan Zhaoge looked at Yuan Xiancheng, and said with a smile, "But 'Phoenix Pupil' Yuan Xiancheng? I've seen the light and shadow image of your Excellency, and it really is better to be famous than to meet."

"I underestimated you before." Yuan Xiancheng said slowly, "It's no wonder I came here all the way from Mianshan."

Zhao Zhen followed Yuan Xiancheng out of the hall, looking up and down Yan Zhaoge.

The usual smile on his face has disappeared at this time, and he looks extremely solemn.

Taoist Dongquan took a deep breath at this moment, and gradually calmed down again.

"Little thief from the Yan family, if you dare to come to the Xuanning Mountains, this place will be your burial place." His voice was cold: "You took the initiative to come to my Haoling Mountain, and you are looking for your own death. A member of Lingshan sect, the poor Taoist will definitely kill you in the palm of his hand!"

Yan Zhaoge ignored the Taoist Dongquan, but looked around: "I heard that the head of the Yehua Sect is closed. I wonder if there is a representative here?"

The faces of everyone present became strange.

The elders of the Yehua sect were secretly happy, but seeing Yuan Xiancheng there, they didn't dare to show it in the slightest.

"Today, my entire Xuanning Mountain Range powerhouse gathered here to kill you madman under the leadership of Wutongpo." Dongquan Taoist said coldly: "The act of sowing discord can be avoided, there is no such thing as here. There is room for you to move your tongue."

Hearing this, Yan Zhaoge finally looked at Taoist Dongquan here, and said amusedly, "Did you misunderstand something?"

"I'm interested in Yehuamen because it's rumored that Qizhengjue learned Anye Hualian's saber technique, which is the true biography before the Great Destruction. It is quite well preserved and quite unique, so I want to take a look."

He looked Taoist Dongquan up and down: "As for the famous Bagua Surrounding Heaven Palm and Fulong Haoling Fist, which are well-known in Haoling Mountain, although they are also very good, I am not very interested."

Yan Zhaoge was telling the truth, because these two unique learnings all originated from the true interpretation of the eight trigrams Fulong before the Great Destruction.

There is a complete version in Tianting Shrine's library.

On the other hand, Yan Zhaoge had only heard about the Ye Huamen's An Ye Hualian Saber, and had a little interest in it, so he saw what it looked like.

It's just that these words fell into the ears of Haoling Mountain, and they felt even more humiliated.

Taoist Dongquan only felt that he had spent his whole life cultivating qi, but in front of Yan Zhaoge, he would always be so angry that one Buddha ascended to heaven and two Buddhas went out of his body.

He intended to use the power of the alliance to take the first step to establish his own Haoling Mountain's dominance in the Xuanning Mountains and successfully suppress the Yehuamen.

Everything was going smoothly, but since Yan Zhaoge appeared, the situation has completely changed.

Although it was Yuan Xiancheng's idea to let Yan Zhaoge go up the mountain, many members of his own family were slaughtered by Yan Zhaoge, and he lost face to the extreme.

Now Yan Zhaoge seems to be praising Yehuamen and belittling Haolingshan, tearing off their faces and throwing them on the ground and stomping on them.

Not to mention that Yan Zhaoge could leave Haoling Mountain alive today, as long as Taoist Dongquan didn't kill Yan Zhaoge with his own hands, he wouldn't be able to save his face!

Up and down Haoling Mountain blushed with anger, but Yan Zhaoge remained indifferent.

"Huimeng rounded me up?" He looked around.

In the eyes, it is indeed a gathering of strong players.

"Phoenix Pupil" Yuan Xiancheng, Martial Sage Eightfold, Xianqiao Middle Stage Realm, Fengyi Mountain Wutongpo's direct successor, Southern Supreme's first disciple, Southern Yantian Realm and even the entire Upper Realm are well-known far and near.

"Purple Tide Swordsman" Zhao Zhen, the Eightfold Martial Saint, is a master in the mid-Xianqiao realm, who dominates the Xiatian Realm in the south and dominates the Tongming Sea.

"Fulongsou" Dongquan Taoist, Martial Sage Eightfold, Xianqiao Middle Stage Realm, Xuanning Mountain Range No. 1 master, although his cultivation level is not as good as Yuan Xiancheng and Zhao Zhen, but the advantage of occupying Haoling Mountain's home court should not be underestimated.

In addition, there is also a Great Elder of Haoling Mountain, Martial Saint Qizhong, who has already climbed the Xianqiao.

Among the Xuanning Mountain Range powerhouses who came to participate in the alliance, there were also two Martial Saints of the seventh level, the powerhouses in the early stage of Xianqiao, and they were all famous solo warriors in the Xuanning Mountain Range.

Haolingshan and Yehuamen are fighting with each other, and their energy is limited, so they can only win them over. They are all domineering figures who are used to running rampant in this Xuanning Mountains.

Under the fairy bridge, most of the warriors from Haoling Mountain and other experts from Xuanning Mountain gathered here.

Not counting Yehuamen, nearly 90% of the powerhouses in the entire Xuanning Mountains are here.

Vigorous and majestic, there are so many fierce people, just looking at them can make Jian Shenwu Sheng's heart collapse.

Yan Zhaoge didn't care much about this, instead he laughed and said, "Although you don't want me to go, I knew the meeting would not be good, since Yan came here, why would he care about you?"

"If that's the case, then let's see the truth!" Taoist Dongquan shouted in a deep voice, "Let me see how capable you really are, how dare you be so arrogant!"

After finishing speaking, Taoist Dongquan swung his palms together and knocked Yan Zhaoge down.

Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge didn't hide at all, and hit back with a backhand palm of the Heavenly Seal.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, it was the Eightfold Martial Saint, Dongquan Taoist who was in the middle stage of Xianqiao, and was shocked to fly back!

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