Chapter 138

Yan Zhaoge said lightly, "because of my father, your Zhao Zhouyan family is not my rival of tianzhongzhou Yan family."

"It is true that you worship at the gate of Tianlei hall, but Tianlei hall is not superior to me."

"As for yourself..." Yan Zhaoge shook his head: "I can't see where you are talking."

Yan Shan said lightly, "my bottom Qi is the distance between you and me. It's very close."

In the middle of the conversation, Yan Shan suddenly raises her hand, a purple light flashes.

Like a dark night, suddenly a lightning across the sky, piercing the sky, illuminating the earth!

The heaven thunder hall, the holy land of thunder Kingdom, is the only way of martial arts!

Inferior spirit soldier, purple gold thunder sword!

Yan flashed out of the blue, with all her strength and more direct use of lingbing!

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

Yan Zhaoge is famous recently. Although Yan Shan hasn't witnessed it, she also pays attention to it.

Not like a tiger's aura, Yan Zhaoge, like Yan Shan, does not converge on the aura.

Yan Shan can clearly judge that Yan Zhaoge, like him, is a master of martial arts at this time.

While shocked by the rapid progress of Yan Zhaoge, Yan Shan's heart is determined to kill.

Whether as a disciple of Tianlei hall or a descendant of Zhao Zhouyan's family, he would not allow Yan Zhaoge to continue to grow.

Otherwise, with Yan Zhaoge's current progress, Yan Shan dare not even think about it further.

An invincible swallow is enough to make Tianlei hall and Zhao Zhouyan's family sleep and eat uneasily!

Yan Shan said it wildly, but he did it without any hesitation.

The martial arts of Tianlei hall is as fierce and quick as thunder. It is played incisively and vividly by him. The spirit soldiers are in hand. It's a big weapon that can't be resisted for the master level martial arts!

It's the opponent with the same cultivation level. Even if he has the protection of spirit soldiers, he can't wait to be caught off guard. If he doesn't have time to respond, he will be killed by Yan flash!

The martial artists of Tianlei hall fight with each other. They seldom fight for a long time. In many cases, they win or lose in several rounds!

Win or lose, only in an instant!

In the eight polar world, it is recognized that among the six holy places, the martial artists of Tianlei temple are the best at the following, and the weak win the strong.

Sometimes, the opponent whose comprehensive strength is better than that of Tianlei hall may be defeated by the one who is inferior to him.

No other reason, is a "fast" word!

Purple lightning startles the rainbow sword. Tianlei hall is the only way to spread the martial arts. The whole sword way is only in one form, sword drawing style!

It's as fast as lightning. It's a sword out of its sheath!

This sword way is not faster and faster. Its fastest sword is the first sword that pulls out its sheath!

The speed of this sword is so fast that it's hard for the martial artists below the innate level to even detect the movement of Yan flashing his sword.

I'm afraid that when zhongjianshen dies, he may not understand how Yan Shan took his own life!

Although it's daytime now, Yan Zhaoge, who faces Yan Shan's sword, has such a feeling.

As if there was no light in front of me, a flash of lightning suddenly hit me in the dark night sky, and then there was light in front of me.

All the light is focused on this purple lightning!

The fierce will of killing makes the electric light not blazing, but freezing!

This lightning did not shake the eyes of Yan Zhaoge.

It's no slower than Yan Shan. Yan Zhaoge suddenly moves!

Vigorous wind passes through Sky Energy!

Wind and fire, wind and fire!

Driven by the sky energy and the body robbing method of the wind, the vigorous wind is able to move the dragon's sword faster and faster!

It's like a dragon passing through the sky, in a flash!

Yan Zhaoge moves, Yan flash is also a flower!

Whether it is the vision of the eyes or the keen sense of heaven and earth, Yan Zhaoge disappeared!

Yan Shan is shocked. The purple gold thunder sword in her hand vibrates violently!

Yan Shan, the martial arts master, didn't respond well, but the purple gold thunder sword, as a spirit soldier, did.

Rich in spirituality, the purple gold thunder sword is immediately drawn, and the straight sword is turned into an arc.

At this time, Yan flashy felt that her hair was all in one blast at the back of her brain, as if there was endless cold, focusing on the back of her brain a little bit, needling like pain.

Yan Shan did not dare to hesitate at all. His body and sword were all guided by the purple gold thunder sword, and he turned back to face behind him.

He clenched his teeth and shook his Zijin Lei sword.

Tianlei hall is a direct descendant. It's seventy-two swords!

The fierce sword light is as dense as rain and as fast as lightning. It instantly becomes a power grid in front of you. The purple light is everywhere.

But in the purple light grid, there is a blue light through the dense purple light, transmission and out!

This scene clearly shows that the sword of Yanzhao song is faster!

At the next moment, the sky is full of purple light.

The whistling wind just came into Yan Shan's ear at this moment, only feeling that he seemed to be surrounded by the strong wind.

Yan Shan watched the sword light disappear, her pupils suddenly contracted, and she quickly changed her moves again.

But this time, the purple lightning like sword light did not reappear.

Yan flashed, then suddenly saw a broken arm, holding a purple light sword in his hand, flying to the sky.

The broken part of the arm was bloody and spilled on the white snow.

Yan Zhaoge's figure reappeared, holding the spirit sword and blue dragon in his right hand, calmly looking at his opponent.

Yan Shan then felt the sharp pain coming from his right arm. Looking down, his right hand holding the sword was cut off by Yan Zhaoge!

The speed of Yan Zhaoge's sword is too fast. Even before Yan flashed to notice it, he was already in the sword!

Yan flashed a scream, covering the wound of his right arm with his left hand, and staggered back.

Until this time, the onlookers woke up like a dream, but they didn't know why.

In most people's eyes, it's just a flower in front of them, as if there are two sword lights, one purple and one green.

Then I saw an arm, flying to the sky!

The whole process of hand over seemed to be in a blink of an eye.

Yan Min and others opened their eyes wide and did not understand why the scene suddenly became like this.

"The distance between you and me is very close." Yan Zhaoge calmly looks at Yan Shan who falls on the ground: "and then?"

Yan flashed her left hand and fingers to stop bleeding.

He looked at Yan Zhaoge in disbelief.

Although the martial artists of Tianlei temple have been proud to claim that the martial arts in the world are only fast and unbreakable, it does not mean that the martial artists of Tianlei temple are really invincible under the same level of cultivation.

At that time, the six holy places were named in the world, and the disciples of Tianlei hall did not take advantage of the heirs of other holy places, but also suffered losses.

The disciples of Cangmang mountain once jokingly said that the Tianlei hall was only sharp when they started. If they couldn't win quickly, then the fish belly.

But Yan Zhaoge is a strong victory in Yan Shan's proudest sword and speed!

This is the most unacceptable result for Yan Shan!

Not only failed, but also failed!

Yan Min and other Zhao Zhouyan family members are even more dead faced.

Yan Shan is the most outstanding talented warrior of Zhao Zhouyan family!

After training in Tianlei temple, he is one of the most outstanding young people in Tianlei temple, the holy land of LEIYU.

In the early days of congenitally master he, Mo said that the martial arts of the Yan Family in Zhaozhou were invincible in the same realm. Even the martial arts of the Yan Family in the middle of congenitally master had to bow down to the throne.

But such a proud man was defeated by Yan Zhaoge in the blink of an eye!