Chapter 428

After putting it high, there was no movement.

The tall and thin middle-aged scholar, first of all, felt relieved: "it seems that it's not difficult. The cultivation strength of those people is lower than expected, and they are all directly poured by the medicine."

However, the tall and thin scholar soon began to wonder: "but if his accomplishments are not high, how can he kill the miscellaneous blood snake?"

He was patient and watched the house where Yan Zhaoge and others lived.

But as time went on, there was no movement in it, nor was Gao Fang and other yingyumen warriors coming out.

Tall and thin scholars don't feel right.

There is no fluctuation of blood force, let alone those foreigners, even Gao Fang and others, seem to have no appearance of action.

Although half demon warriors are called to fight, in the face of the threat of death, in order to gain the power of fighting against defeat or survival, there will always be people who no longer stick to their own human body, choose half awakened blood and turn into half demon warriors.

With the middle-aged scholar's understanding of Gao Fang, the old man's insistence on this aspect is not as stubborn as he usually seems.

But not to mention Yan Zhaoge and others, middle-aged scholars also did not feel the sign of awakening blood incarnation of half demon warrior.

"Is it that the other side is too strong to capture and kill Gao Fang in an instant, so that he can't even awaken his blood?" The middle-aged scholar was startled by his own idea: "it shouldn't be so. Gao Pei is also one of the few people in kanghejing, or how can he occupy a place in front of his Royal Highness Prince?"

"To capture and kill him in an instant, how strong is the opponent?"

"Not at all, not at all?" The middle-aged scholar 's eyes narrowed: "what valuable things did the other party take out, which moved Gao Fang, but both sides conspired with declassification?"

He was alert. If his royal highness prince was too crowded, he and yingyumen would occupy the place.

Apart from his words, it can also play a role in making room

Think of here, middle-aged scholar heart then more vigilant.

Whatever the possibility, he has made up his mind not to enter the door.

But he should know what the truth is, so that he can plan his next actions.

"It's hard to live in other people. It's hard to live in me. My blood power is shadow snake." The middle-aged scholar sneered, his body stood still, but the power of his blood was on, and the next ray of light came on.

Invisible shadow power, into a line, to the front of the house to explore the past, silent, traceless.

The pupil of the middle-aged scholar's eyes turns dark yellow and looks like a snake's eyes.

The scene before him became dim and blurred, as if he were blind.

But the next moment, one by one scenery appears, just like burning, and then gradually becomes clear.

With the continuous penetration of the power of shadow, the middle-aged scholar's ear also sounded a distant voice.

The power of shadow went all the way into the house and then into the hall.

Then the middle-aged scholar saw a scene that made him dumbfounded.

In the hall, Yan Zhaoge looks leisurely and can't move. Feng Yunsheng, Xu Fei and Ying Longtu all sit in their seats.

Ah Hu got up and stood in the center of the hall, holding a man like an eagle catching a chicken.

That man is very old and spicy. He is like a hawk and falcon. But at the moment, he turns from an eagle to a chicken.

Around ah Hu's body, there are a group of yingyumen warriors standing in all directions.

"Here..." Although it is not the conspiracy of both sides to deal with themselves, the scene is even more frightening. The middle-aged scholar only feels a cool air surging up from the bottom of his feet and rushing straight to his head.

Then, he saw Yan Zhaoge's eyes coming to him!

The middle-aged scholar subconsciously wants to interrupt the power of shadow he seeks, but before he has any action, he sees Yan Zhaoge's body shape flash and step on it.

Then the middle-aged scholars found that they could not recover the power of searching blood, more as if the whole person had been trampled on by Yan Zhaoge and could not move.

"Who are they?" The middle-aged scholar was shocked.

Yan Zhaoge's expression now is also a little strange. He looks down at his feet and is trampled on by himself, like the shadow of a living thing. Then he looks back at ah Hu's holding him in his hand, and he is depressed.

"How do you feel like something's wrong?" Yan Zhaoge mumbled.

Feng Yunsheng looked at the shadow at the foot of Yan Zhaoge and said, "it should not be a monster like shadow snake, but a demon blood warrior who refined the blood of shadow snake, right?"

Yan Zhaoge said with a smile, "just look at it."

With that, he grasped the shadow in the air, and suddenly grasped it in his hand. In the middle of Zhenyuan's surging, the unreal shadow seemed to turn into substance.

Then Yan Zhaoge pulled the shadow like a rope.

The middle-aged scholar outside the mansion was immediately dragged to rush to the inside of the mansion.

He wanted to struggle, but he felt as light as a straw, unable to resist the great power from inside.

Trying to completely break the connection between the external shadow force and itself is equally unsuccessful.

At this moment, he was dragged away before he could even awaken his blood to become a half demon warrior.

Outside the house, other yingyumen warriors watched in amazement as the middle-aged scholar was dragged into the house like a fish with a hook.

Although he has always been a loner, the middle-aged scholar has always been on the same level with his head. He is famous in kanghejing.

But now it's dragged away like a dead fish. How can we not let a group of the martial arts of the eagle feather gate stutter?

See this middle-aged scholar was dragged on the ground, all the way across, smashed the house wall, and then disappeared in the smoke.

The middle-aged scholar was dragged to the ground, feeling his body across the garden lawn, across the step corridor, and knocked his head on the threshold of the entrance of the hall in the courtyard, breaking the threshold, and was dragged straight into the hall.

Yan Zhaoge felt his chin, looked at the middle-aged scholar, looked at Gao Fang, and slowly asked, "you two, what level of martial arts are you in this city

The middle-aged scholar's face was dead, and he felt that he could not resist Yan Zhaoge even if he woke up to be a half demon, or even a monster.

He can only make the final struggle: "I and the high Lord are the disciples of the prince's highness. Although you are strong, you are going to run rampant in kanghejing, but it's just self destruction!"

Yan Zhaoge can't help laughing at the words: "you come to plot against me, I lead the neck and kill, then I won't die?"

The middle-aged scholar quickly said: "we didn't mean to kill you, to be honest, we just liked your mountain and wanted to take it, to the prince. When you rescue the martial arts of yingyumen, you just want to seek an opportunity to get in touch with his Royal Highness Prince and offer him the mountain ridge, which is the best way to advance. "

"You are powerful. We will apologize later and introduce you to the prince."

Yan Zhaoge looked at him and asked, "can you two talk in front of the prince furan?"

The middle-aged scholar thought that Yan Zhaoge was enchanted, and immediately said, "in front of your royal highness, I and the Lord of the high gate are the most trusted six Qing."

After a little pause, he said: "however, the power of respect and driving is the Lord of the country. I think I will be the guest of honor. Of course, his highness prince is the son of heaven who is expected to join the gate wall of xueyunzong..."

Yan Zhaoge waved his hand and interrupted, "don't bother."

The middle-aged scholar was shocked. Yan Zhaoge sat back in his seat and suddenly smiled: "since the prince furan attaches great importance to you, I'll detain you here. He should take the initiative to ask about this, right? I'll wait for him here. "